The card draw starts in Azkaban

Chapter 364 You must be crazy

In the light blue flames, Dowey Jones's eyes were still so strange. Under his magic, someone's wand turned into ashes.

It's not Dowey Jones's anyway.

Bella still wanted to take action, but Duwei had already appeared behind her.

Her bones softened immediately, and Du Wei grabbed her to prevent her from falling down.

"I will keep all of your body. I am very sure that Voldemort will take your body back, so I am very curious whether he will bury you and where he will bury you.

More importantly, I want to know if he will lose his mind because of your death."

Dowey Jones put his wand against Bella's neck and whispered softly.

Later, Bella wanted to speak, and Dowey Jones used [Petrify All].

Just for a moment.

The trachea was petrified, and even the lungs turned into stone. Duwei held her tightly to ensure that her body would not fall. It was not until a while later that Duwei Jones let go.

Dewey Jones watched Bella fall to the ground.

Silent and breathless.

Dewey Jones looked at her body and said nothing.

silence.

Endless silence.

Dewey Jones felt suddenly empty.

There was no excitement after killing someone, not even the excitement of getting the card after he beat her in Azkaban.

He picked up all the cards on the ground and transformed into Scrimgeour.

Became that lion again.

"You're dead too."

"Who else is alive?"

"Is Voldemort the only one left?"

"No, there's Azkaban."

"It will work."

He stared at Bella's body, picked it up, and looked at the goblins on the ground again. Those goblins looked at Dowey Jones in fear, or in other words, they looked at Scrimgeour.

Dowey Jones tilted his head, "I will come to you, if possible, you can kill me there, but I can't promise that I won't fight back.

But if the God of Death takes us away, I may not have a magic wand, and if you all swarm me, I may really be unable to fight with four hands, right?"

Having said this, he waved his magic wand.

Blood splattered.

…

In the Gringotts hall, several people were pacing back and forth. Tonks looked very nervous. She looked towards the hall frequently, and then, someone rushed in from outside.

"minister?"

Seeing Ms. Burnsch walking in, Tonks went to greet her. Ms. Burnsch said concisely: "Where's Rufus?"

"The director went downstairs..."

Ms. Bernsch did not speak, and the others did not dare to speak. They all felt that the minister was very unhappy now, and in fact the minister was indeed very unhappy.

Ms. Bernsch felt that Scrimgeour had developed mental problems. He would not have been so reckless before. At least he still knew what danger was, unlike now when he faced Bella in person!

Isn't this crazy? What is this?

Just when she was extremely angry, the bell leading to the underground vault rang. Several people glanced at it and quickly rushed towards it.

The small carriage door of the underground vault opened, and the biting cold wind rushed out, making the torches inside start to sway. Scrimgeour walked out of it. His clothes were covered with blood. If it was his, there should be someone else's.

, on his back, he should be carrying the famous Death Eater, Bella.

"She's dead."

Dowey Jones looked at the people present and said loudly, in a voice that wanted everyone to hear: "Bellatrix Lestrange, Death Eater, she is dead.

Just die here, she paid the price for her sins!"

Bella's body fell to the ground, seemingly without a trace of breath, and her face did not look shocked, but it was full of madness, as if what she wanted to do at the last moment of her life was not fear, but

Fighting is the same.

What a madman.

Even before she died, she was still crazy.

Putting Bella on the ground, Dewey Jones looked at everyone and said: "All Death Eaters will be destroyed by the Ministry of Magic! No matter who it is, it was the Death Eaters on the dock at first, and now these high-level Death Eaters

Disciple cadre, no matter who he is."

He looked down at the corpse, coughed, and said: "In the end, even Voldemort will have to pay the price for their indiscriminate killing of innocent people and their actions!"

Ms. Bernsch took a deep breath.

She felt a little dizzy.

She looked at the body on the ground, then glanced at Scrimgeour. She took a deep breath again, tried to calm herself down and said, "Take him away, and all the remaining Ministry of Magic personnel here, evacuate them."

, raise alert status.”

There was no one from the Department of Magical Transportation here, so she couldn't say what she wanted to say next. She needed to go back to the Ministry of Magic.

This time she came in a hurry, and she brought here beaters and some dragon trainers.

It's okay.

Dragon tamers are an ancient profession, but there are not many in England. Most of them are in countries like Romania, where they capture various dragons and are responsible for taming these dragons. Different dragon tamers have different views on domestication.

They are all different.

For example, Romanian dragon trainers and Gringotts dragon trainers are the same profession, with two methods. Their magic is not weak. Dragons are different from other creatures. These creatures have so-called "magic resistance".

Just like giants, ordinary spells fall on them and have no effect.

Just ask these dragon trainers to duel with the strikers. These dragon trainers are not necessarily the opponents of the strikers, because the opponents of the dragon trainers are dragons, not wizards. It is not a problem that the magic spell is strong. The problem is that your magic spell is at least

To hit someone.

They all called for the dragon tamer, which showed that there was indeed no one left in the Ministry of Magic.

Don't know how she did it.

"Everyone shrinks up, at least temporarily." Ms. Bernsch said, this time is different from the last time. The last war at the dock soon encountered "revenge". In that battle, the entire magic

The Ministry suffered heavy losses. Although it seemed that only one person died this time, the Ministry of Magic was also in troubled times.

Ms. Burnsch was not sure that they could fully withstand Voldemort's revenge again, so she could only temporarily shrink everyone to ensure that the Ministry of Magic would not be severely damaged, and it seemed that Scrimgeour was also in trouble.

"Can't go to St. Mungo's."

Scrimgeour's language was very clear, and he said clearly: "I'm fine..."

"If there's something going on, it doesn't matter if you say it yourself."

Ms. Bernsch said firmly, "You really need to calm down. I think you are too crazy now."

Ms. Burnsch said: "Now, come with me back to the Ministry of Magic. I have something to tell you."

She looked at the body on the ground and said, "The body will be placed here temporarily, don't worry."

(End of chapter)