The card draw starts in Azkaban

Ludo Bagman is a young man who seems to be quite energetic, but he is also an unlucky child. His unluckiness is not only unlucky, but also because he is a man who is trapped in gambling and is being collected by goblins for his debts.

The more important reason is his acting role.

This poor old man, who only appears in the book, is an unlucky guy used to release the fog. His function is to make others doubt him and reduce the possibility of Barty Crouch Jr. being exposed.

All of his scenes in the movie were deleted.

An unimportant role.

It wasn't until he was caught in front of Du Wei that Du Wei saw the appearance of this casino guy. He looked energetic. At least in terms of appearance, people who weren't familiar with him wouldn't be able to tell at a glance that he was a fool.

of.

He is suitable for being a public spokesperson, and at least looks interesting, similar to Lockhart.

He was easily attacked by Bertha Jorkins and her men, and several wizards held him in front of Du Wei. When he saw the person in front of him, Mr. Ludo's legs really weakened.

If someone hadn't been holding him up, he might have knelt down.

"Du, Duwe Jones, it's you!"

He stammered.

"It's me, Mr. Bagman, please don't be surprised, it is indeed me who wants to see you.

Sit down, sit down and talk to me, otherwise I will appear rude."

Duwei said absently, fiddling with the wand at hand. Bagman did not dare to say anything. He just sat stiffly on the chair. Duwei Jones didn't seem to care about him.

Compared to the sunshine, the Mr. Bagman in front of Du Wei was worthless.

Du Wei didn't speak, and Bagman didn't dare to speak even more. He didn't even dare to breathe, but because he held his breath for too long, his face looked a little red.

It was extremely uncomfortable to be held back.

"You can breathe."

Dewey Jones reminded him friendly.

Bagman showed an ugly smile.

It looked like he wanted to cry more than he wanted to laugh.

He smiled ingratiatingly at Dowey Jones.

Dowey Jones was also like a mirror, smiling at him in a friendly manner, but his empty eyes and stretched muscles always looked a bit perceptive.

Bagman swallowed. He subconsciously wanted to touch his beardless chin, but soon he realized that he was in front of Dowey Jones. He carefully peeked at Dowey Jones, but it was strange.

Unfortunately, Dewey Jones ignored him.

He continued to lower his head, not knowing what he was doing.

The people around me didn't speak either.

In such a dull and strange atmosphere, poor Bagman felt that his heart was about to stop beating. Every minute and every second he spent here was in incomparable suffering.

Dowey Jones remains calm.

He is waiting, waiting for those goblins to transfer the debt.

"I am a law-abiding person."

He was talking to himself, while Sirius stood not far away and said nothing.

He took a sip of wine, seemingly intending to soak himself in the wine.

He felt that only when he was drunk could he be able to keep up with Dowey Jones' thinking and brain.

Although that was just his illusion.

…

London, West End, newly built Leprechaun pub, doors open.

Can and Locomotive walked in arrogantly, followed by a reluctant Griphook.

The dark wizard looked in, but compared to the number of dark wizards before, the number of dark wizards here seemed a bit scarce.

There is no way around this. Due to education in recent years, the number of dark wizards has been very rare, and they have rarely been joined by new blood.

After Dowey Jones did a little "artistic" work, a large number of old ones died, and no new blood joined, and the entire number of dark wizards was in jeopardy.

They are inherently non-renewable energy sources.

The goblin guarding here is a big, round guy, and he looks surprisingly fat.

The extra-large dress was so heavy on his body that the buttons were almost stretched out by him.

The goblin who was holding a cigar and spraying lychee-flavored smoke narrowed his eyes nervously when he saw a few uninvited guests coming in. He subconsciously wanted to warn, but unfortunately, no goblin knows a goblin better than a goblin.

"Put away your dirty hands, bastard, if you dare to mess around here, I swear, I will break your head and let you know clearly how steady my old dog's hands are!

"

The locomotive said boldly. He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the goblin's head. From the look on his face, he didn't seem to be threatening, but rather informing the other party.

When the goblin heard this, his face turned very ugly.

"Are you running wild on my territory?"

He said gloomily.

"We're not being wild," Can said, "We just want to talk to you."

"It has nothing to do with you anymore, you can leave!"

Can Can said to these dark wizards in a carefree manner. Those dark wizards remained motionless. Some of them even looked at these goblins jokingly.

A dark wizard said without lowering his voice: "A bunch of bastards."

No concealed disdain.

Can looked at them.

The dark wizards also looked at him provocatively.

"Want to try my dark magic, goblin?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on his ugly face.

"Of course I do. If you don't mind, you can stay here and wait for our boss to come.

Oh, by the way, let me tell you, now we are working for Mr. Jones.

Now, anyone who doesn't want to be an enemy of Mr. Jones should get out of here."

Can Can shouted sharply!

"Jones? Which Jones?"

A dark wizard continued to speak nonchalantly, but halfway through his words, he felt like a duck with its neck stuck.

He suddenly remembered something.

He couldn't laugh.

He thought of Mr. Jones, who he might be.

He was fast, but there were people faster than him. After guessing these goblin bosses, someone had already stood up and walked out, and the same was true for the cursed wizard.

He stood up very quickly, put on his cloak, cast magic on himself, and rushed out the door.

It's less than a minute.

The dark wizard who was originally going to watch the excitement disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the goblin in the dress became even more panicked. He knew that these goblins might be working for Dowey Jones. After all, after Griphook disappeared, Gringotts suffered a violent invasion.

Everyone knows who invaded Gringotts.

Dewey Jones rode on the dragon and killed several goblins from Gringotts. He placed the giant spider in Snape's private vault and eliminated the goblin members of three teams.

Even Gringotts cannot bear such a loss!

The vitality is severely damaged.

Now seeing them coming in, the goblin's first reaction was that he was being targeted by Dowey Jones.

"What are you going to do?"

The fat goblin asked stiffly, "I'm from Gringotts."

"Nothing, we just want to know who signed the contract with Mr. Ludo Bagman? Is it you or who?

Don't lie, our patience is limited."

Can Can took out his wand, pointed it at the fat goblin and asked.

The fat goblin swallowed and said, "It's me!"

"Very good, very good, to be precise, great!"

Can Can said, "Take out the contract, I think we have something we are interested in making!"

"Absolutely impossible, don't even think about it!"

The fat goblin said viciously. He suddenly became tough in front of money.

These fairies all look the same, they are all born Grandet.

To take away the wealth in their hands is like killing them.

No, it's more difficult than killing them!

"Bang!"

The locomotive shot the fat goblin in the leg mercilessly, telling him to feel the pain!

"I said, we serve Mr. Jones, and what we mean by serving Mr. Jones is that if you are unwilling to trade with us, we will force you to trade.

You know, there is also a set of black market rules between us! Don't make it difficult for us to do each other.

If Mr. Jones comes, then we won't come with this discussion!

I think you know what the consequences will be when the time comes!"

The locomotive said, and he stared at the fat goblin fiercely. The fat goblin was lying on the ground, covering his bleeding thigh with his hands. He opened his mouth in pain with a mosaic of words. After three consecutive words, he said: "Damn it, damn it, damn it.

!Okay, I’ll give you a contract, I’ll give you a contract!

You will be hunted by goblins, traitors, and you will never be tolerated by goblins, ever!"

The fat goblin cursed fiercely, but it was obvious that none of the goblins present cared about this threat - except Griphook. Unfortunately, no one here cared about Griphook.

As for the locomotive and the can, they felt that compared with Dowey Jones, the hunt by the goblin was not necessarily that scary.

"We will not take your contract in vain, Mr. Jones is a reasonable man!"

After getting the contract, Locomotive took out Xiu Xiu according to the number on it, and began to scratch Xiu Xiu's belly. After a while, the goblins carefully counted them one by one.

After paying the price, the gold coins, silver coins and copper coins were placed in front of him separately.

"Sign the contract."

These goblins know very well about magic contracts and know how to make this magic contract come into effect. Under their inspection, even if the goblins on the other side are equally cunning, there is still no way to tamper with the contract.

Right here, when these goblins were getting back the magic contract, Dowey Jones was humming music softly and wandering around.

After spending fifteen minutes that were worse than death, Bagman finally couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Du Wei, please take me here..."

While he was speaking, Dowey Jones suddenly raised his index finger and placed it in front of him.

"Shh!"

He stood up, leaned forward and said: "Don't talk, Mr. Bagman, and enjoy the quiet, isn't it a good thing?

Why are you always such a nuisance to the scenery, interrupting such hard-earned tranquility?

Did you know that Jingjing can also get angry? She feels disrespected because of what you said.

Listen, this is the calm before the storm."

He suddenly smiled strangely, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "The calm before the storm is like Beethoven's Tempest Sonata."

After stretching his body, Duwei Jones's body made a "squeaking" sound, and he came behind Ludo.

At this moment, Lu Duo wished that he had not said too much just now.

But it's too late.

Du Wei reached out and grabbed his shoulders, lowered his head gently, and said in his ear: "Since you can't wait so hard, then, Mr. Ludo, let's get started.

Mr. Ludo Bagman, I heard you were a good athlete and a good hitter?"

Ludo Bagman nodded slightly stiffly.

Sensing Lu Duo's stiffness, Du Wei raised the corners of his mouth and smiled again.

"It's fun, fun as hell. Relax, my friend."

He continued in a low voice: "I heard, yes, I heard, it's such a pity, isn't it, that I was imprisoned in that damn, sorry, sorry, sorry."

Du Wei suddenly let out a long breath, suppressed his inexplicable anger, and said: "Let's start over again. It's like this. For some well-known reasons, I was imprisoned in a certain famous prison. After ten years, I was imprisoned in a famous prison.

several years.

So, it's a pity that I haven't watched a Quidditch game in the past ten years. This is really a sad thing, isn't it?

What a great entertainment. What a pity. I don’t even have the qualifications to entertain now, but it doesn’t matter. One day I will.

Sorry, I digressed again.

That's it.

When I was at Hogwarts, I saw someone playing ball. On the court, was the batter responsible for opening the bludger away from his teammates?

So, Ludo, please tell me."

He reached out and touched Ludo's arms, eyes (Ludo closed his eyes in fear), ears, and fingers, and said softly: "So, Mr. Ludo, please tell me, as a batsman, you

What is the most important part?

If it were eyes, I would poke your eyes out.

If it were hands, I would chop off your hands...

Why am I so cruel?

Of course there is a reason, what is this reason, I think you know better than me, right?"

Lu Duo trembled violently because of fear, but Du Wei's tone was as gentle as ever.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid."

Du Wei put his ear next to him and said: "This is just what we will do next, the worst plan.

I'm not that cruel, Mr. Ludo, as long as you meet my demands.

We still have many options to choose from, and they may not necessarily be so cruel."

Du Wei straightened up, looked at the goblins who walked in, and showed an emotionless smile.

"I'm actually a very talkative person!"

Du Wei said, holding the magic contract in his hand, looking at it twice, and then gently handed it to Mr. Ludo.

"Mr. Ludo, please return my money, I can even wipe out the high interest part for you.

Give me the principal, will you, Mr. Ludo?

I told you, I'm easy to talk to.

Don’t force me to do it?”