The card draw starts in Azkaban

"Oh, this is so scary."

Du Wei panicked and said, "No, sir, don't, don't do this, I will die if I leave here!

This place is heaven to me.”

He reached out to grab the can, like a drowning water ghost trying to drag someone down.

Seeing this, Can's ears flapped.

"madman."

This goblin couldn't hold it any longer.

Du Wei's sudden state frightened the goblin.

He jumped off the booth and left quickly.

He smoked and cursed while walking, and the skin on his face wrinkled, making him look even uglier.

Some of the cloaked people around also noticed the noise here.

They curiously observed this unscrupulous man, and one of them licked his lips at Du Wei, revealing a hint of bloody fangs.

That's a werewolf.

In terms of safety, the safest bar in the wizarding world is none other than the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade.

The people who appeared most there were students and teachers from Hogwarts, as well as some people from the village.

The personnel are not complicated and the security force is also very strong.

Next up are Old Tom's Leaky Cauldron and Aberforth's Hog's Head.

The Leaky Cauldron is the gateway to Diagon Alley. Generally, no one would bother to come here. Although the Pig's Head Bar has all kinds of people, it can also play cards and conduct some illegal transactions, but with the boss Aberforth here

, these people can’t make any waves.

Those dishonest customers are all honest in the Pig's Head Bar. After all, if they are dishonest, Aberforth doesn't mind using some transformation spells to punish them. As Albus's younger brother, Aberforth is also a magician.

A powerful wizard.

In the magical world, the most chaotic and dangerous place is this unknown small bar.

This place is not designed to be used for drinking and relaxing.

This is not so much a place for drinking and relaxing.

Rather, this is the so-called intelligence gathering place, used to exchange information and do things that are expressly prohibited by the Ministry of Magic.

Here you can find dark wizards, werewolves, smugglers, and intelligence dealers.

As long as you're willing to pan for gold here, you can always find something good.

These are some of the basic world views that Sirius told Duwei.

The entire magical world is much larger than Du Wei imagined. At least this world does not revolve around Hogwarts. The entire magical world is a small, but complete and complex ecosystem.

Duwei ordered a glass of wine, looked at the somewhat outrageous price, and silently wrote down the account to Sirius Black.

Sirius reimbursed the money.

After taking a sip.

Du Wei stopped keeping accounts.

He knew that he had been robbed.

He was a fugitive from Azkaban and one of the first dangerous criminals in England. He was robbed in this wretched place and at this wretched price.

He started to feel unhappy.

He glanced up at the ceiling, then looked at the nearby buildings, and after considering the possible enchantment spells of these buildings, Duwei took out gold galleons to pay.

'Gasoline, bombs, spells, enforcers.'

Du Wei thought to himself.

He doesn't care about the gold galleons.

A professor at Hogwarts, his salary is considerable. More importantly, Dumbledore is indeed a good person. He knows that Lupine is not doing well, and even pays him according to the weekly salary system commonly used by manual workers. He is now

He already has a lot of gold galleons, and he is not considered poor in terms of quantity.

He is now a high-income earner.

Despite his high income, it may only last for a year.

In the future, he will need to use some flexible means to maintain his high consumption.

Just need to sell a little conscience.

Take some risks.

He can become a rich man.

He was thinking about another thing at this time.

About how to deal with the aftermath.

If he makes a big fuss here, he means, if he catches a goblin here, kidnaps him, and then blows it up here, will he be hunted down?

If so, then who will hunt him down?

Is it a goblin or a wizard?

Furthermore, Muggle mercenaries.

Although in the background story, the goblins of Gringotts do not seem to be mainstream, Du Wei is a madman, not a fool.

'I'm not a bad person, I just happened to do some bad things.'

Du Wei often said this to himself.

Whenever he lies to himself like this, he feels much better.

Just from the contact just now, he could clearly feel that goblins were much more difficult to deal with than wizards.

They have a lot of money but no morals.

Such guys are extremely scary, they may do anything for the sake of financial expansion.

Duwei even began to think, would goblins with such a personality really care about the secrecy law and keep a distance from Muggles?

Will they really keep a distance from the upper echelons of Muggles and refuse fragrant Muggle resources?

Will they really honor their end of the bargain with the wizard?

Absolutely, no.

The benefits are too great.

Fairies, can't help it.

He couldn't help it anymore.

Du Wei licked his lips, feeling that things were getting more and more interesting.

It has to be said that it is a miracle that goblins can open Gringotts and raise magical animals including dragons. Even if the United Werewolf Rebellion is suppressed, they can still control the financial lifeline of the entire wizarding world.

Compared with the house elves who were subdued due to rebellion, modern wizards have not done anything praiseworthy, whether in terms of aggression or counter-invasion.

A bunch of trash.

Du Wei packed up his clothes and was about to leave, holding his civilized stick.

He can no longer suppress his desire to do bad things.

It's hard to do anything if you don't have anything.

Du Wei thought.

He knew that offending Fudge was not a big deal. Fudge's biggest reliance was his identity as the Minister of Magic. Apart from that, he had nothing to threaten Du Wei.

He has no backbone wizards who can take advantage of him, no powerful army under him, no support from violence, only legal protection.

He doesn't have any self-awareness yet.

He is also good at deceiving himself.

There could not be a better Minister for Magic.

Du Wei will not force Fudge to step down even if he dies.

What a buffoon this is.

He wants everyone to watch and watch Fudge's operations. He wants everyone to be disappointed with Fudge, disappointed with the Ministry of Magic, and disappointed with the current strategy of the Ministry of Magic.

The Minister for Magic did not resign.

He can only die in the line of duty!

He can only die!

Fudge will either die in Azkaban with a ruined reputation and completely shatter the majesty of the Ministry of Magic.

Either he will die in ruins at the hands of Voldemort, and Voldemort's return will be deeply rooted in people's hearts and frightening.

Apart from this, there is no third way.

He wanted to use his life to write the last chapter of his life. Fudge's death was his greatest contribution to the magical world.

Fairies are different.

They are a real danger.

But where are they in danger?

Du Wei didn't know.

He plans to put it into practice.

Then what could be simpler than catching a few goblins and consulting them carefully?

Du Wei thought clearly about the logic behind this, his heartbeat gradually began to speed up, and even his face became a little abnormally red.

Those signs of an adrenaline rush.

Gently stroking the wine glass in front of him, Du Wei turned around and went out through the back door.

No one stopped him.

After walking through the dilapidated, low passage at the back and past the toilet where someone vomited, he smelled the stench of the toilet and the smell of vomit. He continued walking forward and came to a hall at the back.

Next to the large wooden table in original colors, six goblins in vests were sitting together playing cards. When they saw the uninvited guests who broke in, these people stopped what they were doing.

"Get out of here, wizard, this is not where you should be."

A goblin grinned, showing his teeth and said threateningly.

Du Wei threw out a golden Galleon, which landed on the table, bounced up, and then fell.

One hand after another rushed out and covered Jin Gallon.

"What are you going to do, wizard?"

The goblins stood up, lay down on the table one by one, and struggled to raise their heads to look at him.

Du Wei pointed to the back door.

"I want to get out of here."

"You can't get out from here, this is the door we use."

Several goblins warned him.

Du Wei threw out another gold coin, and the goblins rushed to grab it again.

"What now?"

Du Wei asked.

"Aha, wishful thinking!"

These goblins turned their backs upon getting the money, and they seemed to be planning to extract more money. Du Wei expressionlessly performed "Avada Kedavra" on the ceiling, and green light exploded on the ceiling, exploding out

A small pit.

Du Wei clearly saw that these goblin men were armed with guns.

interesting.

Wizards don't use Muggle weapons, but goblins are already equipped with them?

Du Wei pointed his magic wand at several goblins who were about to take action and said, "Enough is enough."

The goblins didn't do anything again.

Because they were robbing the gold coins, they couldn't spare any money for the time being.

Looking at these goblins, Du Wei walked past them and walked to the back door.

One of the goblins said "hetui" and spat thick phlegm at his feet.

Du Wei didn't take it seriously.

He didn't care about the two gold coins he took out.

He had just bought some of their things with two gold coins and would receive the goods five days later.

At that time, it will be time to clear the money and goods.

He walked out of the back door of the bar and looked back. The back door of this unknown goblin bar was also in Diagon Alley, but from the outside, the door he just came out of disappeared and was a solid wall.

Only the phlegm under his feet reminded him that there was indeed a door here just now, and there were many goblins inside the door.

"Mysterious magic."

Du Wei said to himself, he looked at the time, twenty-five minutes.

He turned around and really went to Gringotts. It's just that the vault where he drew money was not in the Black family's private vault. Gringotts is a financial institution that is beyond the Ministry of Magic. Even if Black is judged to be

The Death Eaters were thrown into Azkaban, and the Ministry of Magic still had no way to seize Black's property.

These properties of the Black family will continue to be sealed in the Black family's private vault until the next person with the Black family mark comes to Gringotts and takes them away.

Just like Harry Potter in a certain time and space.

As for whether Gringotts will wait for the next heir, it is not something that anyone can know.

Sirius Black wouldn't dare go into Gringotts anyway.

He can be sure that when he goes to Gringotts, he will be safe and sound. He can take away all his family's property without any trouble.

It won't necessarily be the case when it comes out.

The goblins were not afraid to report it to the Ministry of Magic. They arrested a fugitive like him and sent him to Azkaban. At the same time, they sealed his family's treasure trove, waiting to be opened next time.

Goblins have no bottom line at all.

The same goes for the goblin who built Gringotts.

Duwei walked out of the bar with gold coins and some copper coins. Mad-Eye Moody was still here. He watched Duwei leave and glanced at the coins in his pocket to make sure he was going to withdraw money.

Twenty minutes later, Du Wei walked out of the bar easily and stood on the busy street.

Fifteen minutes later, he "coincidentally" met Bertha Jorkins on the street again.

In ten minutes, he booked a room in a nearby hotel.

Five minutes later, he and Bertha walked into the Express Hotel.

For a minute, he closed the door, and Bertha was so dizzy that the unhappy girl still didn't understand what happened, and she didn't even know why she was here.

He had just met this gentleman for only a few hours.

Why did she foolishly follow this gentleman here?

Bertha Jorkins didn't understand, but she didn't want to understand either. When the feeling and atmosphere came up, reason could take a back seat.

Truth is the most useless thing in this world.

She turned her face and shyly wanted to ask the name of the middle-aged gentleman behind her.

Du Wei endured the change with some pain.

He is changing back to his original self.

As he closed the door, he smiled.

After hearing Bertha Jorkins' question, Duwei said elegantly and politely: "Of course, ma'am. My name is Duwei, Duwei Jones, a graduate of Hogwarts Ravenclaw,

Prisoner of Azkaban for eleven years, now a free man.

Bertha Jorkins, nice to meet you, my lady.

Please take a seat.

Welcome to my site.

Would you like something to drink?"