The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 267 Stimulation
The violent explosion was like a fiery hell composed of flames and shock waves, covering Malfoy Manor.

Du Wei didn't know whether Malfoy Manor had anti-shelling spells, but he knew that Voldemort would not necessarily die from shelling.

Because Malfoy Manor is really too big.

These cannons and dynamite packs cannot plow every inch of land here, so it is somewhat difficult to use this cannon fire to kill Voldemort once and for all.

At least find his residence and attack silently.

And because Voldemort didn't eat, drink, or sleep, and Nagini was by his side, it was a little difficult to keep quiet.

Such a top wizard wants to kill him.

Still think of some other means.

For example, the combination of magic and technology.

Even if it exploded.

A top Auror like Mad-Eye Moody can come out of the center of the explosion. There is no reason why Voldemort, one of the strongest locals, can't come out of the center of the explosion.

Du Wei stood in the distance, looking at the Malfoy Manor shrouded in artillery fire. Dobby twisted his hands together nervously. He had a confirmation letter in his hand. The name on the confirmation letter was Draco After Malfoy, the prayers continued.

Du Wei couldn't hear what he was praying for either.

But when the cannon fire started, Du Wei knew that the fireworks could also start.

"let's start."

He nodded slightly to his side.

Lady Bertha Jorkins joyfully pressed the button.

Fireworks flew up from them, and a luxurious firework that looked like the Riddle Mansion appeared in midair.

In this mansion, Old Tom's family smiled and looked at the Malfoy Manor in front of them.

Little Riddle stood warmly beside Old Tom.

Old Tom touched Little Tom's head hypocritically.

Behind them, there are a few words written in big letters.

It's about welcoming home Tom Riddle or something, and it looks pretty unremarkable.

But this effect is definitely enough. The effect Du Wei wants is very simple, that is, Voldemort goes crazy, and only a crazy Dark Lord is in his interest.

When the fireworks appeared, Bertha glanced at them, and Du Wei grabbed the two of them and disappeared.

He disappeared so fast that even Voldemort didn't expect the perpetrator to run so fast!
Not Avada Kedavra.

The moment he saw the fireworks, Voldemort didn't use Avada Kedavra, it was something similar to the swamp technique. Voldemort came here in an instant, shouting angrily.

In front of him, there was only a hat floating down from the sky.

That was something that Du Wei deliberately left for Voldemort.

Under a spell, the entire land where Du Wei and the others were standing seemed to have turned into a swamp, filled with various foul smells.

Amidst the stench, Voldemort's furious voice was still transmitted.

"Come back, come back, you coward, Dewey Jones, come back to me!"

He yelled loudly, and on his wand, the green Avada splashed like money, exploding on the empty ground.

Too bad Duvi Jones is definitely not coming back.

He set off the fireworks and left!
The fireworks in the sky were still going on, Voldemort held his wand, and poked hard at the fireworks!
The fireworks suddenly disappeared.

Behind him, several Death Eaters chased after him. Narcissa was surrounded by a house-elf. This house-elf was of good skill. .

She loyally ran out with her mistress.

"My master, are you all right?"

She asked Narcissa softly.

Among the pure-blood wizards, Narcissa can be regarded as the wizard who treats the house elves the best, perhaps none of them. The house-elf, the dark lord, still angry, killed the house-elf with Avada Kedavra.

The worry was still on the house-elf's face, but she could never speak.

She wanted to reach out, but in the next second, she was lying on the ground straight.

Narcissa was stunned.

There was a dangerous, scarlet light in Voldemort's eyes. He didn't kill Narcissa. Obviously, although he was angry, he still had a little reason.

"Narcissa Malfoy."

He said without emotion, and Narcissa subconsciously agreed to the Dark Lord's words. Although she didn't know what she said, the Dark Lord didn't seem to care what she said.

Voldemort said coldly: "Find all the shops that buy and sell magic fireworks.

I want the names of all the shops that can buy and sell magic fireworks, and then, you guys..."

His menacing glance flicked across the faces of the rest of the Death Eaters who had escaped.

Those Death Eaters were taken aback, they hurriedly lowered their heads like docile sheep.

"Burn all the shops, kill all the artisans, and give you half a month."

"Understood, my master."

These people said obsequiously, although it sounds weird to kill all the artisans who made magic fireworks, as long as they are not the ones who die.

No one dared to refute the enraged Voldemort.

Voldemort watched the departing Death Eaters.

He didn't want to stay with these people either. These Death Eaters from Germany disappointed him, mainly because the strength of these people was beyond their use.

And because they are not pure-blood families from England, they cannot do many things.

No network!
"Narcissa, what I want you to do must be fast, at least bring Bella, Dolohov and the others out of Azkaban before Hogwarts' summer vacation.

I don't allow them to be there for too long. "

Narcissa was in a daze, looking at the dead house elf lying on the ground.

Voldemort didn't speak anymore, he turned and walked towards the manor. When the manor was under shelling, several important buildings changed.

This is a self-defense measure in the manor.

Similar to breaking away from oneself.

When Voldemort walked over, he kept waving his wand like a conductor, and soon, under his powerful restoration spell, the debris of the buildings destroyed by shelling began to fly back again, just like It's like turning back time and space.

Not only that, a roll of parchment appeared in Voldemort's hand, and some names were written on this roll of parchment. If Dumbledore was there, he would see many familiar names on it.

The names here include the contemporary shopkeeper of Bojinbok Magic Store, the captain of the batter who is now the batterer, the Wizengamot wizard who tried his uncle, and the teacher he asked meticulously when he was in school, Horn s.

"From whom?"

Voldemort thought, he set these people on fire with his wand, and then he set it on one person.

Borginbock, the magic shop.

(End of this chapter)