The card draw starts in Azkaban

The taste of freedom is sweet, so sweet that even a fire dragon forgets the pain all over his body and spreads his wings to fly.

It's blind.

But its nose can still smell the cold air, and it can still smell the smell of water vapor in the air.

It doesn't belong to Gringotts, it belongs to the deep forest and nature.

It wants to drink water and find a place that is suitable for itself.

It flew very high and far, and Du Wei didn't know where he had arrived. He only knew that the dragon carrying him finally got tired after flying for a long time.

It began to gradually lower, lower, lower, and lowered into a lake.

It dived down on its own and threw up huge splashes of water, soaking Du Wei and making him covered in water.

Du Wei jumped off the back of the fire dragon.

This was a place he had never been to before. Du Wei looked over and saw that there were bunkers everywhere on the distant mountains. It looked like a country of bunkers.

Forest coverage is not low.

What's more, there are plenty of wild animals.

“Exotic.”

Du Wei picked up his magic wand and applied several layers of armor to himself.

It is not unusual for the fire dragon to fly out of England. After all, the countries in the entire continent of Europa are not very vast. It is not difficult at all for the fire dragon to cross several countries at this speed.

What surprised Du Wei was that neither Fire Dragon nor he was shot down by missiles along the way.

Could the fire dragon also have the effect of shielding radar?

Du Wei didn't know.

He stared at the dragon, feeling relaxed and exceptionally quiet. He looked at the fire dragon with gentle eyes, watching it burn the surrounding trees clean, watching it gradually dive down, and start drinking water.

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"Ah." Du Wei lay on the ground, supporting his head with both hands and looking at the sky.

He really wanted to rest.

He seemed to be picking up the magic wand, thinking about nothing, not looking at anything.

But just when he was about to use "Avada Kedavra" on himself, he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his arm that suddenly woke him up.

He turned his head and saw the scars on his arms.

Perhaps to be more accurate, it's not a scar.

It was a dog leash that a Dark Lord tied around his men's necks.

Normally, this arm is quite normal.

But now.

Du Wei glanced at his arm.

Voldemort is calling.

He felt the call of the Dark Lord who left his mark.

"It turns out," Du Wei said, "this is what it feels like to be summoned."

Du Wei stood up and looked at the bunker in the distance.

"Albania," Duwei opened his mouth and licked his teeth and said, "Albania is a world-famous country of fortresses.

It's really awesome.

There’s nothing better than now.”

…

Deep inside Gringotts.

Mad-Eye Moody watched helplessly as Dumbledore committed a crime.

This old man with a white beard used magic to open the door in front of him.

And he also took out a lighter-like thing.

It opened quietly, and then the whole world became dark.

Dumbledore cast a spell on the sky.

The sunlight that fell has disappeared.

Darkness returns here.

"If you are willing," Dumbledore said to Moody in the darkness before going in, "could you stop those outside who are planning to come in?

No need to defeat them, just give me some time."

Dumbledore said.

Mad-Eye Moody glanced at the breached cave.

He picked up the wand and said, "Then you'd better hurry up. I don't know if my expulsion spell will have any effect."

"I will, thank you, Moody."

Dumbledore walked into the private vault in front of him, his wand glowing.

Even Dumbledore has never entered the private vaults of these ancient wizards.

He is not qualified.

Dumbledore's family can be regarded as a wizarding family, but compared with the twenty-eight pure-blood families, Dumbledore's family is not prominent enough, and his ancestors did not receive enough benefits from the war against the elves.

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Especially the generation before Dumbledore, his father's generation.

That's really bad.

In the early years, Albus Dumbledore resented all this, resented his family, and refused to forgive himself.

Squib's sister, her father who was thrown into Azkaban because she hurt Muggles, her decadent family, and her youth where she was despised and looked down upon.

The dim past and hard-working school days made Dumbledore extremely extreme at that time, wanting to prove himself and let go of the past.

Then, there is a point of no return.

His father died, his sister died, his brother Aberforth refused to forgive him, and his lover wanted to destroy Muggles, so he personally sent him to prison.

During this process, Dumbledore kept making mistakes and growing up, until now, he has become such an open-minded person.

"I really envy these young people who can still taste the sting of love."

Dumbledore.

This open-minded and happy old man walked into the vault in front of him and exclaimed.

First of all, compared with the other treasury, the treasury of these twenty-eight pure-blood families is obviously much larger than the other treasury.

On the ground, there are gold, silver and some small utensils everywhere.

It seems that many of them are antiques.

Dumbledore looked at it with an archaeological eye and could tell the age of these things.

But he also remembered what he came here to do.

Dumbledore picked up his wand.

He did not use the Flying Curse. The Horcrux here must have cast a protective spell, and the Flying Curse may not be effective.

Tom is not such a stupid boy.

Dumbledore looked around several times with his bright eyes. After a while, he raised his Elder Wand.

He had an idea.

A large number of gold cups, silver cups, gold coins, pearls, and corals all floated up. There were even swords, armor, some documents, and other random things.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and these things seemed to come alive, jumping and sorting themselves into the distance.

It's tap dancing.

Dumbledore was still directing, looking very happy.

The objects here are grouped into one category.

Dumbledore's eyes looked into the distance, looking at the pile of gold cups sorted.

Most of these utensils are attached with magic spells, but unfortunately, the person who casts the spell is no match for Dumbledore in terms of the attainment of this kind of magic spell.

This isn't black magic.

Dumbledore studied these magics very deeply.

Soon, Dumbledore saw one cup among the bouncing golden cups, which was particularly inactive.

It doesn't fit in with the crowd.

This is an extremely beautiful cup. Its ears are made of pure gold. There are also many patterns on this cup.

Among the tap-dancing group, it lay quietly on the ground, completely unaffected by Dumbledore's magic.

"In this case."

Dumbledore took two steps forward, stretched out his wand, and gently picked it up.

He compared it with the Hufflepuff Gold Cup among the portraits and books in his memory.

Yes it is correct.

"I found you, Tom."

Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone, as if he were meeting an old friend.

He stared at this Horcrux. Every Horcrux created by Tom had a captivating effect. Tom was a professional at bewitching people.

It's a pity that Hufflepuff's cup has no effect on reversing life and death.

Therefore, it cannot confuse Dumbledore.

"Dowey Jones, what the hell do you know?"

Dumbledore looked at the cup and said softly.

【You pursue freedom and are willing to sacrifice your life for it.

So, what am I pursuing, Dowey Jones, I am a coward, I neither pursue the truth nor shield my conscience, I will deceive myself, and I was once afraid of the magic mirror.

I am not afraid of death, but I long for new life.

I pay attention to order.

But I also understand freedom.]

After he finished speaking these words softly, he heard Mad-Eye Moody's voice outside.

"Hurry up, Dumbledore, I can't hold it any longer. Someone is coming in from outside."

"Good, I understand, thank you, Moody."

Dumbledore raised his voice and answered Moody.

After saying this, he placed the golden cup on the ground.

"Goodbye, Tom."

He raised his wand.

Used magic on this golden cup.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Under the flash of green light, a green phantom appeared in front of Harry's eyes again. The severe pain made him scream and lie down straight from the chair, startling Lupine next to him.

Harry saw, no, he heard someone screaming.

"You are not him, who are you? How dare you steal my people!"

That was an angry voice.

It lay on the ground and wanted to attack the person in front of it, but was stopped by an invisible barrier.

It felt extremely angry.

"Harry, Harry, what's wrong with you?"

Harry's sudden collapse frightened Lupine.

The real Lupine.

Lupine tried to wake Harry up, but Harry fell into a deep sleep and couldn't hear him at all.

A big black dog ran out of his place and met Harry Potter.

"We need to take him to Madam Pomfrey, something happened to Harry."

Lupine said to the big black dog.

Lupine didn't know what was happening at all, he was just a new teacher.

Just now, while he was staring into Harry's mother's eyes, Harry suddenly fell to the ground in pain, with sweat on his head, and started convulsing, which shocked Lupine.

Fortunately, he realized immediately and should take Harry to the school hospital.

The big black dog was on the side, eager to pick Harry up and run away!

Lupine grabbed Harry, causing him to shake.

Didn't move.

Being imprisoned for so long is not without side effects.

Lu Ping's strength seemed to be shrinking a bit.

In desperation, Lupine tapped Harry with his wand. Harry stumbled and followed Lupine as if he was suspended by invisible threads.

He strode outside.

On the way, he also met Ron and Hermione. Ron and Hermione were extremely surprised to see Harry like this.

"What's wrong with him, Professor?"

Hermione asked Lupin.

Lupine pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know, madam, but please get out of the way and don't delay me from taking Harry to see Madam Pomfrey."

"This lady?"

Even Hermione was surprised when she heard Professor Lupin's unfamiliar title.