Thinking of this, Fudge glared fiercely at the tall and thin Auror in front of him.

The latter stood trembling in place, his face as dead as ashes, knowing that his career was over.

"Connelly, I don't think it's time to be held accountable, finding Peter Pettigrew as soon as possible is the first priority." Dumbledore interrupted Fudge's rebuke.

"Of course I know that!" Fudge said impatiently.

He hated being pointed at him, but Fudge knew that what Dumbledore said was not wrong, so he immediately ordered his Aurors to search the entire island in batches with Dementors!

Unless Lady Peter brings two illegal portkeys, Pettigrew won't be able to get far!

After a few words, Fudge turned his head to look at Dumbledore, his eyes slightly narrow, and suddenly remembered something.

"Albus, how did you end up here by such a coincidence?"

Fudge was puzzled, it had only been ten minutes since Madame Peter's attack on the execution ground, and even he had only learned about what had happened here after receiving a report from Auror Arnold.

Why did Dumbledore arrive before him?

Could it be that Arnold is Dumbledore's inner ghost planted in the Ministry of Magic, so that guy before reporting to the Ministry,

Or did Dumbledore just know about Madam Peter's full plan, but refused to reveal it to him, so he rushed over to see the joke, and even took the opportunity to oust himself, the Minister of Magic?

Thinking of this, Fudge's gaze at Dumbledore became more and more unkind...

However, Dumbledore was quick to give an answer.

"Connelly, I don't want to fight you, it's pointless! Trelawney has a new prophecy about Pettigrew and the man, and that's why I've made it here! Dumbledore's eyes stared at Fudge and he said very seriously.

"Prophecy?" Fudge felt ridiculous, he sneered. "Ahh Are you trying to tell me that there was a crazy woman who happened to know that someone was going to rob the prison and save Pettigrew? ”

For some reason, Fudge deliberately avoided the man in Dumbledore's mouth, and there was a faint tremor in his words.

"I think you know that too, don't you? It's time to face reality, Connelly! Another of her prophecies is still kept in the Ministry of Magic. ”

Dumbledore didn't mean to beat around the bush with Fudge, and he recounted the prophecy he had learned from Harry.

"She said to me: darkness is approaching, there is a great shadow hanging over the sky, and the servants of the Dark Lord will be free... The wizarding world is about to change..."

"No, it can't be!" Listening to the words that came from Dumbledore's mouth, Fudge only felt a chill down his spine, and he retorted loudly in annoyance.

Then Fudge jerked back, and was relieved to find that the Aurors who had been with him had gone to Peter, and that no one had heard their conversation.

"Why do you keep an eye on that person's business?! He's dead, Albus! Swept into the dustbin of history! Never get out! ”

Fudge suppressed his voice, said hysterically, paused, and then continued. "And the current Ministry of Magic is not the same Ministry of Magic as it used to be, we have the ability to protect the safety of the magic world!"

I'm afraid you don't have the ability...

Dumbledore looked at Fudge with pity, and did not make any comments on his remarks, only reminded him indifferently.

"It's useless to run away, one day we'll face him again! This day should be coming soon..."

Fudge froze in place, Tie Qing's face changed and changed, and Dumbledore in front of him had disappeared in a burst of firelight.

A few hours later, the searching Aurors gradually returned, reporting the situation and bringing with them the Auror who had been knocked unconscious by Madame Peter in Azkaban.

"So you didn't find Peter Pettigrew? What a rubbish! ”

Fudge, who was already in an unhappy mood, immediately vented all his anger on these Aurors, and the insults continued for more than half an hour before stopping.

Several of the Aurors involved were punished by Fudge for serious dereliction of duty!

After venting his emotions for a while, Fudge began to worry about the aftermath of this incident, and if the news of Peter Pettigrew's escape spread, it would definitely be a major blow to his reputation as Minister of Magic.

"No one is allowed to talk about today's events, Peter Pettigrew died under the kiss of the Dementors at noon today! Do you understand? Fudge stared at the Aurors in front of him.

The Aurors nodded solemnly.

Seeing this, Fudge didn't say anything, this time he brought some trustworthy people, and without his orders, he naturally wouldn't spread this matter around...

Immediately afterward, Fudge waved his hand, telling the Aurors to expand their range and continue the search for Peter Pettigrew...

However, Fudge knew in his heart that it would be impossible to find a small mouse in such a large area.

Not to mention that the other party may have already left through the portkey.

Even if Lady Peter didn't have a second portkey, Pettigrew would only need a wand to use Apparition to get out of Azkaban without entering the interior...

......

"Come out, they're gone!"

At the same time, in a cell deep in Azkaban, a hoarse and low female voice rang out.

A mouse slowly crawled out of her sleeve and squeaked a few times, as if to thank her.

Previously, the Aurors' search operations were very strict, almost sweeping around the entire Azkaban, if it wasn't for the other party to hide him in his clothes, and the other Death Eaters pretending to be crazy, they deceived the Aurors who came to patrol.

"Don't thank you so early. Pettigrew..."The woman leaning against the corner had a haggard face, she smiled lowly, and her eyes revealed a look of madness and fierceness...

"We didn't save you in vain, we just saved ourselves..."

"We need you to go to the Dark Lord and help him... And then come back to save us..."

......

The words that kept coming from everywhere made Peter only curl up and shiver, and he muttered. "I don't know what to do, I don't remember anything ... I'm going to get caught as soon as I get out! Those Aurors won't let me go..."

"Are you scared?" The crazy woman grabbed Peter by the tail and looked at him viciously.

Peter shook his head violently, and hurriedly declared his loyalty to the Dark Lord,

What is death for?

He was afraid that he would delay the Dark Lord's great cause...