There are two reasons why the Dumbledore brothers completely fell out. Ariana is one of the reasons, and Grindelwald is the second reason.

Hagrid was very nervous next to Scrimgeour, not knowing what to say. At this time, Aberforth came over with two glasses of firewhiskey.

Duwei's eyes were focused on the two glasses of fire whiskey.

Originally, Du Wei thought that the so-called Fire Whiskey was either describing the wine as very hot and of high purity.

Either this glass of wine is burning like a raging flame.

But after he saw the Firewhiskey with his own eyes, Duwei felt that he still underestimated the creativity of these wizards.

A cup of burning lava with a flaming sheep jumping around on it.

This is one of Aberforth's specialties, Firewhiskey.

He placed two glasses of wine on the table.

"Tell me why you are here, Scrimgeour. We have no friendship, and you don't seem like someone who would come here to spend money."

Aberforth sat down by the way and said, he looked very cold and stubborn, he sat in front of Scrimgeour, he was also taller than Scrimgeour, he put his hands on the table as if to

Listen to what this head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic plans to do here.

"A great man like you," continued Aberforth, "would not come here."

"Don't hate me so much." Dowey Jones looked at this thing and reached out to touch it. Although it looked like magma, fortunately, it was not too hot.

He raised the cup and signaled it to Aberforth. He took a sip and felt an explosion of sensory stimulation!

Du Wei felt that he had swallowed a mouthful of fire, but this flame, yes, this flame, did not hurt his esophagus at all.

It's just a sensory stimulation!

"I think I might need some fellas."

Du Wei took a sip of whiskey, and flames were coming out of his ears. Along with his beard, there were also flames curling up in his nose!

Hagrid was stunned.

It wasn't because of the fire - he also drank Firewhiskey. What he didn't expect was the words of Dewey Jones.

He even forgot about his twitching, and looked down at Scrimgeour. Aberforth didn't even think about it, but he repeated Scrimgeour's words.

"You need some guys?"

"Yes, I need some help, according to the order of the Minister of Magic, to be precise, Minister Millicent Barnold, you should know who she is, a powerful witch, she is in Voldemort, oh, sea

Grid, don't be afraid when you hear this name. She served as Minister of Magic when Voldemort was at his most rampant, and was also Fudge's previous Minister.

I carefully studied her ministerial orders, to be precise, they were emergency wartime orders.

I discovered that at that time, she not only liberated some of the powers of Aurors and Strikers, but more importantly...

She also allowed the Aurors to expand their teams independently, and gave those in the team temporary Auror powers."

Dowey Jones said: "So I need some guys, Aberforth, I asked about you, I know you have a lot of contacts, do you understand me?
Chapter completed!