The card draw starts in Azkaban

According to the agreement, Duwei came to Hogsmeade Village outside Hogwarts and prepared to meet Sirius Black in the Shrieking Shack.

It's still early.

Duwei gave up only after going on a shopping spree at Honeydukes and spending all his wages.

In the Three Broomsticks bar, he was chatting with the proprietress. Mrs. Rosmerta was so amused by Duwei's cold humor that she leaned forward and backward without ever closing her lips.

For this reason, the landlady gave him an extra glass of wine.

"Thank you, ma'am, and may our friendship last forever."

He raised a glass to thank Mrs. Rosmerta, and Mrs. Rosmerta also smiled at him. Just as they were about to continue talking, the sound of wind chimes came from outside the door.

Someone walked into the Three Broomsticks Bar with air-conditioning all over him. Immediately, this person's complaints broke the peaceful atmosphere of the bar and hit Zi Duwei's ears.

"These damn werewolves..."

Duwei turned his head.

Of course those who come to the bar at this time will not be Hogwarts students.

Seeing the visitor, Mrs. Rosmerta stood up and walked towards the visitor herself.

"Minister, why are you here?"

Du Wei turned his head slightly and saw a familiar greasy man walking in first, with an annoyed look on his face.

Hey, isn't this Fudge?

We haven’t seen each other for a few days, why are you so depressed?

Du Wei saw that the tip of Fudge's nose was red and his ears were red from the cold. He was completely without energy and kept complaining.

Beside him, Umbridge took the lead, pushing open the bar door for Minister Fudge, pulling out a stool, and asking him to sit down.

It wasn't until Fudge sat firmly that Umbridge moved her buttocks and sat on the side obsequiously. She stared at the minister with her eyes, making sure that if the minister had any requests, she would find and satisfy them as soon as possible.

Fudge looked decadent and greasy. He had no energy, so he sat down and ordered a low-alcohol cocktail.

"Have a cocktail, any cocktail.

God, give me a glass of wine to cheer me up.

Mrs. Rosmerta, things have been really bad lately."

Fudge rubbed his face with his generous hands and said weakly.

"What about you, Ms. Umbridge?"

"A cup of coffee, thank you."

Umbridge was vaguely hostile to Mrs. Rosmerta. The landlady with an iconic figure noticed this vague hostility and didn't take it seriously.

It just so happened that she didn't like Umbridge either.

At Fudge's side is his full-time bodyguard, the famous Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Deluxe.

This Auror with "remarkable achievements" has gray hair and piercing eyes.

His eyes scanned the bar vigilantly, and he quickly found a few unfamiliar faces.

Judging from the way he sits, he can pull out his wand at any time and fight with people.

Regardless of his strength, at least he has a good frame.

"What do you want to drink, Deluxe?"

Madam Rosmerta asked Delis whether she still remembered this Auror, who was also an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts.

"A glass of butterbeer, thank you."

he said.

Du Wei saw Fudge and turned his head.

When I saw him, I thought of Avada Kedavra and my eyes were dirty.

Du Wei has been crazy enough in London these days, and now he is entering the "Lupin" personality, becoming much gentler and polite.

The urge to detonate all the bombs in my suitcase has become less common these days.

Delis cast several spells to isolate hearing and sight.

The other guests in the bar were already used to this, but what Duwei didn't expect was that shortly after Fudge sat down, a large number of owls flew to the Three Broomsticks bar!

At least hundreds!

"Oh no!"

The wizards who were drinking quickly covered the mouth of their cups to prevent the owls' feces and feathers from falling into the cups.

Fudge gave a desperate cry to these owls.

Du Wei saw Delis removing the spell, and Fudge looked desperate and sluggish. He wanted to escape, but couldn't.

He had never thought that being the Minister of Magic was such a hopeless thing.

An owl dropped a howler letter, yes, someone sent a howler letter to the Minister of Magic, and in front of everyone, the howler letter started yelling.

It was the voice of an old lady, high-pitched but not harsh, high-pitched but not broken.

"Cornelly Fudge, where are you? How long will you stay at Hogwarts?

We need you, we need you to come to London and take charge, sit in your office and give orders!

Just because of one prisoner, an Azkaban escapee, everything in London has gone to hell, and you can't stay at Hogwarts forever!

You are not the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore is!

Otherwise, you can discuss with Dumbledore and ask you to switch places with him? You stay at Hogwarts and he comes to the Ministry of Magic! Thank God, that would be great!

I’m so looking forward to this day!”

This is complete and undisguised ridicule.

As long as you are alone, you will probably jump up when you hear this.

Fudge didn't.

He looked even more frightened. Cold sweat broke out on his head, and he kept wiping the sweat with a handkerchief. Mrs. Rosmerta quietly came to Duwei's side, as if watching the fun.

"He looks really embarrassed, doesn't he?"

She whispered in Du Wei's ear and said that under original circumstances, she would not have been so close to Du Wei, nor would she have said such words to Du Wei.

There must be at least a sense of boundaries.

No matter how downcast Fudge is, he is still the Minister of Magic, but strangely, she feels that Du Wei is very friendly now, the kind of closeness that makes people completely without any barriers.

Like a mixture of relatives, friends, tree holes, and lovers.

Or be more direct.

Du Wei is now like a weakness, a weakness in a person's character.

An interesting man.

Lockhart is really a genius, although he doesn't know how to dispel people's hostility and get close to them.

But he still used his own whims and almighty magic to solve these things. He didn't know how things happened, but he could find a way to make them happen.

Don't use principles, just look at the results.

Just like it is now.

Duvilla distanced herself and politely whispered: "Mrs. Rosmerta, be careful what you say."

He raised his index finger and put it on his lips, making a "silence" gesture. Mrs. Rosmerta immediately noticed that his action was inappropriate, smiled nonchalantly, and went to get a cocktail.

Fortunately, no one saw this scene.

Everyone was watching Fudge suffer.

After the first roaring letter, there was a second roaring letter. The content of the information was similar. They seemed to be really disappointed with Fudge. The senior wizards of the Wizengamot, the directors and deputy directors of various departments in the Ministry of Magic

Reporters from all over the country, their information made Fudge miserable, overwhelmed, and exhausted.

Some of these people are sarcastic and arrogant.

Someone is directly accountable, leaving work unattended.

Some people plead softly, while others are helpless.

All kinds of emotions made the minister sweat drip on his head and he couldn't stop it.

Until a reporter gave him a shot in the arm.

"Mr. Minister, I heard that the events in London were actually some attacks planned by Duwei of Azkaban to celebrate the return of the mysterious man. May I ask you..."

"What nonsense!"

Fudge was originally like a fish that was about to be deprived of oxygen, almost drowning in other people's saliva, just waiting to be scolded.

Who would have thought that after hearing these words, he suddenly came to life.

He stood up suddenly, roared at the talking letter, waved his wand and shattered the letter!

"What nonsense!"

He roared in confusion, and the hand holding the wand trembled.

He just doesn't know whether he is afraid of the name Du Wei or the name of the mysterious man.

"Let's get out of here, go, go..."

Fudge licked his lips, feeling a little stuck.

He was originally going to Hogwarts, but this time, he planned to smash the stone statue directly, break into Dumbledore's principal's office, and find out the silent old wizard.

However, he suddenly changed his mind.

Because of the shouting letter from the senior Wizengamot witch just now, and also because of the words that damn Duwei wrote in the Leaky Cauldron.

[Listen to me, everyone, I mean everyone, everyone who has betrayed the Dark Lord, pray, pray to your Dumbledore, pray for him to help you, pray for Dumbledore to save you.

, pray that he will open Hogwarts to accept you]

[Alternatively, Dumbledore replaces that loser Fudge and becomes Minister of Magic and protects you]

Du Wei's words worked.

Du Weiyong is always a conspiracy.

With these two sentences, he provoked the mentality of the three parties.

Fudge, Dumbledore, and those who fear the Dark Lord.

He knew what kind of person Fudge was. He was a plaster painter. When there was no major turmoil in the wizarding world, he could be a mediocre Minister of Magic, sit in the position of Minister of Magic that others did not want, and be safe and sound.

A secure retirement.

His greed for power and status and his obsession with stability overwhelm everything else.

He hates everything that is unstable.

Because that would bring out his incompetence.

He can use Dumbledore as his staff (although Dumbledore doesn't want to care about him), but he absolutely cannot let Dumbledore take his position, and no one can ask him to leave the Ministry of Magic!

Unless he dies!

How many years did it take for him to reach this level of qualifications and the position of Minister of Magic? It is hard-earned and cannot be lost!

Just because this mysterious man who is indistinguishable from falsehood returns, he will give up this position to others.

Sorry, Fudge can't do it!

So even if he knew that this was not what Dumbledore meant, his attitude towards Dumbledore would not improve.

No one can compete for his power.

No one can!

Not even Dumbledore!

As for Dumbledore.

He will never become Minister of Magic.

He clearly knows that he cannot control power.

He knows himself too well. He is famous now, but what he lacks is the tools. With the famous tools, he doesn't know what kind of things he can do.

He doesn't want to use the Elder Wand to kill people, so he can have the Elder Wand, which has the strongest magic power among the Deathly Hallows.

Likewise, because he gave up his power, he became a headmaster at Hogwarts, doing a good job and being respected.

But when he got the resurrection stone and wanted to conquer death, he saw death.

Just like the story of the Deathly Hallows, the boss with the strongest wand dies.

The second child who owned the Resurrection Stone also died.

Only Lao San, who had an invisibility cloak, took the initiative to embrace death.

He took the initiative to die.

The Deathly Hallows is inherently a curse.

Only people who really don't care about it can really use them.

No one can conquer death.

The same goes for Dumbledore.

His maturity is from the earliest hatred of injustice and resentment, to the calm face later, to finally seeing himself clearly, and starting to escape reality and suppress himself.

He clearly knows his weaknesses.

He knows himself better than anyone else.

"I'm not so sure," he summed up himself in front of Harry Potter during the normal development of the plot. "My performance when I was young and vigorous proved that power is my weakness. The temptation..."

"I'll be safer at Hogwarts. I think I'm a good teacher..."

"Perhaps among a million people, there is one person who can use all the holy weapons at the same time, Harry.

I am only fit to own the most trivial and featureless of them all.

I am fit to have the Elder Wand.

And I can’t boast about it, nor can I kill people with it. I can tame it and use it, because I don’t use it to take it, but to save others.”

He is a very self-aware person.

It's not that Dumbledore doesn't know how to use power, on the contrary, he happens to know how to use power very well. He is afraid of gaining power, afraid of using power and losing himself.

He is afraid that he will become another Grindelwald.

This is why he became one of the greatest wizards of modern times.

He will never become Minister of Magic.

In the words of others, people should not try to challenge their own weaknesses.

You are not as strong as you think.

Therefore, if Du Wei stayed, he would also be killing Dumbledore's heart.

People will not know what sacrifices Dumbledore made in order to restrain himself. People can only see that Dumbledore clearly has the power to save everyone (even the mysterious man is afraid of him), but he cannot save everyone. See Follow Voldemort to grow bigger.

No one cares how many difficulties you have.

No one would believe that a good old wizard might turn dark after taking the position of Minister of Magic.

This is what Du Wei wants.

He is stirring up public opinion.

A public opinion against Dumbledore.

By the way, he tortured Fudge and continued to lower the Ministry of Magic's status in people's hearts.

With the position of Minister of Magic and Dumbledore's current identity, there are ten thousand ways for Dumbledore to easily control the magical world.

At that time, what kind of ideas would he pursue?

Will he still be him?

Will he become Grindelwald?

He defeated his lover with his own hands and sent him to Nurmengard. A few years later, after defeating his lover, he became what he hated most.

It would be very interesting if it develops like this.

A smile appeared on Du Wei's lips. He drank the wine in his glass, said goodbye to his wife, and left the Three Broomsticks Bar.

He's going to the Screaming Shack.

Tonight, they should exchange identities.

Besides, I have seen enough excitement.

At least from Fudge's side and the onlookers' side, his strategy worked.

Look at that look on Fudge.

Ah, how embarrassing it is!