The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 196 Because I'm Dumbledore [Plus 2]

"Who gave him the wand, and who allowed him to bring it in!"

"Where's the hitter?"

In the Wizengamot Judgment Hall, there were old wizards shouting, but unfortunately, no one rushed in to protect them.

The gate was firmly closed, and within the closed gate, Sirius "opened a killing spree!"

The angry man waved his wand and knocked down one wizard after another. Even Scrimgeour was knocked out by Sirius and lay on the ground.

In order to make sure that he really passed out, Dumbledore quietly got under his robes.He snapped his fingers to make sure he slept more peacefully.

Those wizards of the wizarding group who wanted to do something, after being named by Sirius, shrank in their seats, trembling.

"Squat down and throw your wand out!"

Sirius roared, and amidst his roar, Pettigrew screamed, trying to turn himself into a mouse and escape from here.

But it is a pity that Peter Pettigrew cannot become a mouse.

All over him, there is no magic at all.

He wanted to rush out, but was pointed at the back by Sirius.

Peter Pettigrew was completely desperate. He closed his eyes and curled his hands in front of him, like a magnified mouse.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me, kill me, you will be a murderer all your life."

Peter Pettigrew closed his eyes and screamed heart-piercingly.

Sirius laughed ferociously.

"Then call me a murderer all my life!"

Sirius' heart was dead.

He didn't care if he was a murderer or not.

He only thought of what Lupine told himself, and what Dewey Jones told him. For a moment, Sirius felt that Dewey Jones was lying to him, but soon, Sirius felt sorry for himself. to shame.

He slapped himself across the face.

Duvi Jones had an unbreakable oath with him.

Even Peter Pettigrew himself was found by Duvi Jones.

If these are what he really wants to see, isn't he afraid of the unbreakable oath?

Besides, Dewey Jones wasn't like that.

Sirius took a deep breath.

He was about to cast a combined spell that would take the life out of Peter Pettigrew.

Before making a move, he subconsciously glanced at Dumbledore, who stood aside like this, watching Sirius kill all directions—Sirius was covered with defensive spells he had applied, and several spells hit him. On Sirius, it didn't work.

He was helping Sirius, solving problems.

Next to him, is Ms. Bernsch.

At the beginning of the battle, he pulled Ms. Burns aside. Ms. Burns looked nervously at the scene in front of her, but it could be seen that if Sirius didn't intend to hurt innocent people, she wouldn't do it—— Obviously, the innocents Ms. Burns said did not include Peter Pettigrew.

That's why Sirius didn't kill the Wizengamot wizards.

There were voices from outside too—the Aurors couldn't do too much, but they could buy time.

And it made a huge noise that couldn't be covered even by the soundproof door, reminding Sirius.

Both Dumbledore and Ms. Burns looked at Sirius quietly, waiting for his decision.

If he kills Peter Pettigrew, then he will never be able to gain a real reputation—after all, he killed his only witness with his own hands, killing Peter Pettigrew, he doesn't even have the last orphan certificate come.

However, if he didn't kill Peter Pettigrew, there would be no difference in the consequences. If Peter Pettigrew stayed here, within half an hour, a dementor would give him a peaceful kiss.

Those old nobles never knew what a promise was.

They are liars, they are executioners, they are demons in gowns, holding knives and forks, devouring the flesh and blood of the lower classes.

They have no conscience, they have no virtue, they only have superficial gentleness and behind-the-scenes disgust. When they shake hands with you, they always want to stab the steak knife in their hands into your heart.

None of them can be trusted.

Sirius raised his wand, aimed it at the screaming Peter Pettigrew, and made up his mind.

He drew his wand on Peter Pettigrew's face, stunned Peter Pettigrew.

Thanks Ollivander.

The wand he made is really flexible.

Sirius put away his wand and kicked Peter Pettigrew in the face, knocking him unconscious.

Peter Pettigrew's screams came to an abrupt end, and a smear of blood and teeth fell on the carpet of the Wizengamot Tribunal.

Dumbledore shrugged.

This scene looks really bloody and violent.

However, Sirius did not choose to kill Peter Pettigrew, which also made Dumbledore feel a little unexpected.

He had thought that Peter Pettigrew would definitely die here.

Sirius grabbed Peter Pettigrew and dragged him along the ground.

He doesn't care much about whether he can vindicate Peter the dwarf.What he cares about is that if he really kills Peter Pettigrew here, there is no doubt that the difficulty for Duwei Jones to reverse the case for him will rise rapidly.

He didn't want to lose his few friends.

He didn't even want Duvi Jones dead.

Grabbing Peter Pettigrew, Sirius took a last look at Dumbledore. Under the noses of so many people, Dumbledore waved "goodbye" grandiosely to Sirius.

By the way, a flame from someone unknown burned the teeth on the ground clean.

Wipe away the blood in the carpet.

Ms. Burnsshire glanced at Dumbledore, but said nothing.

Sirius strode out towards the outside, he had never been so awake like now, nor had he known so clearly what he wanted to do.

Dumbledore heard the exaggerated shouts outside and the sound of falling, continued to shrug his shoulders, and said to Ms. Burns next to him: "It seems that today's trial was a mess, and it is really frustrating.

So, ma'am, would you like a glass of my dragon wine?I can assure you, it tastes, well, great.

If I remember correctly, Mad-Eye Moody is coming with it in a little while. "

"Of course I trust your craft, but Albus, I'm afraid I don't have time to come and have a drink with you."

She looked at the Wizengamot wizards present who were gradually standing up and said, "I'm afraid you are in trouble."

"Oh? Trouble?"

Dumbledore looked at Ms. Burnsche cheerfully, and said happily, "I've never been afraid of trouble, Emilia, I've never been afraid."

When it came to this point, Flint came over aggressively.

"Where did Sirius get his wand, Dumbledore, I need you to give me an explanation."

Dumbledore looked at him with blue eyes.

"who are you?"

asked Dumbledore, smiling.

Flint felt suffocated for a moment.

Dumbledore tilted his head, and said to Ms. Burns, "I'm sorry, it may be that I haven't been to the Ministry of Magic for a long time, so I have a question, that is, does the Wizengamot have law enforcement powers?

Can it tell me what to do and what not to do?

Or the members of the Wizengamot, when can they confront their chief wizard, eh?In the form of questioning the prisoner? "

Ms. Burns immediately understood, she said with a cold face, "Of course not, Professor Dumbledore."

"Thank you for your answer, Ms. Bernsch."

Dumbledore looked at Flint and said, "So, Flint, are you questioning me?
Or are you going to duel with me?Solving problems with the oldest method in the wizarding world? "

Dumbledore stretched out his hand and looked, a little disappointed.

"No gloves."

Flint swallowed.

Dumbledore continued, "But I can conjure gloves. Would you like to try, Flint?"

"Dumbledore, you wait to enter Azkaban."

Hearing the name of the place, an imperceptible sadness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. It seemed that every time he talked about that place, it would touch the old man's emotions.

So when he heard Azkaban, he said firmly to Flint: "Then I'll be at Hogwarts, waiting for your arrival, Flint.

And, you, you. "

Dumbledore walked towards the door by himself, and he said indifferently: "Please remember one sentence, that is, I will never go to Azkaban.

never! "

This time, there was no phoenix, but Dumbledore turned into a puff of black smoke—this was not Apparation, nor Apparition, it was a kind of magic that the wizards present, none of them knew, after Dumbledore appeared again , in the hall of magic, people were surprised to see Dumbledore's resolute face, leaving from the guest department—the re-established guest department!

"No reason!"

Those wizards were driven mad by Dumbledore, but they could do nothing. Looking at Dumbledore who walked out, they neither dared to fight him, nor could they really ask Ms. Zkaban,
As for Aurors?
Aurors acted, either the Minister (vacant position) ordered, or they determined that Dumbledore was a Death Eater, and they acted according to law.

Other than that, nothing is possible.

In other words, right now, it is absolutely impossible.

"We're going to fire him and tell him to get out of the Wizengamot."

"Yes, take back his position as chief wizard of the Wizengamot!"

"Take back his badge!"

These people shouted angrily, Ms. Burns looked at these wizards disappointedly, turned and left.

And on the sixth floor of the Ministry of Magic, Sirius "killed all directions" all the way to the Department of Magical Transportation, when he found the place Mad-Eye Moody said.

At the door of the toilet, he saw a familiar person.

Dewey Jones sat there, not minding the toilet behind him, holding a bar of chocolate.

Seeing Sirius approaching, he broke open some chocolate, handed it to Sirius Black and said, "Have some?"

Sirius laughed, he left Peter Pettigrew, walked over with big strides, and hugged Duvi Jones.

"My friend, you don't have to go this way at all."

During the hug, Duvi Jones whispered in Sirius' ear, "You should come with me, my friend.

We should be on the right track.

Today, you're going out with me to a show.

A show I gave to all the people in the Ministry of Magic, there was only one road left.

Saw a road I left for them so they could see a closing trick.

This road, I call it, the end of pure blood. "

　Thanks to the book friends, Er Heqiu, Kuangfeng 1987, hehehe, my fairy sword is beautiful, the almost existing meow, a few book friends for the rewards, thank you
　　
　
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