The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 185 nice, doctor [22]

"Is it urgent?"

Dumbledore opened the headmaster's door, and at the same time, he saw the message on the other side.

At this time, his expression became strange.

He subconsciously looked at Snape.

There is some unbearable in the eyes.

The stone statue at the door of the principal's office also slowly turned around after Dumbledore gave the order.

Outside, Hagrid walked in.

"Hello, Hagrid."

Hagrid saw the combination present at the first glance.

He was a little bewildered.

Lupine greeted Hagrid, and Hagrid looked at Sirius in a daze—of course he knew Sirius, the flying motorcycle he sat on when he went to pick up Harry Potter in the year when Harry's parents had an accident, It was borrowed from Sirius.

At that time, his relationship with Sirius was pretty good.

He didn't know that Sirius was a traitor.

But now, he has arrived at Sirius Black, and he obviously didn't react.

Prisoner of Azkaban, why did he appear here?

So grandiose?
He stared dumbfounded at the people present, and Dumbledore comforted him: "It's okay, Hagrid, you read that right, it's Mr. Black, Sirius.

Mr. Sirius Black is innocent. As for why he is innocent, I can tell you next.

But now, where is the urgent letter you said?Is it this one? "

Dumbledore came over and took the letter.

"Yes," Hagrid swallowed, "it's this letter, Professor, from Gringotts. It says that this letter is very important and urgent, and needs to be sent to Professor Snape."

"give me?"

Snape glanced at the letter in surprise, and took it.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, about to say something.

Finally he shut up.

He looked at Snape.

When he heard the news from Gringotts, Sirius sat on the chair, grinned and laughed.

Snape sensed something ominous.

After he opened and read the letter, his expression suddenly became extraordinarily exciting.

Sirius looked at his expression happily, showing a happy smile.

Dumbledore kept the news in his eyes, he sighed, and pulled out his wand, making sure that Severus' wand was in his hand before he felt relieved.

Snape's face was all black.

Every piece of news in the letter seemed to have been cast on him by a curse.

Gringotts stolen.

His private treasury was swept away.

Duvi Jones ransacked his personal vault.

Put a lot of acromantia inside.

His vault became an ominous place.

Snape put down the letter paper in his hand, and Lupine saw that Snape's hand was so hard that the letter paper in his hand was almost crushed.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Sirius and said, "You guys did it, didn't you? Did you raid my vault on purpose?"

"Of course, Snape, we did it.

We do it on purpose. "

Sirius admitted it!
He said loudly and proudly.

Snape nodded, and he laughed angrily.

"good very good."

He stared at Dumbledore.

"Give me back my wand."

Snape said seriously, and Dumbledore shook his head.

"You need to calm down, Severus, it won't do you any good."

"Give me my wand, don't make me say it a second time, Dumbledore, give me, my, wand!"

Dumbledore shrugged, looking helpless.

He produced Mr. Severus' wand, but gave Lupine a wink as he handed it back.

Lupine was behind him, giving a knowing tap of his wand.

"Passed out."

Lupine said softly.

Snape was so angry that he never thought that besides Sirius who couldn't move, there was Lupine standing beside him in the headmaster's office at this moment.

Because Lupine was usually too gentle, Snape never thought that Lupine was also a wizard.

He'll do it too.

Snape fell to the ground.

One knocked Snape unconscious, and Lupine shrugged at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore sighed too.

He looked at Snape who was lying on the ground and said, "Well, let's get down to business, your friend, Dewey Jones."

Dumbledore said: "Here is a news, my friend, sent me news in Albania.

In Albania, your friend Duvi Jones went on a rampage. He killed more than 30 Death Eaters. At the same time, he said to the rest of the country's Ministry of Magic officers who rushed over. "

"You almost caught my master, Voldemort."

Albania, attached to Nagini's body, Voldemort's pain is beyond words.

Even Voldemort couldn't bear the pain of tearing the soul too many times.

Pain does not numb, the pain of the soul only makes people constantly afraid.

Let alone this time.

He also tasted the pain of Cruciatus.

Before Voldemort, he had never suffered the pain of Cruciatus at all. For him, the three unforgivable curses were all cast on others by him, and no one could cast these spells on him.

Today, for the first time in my life, I was "crushed" by someone,

The feeling of dying was only felt when he split the Horcrux.

So he is very angry!
Out of fear, so angry!
If Duvi Jones had known about this, he would have ridiculed Voldemort.

You this is called "incompetent rage".

You are a cowardly coward.

Du Wei is not Voldemort's opponent, but he can laugh at Voldemort.

Because Voldemort is a coward, no matter how superb his magic is, as long as he is still afraid of death, it is the biggest flaw.

He could obviously take a gamble when he was "cruciating the bone".

He still has a Horcrux, no matter how painful it is, he can survive. Du Wei is different, Du Wei has only one life, and when he reaches the limit, he will die.

However, Voldemort escaped.

He lost.

Nagini was extremely painful from being burned by the demon fire, plus a half-dead Voldemort, the two of them can't even beat a serious Auror now.

It fled Albania far away.

Four countries, no, now there should be officers of the Ministry of Magic of six countries, all of them are in Albania, the big snake has to stay away from here, stay away from these wizards, all the power that Voldemort accumulated not long ago has disappeared.

melted.

If caught by these Ministry operatives, Voldemort's worst fears would happen.

He will be caught by these nasty wizards, and then thrown to the British Ministry of Magic. According to Voldemort's understanding of the British Ministry of Magic, the favorite thing for these Ministry of Magic bureaucrats is to throw out hot potatoes.

Therefore, he fell into the hands of these Ministry of Magic officers, which was equivalent to being thrown into Dumbledore's hands.

See Dumbledore when he's not in his prime.

This was what he was most afraid of.

He's the reason he doesn't want to get caught.

Besides, even though Voldemort didn't admit it, he was still nervous when he thought of that crazy Duvi Jones.

Because of the change of location, his end will not be better than today.

So he needs a physical body.

A body that can bear his strength.

He has found a way.

But he was still missing something.

What he needed was his father's bones, the blood of his enemies, the flesh of his servants, and the rest, just some common alchemy materials, which he could gather together.

Only the flesh of servants and the blood of enemies is a bit difficult.

Not long ago, he had many servants.

But just now, all his servants died.

As for the former servants, Voldemort could not believe them.

Even Lucius Malfoy.

The person who is most loyal to him, Bella, she is in Azkaban, and he can't go to Azkaban in his current state.

Of course, if he is willing to give up some conditions, it is not difficult to get a body that is convenient for him.

But this is not what he wants.

He has endured for so many years, just for a perfect body.

Because of Du Wei, is it worth changing your plan?
"what should I do?"

Voldemort was only momentarily lost.

When he reappeared, his scarlet eyes were full of evil and blood.

He was able to cross the strait with a wisp of remnant soul, so naturally he would not give up easily, but for so many years, he had worked so hard for Harry Potter's blood, but in the end because of Duvi Jones, he finally wanted to Or change your plans.

Not worth it, but no way!

Not perfect, but no choice.

When Voldemort thought of it, he was ready to resurrect and kill Duwei Jones.

Even if because of this, Voldemort will lose some of the things he originally pursued, it doesn't matter.

Things are always prioritized.

Killing Duwei Jones now is the most urgent thing.

……

London.

Lady Bertha's apartment.

St. Mungo's healer swallowed. He turned his head to see Lady Bertha Jorkins holding a wand behind her, and standing behind her, more Ministry of Magic officers.

They all looked at the therapist in silence.

Therapist, want to cry but have no tears.

He was tricked here. Originally, Ms. Bertha came to him and said that someone from the Ministry of Magic was injured and needed his treatment.Poor Mr. Therapist didn't think much about it at all. There are too many staff members of the Ministry of Magic who have been treating illnesses in the past few days. The lunatic Duvi Jones led the Death Eaters to attack the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic is full of wounded people. , he came to treat illnesses and save lives, and he had expected it a long time ago.

But after arriving at the apartment and seeing the patient, St. Mungo's therapist, despaired.

He thought his patient was a dying Ministry of Magic officer, but when he went to the place, he found that his patient was Dewey Jones.

"I," August Pye, the therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital, said cautiously, "I'm just an assistant therapist, you know?

I'm in charge of the biological damage department, and I'm a rookie.

I can't cure this gentleman's disease. "

he said separately.

Bertha Jorkins did not speak, her eyes were red, as if she had just cried, but no matter what August said, Bertha was firm.

"I do not care."

"You heal."

"I'll kill you if I can't cure it."

She repeated these three sentences over and over, as if unable to communicate.

August also looked desperate.

"Don't worry, Doctor, you're a wonderful man."

Beside him, Duwei Jones comforted him and said, "Let it go, there will be no consequences."

August didn't believe a word of Du Wei Jones' words. He was so sad that he wanted to cry, but seeing Du Wei's injury, he still took out his medicine box and planned to keep him alive first.

It can also be regarded as maintaining one's own life.

Fortunately, most of Du Wei's injuries can still form some connection with the biological injury department.

Anyway, St. Mungo may not be able to cure his mental illness.

August took Duwei Jones' broken bone towards the inside. He knew it was extremely painful, so he always paid attention to Duwei Jones' every move, and when he saw Duwei Jones picked up the wand , he was startled.

Thought Du Wei was going to kill him.

But who knows, Duwei Jones just "relaxed and vented" on his leg.

"Pain is a kind of vigilance and a kind of injury. Even if I know that I should not fight against your movements, but for self-protection, I will still protect myself and fight against you with strength.

Normally, I would think some kind of anesthesia is needed at this time, but it looks like you don't. "

Duwei Jones looked at him calmly and said, "So, I will lower the difficulty for you."

Bertha Jorkins came over crying, and Du Wei motioned her to sit down, gently stroked her hair, and looked at the marginalized people standing there. There were still a few people who he was more familiar with, such as Mr. Lawrence, There are a few more, he can call out his name.

These people are all good.

At least they understand when to stand in line.

Loyalty is important.

The physical pain made Du Wei's spirit more sober.

"Come here, don't threaten Mr. Therapist."

He smiled and said that he looked perfectly normal at this moment. These people all glanced at each other, walked to his side, and put down their wands.

They all looked at Du Wei and August.

August was under a lot of pressure. Due to Du Wei's injuries and blood loss, even a wizard could hardly survive. It was hard to imagine how he was still rational under such a situation.

"What has happened, Mr. Jones, my master?"

Bertha Jorkins cried and asked, Du Wei touched her head and said softly: "Don't cry, Bertha, it's nothing.

I just had a fight with Voldemort. I used the lives of 33 people and half of Voldemort's soul to replace my scars.

It's a good deal already, isn't it? "

Hearing Du Wei's words, August trembled with fright.

Subconsciously, he looked up at Duwei Jones in panic, only to find that Duwei Jones was looking at him with his head tilted.

"Calm down, Mr. August, as a therapist, shouldn't you maintain a sane state?

By the way, what is the potion you fed me just now?

After drinking that potion, I feel much more awake. "

Du Wei said with some emotion: "I don't even need to use Cruciatus to stay awake. Your medicine is really useful to me, so, doctor, thank you for telling me not to face my temple. Cruciatus.

When I see green now, I feel a little sick. "

(End of this chapter)