The card draw starts in Azkaban

Forty-nine two, waiting for the storm

"I'm here to find an answer, Aberforth."

Dumbledore said to his younger brother. He released his grip on Dowey Jones's wrist, stood up, and put the cloak on his head again.

His movements were a little stiff, and it was obvious that he was nervous.

It wasn't because I was nervous that I got an answer.

He was obviously nervous to see his younger brother.

Even after so many years, he has not thought about how he should face his brother and sister.

"There's no need to be nervous, and there's no need to drive me away," Albus Dumbledore still tried his best to make the matter clear: "I'll leave immediately."

"It's best that you're not welcome here, Albus. Neither Ariana nor I are welcome here, remember that."

Aberforth said.

Dumbledore's body trembled again.

But he didn't speak.

Just as Dumbledore walked out of the Hog's Head Bar and opened the door, Dewey Jones suddenly spoke.

"Then did you get the answer you wanted? Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Dowey Jones asked behind him calmly.

Dumbledore did not look back.

So no one knows what his expression is.

He paused briefly, then spoke.

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "Rufus, I think I know the answer."

"Then I wish you good morning, good afternoon and good night, Professor Dumbledore."

Dowey Jones took off his hat and said to him.

Dumbledore did not look back, but he responded to Dowey Jones's greeting.

"Have a good night's sleep too, Mr. Rufus."

The door is closed.

Dumbledore suddenly came and left suddenly. Apart from opening and closing the door once, letting in the cold wind and dissipating the heat that had finally accumulated in the tavern, he seemed to have done nothing.

Watching his brother leave, Aberforth sat next to Dowey Jones and asked, "What did he say to you?"

"He said someone sent him a letter asking him to come over and make peace."

Dowey Jones took a sip of firewhiskey and said, "Of course, this is the main reason why he came here.

There is another reason, which I think is more important than the previous one, and that is, he wants to come and see me."

"Why?"

Aberforth asked.

"Probably he wanted to make sure I was Dowey Jones."

"Isn't Dowey Jones dead?"

Dowey Jones shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows, Aberforth, although I have criticized your brother for a long time, I still agree with him in this aspect.

You have never seen Dowey Jones, so you don't know what kind of person Dowey Jones is.

He is a cunning criminal who is always able to escape from others' encirclement.

In so many years, except for the Death Eaters' collective escape from prison a few days ago, he and Sirius Black were the only two people to escape in several centuries.

Sirius may be innocent, don't look at me with such a surprised expression, you must also know about this.

There are rumors in the magical world, and we are well aware of it. Unfortunately, we have no way to prove his innocence. The Wizengamot refuses to overturn the case. Even if Ms. Bernsch finds the evidence, there is nothing we can do.

The Wizengamot pretended to be dead.

The Ministry of Magic sucks, even my beaters and Aurors don't bother to arrest people.

As for the other one, Dowey Jones, we looked at it from various angles and found that except for his own oral testimony at the time, from other angles, he had no possibility of proving his innocence.

His trial was reasonable and legal. He was captured at the scene when Bellatrix Lestrange and her companions tortured Auror Longbottom and his wife.

He not only has Moody, but also several people who are all Aurors.

The evidence is conclusive, there are witnesses and physical evidence.

He is such a bad person. He escapes from prison, spreads panic, and finally goes against Voldemort. Faced with such a person, we can only think that he is crazy, and he has other thoughts under his madness.

A kind of logic, that is, we are all wrong, only he is right, and we are all guilty."

Having said this, Dowey Jones stretched out a finger, tapped his temple with his own finger and said: "Don't look at me like this. I know you don't understand the logic of a madman, but who can

How about understanding the logic of a madman?

After so many years of Auror career, I have learned one thing, that is, don’t try to understand madmen. Some of them are logical and some are illogical, but many of them can complete a madman in their inner world.

Studying their ideas will drive others crazy sooner or later.

Dowey Jones is such a madman. What is different from other madmen is that he developed hysteria. He thought he was not sick. He abandoned the bottom line just to take revenge on the magical world.

Such people are extremely dangerous.

Not to mention Albus Dumbledore, in fact, even I, yes, I saw Dowey Jones being burned to death with my own eyes, but I don’t believe that Dowey Jones faked his death.

In fact, like me, there are many people who suspect that he faked his death.

But he thought I was Dowey Jones, which I didn't expect."

When Dowey Jones said this, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe I should do a magic appraisal."

Aberforth shrugged his shoulders and said: "If Dowey Jones is doing the same thing as you, to be honest, I don't care who it is, as long as he continues to fight against Voldemort."

He also got himself a glass of firewhiskey.

When Du Wei heard this, he held up his whiskey glass and said, "I'd like to lend you some good words."

Aberforth explained to him the props here and told him the specific functions of these props. Finally, he sighed: "No matter what, it's better for you people to fight around than for those little wizards to fight around."

, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, how old was he.

Children should not be involved in war."

Dowey Jones said nothing.

Aberforth said: "When I heard that someone wanted to use Harry Potter to fight Voldemort, I thought they were really crazy.

How old is Harry Potter? He can't even cast a complete spell to fight against Voldemort."

"No, he can use 'Expelliarmus', and his disarming spell is considered proficient."

After hearing this, Dowey Jones argued that he didn't care about the rest of what Aberforth said, but there was one thing that was very important.

That is, Harry Potter is not as bad as he says.

His students are not as miserable as others say.

Under his teachings, he still knew several magics commonly used by Aurors, and he also used these magics well. Although he had no chance of winning against some first-rate wizards, he could not win against some who were attached to Voldemort.

You guys, your chances of winning are still very good.

He didn't allow others to say that about his apprentice.

After hearing his words, Aberforth had a dry humor.

"Oh? Your Ministry of Magic doesn't care if a third-year student has learned dark magic?"

Dowey Jones shrugged and said, "The Ministry of Magic is about to change their surname to Riddle, who cares about these things?"

He also responded to Aberforth's question.

Seeing that "Scrimgeour" had gotten what he wanted and still didn't leave, Aberforth asked him why he didn't leave.

"I'm waiting."

Dewey Jones said.

"Waiting? Waiting for what?"

Aberforth asked.

"A rebellion."