The card draw starts in Azkaban

The basilisk's death gaze collided with Voldemort's.

Voldemort did not look away.

He looked at the basilisk calmly.

"What a beautiful little beauty."

Voldemort did not show any dislike for the basilisk. On the contrary, he liked the basilisk very much and wanted to communicate with it.

But unfortunately, no.

The basilisk, even such a huge one, did not cause any harm to Voldemort.

He looked directly at the basilisk and felt no discomfort at all.

The basilisk's gaze into death is not a regular magic, that is, a living creature that sees the basilisk will not necessarily die.

As long as it is a measurement system.

Then there must be a measurement problem.

This basilisk can't kill Voldemort, it can't even kill little Tom, and it can't hurt Dumbledore.

It only works for some small elites.

For example, goblins, for example, ordinary Aurors.

The basilisk opened its big mouth, and the smelly wind blew out, threatening Voldemort. Voldemort spit out Parseltongue, trying to communicate with the basilisk, but something even more unfortunate happened.

This basilisk is as crazy as its owner.

Unable to communicate.

Voldemort was extremely disappointed, and all the good mood he had just had disappeared.

He waved his wand, and this basilisk, which was no less than a giant dragon, died so easily.

It turned into dust and disappeared in front of him.

Voldemort continued to walk forward, and a large number of Acromantulas rushed over from the surrounding darkness. Voldemort had various spells at his fingertips. Compared with the various embarrassments of the Ministry of Magic staff on the street in front of Gringotts, Voldemort walked away

Here, the elegance seems to be that of a tuxedo artist.

He is like a pianist at sea playing the piano.

This sea pianist brought countless killings but also brought peace to this place.

Those giant Acromantulas, those big spiders used by ancient wizards to guard their wealth, each one is no match for Voldemort. They are gathered together, all put together, and they are no match for Voldemort.

Voldemort easily killed them and came to the shore.

He remembered that there were countless inferi hiding in the lake in front of him.

But at this moment, all these Inferi were dead, killed by the Acromantula.

The venom of the Acromantula will also affect the Inferi.

It turns the inferi into pus.

"Cunning little bastard, huh, don't let me find you, Dowey Jones."

Voldemort said softly, he summoned the boat, and relied on the boat to reach the small island in the lake.

Originally, he was quite calm, and after killing countless Acromantulas along the way, he released some of his pressure.

But after seeing what was left on the island.

His state of mind was just peaceful and had nothing to do with it.

He only felt anger! Anger beyond all else!

Especially when I saw that line of text and the body in front of me.

[Gift to little bastard Tom Riddle——Dewey Jones]

【I'm waiting for you at Hogwarts】

The body soaked in the pool.

It is one of his alchemical bodies.

Like a specimen, floating quietly in the pool!

At this moment, Voldemort felt only countless anger!

His magic power filled the entire island like darkness. After a while, the entire island shattered and exploded.

The powerful fluctuations in magic power even caused the Ministry of Magic to notice the problem.

The Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters noticed this unusual fluctuation immediately, and they reported the matter to everyone. Soon, the matter was passed to the desks of Duwei and Ms. Bernsch.

"what happened?"

Ms. Bernsch had just returned to the Ministry of Magic when she heard Bob's report. She covered her head, put her hands on the table, and said calmly: "Call Scrimgeour back, and ask him to use Aurors to observe.

"

Frau Bernsch did not dare call the beater out to investigate.

Because if such a magical fluctuation was created by Voldemort or a powerful Death Eater, calling the strikers over would mean leaving these people to die.

Ms. Bernsch is still too soft-hearted. Although the Aurors have gone there, they may not go anywhere easy, but they are Aurors, and they are the department that appears to imprison Death Eaters!

They should take this responsibility!

Many people in the Bernsch family also died during the last rise of the Dark Lord.

Justice always comes with a price!

Scrimgeour did not complain. He personally led his men and disappeared into the Ministry of Magic, heading to the place where the magic broke out.

But when they arrived, they only saw an island that was supposed to be here. It had disappeared. In its place, they could only see broken stones.

There are also flames burning on stones and on the sea that never go out.

"What's this?"

Scrimgeour asked in shock, as if he was asking the person behind him, as well as himself.

He couldn't believe this was something magic could do.

After landing on the water, the wizard behind Scrimgeour took out a magic item. Just one look at it made the Auror swallow.

"The damage was caused by magic, Director."

he said.

Scrimgeour felt chills all over his body. He didn't know who did this. He took out the magic props and decided to see what the wizard had done just now.

Then someone followed them.

They are officials from the Ministry of Magic. They risked their lives just to deliver the news.

It's not a message to the Ministry of Magic.

It was to deliver a message to Du Wei.

…

"You're driving Tom mad."

Dumbledore said.

They were now in a cafe, and the cafe owner was asleep. Duwei took out a few bills and stuffed them into his shirt pocket.

He was left with Dowe Jones, Sirius, two house elves, and a despicable traitor.

Two old bees were frantically adding sugar to their coffee cups.

"Dobby will do it."

Dobby wanted to do it for him, but was rejected by the two old bees, so he could only help Sirius Black make tea.

The ancestral home was bombed.

Sirius Black, who owns the house, said he was in a stable mood.

"I want to blow it up anyway. I've long disliked that house."

he said.

"But after being blown up by Voldemort, I still want to kill this bastard."

He added that when he said this, he looked calm, and he had no idea that he should be inappropriate in swearing in front of the principal - even if he graduated.

Dumbledore pretended that he didn't hear Sirius' foul language and took a sip of coffee.

Talk easily to Du Wei.

Even though he had just used magic to repair a disaster caused by magic and used a lot of magic, Dumbledore looked in high spirits.

His spirit is also very stable, and he does not seem to feel sad or depressed because of the appearance of Voldemort.

Du Wei glanced at him and then at him.

Dumbledore also looked at Duwei twice.

I don't understand why Du Wei looks at him like this.

He didn't know that Du Wei was in a meeting.

'A Horcrux needs to be sacrificed, Du Wei. If Dumbledore's sacrifice is used in exchange for a Horcrux...'

'Not a bad idea.'

In Du Wei's mind, a third voice came out and said.

'Who are you? What are you doing here?'

The second Du Wei asked in surprise.

"for you."

Duwei ignored the extra person in his mind and gave the box in his hand to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore opened the box and saw the note inside.

Regulus' final work.

“To the Dark Lord:

I know that by the time you read this, I will be long dead.

But I want you to know that I discovered your secret.

I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as quickly as I can.

I am fearless in the face of death because I have a hope in my heart:

When you meet your match, you will no longer be immortal."

The signature underneath is r.a.b.

Regulus arcturus black.

"It's him."

Dumbledore looked at this piece of paper with a faint look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sirius also saw this note. He took the note from Dumbledore and read the words on it.

"How can this coward have such courage?"

Sirius said hesitantly.

He did not expect that his younger brother, who in his memory had only obeyed his parents' orders, would suddenly resist Voldemort!

Unexpectedly.

"He is not a coward. After all, he will not lock himself in Azkaban because of some mistakes."

Du Wei said quietly on the side.

While speaking, he put down the coffee cup, ignored Sirius, leaned forward and whispered: "This time, don't let others down, okay? Mr. Dumbledore.

You have disappointed many people, more than once."

After saying that, Du Wei lowered his head and tapped his toes on the ground.

It's like there is an unextinguished cigarette butt on the ground.

Dumbledore looked at Dowey Jones.

He wanted to know which time Dowe Jones was talking about.

Because he did disappoint people many times.

His blue eyes looked at Dowey Jones, who just lowered his head and said nothing.

At this moment, Kreacher suddenly jumped up on the ground, and he rushed towards Dewey Jones and Sirius Black. Obviously, he was looking for trouble, because Dewey Jones, Black, and the elf

His home is gone.

He screamed and rushed over, but was knocked to the ground by a curse from the impatient Du Wei.

"That's enough, Kreacher, stop yelling at me. The Black family and the wizards owe you for you to become like this, not me!

If you still dare to act like this, believe me, I will definitely chop off your head and purify your soul!"

Duwei shouted fiercely at Kreacher.

"Oh, oh, oh."

Sirius stood up and subconsciously pulled out his wand. Of course, he was not doing it to deal with the elves on the ground with Dowey Jones.

He was there to prevent Dowey Jones from suddenly breaking out.

He sensed something was wrong with Dowey Jones.

"What’s wrong with you?"

he asked.

Dowey Jones said to him: "I am very angry, I know this is wrong, but I am still very angry!

I want to destroy the world, but I tell myself that this is wrong!"

Dowey Jones suddenly broke out hysterically. His emotions were like the weather in the mountains, which could never be understood.