The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 49 A Letter to the Director of the Auror Office at the Ministry of Magic
Du Wei entered London without incident. Before entering London, he also left a little arrangement, just in case.

The weather in London was still as bad as he had expected. Du Wei walked on the streets and alleys of London with ease. The whole of London was crowded with people, and the Ministry of Magic simply did not have enough strength and manpower to conduct investigations into and out of London one by one. The in and out of the population, the whole of London, as usual.

There are also wanted notices for Dewey and Sirius Black on TV.

Unfortunately, the two fugitives pose no threat to London.

These two portraits have no effect except that they will become the gossip crowd's after-dinner talk.

The whole of London is singing and dancing.

Not even a single police officer standing guard at the intersection of the city.

As for the wizarding world, the retiring Auror recruits, Mad-Eye Moody and his followers, although they set up cards in London, they were the wizards who came in and out of London, and he was helpless against Muggles.

His high-handed methods made many wizards very dissatisfied. For a while, they complained about what the Ministry of Magic did, and took some measures to show their dissatisfaction with what the Aurors did.

Du Wei knows this because recently, many well-known freelance writers and special correspondents have slammed the Ministry of Magic in various newspapers. They know that Mad-Eye Moody is a tough stubble, so they dare not directly report him. Pointing the finger at this lunatic.

In the newspapers, they secretly poked yin and yang in a moody mood, directly questioning Fudge, and blaming the Ministry of Magic. Such remarks seem to spring up every issue.

Du Wei regards these news editorials as a joke, and is often overjoyed.

It seemed to him that Fudge would soon restrain Mad-Eye Moody and tell him to change his method of investigating fugitives.

Weak and stupid minister.

Du Wei said in his heart that he knew that the backwardness of the wizards was not reflected in their methods.

The wizarding world and the Muggle world are not completely isolated.

Newspapers, magic radios, magic cars, and magic telegraphs are all Muggle technology transformed by wizards.

The biggest problem with wizards isn't that they haven't kept up with the times, their biggest problem is their pride and their rigidity.

Their thoughts and understanding of Muggles are still in the Middle Ages.

They simply don't have the wisdom to match magic.

Even Dumbledore is the same.He didn't put wisdom in these areas at all, what he wanted was not to change the world, to rule the world.

His conscience told him to stay away from power, to wield power that he shouldn't have, lest he cause more damage.

This is conscience.

At the same time, he is also chasing another force stronger than power.

come back to life.

This is obsession.

What he wants to do most now is to find the Deathly Hallows, and then call his parents and sister back.

What he wants is to completely break the boundaries between life and death and violate the rules.

He didn't even think about ruling the world.From start to finish, Dumbledore is not a perfect man and a saint, but he is a good man, and for the magic (power) he has and what he does, he is a very good man.

Even Du Wei admits this.

So did Voldemort.

It is a pity that Du Wei has not yet used Dumbledore's flaws to fool him. The power gap is too great.

Conspiracy and conspiracy are useless.

Thinking, Du Wei turned into a shop.

It was foggy and rainy. Du Wei didn't like this kind of weather very much. He liked the sun, the big sun. He liked the feeling of the sun shining on his body, it was hot and hot.

Du Wei sat in a family restaurant, sweetened his coffee, one, two, three, four, five...

Spoonfuls of sugar were put into the coffee, making the waiter's eyes widen.

He felt his eyes open.

Looking at the thickened coffee, the waiter wondered, is this cup of coffee still drinkable?
The guest ordered french fries and a sandwich, the waiter left, and finally saw the eccentric take chocolate out of his clothes again.

He was in the back kitchen, sharing what he had just seen with his boss, chef and mother.

"That's a weirdo..."

He vowed to his mother.

Du Wei was not interested in taking care of these things. He ate the french fries one by one and narrowed his eyes comfortably.These fried foods were his second favorite after dessert. He licked the ketchup from his fingers into his mouth, put his pocket watch on the table, and waited earnestly.

He frowned extremely at the efficiency of the Ministry of Magic. Whether it was fainting or Avada's life, he would not kill those hitters. They should wake up at this time.

In other words, at this time, at least Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic should know that they were attacked.

This is also part of the plan, but the problem now is that the magic props he left outside the tent saw the batter who stumbled and ran out with fear on his face, and asked for help at Hogwarts. On the other side, they should also move towards The Ministry of Magic is asking for help, they should be able to use Floo powder, right?
Magic transmits news very quickly.

But what about the Ministry of Magic?
What about the Aurors?
What about the hitter?

What about the staff?
Where have they all gone?
Why are they still standing still?
Can they hold their breath like that?

Du Wei did not believe that they did not know the consequences of the accident of all these hitters.

Dewey didn't know much about the Ministry of Magic, but he knew Dementors too well.

These monsters are not inherently immoral. It is not so much that they are bound to the power of Azkaban. It is their contract with the Ministry of Magic. Rather, the contract is just a piece of waste paper. reason.

What really binds them is the power of the wizards.The Ministry of Magic still has a few good Aurors, and if anything goes wrong with Azkaban, the dementors will not only meet the Ministry of Magic, but also more powerful wizards. Dementors are flying around, these wizards. Will not sit idly by.

Dementors have intelligence, but they don't necessarily have enough heart to weigh the pros and cons.The Hogwarts campus is, in their view, a very tempting cake, and the joy of children is simply tempting and heart-wrenching.These dementors who were transferred here are hungry, and they are already very irritable when they face the delicacies every day, but they can't say anything.

Once they discover the weakness of the caretaker, once they can't stand the temptation, the dementors rush into Hogwarts, the dementors who have lost their minds and don't mind giving the school students a dementor kiss .

A kiss of love, isn't it?

Du Wei called it a secondary disaster.

But what made him frown was that he still seemed to be a little too empirical, thinking too much of the Ministry of Magic.Even if the batters stationed outside the Ministry of Magic were attacked, the Ministry of Magic remained silent.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

As time passed by, Du Wei was a little anxious, and the Ministry of Magic still did not send anyone to observe these strikers and restrain the Dementors.Instead, Professor McGonagall brought Madam Pomfrey out, followed by Snape, who was in a hurry with an ugly face.

Instead of summoning his Patronus, he covered everyone with the silver radiance of the Patronus Charm and brought these injured people into Hogwarts. It seemed that Professor McGonagall planned to call Pomfrey. The lady treats them.

"Ministry of Magic, it never disappoints."

Du Wei had already left the family restaurant at this moment. He wandered the streets and alleys of London as if aimlessly, but if he looked down from the sky, he could see that his actions were not without any rules, he was looking for Best running route.

He even went to the British Library.He's neither a reader nor a member, nor a donor, so he can only get into the British Library through a very magical, not-so-Muggle method.

The Ministry of Magic still did not move, and Du Wei's backhand played a role.

Time is up.

With a "click", the door of a cage opened outside London.

The delicately timed Muggle cage opens, and the owl inside flutters its wings.An owl that can deliver letters, the price is not cheap, but fortunately this is not bought by Du Wei - Sirius Black is always unexpectedly generous, for him, wealth is just a number.

He doesn't care about that.

Even if he, his cousin were in jail, and the rest of Black's heirs were dead, the Ministry of Magic couldn't do anything about their property.

A large part of their property is in Gringotts, and the goblins are the masters of currency and finance in the wizarding world.

The Ministry of Magic is not yet bound by goblins.

The cage was opened, and the owl that Du Wei left behind flew out. It didn't go to the Ministry of Magic. It came to the Leaky Cauldron. beak knocks on the door.

Like a woodpecker.

Mr. Scrimgeour opened the door with messy hair and was surprised to see the owl.After the owl dropped the letter in front of him, it flew into the room, where there was a bar on which the owl could rest.

Scrimgeour glanced curiously at the owl, which was not familiar and did not look like an owl in the Ministry.

Who is looking for him?

It is well known that he lives here, he did not go to work in the ministry.

A lot of ex-Death Eaters have been crowded into the Ministry recently. They reported to the group to keep warm, yin and yang were strange, and they excluded others. In addition, recently, due to the criticism from various forces, the Minister poured his anger on the honest people who worked. Lin Jie was too lazy to go to the Ministry of Magic to get angry.

He stayed at the Leaky Cauldron for a while.This was originally supposed to be a resting place for the strikers stationed in Azkaban, but unfortunately now, Azkaban's Patronus Charm strikers are stationed outside Hogwarts and stationed in Azkaban.

Even if they were replaced, it would be Azkaban's going to Hogwarts, and Hogwarts going to Azkaban.

Pointless.

So this place is wasted, it is better for him to live.

Closing the door, Scrimgeour looked suspiciously at the letter. On the cover, someone wrote crookedly in very ugly text, using black ink: "Live on the third floor of the Leaky Cauldron, the Ministry of Magic is in the private room. Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Ministry of Magic Auror Office.

Dewey Jones. "

　I'm late, I'll make up for it at [-] o'clock tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)