The card draw starts in Azkaban

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After taking care of things in the goblin factory, Mr. Scrimgeour was filled with anger. For an old-school wizard like him, house elves and goblins will always be slaves of low status.

Especially for goblins.

He didn't trust the goblin at all.

Seeing such bold moves by goblins now, it's hard not to suspect that these goblins are going against their will and planning to do something.

Rufus Scrimgeour returned to the Ministry of Magic, and the Aurors and Strikers with him were still at the scene. As the top officer of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, he still had to handle some official duties.

He can be on the front line, but he cannot always be on the front line.

The Ministry of Magic is still empty, having been baptized by dark wizards several times, especially on Christmas night - even last night, when Voldemort reappeared, the entire Ministry of Magic, and even the British wizarding world, thought of what Voldemort had brought to him that year.

disaster.

Crisis everywhere.

Even so.

Even in such a tense atmosphere, he still saw many idle people around his office, chatting with others as if they had nothing to do.

Most of them are from pure-blood families.

When the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic is busy working.

These people are extremely laid-back.

There was no sense of imminent urgency at all.

Scrimgeour certainly knew why.

They are the cornerstone for Dark Lords like Voldemort to rule the world.

Even if the wizarding world in England falls, they can maintain their current status.

Maybe it will be higher, but not necessarily.

After giving them a disgusted look, Scrimgeour planned to go back to the office to work. On the way back to the office, he saw a woman who disgusted him to the core.

"Pink Toad".

Umbridge wearing a pink sweater.

Seeing her face covered with white powder and showing a bloody mouth, Rufus felt very uncomfortable, as if something was churning in his stomach.

Biquge

It felt like a lot of ice cubes had been put in my stomach.

The strong psychological discomfort caused him to have physical discomfort.

Especially when she spoke to him in a deliberate, pinched voice, trying to sound childish and pure.

This feeling of discomfort has reached its extreme.

He wished he could give Umbridge a wand.

But he can't.

Thinking of his identity, he could only say to Umbridge: "Pay attention to your identity, madam, you should have your own work to do now, go quickly, don't be stuck here!"

When Umbridge heard this, she turned her face and said with a sweet and fake smile: "Of course, Mr. Scrimgeour, I am working enthusiastically."

This sweet expression made Scrimgeour nauseous.

There was no on-the-spot attack.

He came to the office door angrily and saw some other idle people.

This time, he was not so polite!

"Bertha Jorkins?"

He frowned, looked at Bertha Jorkins who was lingering here holding coffee, and scolded her loudly!

"What are you doing here, Bertha Jorkins!"

She also looked like she had nothing to do.

More importantly, compared to Umbridge.

Brainless Bertha, she seems to have better control.

Scrimgeour stood still, staring at the brainless Bertha. After he finished his roar, he stared at her to make her feel the oppression.

Inside Scrimgeour's Feeling.

She has become obviously different from before.

Her whole body was visibly happy, and even the smile on her face became much more sincere. More importantly, she became more confident.

Jossa also noticed Scrimgeour's glare.

She curled her lips down and planned to run away.

"Yes, Director Scrimgeour, I'm sorry."

Scrimgeour stopped her!

"Ms. Jorkins, may I ask what makes you so happy?

I remember that you are not from our Magical Law Enforcement Department. Now our Legal Enforcement Department has some things to deal with. Is there anything wrong with you appearing here?"

Scrimgeour said.

Jorkins glanced at Scrimgeour with a meaningful look.

Scrimgeour frowned.

The look in Bertha Jorkins's eyes made him very uncomfortable.

He felt offended.

"I'm sorry, Director Scrimgeour, I'm leaving now. I have nothing to do."

Bertha Jorkins apologized and left the Legal Enforcement Division level.

Scrimgeour looked at the leaving figure of Bertha Jorkins, stood thinking for a while, and finally raised his wand, opened the office, and walked in.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

When he just walked in.

He felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in his office. Several veteran officials from the Legal Enforcement Department stood inside without saying a word.

"you?"

Before he could shout out, several magic spells hit him.

He finally knew what was wrong. Although no one seemed to be sitting on his chair, there was still a dent on it.

Someone is wearing an invisibility cloak and sitting on a chair.

The powerful [Being Elated] prevented poor Scrimgeour from casting any magic. After several [Fainting], his vision went dark and he fainted.

Behind him, Miss Bertha Jorkins, who was returning, pushed him gently outside the door and then closed the door.

Mr. Scrimgeour lay on the ground extremely silky.

Fortunately, there was a thick wool carpet on the ground, and Mr. Scrimgeour fell to the ground without causing any secondary injuries.

Bertha stepped over him and walked towards Dowey Jones.

"Well, our Mr. Scrimgeour is finally back again. Although it is a bit wrong to let him out to do things when it is useful, and then knock him out and stuff him into a suitcase when it is not."

Dowey Jones stood up from his chair, stared at Mr. Scrimgeour and said, "But I believe Mr. Scrimgeour won't mind this matter. He is a generous man."

He tore off Harry's invisibility cloak, folded it neatly and put it in the suitcase next to him. Several fringe figures from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement stood up, cleaning up the scene skillfully and removing them.

Packed into suitcase.

Dowey Jones, on the other hand, transformed into Scrimgeour with familiarity, and was sorting out his clothes.

Standing behind Duwei Jones, "That little witch," Bertha Jorkins hesitated and asked, standing next to Duwei, "That little witch..."

"I sent him back."

Duwey Jones was adjusting his clothes, and then saw Bertha hesitating, and immediately understood what she wanted to ask.

It's not about her going back.

It's about how she gets back.

He began to laugh and stuffed the restless notebook into his clothes. Duwei said in an unquestionable tone: "Magic contract, Bertha, I am not crazy enough to face someone who is less than fourteen years old."

We have all seen the side effects of forgetfulness to the extent that young wizards use forgetfulness. Whether it is an adult wizard or an underage wizard, using forgetfulness is a crime.

If because of this little mistake of mine, I would cast Oblivion on a little witch who did nothing wrong at all.

Then I’m really crazy.”

Duwei picked up Scrimgeour's wand, drew a circle in the air in front of him and said: "Hate is a circle, Bertha, the best we can do is to call this thing called hatred, in this

The circle is constantly circulating, don't let it break the circle.

When you are doing things, think more about whether you would want to be involved if you were an outsider."

When he said this, the notebook in Duwei Jones' hand suddenly popped out.

"go back!"

Du Wei forcibly suppressed the notebook and told him to go back, but the crazy meaning still spread out from the notebook and onto his arm.

"What a hassle!"

Dewey Jones gritted his teeth and said, he sat back on the chair behind the office, gasping and breathing heavily.

"Go back. How are you prepared for what I want you to do?"

He asked Bertha. Bertha stood behind him and wanted to touch Duwei Jones' temple with her hand, but the outstretched hand retracted when Duwei spoke.

"The newspaper office has received the news, and they are adding additional issues to ensure that the news comes out on time."