The card draw starts in Azkaban

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Sirius, I don't know where Duwei went in the end.

He drove Sirius to a street corner.

"Go teach your godson a lesson, Sirius. I don't need you here anymore. If anything happens, I will come to you.

You'd better be lucky that such a day will never happen."

Du Wei said, Sirius was stunned. Du Wei ignored Sirius and left with Dobby in an instant. Sirius felt like he was not trusted.

But there was nothing he could do, after all, he didn't know where Du Wei had gone.

Du Wei didn't tell him either.

He didn't want to have just landed on the ground with his front foot and Dumbledore stepped in behind him.

Legilimency, gentlemen.

The babble became more and more serious. Du Wei stumbled to the door of the apartment and felt that there was someone standing next to him.

He wore his own clothes, but his face looked exactly like Voldemort's.

He keeps getting closer to himself.

Want a hug.

It seems that as long as he gets close to Dewey Jones, Dewey Jones may really turn into Voldemort

"Close to me."

"Accept me."

"We are one."

He whispered to Dowey Jones in a low voice, and Dowey Jones ignored him. He stumbled to Bertha's apartment. Bertha was not in the apartment, and Dowey had no time to inform Bertha Jorkins.

He took out his notebook.

Touching the notebook, he knew he was running out of time.

Now he could even see Voldemort's face on his notebook, and he didn't know how Voldemort did it.

Du Wei picked up the magic wand and waved it.

The ceremony is about to begin.

Blood splattered on his arm.

A hole appeared again.

Dripping with blood.

Represents sin.

"Mr. Duwei!"

Mr. Dobby screamed and wanted to rush towards Du Wei to stop the bleeding, but Du Wei waved his hand.

"It's okay, Dobby, it's okay."

He arrested the German wizard.

"I will execute you without trial."

Du Wei spoke quickly, steadily and seriously: "You can think that my methods are inhumane and cruel, and my decisions are worthy of contempt. You can curse me. This is the only thing you can do now.

.

If this can calm your mind a little.

After doing this, if you still feel dissatisfied, you can use the same method to deal with me after I die.

Remember my face."

Duwei pointed the wand at his face. He was not provoking, he was just telling the other party that the person who killed you was named Duwei Jones.

"After you die, remember to find me."

Du Wei said: "If you still have the courage."

He pointed his wand at the notebook, and countless dust surged from all directions.

He had just started to use the method of making a Horcrux, and he hadn't uttered the curse yet.

The method of making a Horcrux, even with cards, is a bit strange and cumbersome.

What he didn't expect even more was.

When making a Horcrux, something like this will happen.

Many wizards have never seen the process of making Horcruxes from beginning to end. Just like Du Wei, he just knows that when making Horcruxes, one person needs to be "sacrificed."

Passive sacrifice, that is, sacrifice.

Apart from that, what else happens.

Many wizards, including Dumbledore, don't know everything.

So now comes the real surprise.

Just when Du Wei's magic was unleashed, he saw countless dust particles forming a huge figure in front of him.

The shadow was wearing a tattered robe and a hood, and its exposed hands were so skinny that only bones were left.

Although it looked a little more than two meters tall, this hooded shadow stood in front of Du Wei, giving Du Wei the feeling that he was connected to the sky and the earth.

He is the world!

He is like the rotten Watcher of Azkaban, except that unlike the Watcher of Azkaban, his whole body is shrouded in shadow, as if he is the shadow itself, the messenger of the night, in Duwei

When everything looks like Voldemort, this huge shadow still maintains its original appearance.

Du Wei looked at him, but could never see his face.

This was already unusual.

"Dowey Jones."

He spoke, and his voice was as ethereal as the wind coming from the mountain pass.

It's like melting water on a snow-capped mountain, it's bitingly cold.

Even Dowey Jones was in the midst of his call and couldn't help but want to open his mouth to answer his response.

Du Wei poked the wand into his wound and held back.

"Dowey Jones."

Shadows don't matter.

He didn't seem to get tired, calling Dowey Jones's name, even though Dowey Jones was right in front of him.

Du Wei didn't answer him.

He didn't ask who the hooded shadow was.

Because when Dowey Jones saw the shadow, he already had the answer in his heart.

He is the god of death.

The god of death who induced the three brothers, Dumbledore, well, maybe not just Dumbledore, but most saints believe that the legend of the Deathly Hallows is actually a fable.

It represents the story of three powerful wizards who created the Three Sacred Artifacts.

In that story, Death is a proxy name, and the story of them meeting Death is actually a fable.

Even saints think so, let alone other people. After all, the story of the three brothers was recorded in a fairy tale book.

"The Tales of Beedle the Poet".

Everyone tells the stories in this book to their children so that they can sleep peacefully at night.

Dewey Jones thinks so too.

But he didn't expect that this time, Dumbledore was also wrong.

Even the greatest wizard will still make mistakes when it comes to things he has not seen. The shadows in the hood cannot see eyes, but Dowey Jones can detect that there are eyes in the hood.

Look at him.

Stare at him.

Seeing that Dowey Jones remained silent, Death began to ask other questions.

"Are you going to make a Horcrux?"

The God of Death asked him in a low voice, "I smell the Resurrection Stone on your body, so why don't you use the Resurrection Stone to resurrect your relatives?"

What about resurrecting your lover?

Don’t you want to resurrect your lover?”

Duwei has two Deathly Hallows at hand, namely Tom's Horcrux (Resurrection Stone) and Harry Potter's Invisibility Cloak, but as the story says, Death cannot see what he created.

Invisibility cloak.

He is an honest man.

If he is a human being.

He couldn't smell the invisibility cloak either.

Dobby stood aside. He couldn't see the God of Death, but he saw that the ring that Mr. Duwei had placed aside flew up inexplicably.

It seems that this ring is intended to fly to Mr. Duwei's finger.

But I don’t know why, after it flew up, it stopped again.

Mr. Duwe waved his wand and knocked it to the ground.

"Don't touch the ring with your hands, Mr. Dobby."

Du Wei said seriously. Dobby, who was about to pick up the ring, was so frightened that he retracted his hand.

"I'm sorry, it was Dobby who was offended."

Dobby said timidly.

Duwei touched Dobby's ear.

Seeing that Du Wei was unmoved, Death continued: "Although I know you don't believe me, Du Wei, making Horcruxes is really not a good idea.

I can tolerate the Philosopher's Stone, it's a rule of magic after all.

But Horcruxes are not. Dowey Jones, do you remember the despicable Halbo?

You can see Nick Flamel in the wizarding world, but can you see Halper in the wizarding world?"

He smiled strangely and said sinisterly: "Yes, you can't see him. Of course you can't see him. He is like a rat in the gutter. He is hiding here and there after being chased by me. In order to survive and stay away from me,

He was almost going into self-exile.

So, are you sure you also want to live such a life? Du Wei? Give up making Horcruxes, I can give you more."

Death continued.

As if he had seen through Du Wei's heart, he promised again: "Actually, you don't need to make Horcruxes, Du Wei, we can make a bet, I have no ill intentions towards you.

You see, I see your heart is full of anger, and I know you need strength. Remember the elder wand? That invincible wand.

That's the wand I made.

I just broke off a branch at random.

This means that as long as you nod, I can give you a stronger wand.

You can use more wands to get your work done."

The God of Death continued to bewitch Du Wei, and Du Wei stretched out his wand and looked directly at the God of Death.

"What are you afraid of, Death?"

Du Wei suddenly asked.

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It’s a bit short, so I’ll make do with it. I’m going to sleep now due to motion sickness. I’ll update it normally tomorrow.