The card draw starts in Azkaban

Du Wei looked at the newspaper with a complicated expression on his face.

"1993."

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, he looked as thin as a skeleton wearing a Mickey-colored windbreaker.

The long-term lack of nutrition and lack of exposure to the sun made his skin as white as a vampire, but lackluster. His face was thin and detached, making him look a bit scary.

He stretched out his fingers slightly, touched his not smooth skin, and then started shaving.

"Is this what I originally looked like?"

Du Wei said to himself.

The male owner of the house is not as tall as him.

But when he put on the male master's windbreaker, he looked empty, like an empty frame.

I have lost my freedom for such a long time.

As soon as he thought about this, he showed his teeth and smiled fiercely.

He turned his head and came to the kitchen.

Du Wei stood barefoot in the kitchen, found honey and sugar, boiled water, and dropped the tea bag into the tea cup.

One spoonful of honey, two spoons of honey, three spoons of honey, half a cup of honey.

Then add sugar!

Finally, brew boiling water.

The aroma of black tea came to his nose, and Du Wei sniffed the scent with great enjoyment.

"Sweet scent."

He looked out through the window and saw the rising sun. He turned on the TV again and started making breakfast.

He is currently in Surrey, southeast England, not far from London.

This is a middle-class community. Summer vacation is coming, and the owner of this place has taken his children to London for vacation. The whole house is empty.

Lettuce, tomato, onion, fried egg, a simple sandwich was stuffed into his mouth. There was no sauce, but he still ate it deliciously.

"The taste of freedom."

He took a sip of the sweet tea and finally felt alive.

The news was playing on the TV. Just when Du Wei had eaten and drank enough and was about to take a nap for a while, two side-by-side wanted notices appeared on the TV.

Sirius' unruly eyes, messy beard and hair appeared on the TV.

Next to him was the thin and gloomy Du Wei.

The host said that they were two extremely dangerous murderers with guns in their hands. After discovering them, residents were asked to call.

Du Wei looked at the wanted notice and lost all sleep.

He thought the person who called him on the phone might be an Auror from the Ministry of Magic.

"Sirius also escaped from prison? How fast."

He wasn't surprised by Sirius's escape.

He knew it was the summer vacation of 1993, and he knew Sirius would escape from prison.

Sirius originally escaped from prison around this time.

After Fudge went to Azkaban to inspect, Sirius escaped from prison.

Compared to him taking Fudge's boat with the wind, Sirius turned into a big black dog and swam over, which was even more difficult.

The purpose of their jailbreak is also different.

Sirius is for the safety of his godson, Duwei is for freedom.

The most important thing is that Du Wei came out of Azkaban and was alone. He didn't even have any savings from Gringotts, and now he couldn't even afford to buy clothes.

He had no galleons and no pennies, so he was very poor and magnanimous.

When Sirius comes out, he is still the last heir of the Black family and can buy the top broomsticks and firebolts in the wizarding world at one price.

But they all face the same situation.

Chasing troops!

It seems that they are all wanted by both the wizarding world and Muggles, and their lives are in danger.

Du Wei intervened and sat up, thinking carefully about the next strategy.

Jailbreaking is an ongoing operation.

If he wants to get away with it, he has to continue to fight against the Ministry of Magic and improve his magic power. Only when his magic power reaches a certain level can he ignore the threat from the Ministry of Magic.

Currently, he has nowhere to go.

Death Eaters cannot be trusted, Voldemort cannot be trusted, and the White Devil cannot be trusted either.

The Death Eaters who are still at large are either traitors, spies, or just outsiders.

They won't help Duwei.

The Black and White Demon King cannot even meet him.

Dumbledore and Voldemort are the two masters of Legilimency in the world.

Whatever thoughts he has, he can't hide from the eyes of these two people at all, unless he has practiced Occlumency to an extremely advanced level, like Snape.

The problem is that Severis Snape did this because he was a pawn buried by Voldemort next to Dumbledore. Voldemort knew the strength of his old headmaster and tacitly allowed his subordinates to do this.

Snape was very important to Voldemort, and Voldemort was also very tolerant.

Even if he knew that Snape was lying sometimes, Voldemort didn't care.

He needed Snape.

But he doesn't need Duwei.

The same goes for the White Devil. Du Wei didn't want someone to stir things up in his mind, flipping through his memories like a book.

"Then where should I go?"

Du Wei looked at the owls fluttering and flying outside, a little lost in thought. Until now, there was a fire burning in his heart.

Yesterday he lay on the cold floor and slept.

Quite a bit, but he still fell asleep.

It's not that he doesn't want to go to bed.

It's that he is no longer familiar with the bed.

He slept on the cold ground for eleven years, and his arthritis hurt so much that he couldn't bend his joints.

He curled up on the floor, like a baby, having countless nightmares, and his back was soaked with sweat.

When he woke up, he didn't feel empty.

Because he knows what he wants to do.

He wants to throw those losers from the Ministry of Magic into Azkaban.

Kill the top Death Eaters.

If possible, kill the Dark Lord by the way.

Revenge is the eternal flame burning in his heart that cannot be extinguished.

"I need more cards and more magic."

Du Wei thought carefully about his next action.

He needs to grasp a certain level. He needs to attack the wizards, but he cannot attract too many wizards to surround him.

If you want to look for wizards, there are wizards in Hogwarts, Diagon Alley, Upside Down Alley, the Ministry of Magic, Hogsmeade, St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Nurmengard, but he is not Voldemort.

In these places, you will only be beaten to death, or caught by the soul-destroying hanging, and given an intimate kiss!

So the safest place is actually.

Du Wei stood up and began to clean himself up.

The safest place is No. 4, Privet Drive.

Soon, Harry Potter will blow up his annoying Aunt Marge into a balloon and run away from home.

Ten minutes after this, two members of the Incident Reversal Department will go to No. 4 Privet Drive to deal with the mess left by Harry Potter.

"Yes, yes, two members of the Ministry of Magic. They are not strikers, not Aurors, and are not good at fighting.

More importantly, they are qualified wizards.

They have two wands and information about their colleagues."

Du Wei quickly finalized the plan. He rummaged through the box and got a pair of leather shoes that didn't fit very well. He put on clothes and trousers crookedly, and used Apparition to leave here.

"Thank you for your gift."

Before leaving, he found a piece of paper and wrote aggrievedly.

"After I succeed, I will pay you. This is an IOU."

There is a flaw in Du Wei's Apparition, and it is indeed a flaw in spatial distance.

For some people with high magic power, such as Voldemort, he can apparate at extremely long distances. Du Wei cannot do that. He cannot apparate directly to Privet Drive. He can only apparate there slowly and multiple times.

.

"I hope I won't be late."

Du Wei said to himself.

Fortunately, this time, he got there in time. When he arrived, poor Harry Potter had not yet been tortured by his aunt. He was racking his brains in his homework in the attic room.

Duwei did not go near Privet Drive, which was a closely monitored area. If he was seen by the squibs left there, Dumbledore would teach him how to behave.

Duwei does not feel that he is Dumbledore's opponent now.

As night fell, he took a stone and accurately smashed the street lights on Privet Drive and several nearby streets, plunging the surrounding area into darkness.

There were angry curses coming from all around, but it did not affect Du Wei's behavior. He hid in the darkness and wreaked havoc unscrupulously.

After he knocked out all the street lights and fell into darkness.

"What are you doing here?"

In the darkness, a pair of bright eyes stared at Du Wei.

A large black dog emerged from the bushes, taking the form of a tall Sirius Black.

Sirius looked at Duwei with a threatening look.