The card draw starts in Azkaban

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"You're going to die."

Dobby thought about Mr. Duwey Jones's instructions and said with his hands behind his back: "My client wants to keep you alive, so Dobby is here to help you."

Malfoy said nothing.

He looked at Dobby.

After a long while, he said: "Are you cursing me? Dobby?"

Although I know that if I continue to delay like this, time will not be enough.

He will be late for the first class.

But he still couldn't help but want to hear what this so-called free house elf was trying to tell him.

Why did he die.

"You're going to die."

Dobby said: "My client said that you are going to be killed by Voldemort."

Hearing this name, Malfoy felt as if someone had whipped him, and he felt trembling all over.

"Mysterious Man."

He couldn't help but said: "What are you talking about? Shut your foul mouth, Dobby, and don't talk nonsense."

Mr Dobby was not angry.

He still followed Mr. Duwei's instructions and repeated, "You still have hatred for Voldemort."

Mr. Dobby said: "Your feelings cannot be hidden from Voldemort.

So the first time you see Voldemort, you will be killed.

This time will come soon."

He took out a book and said: "This book is given to you by my client.

This book contains Occlumency.

Of course, my client recommends that you go to Dumbledore now, tell him all these things, and ask for his help.

Otherwise, everything will be too late."

After Dobby finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant.

Malfoy was left standing in the corridor.

He stood alone, with an expression of shock and uncertainty.

Dobby said so many things, but he didn't say the most important words.

For example, the news that Mr. Malfoy wants to know most.

Dobby, who is his client?

He picked up the book on the ground. It was a book on how to learn Occlumency. It looked like a manuscript, a notebook.

But what exactly did Dobby mean?

Meet Voldemort?

Why did he meet me?

Where will he meet me?

Malfoy can be sure that Dobby's master will not be You-Know-Who.

His father said that for house elves, or for all existences that are not pure-blood wizards, the mysterious man views them from the perspective of cannon fodder.

You-Know-Who doesn't use house elves to deliver messages.

In particular, the mysterious man will not be so boring.

Tease him.

Malfoy didn't understand. At this moment, an owl flew in and hovered over his head - this was an extremely rare thing, because their student's owl, under normal conditions,

They all fell down in the auditorium, that is, during breakfast.

The rest of the time, they are not allowed to enter the main castle.

They all rested in Hagrid's Owl Cottage.

This owl landed and picked up Malfoy with its pointed beak.

Malfoy felt the pain and let out a cry of pain.

"oops."

He recognized the owl.

This is his home owl.

But how did it get in?

Malfoy didn't understand. He took out the letter and saw that it was his mother's handwriting.

Dark green ink, quill pen.

The content of the letter is very simple.

It is the attribute of Mrs. Malfoy. She asks Malfoy to go back to the manor for Christmas at Christmas time.

Special advice.

This was originally a normal thing. In the past few years, Mrs. Malfoy had always hoped that Malfoy would return to the manor and reunite with his family.

But now.

Thinking of what Dobby said just now, Malfoy was suddenly stunned when he saw this letter.

He felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

In the past, he would return to the manor every year, and his mother had never written him a letter with special instructions.

Why this year?

Holding the letter in his hands, Malfoy fell into deep thought, but when he reacted, he suddenly found that in his hands, the letter suddenly turned into ashes.

Not a single clue was left.

Even the owl flew away and disappeared.

Draco Malfoy swallowed, rubbed his face anxiously, thought for a moment, and finally skipped class - this was an extremely rare thing, and no one would do it at Hogwarts.

Skipping class because it makes no sense.

There are only so many people in a college.

Skipping class?

The dean can't kill you!

…

Ministry of Magic.

Endless meetings.

Endless wrangling.

Endless internal friction.

Ms. Bernsch didn't know whether a meeting could solve the problem, but she knew that the problem would never be solved without a meeting. Sometimes she doubted the minds of those old wizards. Could a meeting here really bring down Voldemort outside?

Die?

But she couldn't help but have meetings.

At this moment, she was speaking categorically, "Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour, both in terms of qualifications and abilities, he is qualified to be the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

His promotion has been confirmed, I don’t think we need to hold a meeting to study this matter."

Although Bernsch knew that time was running out and she was about to go to Hogwarts for a meeting to meet Dumbledore, she really couldn't get away from here.

Especially at this moment, there was a nasty guy in front of her.

The woman she asked people to rescue, Umbridge, who was against all opinions, also opened fire on her. She was the most crazy person among them to attack her.

It seems not so.

It just doesn't prove her loyalty.

She once again became the sharpest knife in the hands of those old wizards.

They forced Ms. Bernsch to give up the position vacated by Barty Crouch Sr.'s death and fill it with one of their own.

Ms. Bernsch has done her best.

But she couldn't hold on to these interests. Obviously, the upright Ms. Bernsch did not connect some loose ends in the Ministry of Magic. What is even more fatal is that the real Voldemort has appeared in front of the powerful enemy, but in the Ministry of Magic,

There is still no consensus of opinion.

Everyone has their own agenda.

Some people do not regard Voldemort as an enemy.

This is very English.

When the tiger doesn't hold their heads in its mouth.

They will still fight among themselves.

Unless the tiger has their heads in its mouth.

Crisis is imminent.

But at that time.

sorry.

They don't have time to think at all.

Just half a century ago.

Muggle Prime Minister, Mr. Arthur Neville Chamberlain.

He hatched a plan that turned out to be ridiculous.

Appeasement.

Wizards like Muggles, who look down on Muggles, when the crisis unfolds, the choices they make are no different from Muggles.

This time, the meeting broke up on bad terms again. Ms. Bernsch ended the meeting angrily and came to Hogwarts through the Floo network.

But after she left, everyone else in the conference room showed happy expressions.

They knew they had succeeded.

"People always have to choose a side to stand on."

The old wizard of the Flint family sat in the office and said: "Go and ask the rest of the people, since Scrimgeour has chosen to stand behind Ms. Burnsch and become our enemy.

As for the rest of the people, I want to know the attitude of the other department heads.

Who do they want to stand behind?"

The other old wizards didn't say anything. They all looked confident. In this Ministry of Magic, they were the ones who could turn clouds and rain with their hands.

Whether it is Bernsch or Scrimgeour, they are just small fish trying to make waves.

Not worth mentioning.

…

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Ms. Bernsch, who had steeled herself, finally came through the Floo network.

But at this moment, the conversation here has reached its limit.

The limit means that Dumbledore and Scrimgeour had nothing to say. Scrimgeour was frightened and kept saying things like "He's back", "We need Harry", "We have to protect Harry".

He said that Dumbledore just invited him to drink.

Dumbledore didn't want to say a word.

It's not impossible to say it. If he insists on telling it, Dumbledore can make Scrimgeour happy again, but it's not necessary.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ms. Burnsch coming over.

Scrimgeour also stood up, put on his deerstalker hat again, and seemed to be planning to leave.

"Here you are, Minister."

Scrimgeour said.

Ms. Burnsch nodded to Scrimgeour, and she said softly to Scrimgeour: "Go back, Rufus, you are now the Acting Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic. You may need some snacks recently."

"No problem, it is my honor to serve the Ministry of Magic."

Scrimgeour planned to leave, but before leaving, he said fiercely to Sirius: "It's best to be more honest these days, sir.

The Aurors will be watching you."

Sirius looked at Scrimgeour without fear.

"Do you want me to go back with you? Scrimgeour?"

Mad-Eye Moody said.

"No, you will stay in Hogwarts and stay with Mr. Harry Potter all the time. I want you to swear to me that as long as you live, Mr. Harry Potter will not be killed by the Death Eaters."

kill."

Scrimgeour said solemnly.

"I can swear."

Mad-Eye Moody said, "Nothing will happen to Mr. Harry Potter."

Scrimgeour came to the fireplace, and in the Floo network, he picked up a little Floo powder with his hand, and the green light flashed.

"Ministry of Magic, Great Hall".

As he finished speaking, Scrimgeour disappeared into Hogwarts.

He left.

"professor."

Ms. Bernsch glanced around and said, "I have something I want to talk to you about."

"Okay, Susan."

Dumbledore said, signaling for others to go out.

Everyone walked out, and Mr. Scrimgeour also returned to his Auror office. He returned to his own office and put his hat and scarf on the hangers.

Behind him, Mr. Dobby appeared in a formal suit.

"Mr. Duwei, Dobby has told Master Malfoy what you said. Master Malfoy should pay attention to this."