The card draw starts in Azkaban

Hogwarts.

"Lupin" slightly opened the curtains and saw the characters walking in from the castle door. Those people's voices were so loud that he could hear them shouting without using magic to strengthen his hearing. They

Next to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, they were shouting hard, waving their hands, and paddling hard with their hands.

The muscles on the face are out of control because of excitement!

"I tell you, he is here! The man whose name cannot be named, he is back! Du Wei is just a dog of that man. Understand, he has come back, unstoppable, and brings death again.

We need people to protect us, we need to be protected by people!

We need Dumbledore!

I want to see Dumbledore, do you understand? Give us Dumbledore!"

A cry used by wounded batters.

Professor McGonagall didn't speak. She held up the front half of her skirt and walked quickly.

"Lupin" used a magic spell to strengthen his eyesight, and saw clearly the gloomy expression on Snape's face, and smiled involuntarily.

Du Wei can always come up with some new tricks for him. This kid is always full of strange ideas, but I just don't know if his method will work this time.

He still remembered what Du Wei said about the theory of creating an enemy. Only when there is an enemy that everyone fears, the pressure to pursue them can be reduced.

Sirius, who was pretending to be Lupin, didn't comment on this. He didn't come here to pretend to be Lupin for a long time. He came here to cover up Duwei's traces. He would rather see Harry than hide here.

Even as Lupine.

He looked away and searched for Harry again. He greedily wanted to see Harry more.

Under the castle, the two professors looked bad.

They all know who these people are talking about.

Voldemort.

Both Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape can say this name calmly.

The beaters shouted, and Madam Pomfrey stretched out her wand to tell the two men to float smoothly behind everyone. The two professors unanimously remained silent.

Hearing the shouts of these people, their hearts were heavy.

When they arrived at the scene, they saw the blood coagulated on the ground and the words written in blood behind them.

All this is shocking.

It's not because of the cunning and cruelty of the murderer Dewey Jones, but because of the words written on the back.

"Voldemort returns."

Is that devil really coming back?

Even Snape, the one who wanted Voldemort's death the most among the two, never thought about the possibility that Voldemort was already dead. He knew from the year before last that Voldemort was not dead at all.

His comeback is just a matter of time.

This is what it means for him to protect Harry.

The Boy Who Lived.

According to the prophecy, there is a boy who can defeat the Dark Lord.

But now, has the Dark Lord returned? Why so soon?

Snape expressed doubts about this. If the Dark Lord returns, the Mark of the Dark Lord on his arm will be hot. When he comes back, he will probably summon their group of Death Eaters to come to see him.

Even if the Dark Lord doesn't summon them, as the Dark Lord becomes stronger, the marks on their arms will still gradually become hotter.

But the Mark of the Dark Lord on his arm was safe and unresponsive at the moment.

Is Du Wei just showing off, or does the Dark Lord have some kind of magic that blocks their senses?

Snape wasn't sure. He wanted to find Dumbledore, but it was obviously impossible now.

Dumbledore saw no one else.

In fact, Snape was not even sure whether Dumbledore was in Hogwarts now. He listened to the people behind him roaring, from wanting to see Dumbledore to using Hogwarts' floo network, McGonagall

The professor said nothing, and Professor Snape was impatient and wanted to use a spell to tell them to shut up.

The three little ones who had just finished class were standing in the crowd, looking curiously at this place.

It was like a group of ducks hearing the sound and watching curiously.

Heads turned around in unison.

Even Hermione, who was so busy and dizzy, heard their roars, and she was in no hurry to rush to the next scene.

Gossip is human nature.

Faintly, the wind carried their shouts.

"The mysterious man must be returning. We want to see Dumbledore, we want to see Dumbledore..."

"...terrible...terrible...need support..."

"Someone needs to go to...the dementors outside the school..."

The three little ones looked at each other, and Harry's heart sank.

What did he hear?

Mysterious man?

The students around him also started to commotion.

Although he still didn't know that Sirius was the nominal enemy who killed his father, he subconsciously felt that the two fugitives had bad intentions. Looking at the embarrassed appearance of these Ministry of Magic people from a distance, Harry felt that he must have heard

Here comes the mysterious man.

He turned his head to ask Ron something. Who knew, before he turned his head, he heard the sound of Ron's teeth chattering next to him. When he turned his face, Harry saw that Ron's face was very ugly.

"What's wrong, Ron?"

He asked Ron, and Hermione also noticed that something was wrong with Ron. She held Ron's hand and wanted to comfort him. Ron Weasley did not speak.

Behind him, the Weasley twins were also standing quietly at the gate of the castle after a long absence.

"He's coming."

It was hard to tell whether it was George or Fred. They looked at these embarrassed Ministry of Magic officers and glanced at each other. From their embarrassed demeanor, the twin brothers thought of one person's attack method.

Dewey Jones.

There was hatred in the eyes of the two people. They could not forget the day when their family went out happily and were attacked.

If they hadn't been in London, they probably wouldn't have survived.

"Yes, we must take revenge."

said one of the twins.

Aware of the students' gazes, Professor McGonagall stopped and turned her head.

"Enough!"

She sternly said to the Ministry of Magic operators: "For those of you who are more seriously injured, follow our school nurse Madam Pomfrey for treatment later.

Who's going to Floo with me to notify the Ministry?

I see that you are full of energy and don't look like you are about to die, so it shouldn't be a problem to notify the Ministry of Magic."

The remaining beaters were forced by Professor McGonagall's momentum and looked at Snape, who was staring at him eagerly on the other side. They were trembling like quail that had been frightened out of their courage.

It's not because of Mag, it's because of their speculation just now.

The Dark Lord is coming soon.

Professor McGonagall shut her mouth when she saw them, and then led them into the castle.

Madam Pomfrey did not feel any pressure. None of Duwei's blows to the striker were fatal. In Madam Pomfrey's view, these injuries were easy to deal with.

Malfoy, who was lying down and resting in the ward, looked at the originally empty ward in surprise as it became crowded. These people who were occupying Hogwarts' medical resources were not students. They looked like agents from the Ministry of Magic?

Malfoy also knew one of them.

What's going on outside?

Draco Malfoy was very curious.

I want to go up and ask.

On the other side, a striker with a relatively minor injury went to contact the Ministry of Magic. This striker could not see Fudge directly. He could only see his boss's boss.

Cross-level reporting, this is the special right of the attackers in an emergency.

Of course, if in the future, his boss will give him small shoes because of this, then it is a matter of opinion. Go to hell, this batter thought, go to hell, who is still thinking about other people at this time?

things.

The fear that penetrated his bones made him unable to even think about the future.

He directly met with the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement, Emilia Susan Bernsch, a majestic woman who saw the head appearing in the fireplace in the Ministry of Magic.

"Are you, Turner?"

Ms. Bernsch looked at the person appearing in the fireplace, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Turner saw Ms. Bernsch and tried to calm down.

"He's back, you know who it is, he's back! Ms. Bernsch.

Duwei was his minion, Duwei attacked our striker's camp and almost killed all of us.

With the will of a mysterious man, he began to warn us!"

Upon hearing this, Ms. Bernsch stood up with a "whoop", her voice trembling slightly, a tremor that she didn't even notice.

The coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground. Fortunately, the ground was protected by carpet and the cup was not smashed.

She couldn't care less about the coffee cup at the moment.

She asked Turner solemnly again, "Do you know what you are talking about? Turner? There are some things that you can't joke about!"

"Yes, I know, I know, I can take responsibility for what I say, we need support, we need support."

Ms. Bernsch's Adam's apple (women also have Adam's apple, but it's less obvious) moved up and down. She motioned to Turner to wait. After a while, a greasy man appeared in her office.

Fudge stood in Ms. Bernsch's office.

"What do you want me to hear, Amelia?"

Fudge asked. He still maintains great respect for his subordinate. The Department of Legal Enforcement can be considered a giant. For a minister like Fudge who is dedicated to stability and does not seek merit but no fault.

, as long as such a subordinate does not cause trouble for him, he is willing to spend this period of time in office in peace and harmony with her.

Who knew that after a while, the tacit understanding between them broke down.

Even people outside the door can hear Fudge's roar!

"This is impossible! Lies, they are all lies! You are lying!"

In the office, it was the first time that Ms. Amelia had seen Fudge so irritable. He seemed to have lost control. He pointed his finger at Amelia's nose and yelled at her.

"Take care of your men, Emilia. I know they are very dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic. They have no rest and no subsidies, but this is not the reason why they can use lies to intimidate me!

I am not a fool. Do you think I am the kind of person who will believe anything?

No, I'm not!

Listen, tell all your men to shut up. If they continue to lie like this, I don't mind throwing them to Azkaban. Do you understand?

I'm not negotiating with you, Bernsch! I'm telling you to take care of your men. This is an order!

If you have the ability to manage, you manage them. If you don't have the ability, then I will replace you with a capable Director of the Legal Enforcement Department!

You are not indispensable, madam!"

He roared uncontrollably. On the other side of the fireplace, Beater Turner felt his heart freeze when he heard the minister's words. He opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't expect Fudge to vent his anger on him.

"Shut up, you disgusting and humble liar! Get out of here, you don't deserve to be in the Ministry of Magic!"

His loud rebuke, angry face, and out-of-control ugly words shocked even Professor McGonagall at Hogwarts. Here, the floo network was blocked by Fudge, and the angry Fudge could no longer care.

Good manners.

He had no intention of sending anyone to support him at all.

"Let those damn liars die there!"

He walked out angrily, not believing what the batters said. He felt like he was beginning to have a heart attack.

He didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to go back to the office and be quiet for a while.

Unfortunately, even such a wish is a luxury for him.

He angrily walked out of the Legal Enforcement Department and met the oncoming Auror Office Director, Scrimgeour!