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Chapter 341 Fudge Who Was Slapped in the Face
"Going out?" Leona hid outside Azkaban, watching a mouse get out from the gap in the gate, and then ran away without a trace.

"Well, that mouse is Peter." Professor McGonagall nodded.

A circle of invisibility spells surround them, protecting them from being discovered by others.

The expression on Fudge's face was very bad. Originally, they came here to create a chance for Peter to escape. On the way here, Fudge kept telling Leona how tightly guarded Azkaban was. It is estimated that Peter will have to be given several chances before he can escape from Azkaban.

As a result, now, the plan was just the beginning, and before it was officially implemented, the target ran out by itself.

This was simply slapping Fudge in the face. It seemed that the guards of Azkaban and the strikers guarding here might have a hard time in the next period of time.

Moreover, Fudge has a very reasonable reason for cleaning up, and he released another wanted criminal. If you don't clean up, who will you clean up?
"Do you think we still need to give him a chance to leave this isolated island?" Leona asked, looking at Fudge.

Fudge opened his mouth, he really wanted to say that it was impossible for Peter to leave here without being answered, but he swallowed the words back, and another wave of slaps in the face, he might not be able to accept it.

Professor McGonagall smiled mockingly in a place that Fudge couldn't see. It is normal for the Ministry of Magic to make mistakes, and she was not surprised at all. Even, Professor McGonagall was quite happy to see Fudge lose face.

"I don't think it's necessary. Excessive intervention will make Peter suspicious. We have to believe that this greedy guy can even find a chance to escape from Azkaban. It is not impossible to escape from this place again." Things." Professor McGonagall finally helped Fudge out of the siege, and said proactively.

After Leona nodded, she didn't say any more, all she wanted was for Peter to run out. From now on, every area Peter walked through would be closely watched, maybe Voldemort was hiding in the place he walked through.

If nothing is found, Leona is not worried. People's Federation has already organized people to analyze the bottle of Bella's blood. Voldemort here can catch the best in advance, if not, so be it.

In Peter's eyes, after he stayed away from Azkaban Prison, he once again gained a short period of safety.

Peter, who was shaking all over from exhaustion, didn't dare to change back to human form. Fortunately, after being a mouse for so long, he also made some experience.

After walking on the barren grass for half a day, Peter dug out some edible plant roots from the soil with his claws.

Seeing the rhizome full of earthy fragrance, Peter's eyes were red, and he took a bite without hesitation, gobbled it up, and felt a little bit of satiety, Peter finally had a feeling of being alive. Feel.

From now on, he just needs to leave this ruined place. In this regard, Peter still has a lot of experience. He once followed Voldemort to this place in Azkaban.

After all, for a group of terrorists, the prison is a good place to gather troops.

It's a pity that there were very few pure-blood wizards imprisoned in the prison at that time, and there were not many people who joined Voldemort's army and became Death Eaters.

This is what they should have thought of when they came here. How many pure-blood wizards will really be locked up in this place?Even if they committed a crime and were arrested, they were just locked up in their own homes. As long as they didn't grow out of it, they didn't even need the face-saving project of "closed".

Sure enough, as McGonagall said, Peter fled the area without a wand, just like the criminals who were released on time.

Fudge suddenly felt that he was slapped on the face again. If it wasn't for the smooth progress of the plan, he would have rushed into Azkaban now, and then brought out the group of guards and scolded them one by one.

For four or five hours, it took Peter four or five hours from leaving his cell to leaving this area. Is it really necessary not to check the prisoner's situation? !

Professor McGonagall kept her eyes fixed, and she could already feel that Fudge beside her seemed to have turned into a gas tank. At this time, it was best to keep silent.

Some time before noon the next day, when the guard was about to give Peter an injection, Fudge glanced at Leona and Mag, and after getting their signal, he angrily untied the invisibility spell on his body, He rushed towards Azkaban.

"Who! Put your hands to your head!" shouted the patrol beater at Fudge.

"Stop your mother!" Fudge was furious, but he didn't do anything to the hitter other than swearing. McGonagall and Leona were still watching from behind, this couldn't be more embarrassing.

"Call me your leaders!" Fudge took a deep breath and shouted loudly. At the same time, he was also a little embarrassed, because now Fudge found that he seemed to really forget who the leader of Striker was in Azkaban. who.

Compared with the strikers and Aurors in other places, Azkaban is really a place with a very weak sense of presence at times.

The strikers who were scolded by Fudge were stunned for a moment. Their first thought was that this is a fake Fudge. How could the Minister of Magic come to Azkaban alone?
But looking at Fudge's aura, the striker still didn't dare to bet this time, if he lost the bet, God knows what corner he would be thrown into.

Soon, the leadership of Azkaban ran over quickly. After looking at Fudge, they were a little panicked. The magic jewelry was right, the shape of the wand was right, and all the details were right. Fake Minister.

"Ten minutes, good, good, I'm standing here, it will take you 10 minutes to come!" Fudge's face darkened even more.

"Minister! We're getting ready to do a thorough inspection of all the prisons, so there's a bit of a delay!"

"Okay, very good." Fudge's face became even more ugly when he heard that the prison was inspected, "Let's go, I want to see what you are inspecting!"

Leona, who was hidden behind, shook her head, she is not suitable to stay here any longer, let's save Fudge some face, after all, he still needs his cooperation in the coming time.

"Professor McGonagall, I will leave first, please help Fudge to continue the play."

"No problem." Professor McGonagall nodded, waved his wand, the invisibility spell disappeared, and walked towards Fudge.

After whispering something in Fudge's ear, Fudge was a little relieved, no matter how McGonagall is on the magic side, he can be regarded as one of his own people, and it is better to be known by one's own people than to be known by others.

As soon as the group reached the door, two guards ran over in a panic.

The striker leader winked frantically, telling the two of them to stay aside and talk privately if there is anything to do.

"Wait, let them say, is there something I can't hear?" Fudge said to stop the guard's movement to evade.

The guard looked back and forth between his leader's face and Fudge's face, his face was flushed from suffocation, as if he was constipated.

"You two were very active in Gryffindor, I don't remember you being dumb." Professor McGonagall said, taking a step forward.

After the two guards were criticized by McGonagall, they immediately stood at attention. After studying at Hogwarts for so long, Professor McGonagall's authority was directly engraved in their hearts. McGonagall's criticism was even better than the words of the direct leadership. Make.

"Professor McGonagall, Minister Fudge, Pettigrew has escaped!" the guard closed his eyes and said loudly, as if accepting his fate.

The batter leader next to him took a step forward and grabbed the guard's clothes, "Who do you think escaped?!"

"Are you deaf?!" Fudge slapped the guy blocking the way away, "You two, take me to Pettigrew's cell!"

"Yes!" the guard replied loudly.

Ten minutes later, after looking around in a decent manner, Fudge and Mag sat in the office with a cold face, and stood obediently with the relevant personnel and leaders of Pettigrew's escape, waiting for training .

"Tell me, how did he run away." Fudge said, tapping on the table.

The guards glanced at each other, and then swallowed, "Last night, the prisoner Bella suddenly became agitated. We went to check the situation immediately. Maybe, maybe it was at that time that Pettigrew turned into a mouse and broke through the special guard door." Gate of Nimagus."

"Specially guarding against Animagus? Just a broken door?" Fudge wanted to laugh a little, and his eyes shifted to the leadership. He remembered that although he was stingy, after Sirius escaped from prison, under pressure, he still approved one. Qian Gallon asked to strengthen Azkaban, but it was strengthened like this?Did it cost ten Galleons?

"Actually, the effect is not bad, but we were deceived." Another guard muttered, and he was the one who proposed the idea of ​​installing the iron gate.

"Okay!" Fudge slapped the table, "Now I don't want to listen to your lies, I only give you 24 hours to find that guy, and I will pretend that nothing happened, if I don't find it, hum."

Professor McGonagall sat quietly. She didn't think these guys could catch Peter who had run out within 24 hours.

As an old Animagus, Mag knows how well an Animagus can hide under the premise of being shameless.

Before getting up and leaving Azkaban with Fudge, when McGonagall passed by the guards, he paused for a moment, and gave them a hard look, two guys who didn't live up to expectations.

The two guards were relieved at this time. Mag didn't ignore her, at least it meant that she was still willing to help and say a few words, so that even if she lost her job in the end, at least she would not become a criminal and be locked up.

On the other hand, relying on the time difference, Peter successfully landed on land.

Before he had time to catch his breath, Peter suddenly realized that something was wrong. Several strikers suddenly called back all the wizards whose sentences had expired, and pulled out their wands, as if they were ready to attack at any time.

It's over!was found!
Peter's body tightened, and he hid a little deeper in the sundries.

Immediately afterwards, Peter saw that the thugs began to search the wizards who had been released after serving their sentences. The search was very careful, and even some parts of their bodies were not spared.

Now, Peter was even more sure that his escape must have been discovered. After looking around, Peter gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and went straight into the small sewage ditch.

In the stinking sewage ditch, Peter waved his four little paws vigorously, thumping wildly towards the sewage entrance.

Then it went directly into the sewer together with the sewage.

As the outside voices gradually disappeared, Peter felt more and more relaxed. Fortunately, he moved fast enough, and he was almost, almost going to be caught back.

After an unknown amount of time, Peter was a little exhausted, leaning on a small table in the sewer, Peter fell into a deep sleep.

Freddy got out of Peter's body and waved his hand in disgust.

Uncle Freddy loves cleanliness very much. For wizards who don't like cleanliness, the dose must be increased and punished.

So, in his sleep, Peter found that he seemed to have returned to the time when he had not betrayed James and others more than ten years ago.

"Why do these people look at me like this?" Walking on the territory of the Order of the Phoenix, Peter felt that something was wrong, and the wizards around him seemed to cast contemptuous glances at him.

Pa, suddenly a magic spell flew over from a distance, Peter couldn't react in time, was hit directly, and was restrained.

Sirius came out from behind Peter with a wand and looked at Peter with hatred.

"Do you like being a mouse? Do you like betrayal?" Sirius smacked Peter's face with his wand.

Peter struggled crazily, trying to defend himself. The current self should have not accepted Voldemort's mission. I am still a good person. You can't wrong a good person!

However, Peter felt that his mouth seemed to be sealed by something, and he couldn't open it at all, and even when he tried to make a sound, it was only a murmuring sound.

Sirius' wand touched Peter's forehead. Under the influence of the light from the wand, Peter found himself getting smaller and smaller. He was forced to turn into a disgusting mouse, bouncing around on the ground .

Before he could figure out what was going on, Peter felt himself being picked up and thrown into a circle made of bricks.

Then, pairs of scary eyes appeared in the dark surroundings.

One by one, Hermione's cats, Crookshanks stepped out of the shadows, and their sharp claws popped out of the cat's pads. This time, there was no Ron to protect him.

And at this point in time, Sirius and the others, who might protect him, were watching the show with their wands in their hands.

Under such circumstances, the cats swarmed up, and their sharp claws tore open wounds on Peter's body. Under the severe pain, Peter howled loudly.

After he was completely torn apart, Peter suddenly woke up from the dream, and only then did he realize that he was now hiding in the sewer.

His body arched forward twice, Peter leaned against the wall, trembling, and said some words that no one could understand.

　Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, ask for investment, ask for rewards, ask for subscriptions, ask for everything.

　　Thank you Shell House for the 100 starting point reward.

　　Thanks to the book friend 20190816120937721 for the reward of 100 starting coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend 20190816120937721 for the reward of 100 starting coins.

　　Thank you for the 100 starting point coin reward from the shadow of the darkest.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)