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After signing his name, Du Wei, who was about to leave, suddenly paused.

He stopped, turned around, and took out a black notebook from his arms.

He opened the notebook and saw the densely written text on the latest page.

He handed the diary to the distraught Rita Skeeter behind him.

"Someone looking for you."

As Duwei spoke, he handed the diary in his hand to Rita Skeeter.

Rita Skeeter didn't know why.

She took the diary smoothly, and then, the dense words on the diary seemed to be shackles, coming to her arm!

There was a scream in the long street.

…

Christmas is coming soon.

It is estimated that no one gave Du Wei gifts, but Du Wei still wanted to give some gifts to several "good friends".

For example, these Death Eaters, or these goblins at his disposal.

Both he and Bertha Jorkins were off the street.

But Bertha Jorkins clearly had something to say.

She wanted to wipe Du Wei's face again.

"I found some Italians and I learned the Italian way of shaving their heads and cleansing their faces."

When Bertha Jorkins said this, her eyes were still shining. She was obviously thinking of the last time she didn't wipe off the blood on Duwei Jones's face. Although Duwei didn't say anything at the time,

But Bertha must have kept the incident in mind.

"Next time, Bertha, though the next time will be soon."

Du Wei spoke first.

"So, Ms. Bertha, has the chosen safe house been found?"

he asked, and Bertha Jorkins looked happy again after looking disappointed.

Speaking of this, this may be one of the happiest things for her recently.

Such an important matter as finding a safe house fell on her head, and she thought it was because Mr. Duwei trusted her.

This is indeed the case.

Duwey did believe in Bertha Jorkins.

On the long street, Rita Skeeter was shivering. She was trembling all over and trying to stand on the street, taking pictures. Duwei asked Bertha if she still remembered where they bought weapons for the first time in London.

"Of course, Mr. Duwei, I will never forget these things. They will be engraved in my mind forever."

"Go find these people, Bertha, and with some magic, you should be able to do it. We may need some Muggle methods to deal with things in the magical world.

According to my observation, in the magical world, some people can change, but some people cannot change.

Just like Mr. Crouch, I still think about him.

He is a stubborn wizard who cannot change."

Duwei smiled slightly, took out a box of chocolates from behind him, handed it to Jorkins as a treasure, and said: "Surprise, Ms. Jorkins, the best chocolate I found in a Muggle store.

Want to try it?"

Bertha Jorkins covered her mouth in surprise.

"Thank you, Mr. Duwei, I really like it."

She took the gift with both hands.

"Thank you for your gift, Mr. Duwei."

She thanked Du Wei repeatedly, and Du Wei shook his head to indicate that she didn't need to be too surprised.

This is just a gift.

"In the cold winter, Bertha, do you still remember the fireworks we first set off? How long has it been since we set off fireworks in London?

Today's London is trembling under the threat of Voldemort."

Du Wei said, Bertha's eyes were bright, and she looked at Du Wei with admiration.

Because she really likes the scene of fireworks all over the sky.

She also knew that Mr. Du Wei could definitely create such a scene.

again.

…

When Ms. Bernsch learned about this, it was already half an hour later. She had not slept, and she was not qualified to sleep.

There is no time to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the Minister of Magic came to the scene in person and was silent when he saw the hanged Death Eaters.

Beside her, agents from the Ministry of Magic were in action.

"This scene...

Who did it?"

Although she knew who did this, Ms. Bernsch still asked subconsciously. She knew it was a stupid question, so Bob beside her did not answer her old boss's words.

He tried hard to curl up and look inconspicuous.

Bob let out a long breath. Not sure if it was an illusion, but Bob felt a sense of desolation in the strong lady next to him.

"Where's the Rufus?"

"I don't know. Mr. Scrimgeour called us here and said he would bring someone with him."

He didn't know what he was doing here. It was most likely that he was asked to deal with the mess and settle the matter.

But he didn't dare to express his guess.

He was afraid of pissing off his old boss.

Bob saw that Ms. Bernsch's lips were trembling. He didn't know whether it was because of cold or anger. Bob would rather he didn't see anything.

Ms. Bernsch took a deep breath, calmed herself down and said, "You'd better not tell me, you don't know where Rufus has gone."

Bob still didn't dare to speak. He pretended that he had just gone deaf.

Glancing at her subordinate, Ms. Bernsch knew something was wrong, but he really didn't know.

She became nervous.

Such large-scale killings had never happened even when the Dark Lord first came to rule the magical world.

It's not like there have never been cases of Death Eaters torturing Muggles on a large scale and killing so-called Mudbloods.

There was no such thing as the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic being organized to eliminate so many Death Eaters.

Even the fighting hero Mad-Eye Moody has never done this.

So when she saw this scene, she knew something was wrong.

After the Dark Lord finds out about this, he will definitely choose bloody revenge.

At this point, there is no point in scolding Rufus.

need protection

"Go find Rufus. I need to see him in my office before dawn tomorrow.

Also, use an owl, no, forget it, I will go to Hogwarts myself."

Ms. Bernsch rubbed her brows and said, although when she was the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, she despised Fudge who would send an owl to ask Dumbledore from time to time, but now, she finds that she has become another Fudge.

.

But she had no choice.

Because Dumbledore is known to be the only person that Voldemort is afraid of. Even without this layer of brilliance, he is still a wise elder. When he is unsure, he goes to find an elder and get his

Wisdom is always right.

Fortunately, Dumbledore of Hogwarts was indeed a very good tool man. He didn't sleep at night. After hearing Ms. Bernsch's request from the Ministry of Magic, he quickly gave feedback.

"Welcome, Susan, you can come to Hogwarts at any time, but what is going on outside?"