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Duwei was noncommittal about the elf Bobby's words.

Whether Master Malfoy listens to him or not has nothing to do with him.

Du Wei didn't care whether he lived or died.

He also hung his coat on the hanger.

The entire office was clean, without a single portrait. These portraits were all put away the last time Scrimgeour locked himself up.

No one has an opinion on this.

They all thought that Mr. Scrimgeour had become autistic and unwilling to see people because of his last failure.

This is indeed the case, but the subsequent development is different from what everyone imagined. Just when everyone thought that Scrimgeour failed first and could not get out of the shadows, Scrimgeour suddenly appeared and cheered up again. He vowed

, leading the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to resist the attack of the mysterious man.

"I swear, I will protect the magical world and all those who fight for freedom!"

"For freedom!"

"For freedom!"

Scrimgeour reappeared as if he had been reborn.

Drastically, with the support of Ms. Bernsch, internal reforms began.

To a certain extent.

He was truly transformed.

Because it is no longer Scrimgeour who takes the stage again.

The replacement happened when he was alone in the office and Du Wei knocked on his door and Shi Shiran came in from outside.

Scrimgeour was stunned. Ms. Bertha Jorkins and several people from other departments came in behind Dowey Jones. Scrimgeour had never thought of such a ridiculous thing. One day, a man from the Ministry of Magic came in.

The wanted criminals would walk in naturally through the gate with Ministry of Magic officers.

"No need to struggle, Mr. Scrimgeour."

Dowey Jones said calmly: "I have sent away all the people who could save you. Mr. Scrimgeour, the only ones left here are my people."

He sat opposite Scrimgeour. Lady Bertha brought him a chair. Scrimgeour reached out and grabbed the wand, licking his lips uneasily.

"Then what are you doing here?"

He asked Dowey Jones in an attempt to delay time through chatting and seek changes.

Duwei placed a notebook on the table, pressed it hard and said, "That's it, Mr. Scrimgeour, I know very well that not everyone has the courage to fight against Voldemort.

I understand your fear, Mr. Scrimgeour, and so I think so.

Since you can't do it, you have to abdicate and make way for someone better."

Dowey Jones was polite and courteous in his presence.

But his tone left no room for negotiation.

Scrimgeour subconsciously wanted to cast magic, but before he could raise his wand, a large number of disarming spells hit him like a rainstorm, knocking him unconscious.

"I'm really sorry," Du Wei walked over, took off his wand, equipment, and clothes, and said, "But the speed at which you cast the spell is really too slow.

In the magic world, I should be the fastest in casting spells.

Abdicate your position and make way for someone better, my Mr. Scrimgeour. I approve of your attitude, but I don’t trust your ability."

Reading with rice balls

Scrimgeour was imprisoned.

Du Wei stood in front of the mirror, playing the role of this famous Auror seriously and carefully.

Playing Mr. Scrimgeour is slightly more difficult than playing Professor Lupin.

Fortunately, his work relationship and life relationship are very simple.

Mr. Scrimgeour does not attach much importance to his family, and he has nothing to reveal about his family.

No wife and no children.

A fierce person who devotes himself to his work.

Among Aurors, there are not many such people, but there are definitely a lot of them.

Apart from that, there are those Aurors who are very vigilant around them.

He wanted to hide it from these people.

'A gratifying challenge.'

Du Wei easily mobilized the most powerful Aurors among them.

Deluxe, Kingsley, Tonks, Mad-Eye Moody.

The remaining people are nothing to worry about.

He has secured his position as chief of staff.

This is the second step of his plan.

I want to send all the old antiques from the Ministry of Magic to Azkaban.

War is the key to everything.

War is the catalyst for power change in all major changes.

Ms. Bernsch, he was so disappointed.

Due to Ms. Bernsch's intervention, Du Wei had to take action himself.

Duwei glanced at the time. In another hour, he would go out to see Mrs. Malfoy.

Since he wants to start a fight, he needs to get accurate information.

As for the Ministry of Magic, he personally got involved.

At Hogwarts, he can get first-hand information at any time.

The only flaw is Voldemort's side.

Fortunately, on Voldemort's side, the Malfoy family of three were not loyal enough to their master.

Especially Mrs. Malfoy.

Mrs. Malfoy is the flaw in Voldemort's camp.

Holding Draco Malfoy's neck was equivalent to holding Mrs. Malfoy's neck.

She can't change the world.

The notebook in front of him jumped up and down, exuding hatred and curses for everything. He even wanted to jump up, bite Du Wei's neck, and tear open his throat. Du Wei grabbed a dagger and stabbed him fiercely.

Pin it before your eyes!

Blood dripping.

This book is like a living thing, with black blood flowing out!

Du Wei felt the same sharp pain that penetrated into his bone marrow.

It was as if this dagger had stabbed me in the stomach!

Black blood flowed from the notebook, and Du Wei felt a kind of pain and hatred.

This is his motivation!

It is certainly beneficial to peel off the rest of your personality and make it into a Horcrux.

He can handle his own affairs more rationally.

But the side effect of such magic is that he is extremely emotionally detached and indifferent.

All human emotions are leaving him.

He, plus the notebook, is a complete Du Wei.

Without him, Notebook is a madman.

It is a vicious magic item that curses others.

Without his notebook, Du Wei becomes an extremely rational, emotionless tool, a tool man without character.

Under the severe pain, both of them felt the same, and Du Wei's eyes became blood red.

But when Bertha Jorkins and the rest saw such a thing.

Not only did I not feel scared, but I felt very kind.

Unfortunately, there is no Bertha here now.

Du Wei endured the severe pain alone.

'It's back, that feeling.'

Du Wei took a deep breath intoxicated, as if the black blood had a reassuring power.

Before going to see Mrs. Malfoy.

Du Wei took a look at his achievements these days.

With Scrimgeour and Voldemort, Du Wei obtained more than 300 purple cards. Because every spell cast was "Avada Kedavra", recently he forced Voldemort to enter Du Wei's brain.

, and forced a fight with him.

To be honest, Voldemort took a huge risk by doing this.

But he had to do it.

Originally, Du Wei thought that his "Avada Kedavra" would not kill people, but now, Du Wei put away his words.
To be continued...