The card draw starts in Azkaban

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The violent explosion was like a hell of fire and shock waves, covering Malfoy Manor.

Duwei didn't know whether Malfoy Manor had a spell to prevent shelling, but he knew that Voldemort might not die from shelling.

Because Malfoy Manor is so big.

These artillery pieces and explosive charges cannot plow every inch of the land here, so it is somewhat difficult to use this artillery fire to kill Voldemort once and for all.

At least find his residence and carry out targeted attacks silently.

And because Voldemort didn't eat, drink, or sleep, and there was Nagini by his side, it was a bit difficult to keep quiet.

Such a top wizard wants to kill him.

Still have to think of other means.

For example, the combination of magic and technology.

Even if it explodes.

Top Aurors like Mad Eye Moody can come out of the center of an explosion. There is no reason why Voldemort, one of the strongest locals, can't come out of the center of an explosion.

Duwei stood in the distance, looking straight at the Malfoy Manor shrouded in gunfire. Dobby's nervous hands were twisted together. In his hand was a confirmation letter, and the name on the signed confirmation letter was Draco.

After Malfoy, keep praying.

Duwei couldn't hear what he was praying either.

But when the cannon fire started, Du Wei knew that the fireworks could start.

"Let's get started."

He nodded gently to his side.

Ms. Bertha Jorkins pressed the button with joy.

Fireworks flew up from beside them, and a luxurious firework that looked like the Riddle Mansion appeared in the air.

In this mansion, Old Tom and his family looked at the Malfoy Manor in front of them with smiles on their faces.

Little Riddle stood beside Old Tom warmly.

Old Tom touched Little Tom's head hypocritically.

Behind them, there are a few words written in big letters.

It's like welcoming Tom Riddle home, but it seems unremarkable.

But this effect is definitely enough. The effect Du Wei wants is very simple, that is, Voldemort goes crazy. Only a crazy Dark Lord is in his interest.

When the fireworks appeared, Bertha glanced at them, and Duwei grabbed the two people and disappeared.

He disappeared so fast that even Voldemort didn't expect the perpetrator to run so fast!

Not Avada Kedavra.

The moment he saw the fireworks, Voldemort was not using Avada Kedavra, which was something similar to Swamp Magic. Voldemort arrived here in an instant, shouting angrily and loudly.

In front of him, there was only a hat floating down from the air.

That was something Duwei specially left to Voldemort.

Under a spell, the entire land where Du Wei and the others stood seemed to have turned into a swamp, filled with all kinds of foul smells.

Amid this stench, Voldemort's furious voice was still being heard.

"Come back, come back, you coward, Dowey Jones, come back!"

He shouted loudly, and on his wand, green Avada splashed over as if for free, exploding on the empty ground.

Unfortunately, Dewey Jones will never come back.

He set off the fireworks and left!

The fireworks in the sky continued. Voldemort held his wand and poked the fireworks hard!

The fireworks suddenly disappeared.

Behind him, several Death Eaters chased out in embarrassment. Next to Narcissa was a house elf. This house elf was very good at apparating. Let's just call it apparating. It was very skillful.

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She ran out with her mistress loyally.

"My master, are you okay?"

she asked Narcissa softly.

Among the pure-blood wizards, Narcissa is considered to be the best wizard to the house elves. Perhaps there is no one among them. The elves in the family all love her. But what Narcissa didn't expect is that when she saw

The house elf, the angry Dark Lord killed the house elf with Avada Kedavra.

The worry on the house elf's face was still there, but she was forever speechless.

She wanted to reach out, but the next second, she was lying straight on the ground.

Narcissa was stunned.

There was a dangerous, scarlet light in Voldemort's eyes. He did not kill Narcissa. It was obvious that although he was angry, he still had some sense.

"Narcissa Malfoy."

He said without emotion, and Narcissa subconsciously agreed to what the Dark Lord said. Although she didn't know what she said, the Dark Lord didn't seem to care what she said.

Voldemort said coldly: "Find all the shops that buy and sell magic fireworks.

I want the names of all the shops that can buy and sell magic fireworks, and then you..."

His dangerous eyes glanced at the faces of the other Death Eaters who ran out.

The Death Eaters were so frightened that they lowered their heads in a hurry, like docile sheep.

"Burn all the shops, kill all the craftsmen, and give you half a month."

"Understood, my master."

These people said flatteringly that although it might sound strange to kill all the craftsmen who made magic fireworks, it would be fine as long as they were not the ones who died.

No one dared to refute the furious Voldemort.

Voldemort looked at the leaving Death Eaters.

He didn't want to stay with these people. These Death Eaters from Germany made him very disappointed, mainly because the strength of these people was not of much use.

And because they are not an English pure-blood family, they cannot do many things.

No network!

"Narcissa, what I want you to do must be done quickly, at least bring Bella, Dolohov and the others out of Azkaban before the summer vacation at Hogwarts.

I don't allow them to stay there for too long."

Narcissa was in a daze, looking at the dead house elf lying on the ground.

Voldemort didn't speak anymore. He turned around and walked towards the manor. When the manor was bombarded, several important buildings changed.

This is a self-defense measure in the manor.

Similar to escaping on your own.

When Voldemort walked over, he kept waving his wand like a conductor. Soon, under the restoration spell of his powerful magic, the fragments of the buildings destroyed by the bombardment began to fly back again, like

It's like time and space have gone back.

Not only that, a roll of parchment appeared in Voldemort's hand. There were some names written on this roll of parchment. If Dumbledore was here, he would see many familiar names on it.

The names here include the contemporary owner of Borgin Bock's Magic Shop, the current striker's captain, the Wizengamot wizard who tried his uncle, and the teacher he carefully questioned when he was in school, Horn.

S.

Biquge

"Who should I start with?"

Voldemort thought, he lit these people with his wand, and then he lit one person.

Bojinbok, the magic shop.