The card draw starts in Azkaban

Bertha Jorkins?

Du Wei had a little impression of this name. What Jorkins represented was not a memory worthy of joy.

A woman who is a tragedy from beginning to end.

From school to work, and finally died at the hands of Voldemort.

What's she doing in Diagon Alley?

Du Wei pretended to be angry and came to the brick wall in front of Diagon Alley. He stretched out his wand and cast a spell silently on himself. A large number of spells were attached to his body. From his temperament to his smell to his appearance,

There have been some changes.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, he still stood still and waited for Bertha Jorkins.

Bertha Jorkins originally had a very unswerving face. She was born to be brainless and unhappy. She had been like this since she was a child. She was unattractive, chatty, riddled with negative energy, depressed, and had not received anything reliable.

Love, full of complaints. Because of these, she burst out with amazing negative energy, and because of the amazing negative energy, people around her disliked her even more.

She was even unable to do the job she was doing, and was kicked around like a ball in the Ministry of Magic.

She is a burden.

Tragedy is a circle.

From start to finish, it's a closed loop.

Du Wei noticed a very unpleasant aura on her body.

That may be the impression given by negative energy gathered on a person.

As an employee of the Ministry of Magic, she was also searched, and she felt very angry. When she came over, she saw this middle-aged gentleman.

I don't know why, but when she saw this middle-aged gentleman, Ms. Bertha Jorkins felt that her anger disappeared.

She felt a little nervous, her mouth was dry, and her heartbeat began to speed up.

"Ma'am, are you going to Diagon Alley too?"

Du Wei asked.

"Yes."

Bertha Jorkins coughed, tried to suppress her voice, and showed a smile that she thought was extremely beautiful.

"very good."

Duwei tapped the wall gently with his wand, the wall opened, and Duwei motioned to Bertha to go first.

"Ladies first."

He said, showing an approachable smile.

Bertha Jorkins heard the sound and felt her heart beat faster.

She swallowed again. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She felt like she had been hit by a love potion and was a little dizzy.

Didn't she really drink some magic potion like a love potion?

She thought stupidly.

Du Wei went in with her. Not far away, he found out the reason why Bertha came to Diagon Alley. Even when she left, Du Wei felt her reluctance to leave.

Her eyes seemed to be glued to Du Wei.

It has to be said that the killing effect of Lockhart's life-based cards is so terrifying.

It is somewhat worthy of such a terrifying sentence.

Duwei originally thought that what he got the most from Lockhart would be the Oblivion Curse. After all, Lockhart was a specialized wizard who had forgotten everything in his profession.

As a result, he later discovered that he was still shallow.

Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart is what he is today not only because he specializes in forgetting spells, which can make others forget their memories.

He is also good at many life-related spells.

That is his invincible magic weapon.

He's almost like a walking, gender-transformed Veela, focusing on women, children, and the elderly.

When good people see him, they won't think that he is a bad person who can do things behind his back.

People who came into contact with Lockhart were like this. Ms. Bertha Jorkins felt the most primitive feeling, the feeling of heartbeat, and the feeling of hormones in her short first contact.

If you want to cover it up.

Then add feelings, and it can be considered a short-lived love.

love.

With this name attached, at least it sounds better.

"Well, sir, I don't know your name yet?"

Before parting, she asked shyly.

His eyes were somewhat expectant.

"Me?"

Looking at Bertha Jorkins' expectant eyes, Duwei chuckled and said: "If we meet again next time, I will tell you my name.

So, goodbye, ma'am.

Looking forward to seeing you next time.”

After bidding her a polite farewell, Du Wei watched her leave with three turns and looked at the time again.

In forty-five minutes, his potion will wear off and he will return to his original self.

He never thought that he would meet Mad-Eye Moody in the Leaky Cauldron.

Moody seemed to have given up taking the initiative and started to defend passively. At least he was quite accurate in figuring out the criminal's mind.

He seemed to want to prevent Du Wei from causing trouble again in places where crowds gathered, at least where wizards gathered, and he acted as a security guard himself.

However, he couldn't see through Polyjuice Potion, so he changed his plan and investigated everyone who had Polyjuice Potion on their body.

Under normal circumstances, wizards would not carry Polyjuice Potion with them. This potion is neither life-saving nor addictive.

Anyone who carries Polyjuice Potion with them probably has a problem.

The method is correct, but unfortunately it is too slow. London is not a surveillance city now. There is no systematic surveillance system in the entire London. It is too difficult to find people in an international metropolis with millions of people.

Du Wei didn't have much Polyjuice Potion left.

It is almost impossible to find Du Wei. Magic may be possible, but these wizards now have no way to perform such magic.

Thinking about these things in his mind, Du Wei strode out of Diagon Alley and turned towards a small alley. This was the road leading to Knockturn Alley. When Du Wei walked in, he noticed a lot of unkind eyes.

.

His clothes are out of place here.

Knockturn Alley is completely different from Diagon Alley. Knockturn Alley is a gathering place for some unscrupulous wizards and a mixed place. Dark wizards often show up here to buy and sell some items that are not allowed to be sold by the Ministry of Magic.

When a new face like Du Wei appeared here, he immediately attracted the attention of others.

Many people did not hide their malice at all and stared at Du Wei intently.

Others seemed to want to join in.

Du Wei casually pulled out his wand, randomly found a lucky person, looked at an old witch standing at the door of a closed shop, pointed his wand at her, and said "biubiu".

The old witch looked at him viciously.

"Avadaso..."

Du Wei said softly, with an exaggerated mouth shape. When the old witch saw Du Wei's mouth shape and looked at his indifferent eyes, she turned around and left in a panic.

"Boring."

Du Wei shouted loudly at her back.

"You haven't had time to claim your life yet, madam, don't go. I may have other spells to greet you."

Hearing Duwei's smiling voice, the witch walked faster.

After this, there were a lot less eyes looking at him.

Du Wei walked into Knockturn Alley easily. Among the permanent residents of Knockturn Alley, there was no good person. The largest store here is called "Bojin Blog Magic Store", which is also a very famous family business, including

A large number of dark magic creations, including Voldemort, have come to work here after graduation.

But this is not where Du Wei came today.

He found a small shop with a shabby storefront, which looked like a bar. There was no sect, but there was a skeleton head hanging at the door, making rude remarks to Du Wei.

Du Wei ignored the skull head.

He opened the door calmly and walked in.

Countless eyes inside were staring at him.

Oh, it turns out he is the uninvited guest.

His clothes were once again incompatible with this place.

Du Wei didn't care about that. He opened the door and walked in. He found an unoccupied booth and sat down. The whole bar was very dark. Many people in cloaks were whispering together. Some people turned their faces and looked at each other.

Stare at him.

In this bar, there are still only a few people like him who are naked.

Du Wei took out a piece of paper and wrote a name on it.

"Can".

Putting the sign up in front of his eyes, his eyes kept scanning the cloaked figures present, and he never hesitated to make eye contact with some cloaked figures.

At this time, some of the cloaked men were not calm.

Some of these cloaked men are old bastards.

They are very familiar with the eyes of this new customer.

Those are the eyes looking for fat sheep.

Contains provocation and eagerness to try.

"What is this stupid pig-like guy going to do? Does he want to do something big here?"

A man in a cloak couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Du Wei didn't care about that much. He was stroking the table in front of him. No one came to ask him to spend money. He just held the wand in his hand and looked like he could cast magic at any time.

It wasn't as if he was tense and stiff because of nervousness.

He looked a little curious, like a naughty kid who wanted to throw firecrackers in the toilet.

He didn't ask for any drinks, put the suitcase on the table in front of him, and just waited for the cans to arrive.

After a while, a goblin walked in from the back door. His walking posture was extremely arrogant and domineering, and he was dressed like a leader of the Razor Party in 1890. He was somewhat decent, but also a little funny.

He also held a cigar in his hand.

Walking inside the bar, he looked as strong as a Shar-Pei.

He took two puffs of his cigar, came to the opposite side of Du Wei, jumped back high, and fell into the booth at the back.

"You're the one who came to find me?"

He looked at Du Wei with a scrutinizing gaze, and after noticing the magic spell on Du Wei, he said irritably: "Put away your enchanting magic, wizard, I don't have the patience to be bewitched by you, you idiot."

Du Wei showed no expression. He looked at the goblin opposite him, placed a piece of paper filled with potions on the table, and pushed it over.

This goblin is very ugly, but they do not look in line with human aesthetics, whether it is height, face, or behavior.

The goblin called the can casually picked up the paper, glanced at the magic potion on it, puffed out smoke and said: "No problem, come here and wait for me in five days. I will give you what you want and prepare it."

Your Galleons."

"sure."

Du Wei said.

These goblins are the way of Sirius Black.

After Sirius was released from prison, he did not use the wizard's connections. He found goblins to buy some things. In his words, these "damn bugs, they sell everything. If they discover your true identity

, they don’t mind betraying you to the Ministry of Magic.”

They are inherently immoral.

After negotiating this deal, Can Can found that the person opposite still had no intention of leaving.

"Is there anything else?"

"No."

Staring at the can, Du Wei said casually.

He felt that he seemed to have forgotten a powerful force in the Harry Potter world.

Goblin.

What role do they play in the wizarding world?

Can Can looked at Du Wei's look and said disdainfully: "Then go buy some drinks, Wizard, we built this bar not for poor people like you to sit here and rest!

Go spend money, wizard, or don’t blame us for kicking you out of here!”