The person on the other end of the phone was a little nervous. He spoke in a low voice, as if he was talking on the phone secretly.

The voice is also very familiar.

Du Wei remembered that this man was a junior clerk in the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic. He was in his thirties, almost forty years old. He worked hard and never complained, but was not promoted.

This poor little guy never learned how to mess things up from the moment he entered. This meant that he did the work, but he didn't get to share the credit.

He entered the Ministry of Magic when Ms. Millicent Barrod took office. At that time, the entire magical world was in turmoil. The two previous Ministers of Magic were collectively dismissed by the Ministry of Magic because they failed to fight against Voldemort.

After Ms. Millicent came to power, she turned the tide and she did a good job - because he did the best he could. Although he still couldn't resist Voldemort, she at least saved the lives of many people. At that time, this little

The operators also did a lot, and Ms. Millicent saw all of this.

Originally he was going to be promoted.

Later, Voldemort obeyed the prophecy and disappeared.

Lady Millicent has also stepped down as Minister for Magic - her term of office is up.

It is worth mentioning that Ms. Millicent is still alive until now, but when she left, she still failed to promote this young operator. Fudge, the latest to come to power, interrupted Ms. Millicent’s final promotion.

Plan, he aggressively placed his own people and former Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic to facilitate his rule.

This young clerk had been dissatisfied with these things for a long time. Under the instigation of Bertha Jorkins and several other colleagues, he took refuge in Duwei Jones, but Duwei did not give him a large amount of money——

Because unless it is huge wealth, otherwise, he doesn't care.

Here he received respect, blessings, and a sense of community like family. More importantly, he felt that he was doing a great thing, a noble feeling of mission.

"We're saving the wizarding world."

Duwei once said to him, and now he made a magic phone call to Duwei and said quietly: "We have received the exact news that Dumbledore wants to conduct a public trial of Peter Pettigrew.

The Wizengamot of the Ministry of Magic rejected Dumbledore's request three times, which is extremely rare.

Because Dumbledore is the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, he naturally has this power, but now, the members of the wizarding group of the Wizengamot refuse Peter Pettigrew to testify in court and refuse to reverse the case.

But Dumbledore still insisted on his opinion.

Therefore, the Wizengamot will hold an internal meeting in three days.

At the meeting, the Wizengamot will meet and decide that Sirius Black is not completely innocent."

"I know, thank you, your news is very important to me."

Du Wei said he knew the news and hung up the phone.

He crossed his arms and hid himself in the darkness.

"The storm has begun."

He said calmly: "Mr. Dumbledore, what will you do?

Maintain justice, or stick to the bottom line?"

He picked up a letter, took it out again, sniffed it, and made it spit out some of Mr. Snape's gold coins.

"Gold, mercury, silver, an international crucible, and some other auxiliary materials."

Duwei suddenly felt that at this time, he needed an owl - not a disposable one. He picked up Harry Potter's invisibility cloak and put it on himself.
Chapter completed!