"Please take a seat, Lady Bertha."

He kissed Bertha on the head, drew out a chair for her, and asked her to sit down.

Lady Bertha's heart was beating fast. She sat down and saw the house elf in a dress next to her.

There were no house elves in Bertha Jorkins' family.

"Please call him Mr. Dobby. Remember, it's Mr. Dobby."

Du Wei said.

Duwey said what he said, and Bertha Jorkins said: "Mr. Dobby."

Dobby was so happy that he almost disappeared again.

"She called me Mr. Dobby."

Dobby's eyes were bright, he looked up at Du Wei and said.

"Of course, Mr. Dobby, you are Mr. Dobby."

Duwei also said that he hoped others would call him Mr. Duwei, not the Death Eater or the Azkaban prisoner.

Therefore, do what you don’t want others to do.

Du Wei touched Mr. Dobby's big ears. This time, Mr. Dobby did not resist.

Mr Dobby is serving the food.

He looked at Ms. Bertha Jorkins eagerly, and when Ms. Bertha Jorkins said "delicious," Dobby grinned.

Behind her, Du Wei spread his arms. Several goblin masters were holding tape measures for making clothes. He was holding a thick notebook in his hand, holding it firmly in his hand without any trace of it.

Relax.

It seemed that if he loosened his grip even slightly, the notebook would grow legs and run away on its own.

Bertha Jorkins glanced at the notebook with some curiosity. The notebook was struggling. In a daze, she saw that there seemed to be a black mist inside the notebook that was trying to come out.

But Mr. Duwei grabbed him with his hands.

"go back."

Duwei was very calm. He stood where he was. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Bertha Jorkins always felt that Mr. Duwei seemed to be a different person at this moment.

In the past, he was like an active volcano under the sea, looking very peaceful, but now, he looks like an icy snow-capped mountain.

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Those are two different kinds of peace.

The difference between the two is that although the active volcano under the sea looks quiet, it will be destroyed.

The moment he wanted to destroy the world, the overwhelming volcanic ash caused thunder and lightning in the sky, the ground shook, and a tsunami brought down tens of thousands of tons of sea water, submerging everything.

The snow-capped mountains were different. She even felt that Mr. Du Wei didn't have much humanity left in him.

But this might be her misunderstanding, because Mr. Duwei smiled at him again.

The locomotive and the can appeared humbly in front of Duwei when Bertha Jorkins was eating.

"My master."

Can Can wanted to kneel down and kiss Duwei's boots.

The locomotive was similar, only Griphook seemed to have some backbone. He lowered his head, but was very unconvinced.

Du Wei looked at them. The goblin masters handed the list they needed to the locomotive. These goblin masters were like tailors, creating a set of clothes for Mr. Du Wei.

Bertha Jorkins finished her meal quickly. She was a little anxious and wanted to ask Mr. Duwe what he was going to do next.

"Join the Ministry of Magic."

Du Wei said simply.

Today is a big day, today is his first day at the Ministry of Magic.

He straightened his clothes and waited for the magic robe to be completed.

After stuffing the last piece of pudding into his mouth, Duwei sucked the cream on his fingers seriously and said, "Bertha, take our good friend, Peter Pettigrew, and we are going to save the world."

He picked up the wand and used "Avada Kedavra" heavily on Voldemort. Looking at the purple card that fell from him, he said: "Bertha, follow my footsteps and don't fall behind.
Chapter completed!