The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 50 No one is crazy, or, everyone is crazy
Hogwarts.

"Lupin" opened the curtains a little and saw the characters walking in from the castle gate. The voices were so loud that he could hear their cries without using a spell to strengthen his hearing. Beside Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, he shouted vigorously, waved his hands, and swiped with both hands.

The muscles on the face are out of control because of the excitement!

"I tell you, he's here! The man who can't name his name, he's back! Du Wei is just that man's dog, understand, he's back, unstoppable, bringing death again.

We need to be protected, we need to be protected!
We need Dumbledore!
I want to see Dumbledore, you understand!Give us Dumbledore! "

The wounded batters screamed loudly.

Professor McGonagall didn't speak. She was walking fast, holding the front half of her skirt.

"Lupin" used the magic spell to strengthen his eyesight, saw the gloomy expression on Snape's face clearly, and smiled involuntarily.

Du Wei, he can always come up with some new tricks for him. This kid always has strange thoughts in his head. I just don't know if his method will work this time.

He still remembers what Du Wei said, the theory of creating an enemy, and only when there is an enemy that everyone fears, the pressure to hunt them down can be reduced.

Sirius, who pretended to be Lupin, was noncommittal about this. He didn't come here to dress up Lupin for a long time. He was to cover up Du Wei's tracks. Compared with hiding here, he was more willing to see Harry.

Even as Lupin.

He looked away and searched for Harry again, greedily wanting to see Harry more.

Under the castle, the two professors looked bad.

They all know who these people are talking about.

Voldemort.

Both Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape could say the name with ease.

The batters shouted, Madam Pomfrey stretched out her wand and made the two float smoothly behind the crowd. The two professors did not speak at the same time.

Hearing these people's cries, their hearts also heavy.

When they came to the scene, they saw the blood clotted on the ground and the blood on their backs.

All this is shocking.

Not because of the cunning and ferocity of the murderer, Duwey Jones, but because of the words written behind it.

"Voldemort returns."

Is that devil really coming back?

Even Snape, the one who wanted Voldemort's death the most, never thought that Voldemort might have died.He had known from the previous year that Voldemort was not dead at all.

His comeback is just a matter of time.

That's what he meant to protect Harry.

The boy who survived.

In the prophecy, the boy who can defeat the Dark Lord.

But now, has the Dark Lord returned?Why so fast?
Snape questioned this.If the Dark Lord returns, the Dark Lord's mark on his arm should be hot. When he returns, he should gather their group of Death Eaters to come to see him.

Even if the Dark Lord does not summon them, as the Dark Lord becomes stronger, the marks on their arms will gradually become hot.

But the mark of the Dark Lord on his arm was stable and unresponsive at this moment.

Is Du Wei pretending, or is there some magic from the Dark Lord that blocks their induction?

Snape wasn't sure, he wanted to go to Dumbledore, but obviously, it wasn't possible now.

Dumbledore saw no one else.

Even, Snape was not even sure if Dumbledore was at Hogwarts now. He listened to the people behind him roaring, from wanting to see Dumbledore to using Hogwarts' Floo network, the whole process, McGonagall The professor didn't say a word, and Professor Snape frantically wanted to use a spell to tell them to shut up.

San Xiaozhi, who had just finished class, stood in the crowd and looked here curiously.

It was like a group of ducks who heard the sound and watched curiously.

Head turned around.

Even the busy, dizzy Hermione heard their roars, and she was in no hurry to rush to the next field.

Gossip is human nature.

Vaguely, the wind brought their cry.

"You-Know-Who must be returning, we want to see Dumbledore, we want to see Dumbledore..."

"...horrible...horrible...needs support..."

"Someone's going to... Dementors off campus..."

The three little ones looked at each other, Harry's heart sank.

What did he hear?
Mystery man?
The students around him also started to riot.

Although he still didn't know that Sirius was his nominal enemy who killed his father, he subconsciously felt that the two fugitives were not good. Looking at the embarrassed appearance of these people from the Ministry of Magic from a distance, Harry felt that he must be listening. to the mysterious man.

He turned his head and wanted to ask Ron something. Who knows, before he turned his head, he heard Ron's teeth chattering beside him. When he turned his face, Harry saw that Ron's face was very ugly.

"What's the matter, Ron?"

He asked Ron, and Hermione also realized that Ron was wrong. She grabbed Ron's hand and tried to appease him, but Ron Weasley did not speak.

Behind him, the Weasley twins also stood silently at the gate of the castle after a long absence.

"he came."

George or Fred, I can't tell the difference anyway. They looked at these embarrassed Ministry of Magic operatives and glanced at each other. From their embarrassed demeanor, the twin brothers thought of one person's means of attack.

Dewey Jones.

The eyes of the two were filled with hatred, and they could not forget the day when their family happily went out and was attacked.

If they hadn't been in London, they probably wouldn't have survived.

"Yes, we must take revenge."

said one of the twins.

Sensing the eyes of the students, Professor McGonagall stopped and turned her head.

"enough!"

She snapped at the Ministry of Magic operatives, "Wait a second for you more seriously injured people. Follow our school doctor, Madam Pomfrey, for treatment.

Who and I go to Floo to inform the Ministry of Magic?
I saw that you were full of energy and didn't look like you were about to die. It shouldn't be a problem to inform the Ministry of Magic. "

The remaining batters were forced by Professor McGonagall's momentum, looking at Snape on the other side, they were shivering like quails that were scared out of their minds.

Not because of McGonagall, but because of their speculation just now.

The Dark Lord is coming.

Professor McGonagall saw them shut their mouths, and then led them into the castle.

Madam Pomfrey didn't feel the pressure.None of Du Wei's blows to the batter was fatal. In Madam Pomfrey's view, these injuries were within reach.

Malfoy, who was resting in the ward, looked at the originally empty ward in surprise and crowded.These people who take up Hogwarts medical resources, not students, look like Ministry of Magic operators?
One of them, Malfoy knew.

What's going on outside?
Draco Malfoy was very curious.

I want to go up and ask.

On the other hand, a relatively lightly injured batter went to contact the Ministry of Magic. The batter could not see Fudge directly, he could only go to see his boss' boss.

Cross-level reporting, this is an emergency, the special rights of the strikers.

Of course, if in the future, his boss will give him small shoes because of this, then the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom, fuck it, this hitter thinks, go to death, who is still thinking about other at this time. thing.

The deep-rooted fear made him never think of the future.

He met directly with the Director of Law Enforcement, Emilia Susan Bernsch, a majestic lady who was in the Ministry of Magic and saw the head appearing in the fireplace.

"Are you, Turner?"

Ms. Bernsch looked at the people in the fireplace, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Turner saw Ms. Bernsch, and he tried to calm himself down.

"He's back, you know who, he's back! Ms. Bernsch.

Du Wei was his minion, Du Wei attacked the camp of our strikers and we all nearly died.

With the will of the mysterious man, he began to warn us! "

Hearing this, Ms. Bernsch stood up with a "huh", her voice trembled a little, and she didn't even notice the trembling.

The coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground. Fortunately, the ground was protected by a carpet, and the cup was not smashed.

She can't care about the coffee cup at the moment.

She asked Turner solemnly again, "Do you know what you're talking about? Turner? There are some things, you can't joke!"

"Yes, I know, I know, I can take responsibility for what I say, we need support, we need support."

Ms. Bernsch's Adam's apple (ladies have it, but it's not very obvious) moved up and down, and she motioned to Turner to wait, and after a while, there was a greasy man in her office.

Fudge was standing in Ms. Bernsch's office.

"What do you want me to hear, Emilia?"

Fudge asked, he still maintains great respect for his subordinate, and the Law Enforcement Department is a giant. , As long as such a subordinate doesn't find trouble for him, he is willing to be at peace with her and spend this period of time in office gently and gently.

Who knows that after a while, the tacit understanding between them will be broken.

Even people outside the door can hear Fudge's roar!

"It's impossible! Lies, all lies! You are lying!"

In the office, it was the first time that Ms. Emilia saw Fudge so irritable. He seemed to be out of control, pointed his finger at Emilia's nose, and yelled at her.

"Take care of your subordinates, Emilia, I know they are very dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic, no rest, no subsidies, but that's not why they can use lies to terrorize me!

I'm not an idiot, do you think I look like someone who believes everything?

No, I am not!

Listen, shut up all your men, if they keep lying like this, I don't mind throwing them in Azkaban, you understand?
I'm not negotiating with you, Bernsch!I'm telling you to take care of your subordinates, this is an order!
If you have the ability to manage, you can manage them, if not, then I will change to a competent director of the Law Enforcement Department!

You are not indispensable, ma'am! "

He roared in a gaffe, and on the other side of the fireplace, Turner, the beater, heard the minister's words, and his heart was chilled. He opened his mouth to speak, but did not expect Fudge to pour his anger on him.

"Shut up, you nasty and humble liar! Get out of here, you don't deserve to be at the Ministry of Magic!"

He rebuked loudly, his face full of anger, and his uncontrollable and unpleasant words made even Professor McGonagall at Hogwarts startled.Here, the Floo network was cut off by Fudge, and the angry Fudge could no longer take care of his manners.

He had no intention of sending anyone to support him at all.

"Just let those goddamn liars die there!"

He walked out angrily, not believing what the batters said at all, he felt like his heart attack was starting to happen.

He didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to go back to the office and be quiet for a while.

Unfortunately, even such a wish is a luxury for him.

He walked out of the Law Enforcement Division angrily and met the head of the Auror Office, Scrimgeour!
(End of this chapter)