The card draw starts in Azkaban

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Sitting in the living room of the Burrow, Du Wei's back was very straight.

His hands lowered slightly and he sat in the kitchen.

The kitchen at the Burrow is small.

If someone is sitting at the dining table, people who want to walk past must turn sideways.

The entire Burrow.

The residence of the Weasley family.

Their houses all seemed to be strange products forcibly coupled together by magic.

It looks amazing.

Duwei was sitting in the kitchen of this building, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were sitting in front of him.

This is what he forced them to do.

"Everyone, sit down. I have nothing to entertain you, because even if you bring me food, I won't eat it. Of course, I don't suspect you of poisoning."

Du Wei made a redundant explanation.

Mrs. Weasley looked a little embarrassed.

She smiled.

"It's okay, dear, it's okay. Director, that's just the way he is."

Mr. Weasley said dryly.

It doesn't sound like a reasonable explanation either.

"Of course."

Mrs. Weasley could only say this.

No one spoke.

So the house was filled with strange sounds.

The song of the ghouls in the attic.

If that counts as singing.

That ghoul always made some noise when there was no sound from Weasley's Burrow.

"Do you need me to help you get rid of that ghoul? Although I am not from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, it shouldn't be a problem to help you get rid of a ghoul."

Du Wei was running out of words to find something to say, and Mrs. Weasley waved her hand repeatedly to indicate that she didn't want to.

With this interruption, the atmosphere became lively.

Duwei said: "I heard you have some great kids.

For example, Bill Weasley, and Charlie Weasley?

Percy Weasley, who will graduate recently, is also an outstanding little wizard."

Hearing the newly appointed Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic praising her children, Mrs. Weasley finally had a smile on her face.

Duwei continued to nod and said: "I heard that Percy Weasley's employment intention is the Ministry of Magic?"

Mrs. Weasley continued to nod, but then she realized something was wrong.

Mrs. Weasley took the coffee in her hand and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Cough cough cough."

After drinking the coffee, Arthur coughed deliberately and said, "Director, what do you mean?"

"Just call me Mr. Scrimgeour."

Du Wei said.

He then said: "I don't have any idea, Arthur.

But next, I can tell you about the Ministry of Magic's actions.

I will take action against Gringotts and the goblins, so I suggest that you'd better not involve your children in the Ministry of Magic at this time. Because this is a war.

The time I give for this war is half a year.

In half a year, I will either die inexplicably during the war and become another mystery that everyone talks about.

Or maybe we completely master the fairies.

According to what I know, Voldemort is recruiting troops. We'd better not ask the goblins to defect to Voldemort's side. Can you imagine Gringotts being taken under Voldemort's command?

That would be too bad.”

Molly Weasley was obviously a little surprised when she heard Scrimgeour say the Dark Lord's name so brazenly.

She felt she shouldn't hear this.

"Sit down and listen to this, Ms. Movit. You have the blood of heroes flowing in your body. You are an excellent witch. You have the power and qualifications to know these things."

Du Wei said without any doubt.

When Mrs. Weasley heard her real name, she obviously did not expect that the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic would remember his real name.

Du Wei nodded seriously to her.

"We will never forget those who sacrificed themselves. Forgetting is tantamount to betrayal!"

Du Wei said.

Arthur Weasley still said nothing.

He was speculating in his mind that the old man was not that easy to trust others.

He didn't expect Scrimgeour to tell him this at Christmas.

Originally, his Christmas was quite happy.

But now, his Christmas is no longer happy.

Scrimgeour is a stress monster.

There is no doubt about it.

This is the reason why the newly appointed director is here,

He is wooing himself.

But the question is, why yourself?

He still didn't understand, but he didn't need to understand too much. The director didn't seem to intend to ask him to respond now.

"Sufficient thinking time can bring about the correct results, Arthur."

Du Wei said, he put on his clothes and hat and looked at the heavy snow that started to fall outside.

Through the irregular stone windows.

The new director looks a little comfortable.

Squint your eyes.

Dowey Jones sat here, looking at the campfire, chatting with them all the time, and Mrs. Weasley, from her first son, Bill Weasley, to the subsequent Weasleys,

When it comes to twins.

Mrs. Weasley's face was full of disgust.

"Two naughty eggs."

"Trick or treat."

"Always tinkering with something in his bedroom."

"Cause me trouble."

It sounded like she was complaining - if Mrs. Weasley hadn't slit the corner of her mouth to her ear, Duwei would have thought she was complaining.

Du Wei thought that what she said was a bit of a show off.

He echoed from the side.

"Yes, such a child should be like a best friend and grow old together, right?

Two old brothers, looking at each other's gray hair."

When it comes to this.

Du Wei also had a smile on his face.

After sitting until the evening, he said: "It's a pleasure to chat with you, Mr. Weasley, if you are a little bit moved by my proposal."

You can come to me.

My office."

He stood up, walked down from the kitchen of the Burrow, and walked into the wind and snow.

"I'll take you back, there are Floo fans here!"

Mr. Arthur Weasley shouted to Scrimgeour. Duwei heard his voice, smiled, and continued to wave his hand and said: "No, no need, Mr. Weasley, it's really nice to be with you."

joy."

His voice was still fading away, and at the end, he phantomed and disappeared!

Looking at the empty space that was once again filled with heavy snow, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked at each other.

"Are things really that bad? Arthur?"

"Probably, Dumbledore also sent us a message. It is true that things are not easy to handle, but with Dumbledore here, right? With Dumbledore here, he will definitely be able to handle these things."

When it came to Dumbledore, the couple remained silent and leaned on each other.

The wind and snow, the burrow, the fire, and the couple cuddling together.

Only Du Wei walked in the wind and snow.

Beside him, several dark wizards came out.

Among these dark wizards, there is a man who looks heroic and fearless. He has white teeth and a resolute face. He holds a wand in his hand and is protected by layers of armor.

"Are you ready, Lockhart?"

Du Wei asked.

Lockhart nodded slightly.

"very good."

Du Wei said: "It's time to start!"