The card draw starts in Azkaban

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When Ms. Bertha Jorkins returned home, she was surprised to see Mr. Duwei cleaning the house. He was cleaning the last little corner.

Putting down the mop, Mr. Duwey seemed to have no magic at all.

He also changed into a dress, a formal suit.

Next to him, there was also a goblin in a dress. The goblin was snapping his fingers. Not sure if it was an illusion, Ms. Bertha Jorkins saw some blood spots on her floor, which seemed to disappear because of this snap of her fingers.

"Mr. Duwei!"

Bertha Jorkins said in surprise, all her tired mood disappeared at this moment.

Hearing the door knock, several goblin masters looked at the door. When they saw it was Bertha Jorkins, they withdrew their gaze again and focused their eyes on themselves, trying to solve the problem.

Several goblin masters are plotting against Voldemort.

There is sweat on the foreheads of these goblin masters.

The Voldemort in front of them was still tied up with potions and various magic props, but they still felt unsure.

Afraid that if he is not careful, Voldemort will break free.

They know that this is a road leading to the abyss, and from the beginning, there is no turning back.

If they stop, it means that Voldemort's magic power has been restored.

Break free from the shackles.

Voldemort will definitely kill Dowey Jones.

But before that, they fairies will definitely die miserably.

Because they are blasphemers.

From a certain perspective.

They are even more hateful than Du Wei, the instigator.

"Of course it's me, Bertha."

Duwei said with a gentle smile. Bertha Jorkins was very surprised because she did not expect that Duwei would appear in her apartment. Bertha was also very busy recently because of Ms. Bernsch's appearance on the stage.

After Ms. Bernsch came to power, she carried out a certain amount of reforms, especially after Voldemort really appeared - the final Voldemort. Ms. Bernsch wanted to strengthen the configuration of the Auror team and increase the status of Aurors. It is a pity.

Yes, it is quite difficult to complete this matter.

Because of funds.

Not all pure-blood families are willing to donate generously to fight Voldemort.

Now those who are willing to pay, such as Kingsley's family, Arthur Weasley, some Muggle-born wizards, and half-blood wizards, will all pay.

But the problem is that their money cannot support Ms. Bernsch's drastic reforms.

There are two main sources of funding for the Ministry of Magic.

Problems have also arisen with donations from established families and regular donations from Gringotts.

Some old families have a very ambiguous attitude.

He didn't explicitly support Voldemort, but he definitely wouldn't support Ms. Bernsch.

They plan to "sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight".

To make matters worse, Ms. Burnsch put pressure on Gringotts, and Gringotts rejected Ms. Burnsch's request on the grounds that "Gringotts was attacked several times by Dowey Jones and the Dark Lord, causing serious losses."

"Dear Ms. Burnsch, we don't have any extra gold galleons to help you, unless you want Gringotts to collapse."

The goblin politely refused.

His extremely long fingers touched the left side of his heart and he lowered his head slightly.

Logically speaking, this is an extremely rude situation, because the goblin was the loser in the last war between wizards and goblins. As the winner, especially the victor's Minister of Magic, Ms. Bernsch is qualified to forcibly confiscate the goblin.

of property.

Even if Gringotts really goes bankrupt because of this - but will Gringotts really go bankrupt because of this? Not necessarily, this is just an excuse, and even if Gringotts goes bankrupt, it has nothing to do with Ms. Burnsch.

During the war, the Minister of Magic had extremely high authority.

But Ms. Bernsch did not continue to suppress her forcefully.

She is still too upright.

She forgot about herself, now she was no longer the Director of Legal Enforcement, she was the Minister of Magic.

Of course, it may also be because the goblins also launched their own offensive and united some old wizards to fight against Ms. Bernsch, and Ms. Bernsch had to start defending.

In the Ministry of Magic, many people are complaining.

Justice, they say, is a joke.

This is indeed the case.

In desperation, the pressure from Ms. Bernsch's side could only come from the grassroots level of the Ministry of Magic.

The final result is that the grassroots level of the Ministry of Magic has an even heavier burden.

There is no salary increase, no equipment updates, and no benefits, but they have additional responsibilities.

But what can these low-level agents of the Ministry of Magic do?

They are not Aurors, nor are they strikers. Some of them even cannot play spells clearly.

Some of their operators cannot cast disarming spells or cast armor for protection. They only know some simple life spells.

For example, make tea leaves, throw away the elves in your home, etc.

Don't say it's about fighting Death Eaters.

That would be too cruel to them.

They don't even have the chance to fight against the dark wizard.

Asking them to fight against the Dark Lord means asking them to die.

"We want to protect wizards in the wizarding world."

Ms. Bernsch has made a deafening voice in the Ministry of Magic, and this is also her platform.

It was a pity that no one responded to her call, because not long ago, after Voldemort blew up the island, he took away a Ministry of Magic employee under Scrimgeour's nose.

If he hadn't had something to leave, people like Scrimgeour would have been wiped out.

Very few people escaped.

When targeted by the Dark Lord, the order of death is not determined by whether they are powerful in magic or not. The order of their death is determined by the goddess of luck.

Auror's magic is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Dark Lord.

Not even the Aurors can contain the Dark Lord.

What can the bottom layer do?

The entire wizarding world was cast a shadow because of Voldemort's appearance.

It's as if the oppressive feeling from more than ten years ago has returned again.

Today, more than ten years ago, every day, in every newspaper, there would be a whole page of death acknowledgments, or the obituary of a certain wizard. The streets were deserted, and everyone was walking through the streets.

I walked hurriedly on the road, not even daring to speak loudly.

In Diagon Alley, only Gringotts is open for business.

There was no laughter anywhere but Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic, from top to bottom, was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Only a few people still maintain high morale.

Bertha Jorkins was one of these people, and she was their leader!

Because she knows that with Mr. Du Wei here, all problems can be solved!

Even if Mr. Duwei's opponent is the Dark Lord.

Bertha walked in. There was something strange about her apartment, mainly because Voldemort was hanging on the long dining table. It looked a little out of place, as if he shouldn't be here.

He is very redundant.

These goblin masters still have some methods. They did not start with the soul. Voldemort's soul fragments were too powerful. Besides, the goblins are not good at processing souls. They can only start with the body.

Du Wei cast "Avada Kedavra" on Voldemort at regular intervals to maintain his coma.

That's why he didn't add any Avada Kedavra.

He temporarily let Harry Potter go. Theoretically speaking, Voldemort should also know the cards that Harry Potter knows. From an operational point of view, for Harry Potter and Duwei

There must be restraint, but for Voldemort, Du Wei did not need to do this at all.

When he was doing housework just now, he had already collected at least twenty purple cards on Voldemort.

He didn't even have to worry about adding a layer of armor to protect him like he was hurting Mr. Lockhart.

"Please take a seat, Lady Bertha."

He kissed Bertha on the head, drew out a chair for her, and asked her to sit down.

Lady Bertha's heart was beating fast. She sat down and saw the house elf in a dress next to her.

There were no house elves in Bertha Jorkins' family.

"Please call him Mr. Dobby. Remember, it's Mr. Dobby."

Du Wei said.

Duwey said what he said, and Bertha Jorkins said: "Mr. Dobby."

Dobby was so happy that he almost disappeared again.

"She called me Mr. Dobby."

Dobby's eyes were bright, he looked up at Du Wei and said.

"Of course, Mr. Dobby, you are Mr. Dobby."

Duwei also said that he hoped others would call him Mr. Duwei, not the Death Eater or the Azkaban prisoner.

Therefore, do what you don’t want others to do.

Du Wei touched Mr. Dobby's big ears. This time, Mr. Dobby did not resist.

Mr Dobby is serving the food.

He looked at Ms. Bertha Jorkins eagerly, and when Ms. Bertha Jorkins said "delicious," Dobby grinned.

Behind her, Du Wei spread his arms. Several goblin masters were holding tape measures for making clothes. He was holding a thick notebook in his hand, holding it firmly in his hand without any trace of it.

Relax.

It seemed that if he loosened his grip even slightly, the notebook would grow legs and run away on its own.

Bertha Jorkins glanced at the notebook with some curiosity. The notebook was struggling. In a daze, she saw that there seemed to be a black mist inside the notebook that was trying to come out.

But Mr. Duwei grabbed him with his hands.

"go back."

Duwei was very calm. He stood where he was. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Bertha Jorkins always felt that Mr. Duwei seemed to be a different person at this moment.

In the past, he was like an active volcano under the sea, looking very peaceful, but now, he looks like an icy snow-capped mountain.

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Those are two different kinds of peace.

The difference between the two is that although the active volcano under the sea looks quiet, it will be destroyed.

The moment he wanted to destroy the world, the overwhelming volcanic ash caused thunder and lightning in the sky, the ground shook, and a tsunami brought down tens of thousands of tons of sea water, submerging everything.

The snow-capped mountains were different. She even felt that Mr. Du Wei didn't have much humanity left in him.

But this might be her misunderstanding, because Mr. Duwei smiled at him again.

The locomotive and the can appeared humbly in front of Duwei when Bertha Jorkins was eating.

"My master."

Can Can wanted to kneel down and kiss Duwei's boots.

The locomotive was similar, only Griphook seemed to have some backbone. He lowered his head, but was very unconvinced.

Du Wei looked at them. The goblin masters handed the list they needed to the locomotive. These goblin masters were like tailors, creating a set of clothes for Mr. Du Wei.

Bertha Jorkins finished her meal quickly. She was a little anxious and wanted to ask Mr. Duwe what he was going to do next.

"Join the Ministry of Magic."

Du Wei said simply.

Today is a big day, today is his first day at the Ministry of Magic.

He straightened his clothes and waited for the magic robe to be completed.

After stuffing the last piece of pudding into his mouth, Duwei sucked the cream on his fingers seriously and said, "Bertha, take our good friend, Peter Pettigrew, and we are going to save the world."

He picked up the wand and used "Avada Kedavra" heavily on Voldemort. Looking at the purple card that fell from him, he said: "Bertha, follow my footsteps and don't fall behind.

The time to change the world has arrived."