The card draw starts in Azkaban

Fifty-seven, the essence of the game lies in the grasp of the rhythm

London.

Mad-Eye Moody easily found the toilet in the office building.

He found the naked man Luo (Tongjiha) who was still "sleeping soundly" and squatted down with difficulty.

He fiddled with the prosthetic leg so that he could observe the fainted man's hair.

His one eye carefully examined the man in front of him.

Be careful and conscientious.

A bit of stubble, freshly cut, Polyjuice Potion, or some other curse?

He continued to search the man carefully, even lying down, leaning against his body to look at the details, and sniffing the scent with his not very sensitive nose.

Some of the Aurors in the back twitched their faces slightly.

There was only one new Auror who had just come in and was watching all this carefully. She watched Mad-Eye Moody's movements and memorized them carefully.

"Polyjuice Potion, some trivial tricks."

After a while, Mad-Eye Moody got up and muttered.

When he was arresting Death Eaters, he had seen many similar scenes.

Many Death Eaters use Polyjuice Potion to transform into someone else in order to escape.

They also have many strange methods.

There are many things that others have never heard of or seen.

Even so, they were found one by one by Mad-Eye Moody and thrown into Azkaban.

However, a werewolf can also cast magic, is loyal to the Dark Lord, and can also use Polyjuice Potion.

Moody has never seen this combination before.

"A group of people committed a crime. It seems that the devils are dishonest again. It's time to give them a beating."

Mad-Eye Moody continued to talk to himself. He was not talking to communicate with others.

He only talks because he wants to talk.

After checking the scene, he stood up again with difficulty, retightened the prosthetic leg, and then took out the wand.

When he pulled out his wand, the striker behind him, the Auror, subconsciously frowned and took two steps back.

He was the only one left in the toilet.

When he pulled out his wand, it was like clearing the place.

Mad-Eye Moody paid no attention to them and went about his own business.

Originally, when Bob saw Mad-Eye Moody coming, he planned to leave, but unfortunately, Moody did not allow him to leave. He still wanted these people, who would be of great use.

Logically speaking, Mad Eye Moody cannot command a group of hitters like Bob. They are theoretically equal, and even Bob is slightly higher than Mad Eye Moody. However, under Mad Eye Moody,

When he found him, Bob did not dare to disobey the veteran's orders.

He was afraid that if he didn't listen, he would be killed by Mad Eye Moody.

Don't reason with crazy people.

Universal truth.

Especially when this madman can kill you easily.

The reason why Mad-Eye Moody was not imprisoned in Azkaban was because he was still one life away from going to prison.

Bob didn't want to be the one paying the price.

He wants to retire, he is very honest, he is just a worker.

Mad-Eye Moody does whatever he says.

Mad-Eye Moody appears here because he disobeyed Emilia's orders. Even Emilia can't do anything to Moody. Why is he disobeying Moody's orders? Is he seeking death?

Just ten minutes ago, Mad-Eye Moody was taunting people from the Ministry of Magic.

He was leaning on a cane, with a look of disdain on his face, and holding a wand, he was spinning around in circles to mock.

"I don't think you cowardly, poor rats need my protection. Don't you have a wand yourself? Haven't you ever learned magic? Are you the students at Hogwarts who can't even spell spells?

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No, you are not. Look at you. Some of you are old enough to be Lord Voldemort's grandfather. Look at your cowardice.

Pick up your toys, kid, try to protect yourself, don't freak out at the slightest danger, have some courage, show me your courage, wizard."

He said this in front of everyone in the Ministry of Magic, and the people from the Wizengamot were also here, inexplicably lying at gunpoint.

"Now, I'm going to catch the Dark Lord's little mouse, don't bother me with these nonsense, Bernsch!

Don't hold me back.

I'm only telling you this time, don't hold me back.

I'll get angry.

I can only be patient once."

He pointed his wand at Ms. Bernsch's nose and said. Ms. Bernsch looked angry, but did not continue to irritate Mad-Eye Moody.

The place was quiet and quiet.

Everyone looked at it like this.

No one dared to argue with Mad Eye Moody.

No one dared to pull out the wand and try to disarm Mad-Eye Moody.

As early as this year, Mad-Eye Moody had been somewhat unclear about what was a normal handshake, what was a provocation to fight, what was hostility, and what was friendliness. For so many years, he had probably maintained a semi-retired state.

, waiting to truly retire and leave the Ministry of Magic.

Such a good thing was not broken until someone broke out of Azkaban.

No one asked him to come back to work.

It was he who came to the Ministry of Magic to continue arresting people.

After he came to work at the Ministry of Magic, no one dared to ask him to leave.

Fudge didn't dare either.

Not to mention poor Bob.

In the end, Mr. Arthur Weasley bravely rushed forward, dragged Moody forcefully, and told him to leave.

Until Moody left, his magic eye was watching the people around him to see who dared to pull out the wand.

Crazy guy.

Bob just learned about these things. Ms. Amelia just delivered the news to him, telling him to be honest and not to offend Mad-Eye Moody.

"He is probably even more crazy."

Emilia said.

Bob was scared to death, looking eagerly at Mad-Eye Moody in front of him, waiting for him to assign tasks. His request was not high, as long as he told himself not to follow Mad-Eye Moody.

He was afraid that if he followed Mad Eye Moody, he would accidentally be killed by Mad Eye Moody.

Although this possibility is very small, it does not affect his fear.

After all, this is more or less your own life, which is controlled by other people's thoughts.

Bob watched Mad-Eye Moody stand up again and took out a magical animal from his pocket.

He gently stroked the fur of this magical animal, gesturing for it to do something useful.

This is a fat bird with no long hair. It has been cursed by Mad-Eye Moody and looks well-trained.

"Go and smell the smell here, the smell of werewolves."

He said to his magical animal.

But the strange thing is that this magical animal did not run away, it was very peaceful.

Nor does it use its sense of smell to detect danger.

It's a bird, not a dog.

In the toilet, it was jumping around on Moody's hand, not escaping or in any hurry, and its barks were normal.

"No werewolf scent?"

Mad-Eye Moody frowned. The fat bird without feathers in his hand is a miniature version of the dodo, also called the dodo. It is native to Mauritius. It is a fat, not

Fat birds that can fly are not rare, but they are difficult to catch.

They have an innate skill.

If you sense danger, run away immediately.

They originally lived in Mauritius, but later humans hunted them aggressively. As a result, they ran away when they saw humans.

From then on, Muggles no longer wanted to see the Ball Dodger.

So much so that Muggles thought they had killed the Dodo to extinction.

In fact, the ball escaper just sensed danger and hid.

Some magizoologists can still catch this bird.

Mad-Eye Moody has many kinds of props on him, among which the trained ball escape bird is undoubtedly an artifact. With this kind of bird on his body, he can immediately detect something is wrong.

Even if someone is hostile to him, the ball escape bird in him will be afraid of disappearing.

Not to mention the smells of werewolves, ghouls, and dark wizards. The few ball escapers he raised were very familiar with these smells.

Realizing that there was no werewolf scent here, Mad-Eye Moody was not discouraged.

He took out the looking glass and other objects one after another, and after confirming that there was no black magic here, no one had used black magic, and no one had died in recent months, he became very interested.

"Great, a guy who's not too stupid."

He took out a bottle of magic potion from his body.

He's going to get serious.

"Okay, okay, young man and little girl, stay away from here and get out. Get out of this toilet. I want a quiet space."

He shouted loudly, raised his hands from bottom to top, and chased the people behind him out like chickens. Then he poured the magic potion into his hands, waved his wand, and closed all the vents here.

Even the door is closed to ensure that there will be no strong wind here.

In the palm of his hand, the potion looked like some gold foil, powdery, and golden. He puffed up his cheeks and blew out the powder. Soon, many shadows of all kinds of people appeared here, and those people appeared so...

It's so fast that even the human eye has trouble remembering it.

But this was nothing to Moody. He even held his breath, just to find the person he was looking for among these golden shadows that arrived in a blink of an eye, and to ensure that there would be no airflow that should not occur, and to move these

The potion blows away.

After a while.

Just when the people waiting outside were anxious, the toilet door opened.

"I found him."

Mad-Eye Moody, with golden powder on his face, coughed and shouted excitedly: "The enemy has been found.

Dowey Jones, the little mouse who escaped, was the one behind it.

I don't know if the werewolf is related to Dowey Jones, but he appears here.

Find him, catch him, and we will know the answer.

I still have a whole bottle of truth serum."

He strode forward, signaling the Aurors and Strikers behind him to follow.

These wizards frowned, feeling that things were becoming more complicated and confusing.

They all know whether Du Wei is a werewolf or not.

He has been imprisoned in Azkaban for so many years. If he was a werewolf, he would have been exposed long ago.

So, was he bitten and turned into a werewolf after he was released from prison, or did he find and raise a werewolf recently?

If he raised a werewolf, what happened to the previous transformation?

This is illogical and beyond their experience.

Even Moody's is the same.

What hasn’t Mad-Eye Moody seen?

He has never seen this before.

The Transformation Curse can't handle this matter, at least with Mad-Eye Moody's strength, his Transformation Curse can't handle this matter.

So Du Wei definitely didn't use the transformation spell.

Mad Eye Moody's transformation spell skills have reached the level of the first-class master in the wizarding world. He can easily turn a young wizard into a ferret. Although this was done by Barty Jr., he was a trick.

He did this on behalf of Mad-Eye Moody.

In other words, in the opinion of Moody's acquaintances, this madman is very likely to turn students into ferrets due to conflict.

He also has the ability and magic to turn students into ferrets.

Transforming a little wizard into a small animal at will is already an extremely clever magical method.

The people with stronger transformation spells than him are probably people at the level of Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Dumbledore could make the sculpture come alive with a wave of his hand.

Could Du Wei do the same?

But if he had this ability, how could he be caught in Azkaban?

Although Moody seems crazy, his logic is absolutely correct.

Today's attack is full of problems.

The riots in London today were caused by Duwei.

But what about the Duwei people?

Du Wei, where are the people?

Thirty minutes later.

Mad-Eye Moody tightened his grip on his wand, his gaze was deep and there was no trace of madness.

He knew that he was being played this time.

He was embarrassed.

An hour passed and he still couldn't catch this boy.

Given this time, he should have left London long ago and gone into hiding.

At this moment, he appeared in the sewers of London with his people. This was the last stop of his pursuit and the place where he lost him.

Behind him, the Aurors and Strikers used magic to block some smells.

The quality of London's underground drainage system varies from section to section. Unfortunately, the section Du Wei chose does not have a very beautiful environment.

Here, methane gas, huge rats, yellow-brown, dripping grease, children's diapers, and all kinds of things are filled in the sewer, making it difficult for people to start.

The foul smell may cause poisoning if you take one breath.

London's underground drainage system was completed in 1895. It has been slightly expanded over the years, with the total length reaching almost two thousand. Duwei went to the British Library and other places just to explore this underground drainage system in London.

kingdom.

Mad Eye Moody stared silently into the dark distance without saying anything.

He lost it.

This man was more cunning than he thought.

But it doesn't matter.

There is ample time.

"I'll catch you."

Moody said quietly to the deserted underground drainage channel.

Above the ground in London.

Located in a townhouse not far from Oxford Street.

Du Wei, an uninvited guest, was drinking tea.

The sun shines.

Birds singing and flowers fragrant.

Beside him, Lockhart was released, and he was quietly writing a manuscript. As for the owner of a townhouse, well, he still has real estate in London, so he doesn't live here regularly.

So he didn't have to have a piece of his hair cut off, knocked unconscious, and stuffed into a suitcase.

The opening of Alajo Cave is really magical. As long as no one attaches other magic to the lock, these Muggle locks, no matter what kind they are, can be easily opened.

Duwei opened the door and reluctantly lived in it to add a little more popularity to the house. As for what he said to Lockhart, of course it was a different story.

"I found a place for you to write your manuscript."

Lockhart was a little confused.

"I had a great stay there."

He tried to protest.

"No, Mr. Lockhart, we need the manuscript very quickly, very soon, do you understand? From today on, you will write the manuscript here. We will bear all the food, drink, accommodation and food. You will be imprisoned and free by us."

, until you write the manuscript."

Du Wei said easily.

Lockhart was speechless.

"You are not the first one."

Before he finally wrote the book, he said unconvinced.

"Of course, that is our liaison. I am the editor of your manuscript. We are from the same publishing house but different departments."

Du Wei said naturally, "Now, hurry up, sir, I will order a meal for you."

On the way back, he checked his cell phone, called to order a meal, and made an appointment for cleaning.

His calmness made people feel that he really was the owner of this house.

He crossed his hands together, looked at the bright sun outside, and closed his eyes in front of the window.

When everyone thought he would leave London.

Just when everyone thought he would hide.

He appeared majestically not far from central London.

Isn't this a kind of avoidance?

He won't leave London.

The first wave of attacks has just ended.

He still wants to continue in London and continue shopping.

The game has just begun. War should not be controlled by the passive party.

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