Chapter 312 The "professional" approach of the Ministry of Magic
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Rui Chen 3499
The process of getting down went smoothly, and the prisoners I met along the way didn't make any noise, and just watched them leave silently.
Bella tried to win them over to see if they had the desire to escape from here, but the group of prisoners shook their heads and wanted to be reformed here.
"I have reflected on my behavior, and it was indeed too extreme before."
"Yes! I think so too! I'm going to be released from prison in three months, and I'm going to find Mr. Kong then."
"I'm also going to look for him. He seems to be short of manpower. I want to work hard with him and become a wizard again."
Bella couldn't help shivering, "Rookwood! When you find the owner, remember to keep him away from that Mr. Kong. This man's magical ability is too scary!"
"Also, you have to remember to tell the master that Lucius may have betrayed, after all, he is so close to that Mr. Kong."
Rookwood nodded, and still said unhurriedly: "Understood! Maybe you can go find that wizard called 'Great Elder', that person should be a help!"
They walked all the way to the bottom floor, and Bella and the others looked at each other, and at the same time stretched out their fingers, pointing to the obviously much larger lock, "Relashio!"
Without the aid of a wand, they can only cast wandless spells.
For this moment, they have been accumulating magic power all this time, just to help Rookwood escape from Azkaban.
Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Bella and the others, the huge door lock kept trembling, and parts flew out one after another.
The faces of several people became as pale as paper, and the door lock finally disintegrated, and the parts scattered on the ground, making a crisp sound.
Rookwood couldn't wait to push the door open, and Bella on the side quickly grabbed his hand.
"Rookwood! Let us explore the way ahead, you must escape from here and find the master!"
The attitude of several people who looked at death like home finally infected Luke Wood. He said solemnly: "Don't worry! I will definitely find the master!"
squeak...
There was a dull knock on the door, and the salty sea breeze poured into Azkaban.
Along with the sea breeze, there was a buzzing sound, and there was even the sound of a guard in the distance.
"Someone escaped from prison! Someone escaped from prison again!"
Bella and the others formed a human wall and stood in front of Rookwood.
When they saw the two guards on the opposite side, they roared hoarsely, and rushed over, taking the opportunity to cover Luke Wood from leaving.
Facing the guards carrying magic wands, Bella and the others were already at a disadvantage.
What's more, they had performed many rounds of casting spells without a staff before, and their bodies were already very weak, so they were no match for those guards at all.
After a burst of red light, Bella and the others fell to the ground one after another, and the two guards finally saw Rookwood who had run to the beach.
"Stupefy!"
The two stun spells burst into dazzling red light, but the magic was extinguished by the waves before it touched Rookwood, and Rookwood took this opportunity to plunge headfirst into the sea.
The two guards couldn't help wailing in despair: "Merlin's beard! We are finished! How come we have just changed guards, and then we met fugitives again! Are we going to stay here forever?"
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At noon the next day, Fudge, who got enough sleep, finally came to the minister's office through the Floo network.
Just as he sat down, Umbridge pushed the door open again with a worried expression on his face.
Fudge's good mood was instantly dispelled. He looked at Umbridge and asked, "What happened? Did the Daily Prophet play tricks?"
Umbridge shook his head, "Today's newspaper has been sent out, and the content is fine, so it's basically settled."
Fudge took out his wand and lit the fireplace beside him, "Then be happy, what else is there to worry about? Everything will be fine!"
"Minister Fudge! A second fugitive has appeared in Azkaban!"
"What!" Fudge screamed, and the flame in the fireplace suddenly burst out of the fireplace, almost burning the documents on the table, "What are you talking about! Another fugitive? Who is it?"
Umbridge nodded, "August Rookwood, do you still remember?"
"August Rookwood...August Rookwood..." Fudge held his wand lightly against his temple, and a few sparks burst out from the tip of the wand, "Who is that? It shouldn't be someone important Bar?"
"The Silencer, the former Department of Mysteries, the spy responsible for delivering messages to the Mysterious Man, is also a Death Eater."
"Damn it!" Fudge's face changed drastically, "You mean, a former employee of the Ministry of Magic escaped from Azkaban!"
"Yes...Minister Fudge."
"It's late..." Fudge slumped on the seat, "A former employee of the Ministry of Magic escaped from Azkaban, and my ministerial career may be coming to an end..."
"Minister Fudge, it's not that bad!" Umbridge walked up to Fudge and took out a letter from his pocket.
The handwriting on the letter was very scribbled, and the content was very simple: there are prisoners assisting the fugitives to escape, please give instructions!
Fudge came to his senses, like a drowning man grasping at straws, "You intercepted the letter? Doesn't anyone else know about it?"
"Yes." Umbridge laughed. "Now that there is a Sirius Black, the wizarding world can no longer be frightened."
"That's true! That's true!" Fudge stood up, leaning on the armrest, and directly pulled the letter from Umbridge's hand.
"It's already been rotated. The two staff who are currently in charge of guarding work have just passed by, right?"
"Yes, Minister Fudge."
Blood color appeared on Fudge's face, and he murmured as if he was insane: "They probably don't want to be trapped in Azkaban forever, do they?"
"We can stop their mouths first. As long as they don't say anything and we don't pursue it, then this matter can be regarded as never happened!"
"Yes, this matter can be done quietly." Umbridge nodded, "The dementors have also left to expand their numbers, and no one else knows what happened except us and those two guards. "
"You can sign a magic contract with them!" Fudge said, biting his finger, "This will ensure that they will not leak the secret!"
Umbridge suggested: "Minister Fudge, if you don't mind, I can go over there myself and modify their memories, so that nothing will go wrong."
"Dolores!" Fudge gave Umbridge a deep look, "Without your assistance, who could help me handle so many complicated problems so perfectly!"
Umbridge laughed, a sweet smile that only Fudge would find pleasing to the eye, "Minister Fudge! It is my honor to relieve your worries!"
Bella tried to win them over to see if they had the desire to escape from here, but the group of prisoners shook their heads and wanted to be reformed here.
"I have reflected on my behavior, and it was indeed too extreme before."
"Yes! I think so too! I'm going to be released from prison in three months, and I'm going to find Mr. Kong then."
"I'm also going to look for him. He seems to be short of manpower. I want to work hard with him and become a wizard again."
Bella couldn't help shivering, "Rookwood! When you find the owner, remember to keep him away from that Mr. Kong. This man's magical ability is too scary!"
"Also, you have to remember to tell the master that Lucius may have betrayed, after all, he is so close to that Mr. Kong."
Rookwood nodded, and still said unhurriedly: "Understood! Maybe you can go find that wizard called 'Great Elder', that person should be a help!"
They walked all the way to the bottom floor, and Bella and the others looked at each other, and at the same time stretched out their fingers, pointing to the obviously much larger lock, "Relashio!"
Without the aid of a wand, they can only cast wandless spells.
For this moment, they have been accumulating magic power all this time, just to help Rookwood escape from Azkaban.
Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Bella and the others, the huge door lock kept trembling, and parts flew out one after another.
The faces of several people became as pale as paper, and the door lock finally disintegrated, and the parts scattered on the ground, making a crisp sound.
Rookwood couldn't wait to push the door open, and Bella on the side quickly grabbed his hand.
"Rookwood! Let us explore the way ahead, you must escape from here and find the master!"
The attitude of several people who looked at death like home finally infected Luke Wood. He said solemnly: "Don't worry! I will definitely find the master!"
squeak...
There was a dull knock on the door, and the salty sea breeze poured into Azkaban.
Along with the sea breeze, there was a buzzing sound, and there was even the sound of a guard in the distance.
"Someone escaped from prison! Someone escaped from prison again!"
Bella and the others formed a human wall and stood in front of Rookwood.
When they saw the two guards on the opposite side, they roared hoarsely, and rushed over, taking the opportunity to cover Luke Wood from leaving.
Facing the guards carrying magic wands, Bella and the others were already at a disadvantage.
What's more, they had performed many rounds of casting spells without a staff before, and their bodies were already very weak, so they were no match for those guards at all.
After a burst of red light, Bella and the others fell to the ground one after another, and the two guards finally saw Rookwood who had run to the beach.
"Stupefy!"
The two stun spells burst into dazzling red light, but the magic was extinguished by the waves before it touched Rookwood, and Rookwood took this opportunity to plunge headfirst into the sea.
The two guards couldn't help wailing in despair: "Merlin's beard! We are finished! How come we have just changed guards, and then we met fugitives again! Are we going to stay here forever?"
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At noon the next day, Fudge, who got enough sleep, finally came to the minister's office through the Floo network.
Just as he sat down, Umbridge pushed the door open again with a worried expression on his face.
Fudge's good mood was instantly dispelled. He looked at Umbridge and asked, "What happened? Did the Daily Prophet play tricks?"
Umbridge shook his head, "Today's newspaper has been sent out, and the content is fine, so it's basically settled."
Fudge took out his wand and lit the fireplace beside him, "Then be happy, what else is there to worry about? Everything will be fine!"
"Minister Fudge! A second fugitive has appeared in Azkaban!"
"What!" Fudge screamed, and the flame in the fireplace suddenly burst out of the fireplace, almost burning the documents on the table, "What are you talking about! Another fugitive? Who is it?"
Umbridge nodded, "August Rookwood, do you still remember?"
"August Rookwood...August Rookwood..." Fudge held his wand lightly against his temple, and a few sparks burst out from the tip of the wand, "Who is that? It shouldn't be someone important Bar?"
"The Silencer, the former Department of Mysteries, the spy responsible for delivering messages to the Mysterious Man, is also a Death Eater."
"Damn it!" Fudge's face changed drastically, "You mean, a former employee of the Ministry of Magic escaped from Azkaban!"
"Yes...Minister Fudge."
"It's late..." Fudge slumped on the seat, "A former employee of the Ministry of Magic escaped from Azkaban, and my ministerial career may be coming to an end..."
"Minister Fudge, it's not that bad!" Umbridge walked up to Fudge and took out a letter from his pocket.
The handwriting on the letter was very scribbled, and the content was very simple: there are prisoners assisting the fugitives to escape, please give instructions!
Fudge came to his senses, like a drowning man grasping at straws, "You intercepted the letter? Doesn't anyone else know about it?"
"Yes." Umbridge laughed. "Now that there is a Sirius Black, the wizarding world can no longer be frightened."
"That's true! That's true!" Fudge stood up, leaning on the armrest, and directly pulled the letter from Umbridge's hand.
"It's already been rotated. The two staff who are currently in charge of guarding work have just passed by, right?"
"Yes, Minister Fudge."
Blood color appeared on Fudge's face, and he murmured as if he was insane: "They probably don't want to be trapped in Azkaban forever, do they?"
"We can stop their mouths first. As long as they don't say anything and we don't pursue it, then this matter can be regarded as never happened!"
"Yes, this matter can be done quietly." Umbridge nodded, "The dementors have also left to expand their numbers, and no one else knows what happened except us and those two guards. "
"You can sign a magic contract with them!" Fudge said, biting his finger, "This will ensure that they will not leak the secret!"
Umbridge suggested: "Minister Fudge, if you don't mind, I can go over there myself and modify their memories, so that nothing will go wrong."
"Dolores!" Fudge gave Umbridge a deep look, "Without your assistance, who could help me handle so many complicated problems so perfectly!"
Umbridge laughed, a sweet smile that only Fudge would find pleasing to the eye, "Minister Fudge! It is my honor to relieve your worries!"
