The card draw starts in Azkaban

Ms. Delise is the former headmaster of Hogwarts who was a therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital.

Her portrait hangs in both the Headmaster's Office at Hogwarts and St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which allows her to enter and exit the two places freely.

Everyone stood in the principal's office.

There were so many professors standing in front of the principal's office, which made it somewhat crowded.

Professor Delise looked a little busy, going out and out frequently. Finally she said: "Principal Dumbledore asked me to tell you, you don't need to worry, he is currently handling some incidents at St. Mungo's Hospital.

He will come back after some time, he told you not to worry about him."

"St. Mungo's Hospital of Magic? What happened?"

Snape asked immediately.

He remembered Sibyl's prophecy, and for some reason, he felt extremely depressed, always feeling that something bad would happen.

"St. Mungo's Hospital is crazy busy. To be precise, St. Mungo's Hospital suddenly has many members of the Ministry of Magic. Principal Dumbledore is helping to maintain order."

"Member of the Ministry of Magic?"

Upon hearing this, Snape glanced at the professors behind him.

They showed expressions that were indeed true.

It seems that something is really going on at the Ministry of Magic.

"Yes, there are a lot of Ministry of Magic members, and the corridors of St. Mungo's Hospital are full of people.

Many members of the Ministry of Magic have no problems, just some common scars, which can be treated with magic potions, or even some magic spells and white essence can get rid of the trouble.

But what's even more troublesome is the werewolf bites and vampire scars. These are the most troublesome. Even the newly discovered wolfsbane potion can only make the werewolf wizard stay calm when transforming.

However, so many Ministry of Magic employees have turned into werewolves, which may bring about some new changes.

Those alchemists, healers, and potion masters may set their sights here.

I have never seen such a massive infection...

Oh, I’m sorry, I went too far, is there anything you want me to tell Principal Dumbledore?”

Ms. Delise asked.

Professor Snape said on behalf of the professors: "Yes, there is one thing that really needs to be informed to the Headmaster. It is about the Ministry of Magic - the Wizengamot is absorbing us into the Wizengamot seat of the Ministry of Magic. We want to

Do you want to know what happened?"

After hearing these words, Ms. Delise disappeared into the frame again. When she reappeared, she brought shocking news.

"Principal Dumbledore said that this is not a bad thing. You can agree to it if you want. Moreover, he said that this is not a bad thing. Hogwarts does not mind if the professor goes to the Wizengamot. After all, he is also a powerful person.

The Chief Wizard of Sengama.

He said that he has no reason to prevent you from joining the Wizengamot, after all, the Wizengamot is not a permanent organization of the Ministry of Magic."

When several professors heard this, they all fell into deep thought.

Except Sybil.

She still felt that her mind was in a mess, and the serious look of her colleagues just now made her feel a little nervous and scared.

She felt as if she had made some incredible prediction again.

…

The sealed interior of the Ministry of Magic.

The batters gathered together, and in each office, at least three people entered at one time, one went in to guard and the other two defended.

The fit is extremely perfect.

"Do you know what you are doing? This is my office and you people should get out! You are violating my rights!"

Dolores Umbridge stood in her office, speaking righteously to prevent the Strikers from entering. The Strikers stared at her and forcibly tied her to a chair.

As long as she has a little bit of resistance.

The batters will definitely move quickly.

Dowey Jones stood

At the door, he didn't say anything. He leaned against the wall beside the door, puffing out the smoke from his pipe and watching the smoke turn into strange shapes.

As if deep in thought.

He seemed to be unable to hear or see anything, only this body was left.

The wizards walking around him did not bother their director.

The resistance of the detainees did not affect the actions of their men. The strikers roughly escorted the people over and even engaged in some sporadic fighting.

A crushing battle.

Dewey Jones witnessed these battles without any expression. He knew that the Ministry of Magic was now like a big ship that looked broken but could still run. Dewey's actions were to transform the ship.

The ship may become stronger with Du Wei's next actions.

It may also separate and disintegrate in the next action.

But what does that matter?

He was standing at Umbridge's door, and he hoped that Umbridge would also put up a decent fight.

But he was disappointed.

But although her voice was loud, she didn't move at all.

He was escorted out honestly.

Only the purest pure-blooded wizards showed some resistance that Du Wei wanted. They fought back, but unfortunately, they were no match for those batters who were usually looked down upon by their own family.

They were utterly defeated.

Some people wanted to wail, but Du Wei didn't want to hear their wails, so he closed his mouth and made a whining sound.

These people were sent out of their offices.

Throw it into the room.

Duwei watched them being thrown into the room one by one, just like the Ministry of Magic's thugs throwing prisoners into the prison one by one when someone came to check.

Cell used for inspection.

Dowey Jones felt as if he had thought a lot but thought of nothing at all.

After his pipe was extinguished, Duwei came to Ms. Bernsch's office.

He knocked on the door of Ms. Bernsch's office.

The door is open.

Ms. Bernsch looked at "Scrimgeour" with a haggard face and asked, "How is it?"

Dowey Jones said: "The situation is very bad. After losing a large number of pure-blood family members, we may be without help, but it is not that bad. We still have the strength to fight. There are three more important things now.

The trial of the Wizengamot, notifying Voldemort of his movements, and dealing with the provisions of the Statute of Secrecy.

We need time."

Ms. Bernsch stood up. She glanced at herself in the mirror and said, "I don't look very energetic."

"There is always spirit."

Dowey Jones said, he picked up the wand and said, "Do you want me to glow for you?"

Ms. Bernsch asked: "You can do such magic?"

Dowey Jones said without changing his face: "When you live in the Leaky Cauldron for a long time and someone knocks on the door every morning to ask you for morning tea, you will want to invent a magic spell like this.

Just "swoosh" and you will be radiant and save time."

"It sounds great," Ms. Bernsch said.

Dewey Jones: "Yeah, it's all good."