Du Wei looked at the newspaper with a complicated expression.

“1993.”

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself inside the mirror.

In the mirror, he was as thin as a bone rack wearing a Mickey-colored windbreaker.

His long-term lack of nutrition and lack of sunlight made his skin as fair as a vampire, but lacking in luster. His face was thin and looked a bit scary.

He stretched out his finger slightly, touching his unsmooth skin, and then began to shave.

"So I'm looking like this?"

Du Wei said to himself.

This male owner is not as tall as him.

But when he put on the male owner's windbreaker, he looked empty, like an empty shelf.

Losing freedom has been so long.

As soon as he thought of this, he showed his teeth and smiled loudly.

He turned his head and came to the kitchen.

Du Wei stood barefoot in the kitchen, found honey and sugar, boiled boiling water, and threw the tea bag into the tea cup.

One spoonful of honey, two spoonfuls of honey, three spoonfuls of honey, and half a cup of honey.

Then add sugar!

Finally, brew boiling water.

The aroma of black tea came to my nose, and Du Wei sniffed the breath very much.

"Sweet breath."

He looked out through the window and saw the rising sun. He turned on the TV and started making breakfast.

He is currently in Surrey, southeast of England, not far from London.

This is a middle-class community. When summer vacation is approaching, the owner here takes his children to London for vacation. The whole house is empty.

Lettuce, tomato, onion, fried eggs, a simple sandwich stuffed into his mouth, no sauce, but he still had delicious food.

“The taste of freedom.”

He took a sip of sweet tea and finally felt like he was alive.

The news was being played on TV. Just as Du Wei was having enough food and drinking, and was about to take a short look, two wanted orders appeared on TV.

Sirius' unruly eyes, messy beard and hair appeared on TV.

Next to him was the thin and gloomy Du Wei.

The host said that they were two extremely dangerous murderers, and they were carrying guns in their hands. After they found out, they asked the residents to call.

Du Wei looked at the wanted order and was completely sleepy.

He felt that the call was probably Auror from the Ministry of Magic.

"Sirius has also escaped from prison? So fast."

He was not surprised by Sirius' escape.

He knew that it was the summer vacation of 1993, and he knew that Sirius would escape from prison.

Sirius was originally the time when he escaped from prison, which was around here.

After Foggy visited Azkaban, Sirius escaped from prison.

Compared to his ride on Fauci's sailboat, Sirius swam over as a big black dog, which is even more difficult.

Their purpose of jailbreak is also different.

Sirius is for the safety of his children, and Du Wei is for freedom.

The most important thing is that Du Wei came out of Azkaban and was alone. He didn't even have the savings from Guling Pavilion, and now he can't even pay for the money to buy clothes.

Without Jin Jialong, nor a penny coin, he was so poor that he was open-minded.

Sirius came out, and he was also the last heir of the Black family, and he could buy the top flying broom and fire crossbow arrow in the magic world at a price.

But they are facing the same situation.

Chase the soldiers!

It seems that they have all been wanted by both the magic world and the Muggles, and they are in danger.

Du Wei intervened and sat up, thinking carefully about the next countermeasures.

Prison breaking is a continuous action.

If he wants to get away with the law, he has to continue to fight against the Ministry of Magic and improve his mana. Only when his mana is advanced to a certain extent can he ignore the threat of the Ministry of Magic.

At present, he has nowhere to go.

The Death Eater is not trustworthy, Voldemort is not trustworthy, and the White Demon King is not trustworthy.

The Death Eaters who are still at large are either traitors, spies, or fencemen.

They won't help Du Wei.

The black and white devil cannot meet.

Dumbledore and Voldemort were the two masters of the world's god-taking and meditation.

He had any thoughts that he could not escape the eyes of both, unless he practiced the brain closure technique to an extremely advanced level, like Snape.

The problem is that Severis Snape did this because he was a pawn buried by Voldemort next to Dumbledore. Voldemort knew the strength of his old principal and acquiesced to his subordinates.

Snape is very important to Voldemort, and Voldemort is also very tolerant.

Even though Voldemort knew that Snape was lying sometimes, he didn't care.

He needs Snape.

But he doesn't need Du Wei.

The same is true for the White Demon King. Du Wei didn't want anyone to keep stirring in his mind, and read his memories like he was flipping through the book.

"Then where should I go?"

Du Wei looked at the owl flying over outside, and was a little ecstatic. Until now, there was a fire in his heart.

Yesterday he was sleeping on the cold floor.

Very good, but he still fell asleep.

It's not that he doesn't want to go to bed.

He is no longer familiar with the bed.

He slept on the cold ground for eleven years, and the arthritis hurt so much that he could not bend his joints.

He curled up on the floor, like a baby, had countless nightmares, and sweat soaked his back.

When he woke up, he didn't feel empty.

Because he knows what he is going to do.

He wants to throw the group of rice buckets from the Ministry of Magic into Azkaban.

Kill the Death Eater seniors.

If possible, kill the Dark King.

Revenge is the eternal flame burning in his heart that cannot be extinguished.

"I need more cards, more magic."

Du Wei thought about the next action carefully and seriously.

He needs to grasp a certain level, he needs to attack the wizard, but he cannot attract too many wizards to encircle him.

If you go to find a wizard, Hogwarts, Diagon Alley, Overturn Alley, Ministry of Magic, Hogsmeade, St. Mungo Magic Hospital, Newmongaard, there are wizards in these places, but he is not Voldemort. When he goes to these places, he will only be beaten to death or be caught by soul-sucking gander, and have a kiss intimately!

So the safest place is actually.

Du Wei stood up and began to clean up himself.

The safest place is No. 4 Ligustrum Road.

Harry Potter would soon blow his annoying Aunt Maggie into a balloon and run away from home.

After more than ten minutes, two members of the occasional reversal department will go to No. 4 Ligustworth Road to deal with the mess left by Harry Potter.

"Yes, yes, two members of the Ministry of Magic, they are not strikers, not Aurors, and are not good at fighting.

More importantly, they are qualified wizards.

They have two wands and their colleagues’ messages.”

Du Wei quickly made up the plan. He rummaged through the boxes and got a pair of leather shoes that didn't fit very well. He put on his clothes and pants in a crooked manner. He used the phantom to move away from here.
To be continued...