Chapter 113 111. Wolf and Dog
Dumbledore left the carriage at seven o'clock.
Leaving from the car alone, he didn't wear a wizard robe but a long windbreaker, and then used Apparition to come to an ordinary Muggle town next to London.
He is like an old man who wakes up in the morning and walks aimlessly along the street, walking from one end of the town towards the park in the center.
The scenery here is very good. There are many young people doing morning exercises in the morning, as well as children standing on the side of the road waiting for the school bus to arrive at school. He walked along the side of the road unhurriedly until he came to a park next to the bench.
There was also an old man sitting on the bench. He looked much thinner than Dumbledore, with a short beard on his face, wearing a long windbreaker with a stand-up collar, and his face was even more grim. He just sat on the bench and closed his eyes. .
"You came earlier than me." Dumbledore was obviously surprised in his words, and he sat on the other side of the bench as if he knew the old man very well.
The cold old man opened his eyes, instead of looking at Dumbledore, he reached out and took out a cloth bag from his pocket and threw it to him.
"What you want, the old man Grigovitch has joined me now, these are the first batch."
Dumbledore asked curiously.
"How did you convince him?"
The old man sneered: "Vader pointed his wand at his head, and I asked him if he had any other suggestions for me? He said he would follow my example."
Dumbledore was silent for a while, and he smiled after a long time.
"This can be regarded as your style of doing things, but don't be too harsh on him, after all, you stole things from others back then."
The old man snorted coldly.
"Don't pretend to be a good person here. I'll give you things, and you can't lose a penny. I know that even without the Philosopher's Stone, you still left a lot of gold in that old car of yours."
Dumbledore waved his hand indifferently.
"Don't worry, after today's business is over, I will ask someone to deliver the previously agreed price."
As he spoke, he stuffed the cloth bag into the empty pocket of his windbreaker, and then stood up from the bench.
Dumbledore looked at the old man who was still motionless on the bench, blinked and said with a smile.
"I received the things, why don't you go?"
The old man leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes again. The cold morning wind blew his collar, but he remained motionless.
"You haven't paid me the money yet, I'm going to wait here. In this world, no one can deny my debt!"
Dumbledore suddenly laughed. He didn't look at the old man sitting on the bench who obviously could have sent someone to deliver things, but came here from Bulgaria. Instead, he turned and walked towards downtown London. past.
He didn't walk fast, and left here like a walk. Out of the town, he reached out and stopped a taxi, and told the driver a place name.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, he arrived on time on this street that seemed dilapidated and deserted even in the daytime.
It seemed that he had a good conversation with the taxi driver along the way, and after paying the fare with a Muggle note, he got out of the car and entered a red, old, shapeless telephone booth.
Instead of touching the antique telephone in the phone booth, he drew out his wand.
This wand was not the elder wand he usually used, but an ordinary applewood wand with phoenix feather core. He raised the wand and tapped lightly on the phone.
The next second, the phone booth suddenly began to descend, just like an elevator, leading Dumbledore to the ground.
This landing lasted for about a minute before the phone booth finally landed at its destination. After the door opened, he was already in a hall that was almost half the size of a football field.
There are many gold-plated fireplaces embedded in the walls on both sides of the main hall, and directly in front of him is a stone statue of magic is power. Seven years ago, this location was actually a fountain of magic brothers.
Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Dumbledore's eyes showed a little nostalgia. He walked out of the phone booth, surrounded by all kinds of wizards passing by him, and at this time a witch finally saw his face.
The witch froze in place, which caused the other wizard who had been following her to bump into her back, but before he could complain, he followed the witch's eyes and saw him walking in the hall with a smile on his face. Dumbledore in.
Gradually, more and more wizards saw him, and almost everyone in the hall was stunned. They looked in disbelief at the number one black wizard and wanted criminal in the magic world who walked in so blatantly. The brain went blank for the first time.
Dumbledore didn't pay any attention to the performance of these people around him, but just came to the wizard registration office in the main hall without haste.
The employee of the Ministry of Magic who was looking down at the newspaper felt someone approaching, and he spoke formulaic lines without looking up.
"Put the wand on the table and register and sign the form over there."
Dumbledore did not put down his wand, nor went to register and sign, but said calmly in a voice that all wizards in the hall could hear.
"Can you contact Voldemort and tell him, is his teacher visiting him?"
At the same time that Dumbledore walked into the Ministry of Magic, Azkaban.
Sirius took the wand from Lupin's hand, and he had already walked out of the prison, walking side by side with Lupine on the main road of the prison.
The irrepressible excitement appeared on their faces, and their obvious actions in broad daylight naturally attracted the attention of the "jailors".
Dementors floated towards them, and the entire main road was crowded with such monsters, so densely packed that it was impossible to count them.
"Which one to start with?" Sirius held his wand up in front of him, licked his dry lips, and showed a fierce smile on his face.
Lupine was still so stable, he and Sirius were back to back, and said calmly.
"Let's start with Ralph and the others. We need to take him out first."
In the past three years, they have been getting along like this, with Lupine directing and Sirius doing things.
After determining the target, Sirius couldn't hide the ferocious smile on his face anymore.
"Cubs!"
He waved his wand.
"Call God for protection!"
Silver light diffused around him, like a star ring around a planet.
Lupine also used this advanced defensive spell together.
"Call God for protection!"
The light suddenly became extremely dazzling!
The dementor rushing to the front began to scream silently, and retreated desperately, under the dazzling silver light.
The wolves and the dogs cohere together, and they run towards their prey group!
(end of this chapter)