The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 8 Principals, Vice Principals and Future Principals

"What? Azkaban escaped a prisoner?"

Professor McGonagall's voice became louder, and she opened her eyes in disbelief, looking at the headmaster.

She doesn't understand.

Is it such a small thing that Azkaban's prisoners escape?

Dumbledore picked up another letter and said calmly: "Yes, a Death Eater escaped, named Duwey Jones.

Minerva, do you still remember this name?

Hmm, used to be our Ravenclaw kid, he should have taken your Transfiguration class. "

McGonagall sat down and recalled carefully, he remembered Duwey Jones, this is a gloomy child, a child who does not like to talk, but is very smart, with black hair and blue eyes.

Tall and thin.

"Yes, I remember him."

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but say, "But Headmaster, why would anyone escape from Azkaban?"

Dumbledore looked at McGonagall calmly from behind the crescent-shaped glasses and said, "Nothing is absolutely impossible, Minerva.

I have a book on topology and logic written by a Muggle professor here, and I think you can also read these books.

I have seen the crystallization of wisdom from these books, in fact, their wisdom is also very enlightening, isn't it? "

Dumbledore kindly recommends.

"No need, principal."

Professor McGonagall declined.

When she heard the Death Eaters escape from prison, she thought a lot, and before she finally left, she hesitated for a moment, and still asked: "This matter, I mean, about Du Wei's escape from prison, and the mysterious man, uh , Voldemort?"

Professor McGonagall struggled to say Voldemort's name.

Dumbledore put down the letter.

He looked at Professor McGonagall seriously, organized the language and said, "Is it Voldemort? It shouldn't matter, he is seriously injured now and should be still recuperating.

This should be an isolated incident.

Honey, don't worry about this, I'll take care of this. "

Dumbledore said in a deliberately relaxed tone, and he said to Professor McGonagall: "Then can you call Professor Snape for me by the way? I have something to ask him."

"Ok."

Professor McGonagall went out, and after a while Snape came in.

He was still in that old-fashioned look, with black hair, hooked nose, sallow skin, and always looking serious, and his hair looked like it had been years from washing and was as greasy as Fudge.

He walked in hastily.

"What's the matter, Dumbledore? I'm making potions."

He called the principal by his first name.

Dumbledore didn't care about that.

"Severus," Dumbledore said softly, "I want to know one thing.

Duwey Jones, Death Eater Duwey Jones, do you have an impression of him? "

"Dovey Jones?"

Severus Snape thought about it seriously, he took out his wand, slapped his head lightly, and sent a silver spiritual sense into the Pensieve.

After carefully observing and flipping through this memory and making sure there was no omission, Snape said, "Yes, I remembered.

This guy volunteered to join the Death Eaters halfway through.

He's a submissive, yet ambitious guy.

He is one of thousands of Death Eaters, but unlike some Death Eaters who were coerced into joining the Dark Lord, after joining the Death Eaters, he desperately wanted to get close to Voldemort, and he wanted to learn from Voldemort. More black magic, want to get higher power.

Yes, I still remember the look in his ambitious, desperately trying to climb up.

Young, wild and full of desire.

In the beginning, he approached the pure blood family Malfoy.

Lucius said he was a follower, a flatterer, and a flatterer with no bottom line.

After being rejected, he approached Antonin Donohov, Rodolphus Lestrange, Gower and others in turn.

were rejected.

Finally after that event, Voldemort disappeared. "

Speaking of that incident, Snape paused for a while before saying: "After Voldemort disappeared, he and Bella went to find the Auror, tortured Voldemort whereabouts, and after being caught, they were thrown into Azkaban."

After talking about the life of Duwey Jones, Snape asked: "What happened to him?"

"He broke out of jail and escaped Azkaban, and Fudge was worried and wrote to ask me what to do."

Dumbledore said.

"prison Break?"

This is impossible.

Snape was shocked by this. He knew how terrifying and terrifying Azkaban was on the isolated island. Even if he was left in Azkaban, he might not be able to escape.

A mediocre person like Du Wei, how could he escape from Azkaban.

"How did he do that?"

Snape couldn't help asking.

"I don't know, Severus, I don't know."

Dumbledore shook his head and stood up. "The question now is, Severus, do you feel his calling?"

Snape shook his head.

"No, he never called us."

Dumbledore still suspected Voldemort.

Dumbledore was relieved to hear that Voldemort had not summoned followers.

He defined Du Wei's escape, saying that it was probably just an accident and that it didn't seem like a big deal.

Then someone came to Hogwarts with Floo powder.

"Something has happened, Dumbledore, Merlin's beard, I can't imagine how bad things could be like this."

Someone was shouting from below the spiral staircase in the principal's office.

He was stopped by the stone statue.

Fudge didn't look the slightest Minister of Magic at the moment, the sweat on his forehead, but he didn't have time to wipe it off with a handkerchief.

Dumbledore allowed him to enter the headmaster's room, and Fudge grabbed Dumbledore's hand excitedly.

His hands were sticky and full of sweat and grease.

Dumbledore didn't care about this matter. He stared at Fudge gently and said, "Don't worry, Connelly, speak slowly."

"Something happened."

Fudge wailed, "Black, Black escaped! He escaped from Azkaban, too. Dementors can't be trusted."

He panicked, and in less than three days, two Death Eaters escaped one after another.

This is a huge scandal.

Even if he wanted to cover up these two things with other big news, he couldn't find anything scarier than this.

Nothing is more serious than this.

If only Dewey Jones escaped.

It's better to cover up.

Duwey Jones, no one.

Who cares about such a follower?
He was crushed in all directions by Sirius Black, one of the most famous Death Eaters in modern times, and the last heir to the Black blood family.

He is related to almost all the existing pure-blood families, even the Malfoy family, which is in full swing, and the Potter family, who are half-way monks, are not as wealthy and influential as the Black family.

Even if he becomes a prisoner of Azkaban, Sirius holds the Black family's last resources, house-elves, wealth, chattels and real estate.

His escape was like a thunderbolt, making poor Fudge completely helpless.

He lost his mind and came to see Dumbledore in person.

Like a child who has not yet been weaned, seeking help from its mother.

"It's alright, Connelly, it's alright."

Dumbledore comforted Fudge, looked at Snape, noticed Snape's eyes, and saw the flames burning in his eyes.

He read Snape's eyes.

He thought about getting revenge.

He treated the person who killed Lily, whether it was Voldemort or Sirius, the same.

"Okay, Connelly, calm down."

Dumbledore motioned for Fudge to sit down, and his calmness was not only to Fudge, but also to Snape.

"It's okay, it's okay." He made Fudge a cup of tea and motioned him to take a sip and calm down.

"Have you done anything, Fudge?"

Dumbledore asked Fudge.

"Yes, yes, I took measures, I called all the Aurors and Strikers at the Ministry of Magic to set out to look for these two, and I also called the Muggle Prime Minister to have these two men wanted across the country.

Muggle newspapers and TV should now have pictures of the two of them. "

Fudge was a little breathless. In a hurry, he even brushed aside the secrecy law and issued a dangerous wanted for the two. Whether it was a Muggle or a wizard, they were looking for these two prison escapers.

Full of cards.

(End of this chapter)