Dumbledore left the carriage at around seven o'clock.
He left the car alone, wearing not a wizard's robe but a long windbreaker, and then used Apparition to arrive at an ordinary Muggle town near London.
He was like an old man walking aimlessly along the street in the early morning, walking from one end of the town towards the central park.
The scenery here is very good. There are many young people doing morning exercises in the morning, as well as children standing on the roadside waiting for the school bus to arrive and go to school. He walked along the roadside slowly until he came to a park.
Beside the bench.
There is also an old man sitting on the bench. He looks much thinner than Dumbledore. He has a short beard on his face. He is wearing a long trench coat with a stand-up collar. His face is also colder. He just sits on the bench with his eyes closed and meditating.
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"You actually came earlier than me." Dumbledore was obviously surprised in his words. He sat on the other side of the bench as if he was familiar with the old man.
The cold old man opened his eyes and did not look at Dumbledore. Instead, he reached into his pocket and took out a cloth bag and threw it to him.
"What you want, the old man Grigovitch has now joined me. These are the first batch."
Dumbledore asked curiously.
"How did you convince him?"
The old man sneered: "Vida pointed his wand at his head. I asked him if he had any other suggestions for me? He said he was following my lead."
Dumbledore was silent for a while, and then he smiled freely after a long time.
"This can be considered your style of doing things, but don't be too harsh on him. After all, you stole other people's things back then."
The old man snorted coldly.
"Stop pretending to be a good person here, I gave you the things, and you can't lose a penny of the money. I know that even without the magic stone, you still left a lot of gold in your old car."
Dumbledore waved his hand indifferently.
"Don't worry, after today's matter is over, I will have someone 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 sitting motionless on the bench, blinked and said with a smile.
"I received the things, why don't you leave?"
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 given me the money yet, so I have to wait here. No one in this world can defy my debt!"
Dumbledore suddenly burst into laughter. He did not look at the old man sitting on the bench who had come all the way from Bulgaria despite clearly being able to send someone to deliver the things. Instead, he turned around and walked towards downtown London.
passed.
He didn't walk very fast. He left here just like taking a walk. After leaving the town, he reached out and stopped a taxi and reported a place name to the driver.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, he arrived on time at this street that looked dilapidated and deserted even in the daytime.
It seemed that he had a lively chat with the taxi driver along the way. After taking out Muggle banknotes and paying the taxi fare, he got out of the car and entered a red, old and shabby phone booth.
He did not touch the antique telephone in the phone booth, but took out his wand.
This wand was not the elder wand he usually used, it was just an ordinary apple wood wand with a phoenix feather core. He raised the wand and pointed it at the phone and tapped lightly.
Then the whole phone booth started shaking!
The next second, the phone booth suddenly began to descend, just like an elevator, taking Dumbledore underground.
This landing lasted for about a minute before the phone box finally landed at its destination. After the door opened, he was already in a hall that was almost as big as half a football field.
There are many gilded fireplaces embedded in the walls on both sides of the main hall. Directly in front of him is a stone statue of Magic is Power. Seven years ago, this location was actually the Magic Brothers Fountain.
Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Dumbledore's eyes showed some nostalgia. He walked out of the phone booth, surrounded by all kinds of wizards passing by him. At this time, a witch finally saw his face.
The witch froze in place, which caused another wizard who had been following her to bump into her back. But before he could complain, he followed the witch's gaze 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 entire hall froze on the spot. They looked in disbelief at the number one dark wizard and wanted criminal in the magic world who walked in so blatantly.
My brain went blank for the first time.
Dumbledore, however, did not pay any attention to the performance of the people around him, but walked unhurriedly to the wizard registration office in the main hall.
The Ministry of Magic employee who was looking down at the newspaper felt someone approaching, and he spoke formulaic lines without raising his head.
"Put the wand on the table and sign the form over there."
Dumbledore did not put down his wand or register and sign, but spoke calmly in a voice that could be heard by all wizards in the hall.
"Can you contact Voldemort and tell him that his teacher has come to visit him?"
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At the same time that Dumbledore walked into the Ministry of Magic, Azkaban Island.
Sirius took the wand from Lupine's hand. He had already walked out of the prison and walked side by side with Lupine on the main road of the prison.
Their faces showed uncontrollable excitement, and their obvious actions in broad daylight naturally attracted the attention of the "jailers."
Dementors floated towards them, and the entire main road was crowded with such monsters, so densely packed that they were countless.
"Which room should I start with?" Sirius raised his wand in front of him, licked his dry lips, and showed a fierce smile on his face.
Lupine was still so steady. He and Sirius stood back to back and spoke calmly.
"Let's start from Ralph's side. We have to take him out first."
They have been getting along like this for the past three years, with Lupine directing and Sirius doing the work.
After determining the target, Sirius couldn't hide the ferocious smile on his face.
"Brothers!"
He waved his wand.
"Call the gods to protect you!"
Silver light filled the air around him, like a star ring surrounding a planet.
Lupine also used this advanced defensive spell together.
"Call the gods to protect you!"
The light suddenly became extremely dazzling!
The Dementor who was rushing at the front began to scream silently and backed away desperately, just under this dazzling silver light.
Wolves and dogs united together, and they ran towards their prey!