Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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"Crack."

Biting the bone stick in his hand, the dark wizard Modal gobbled up his dinner.

This is the seventh day of his escape from Azkaban. Those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic have been active recently. Before that, he had escaped at least three waves of inspections.

Even in such a small country place, Modal did not take it lightly, always holding the cherry wood wand-the wand was very uncomfortable, he snatched it from an unlucky man in the black market.

It was with this magic wand that he had the power to protect himself.

From this point of view, he is quite lucky.

"Woohoo!"

He was chewing on bones, and suddenly, a sharp siren rang.

So scared, Modal stopped quickly.

He hid behind the pile of firewood and looked out vigilantly, but saw several Ministry of Magic Aurors riding broomsticks flying in the sky not far away.

"so annoying."

Modal cursed secretly, and huddled motionless behind the firewood.

He didn't understand, why these Aurors were like crazy, chasing prisoners like them and biting them?

Sauron, who is clearly "death bloom", is the biggest enemy of the Ministry of Magic!

"Oh, or I will go to Paradise Street."

When he was in prison, he knew through various means that there was a new organization called "Death Bloom".

The owner of "Death Bloom", "The Demon Lord" Sauron is a ruthless man who single-handedly set fire to the Ministry of Magic. His power has developed rapidly, and there is almost a tendency to oppose the Ministry of Magic in Europe.

But he Modal doesn't like being controlled, he likes freedom.

Therefore, he did not go to "death bloom" like most fugitives, but wanted to try to escape abroad and start a new life.

But now it seems that to recognize a boss and hold a thigh seems to be the most correct way.

Those patrolling Aurors came quickly, and went quickly.

In a short while, he flew over this small village.

Modal's heart loosened, and a sneer hung over his mouth.

Thanks to Cornelius Fudge.

If it hadn't been for this old fool and great joy, he would not have escaped so easily if he wanted to make some achievements and show it to the outside world-the newly equipped "siren" was simply a reminder.

"time to go."

Although escaped the search once again, Modal felt that this small village was no longer safe.

Without alarming anyone, he quietly left the village, but he did not expect to bump into two men in gray robes!

"Oh shit!"

Where are so many wizards in such a remote village?

Looking at the two men who were clearly different from Muggles, Modal cursed inwardly.

"Hey, brother, how are you."

However, the two gray-robed men did not seem to be the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, and seeing Modal who were obviously not like good people, they were not nervous, but exuded a kind of "similar aura."

"who are you."

The cherry wood wand was tightly held in the palm of his hand, and Modal did not put down his guard.

Appearing in such a small village at night, the behavior itself is weird enough.

"We? We are the Paradise Street Security Team."

One of the gray-robed men smiled.

The other man in gray robes shot a spell from his sleeve neatly and without any hesitation.

"What..."

Modal is still careless.

Fugitives, every bit of trouble should be taken seriously.

He didn't expect that two people who looked similar to him, even heavier than him, would fight the killer without hesitation.

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Isn't that the site of "death bloom"?

Why does "Death Bloom" help the Ministry of Magic!

Modal didn't think about these questions until he died...

"The third."

The death of Modal made the two gray-robed men very happy. They seemed to have done the most trivial thing, drawing a big cross on one of the many wanted orders.

This is all merit!

With a solid record, they will definitely be able to get another promotion within the organization in the future.

"Go, try to find another one before tomorrow."

The two smiled and drifted away.

Don't think that there is no competition among the security officers. Rather, the competition among the security officers is more intense than that of the Ministry of Magic.

They are all people who are not content with the status quo. Now they finally have a chance to perform. Can they show their faces and brush their presence in front of Lord Sauron?

Things like this happen all over the UK.

The Ministry of Magic is in the light, and the security team is in the dark.

The efficiency of arresting prisoners is almost the highest in history.

However, within one week of work, a third of those fugitives were arrested, which was unimaginable before!

For the first time, people realized the power of "death bloom"...

Ordinary wizards have greatly changed their impression of this organization that can stand against the Ministry of Magic.

Avery was right.

In the Azkaban Prison riot, not only did the reputation of "death bloom" not decline, but it soared.The sales of goods on Paradise Street also hit a new high.

Avery and Karak laughed from ear to ear.

The Lord is still foresight.

Turning a crisis into an opportunity is absolutely everyone's vision!

Everyone was very happy, including those Aurors who were so disgusted and so happy that they took off.

But, except for one person...

That is Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic.

"There is such a strong army hidden under my nose, Sauron, what on earth do you want to do!"

Three hundred people who maintain street order.

It doesn't sound like anything, even if you taste it carefully, it seems a bit LOW.

But Cornelius Fudge has witnessed what kind of strength he thinks people who are relatively LOW have exploded in this week.

too frightening.

Don't say it's searching for some fugitives.

These people can come to their Ministry of Magic to block the door if they are slightly armed.

You know, the Aurors from the "Auror Office" and the "Mystery Department" add up to less than 300!

The invisible threat hovered over his head, and Connelly only felt a lasso around his neck.

The lasso was in Sauron's hands.

"No, it can't go on like this."

Cornelius Fudge felt that if he didn't do anything, the Ministry of Magic would be completely finished.

After more than a year of disappearance, everyone seems to have forgotten Sauron's crimes.But he didn't. He, the Minister of Magic, remembered everything clearly.

Business alliance?Security officer?Law-abiding people?

If Sauron had no ambition, he would eat the table in front of him!

"Can you put the so-called security guards and prisoners in prison after the matter is over..."

A gleam of light flashed in Old Fudge's eyes.

He began to calculate.

If some of Sauron's men were taken down by lightning speed, what chance would the Ministry of Magic and "Death Bloom" win the battle.