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551 Prisoner of Azkaban

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A bald man with an eyepatch on his sinewy face, and his only remaining eye was full of panic.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

He roared loudly again, but the wand in his hand did not move at all.

brush!

His complexion turned pale, and the muscles all over his body were trembling rapidly, as if he would be blown over by a breeze at any time.

"Don't be nervous!" Montgomery comforted him encouragingly. He glanced at Anton, who was silently leaning on the back of the chair, and simply walked up to the strong man, "You need to mobilize your happy memories."

"Think of the good times in your life."

"I saw in your information that you have a lovely daughter."

The strong man looked at Anton with some fear, his feet crossed on the table, his arms folded, looking at him expressionlessly.

He struggled to show a kinder smile, "Yes... yes... she is my little angel."

"Very good!" Montgomery grabbed the strong man's shoulders and pulled him to turn his back to Anton. "Hey, make yourself more relaxed. Now you should close your eyes and think about your little angel. Don't look at this.

Examiner, if you want to get out of prison early and meet your little angel."

"Yeah!" The strong man closed his eyes forcefully and raised the wand in his hand.

"Now..." Montgomery's voice was faint, "You saw your little angel playing on the grass in the garden. She saw you, so she dropped the toys in her hands and ran towards you with open hands..."

A gentle smile appeared on the strong man's face, "Oh~ my heart melts. I'm sorry for her, I let her down..."

There was a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes, and he took a deep breath, "Call the gods to protect you!"

Phew~~

Silver light gushes dimly from the tip of the wand and turns into a rainbow in mid-air.

"Great!" Montgomery clapped excitedly.

The strong man looked at the magic light on his wand in disbelief, and quickly turned to look at Anton.

Anton just pursed his lips, put down his feet, picked up the top copy of the prisoner files piled high in the corner of the table, opened it, took a look at it, and wrote down his comments and signature in the last evaluation column.

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"It's still possible. Let's go like this. Go next door to find other Aurors to apply for commutation of sentence, and then receive ideological education and training from Aurors, and then you can be released from prison."

"Thank you, thank you!" The strong man looked a little at a loss, with excitement on his face.

He walked toward the door in a panic and at a loss.

"Magic wand!" Anton's voice said coldly from behind.

"Ah!" The strong man ran back quickly, swallowed, and quickly put the wand in his hand back on the table.

"Call the next one over by the way."

"Okay...ok."

After the strong man walked out, Montgomery returned to the seat next to Anton with some excitement, "Anton, have you seen it? The effect is very good. This is the result of your teaching. You should be happy."

Anton smacked his mouth, "Just because the effect is so good, I'm worried that the Auror Office will release most of the prisoners at this time, and at most there will only be a few Death Eaters left. You, the examiner, are waiting for Skrein."

Let Jay be held accountable."

Montgomery shrugged, not minding this, "I only see that they have all been redeemed, and they should also be qualified to be reborn. Anton, you don't know, I think this is great, there are no consequences."

, I will be willing to face it."

Anton was not as optimistic as he was. He flipped through the files on the table and shook his head, "I was thinking that simply relying on the successful release of the 'Patronus Charm' to judge that they have broken free from the influence of black magic that distorts their minds

Is the method too simple? Do you want to make it more difficult?"

"Hey~" Montgomery looked in disbelief, "This is differential treatment, which is too unfair to those who will be assessed later, and it is already very difficult to successfully release the 'Patron Saint Curse'!"

"We can't release all these prisoners, right?"

While they were arguing, Scrimgeour walked in.

"I think I will be responsible for explaining this matter to Minister Fudge and the members of the Wizengamot."

He was holding a cigarette and frowning, "We made a mistake in arresting the prisoner!"

Anton was stunned for a moment, "What happened?"

Scrimgeour took out his lighter and flicked it awkwardly a few times before finally lighting it and exhaling smoke, with an annoyed look on his face, "One is missing!"

"This is simply unbelievable. We have mobilized so many resources, the various departments of the Ministry of Magic, the help of schools and social people, and even the help of elite Muggles to provide information. This is something we have never had in the past hundred years.

Yes, we have mobilized the largest possible force."

"Except for the group of people in the North Pole who you said you wanted to let go and observe the situation, everyone else has been captured."

Anton interrupted him directly, with a serious look on his face, "Who is missing?"

Scrimgeour slammed the table, "Sirius Black."

"Although he was imprisoned without trial back then, he is still bound by the Azkaban detention contract document. But now he finds that no map spell can find his information."

"An Auror team encountered him when he was disguised as a Muggle policeman, but he eventually escaped."

Scrimgeour took a magic picture out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

Sirius was seen wearing a white suit, with short hair, holding a shotgun in one hand, and a wand as white as a bone in the other.

(There are pictures)

Anton's eyes suddenly widened, and he secretly shouted in his heart - Sirius is so damn handsome.

Of course, the wand in his hand and the wailing vertebrae were secretly thrown into the cell by Anton and given to him.

"This is a terrible and dangerous Death Eater with no humanity at all."

"He betrayed his friends and revealed information to a mysterious person, killed the parents of the savior, killed another friend of his, and used a spell to blow up a street, killing 12 Muggles."

Scrimgeour looked solemn, "We have checked that spell and it is extremely powerful!"

"This is an extremely powerful dark wizard!"

"He may have heard the news about the mysterious man's resurrection, hiding his identity everywhere, waiting to follow his master again."

"What we are most worried about now is Harry Potter, the savior!"

Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes, "Of course I know he is not a bullshit savior, but everyone needs such a savior. He is a flag that inspires everyone. Especially after the mysterious man returns, as long as such a flag is there, everyone will

Only those who believe that the mysterious man can be defeated will have the courage to stand up against him."

Anton raised his eyebrows with a narrow look on his face, "Oh~ Director, I thought you wouldn't care too much about the return of the mysterious man."

Scrimgeour sneered, "The Ministry of Magic can choose neutrality in actual actions, but on the surface it is definitely against the mysterious man. This is political correctness. In order to show their political correctness, these officials do not mind letting Aurors

Let’s go meet the mysterious man.”

"Death Eaters commit crimes and violate the law, inducing other intelligent creatures to have undesirable hopes. If the mysterious man takes over the Ministry of Magic, he will throw these officials into the trash can..."

"They have too many reasons for the Aurors to rush to the front."

"sometimes……"

Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes, "We have to surrender to reality."

"Leave Harry Potter to me." Anton volunteered. "The things here are pretty much the same anyway. I'll probably have to leave the Auror office next. I've wasted so much magic here, so I'll do it for us."

Let’s do something in the office too.”

He stood up and stretched, "It just so happened that I promised Dumbledore to go to the Dursleys' house and explain to them about the wizarding world."

Scrimgeour's eyes suddenly shone brightly and he stared at Anton, "The Muggle kid you turned into a wizard?"
Chapter completed!
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