Chapter 195: Be saved

"The Hogwarts of Another World (
Such an explanation is obviously a little pale.
After several "saints" glanced at each other, the doubt in their eyes did not disappear at all, but faintly increased.
Judging from the current situation, the Pig’s Head Bar, the
stronghold
of the Order of the Phoenix, has undoubtedly been exposed... Mr. Percival (Aberforth Dumbledore) may have been caught now. Azkaban, maybe fleeing...
The reason why the saints did not disclose this news was that they were "waiting for nothing", hoping to catch a few "fish that slipped through the net" of the Order of the Phoenix!
As for myself, it looks like a "fish" that was caught!
Matthew Wickfield forced himself to calm down, while hoping that the previous arrangement would be somewhat useful...
"Gentlemen... I'm just... drinking a... Butterbeer..." He explained at a very fast speed, his voice terrified:
"I drink a glass of butterbeer every night after'workout'... I used to go to Mr. Rosmerta with two broomsticks, but today they are closed... It was Mr. Rosmerta who recommended me to this place. Coming..."
He tried his best to make his voice appear innocent.
The expression on the face of the disguised "Mr. Percival" was slightly shaken.
Maybe it was because Matthew looked too young, or maybe his voice of truth and fear played an effect.
"I think we might have made a mistake!" He looked at his four companions and said tentatively.
...
At that moment, Matthew almost thought he was saved.
But soon, a "saint" at the head said in an extremely cold tone: "No matter if you are not mistaken, it is all suspect... First catch Azkaban! Now is a special period, I would rather do it. Wrong, you can't let go of those bugs!"
He looks extremely cold!
"I'm really innocent, gentlemen!" Matthew exclaimed, frightened.
He sat down on the ground, almost crying.
"I'm just a Hogwarts student... I don't know anything... I don't know anything..."
While talking like this in a crying voice, the corner of his eye glanced at the whole pig's head bar.
It is impossible for him to go to Azkaban...There are so many secrets in himself, the ghost knows what will spit out in the face of the oppression of the dementor...
And these "saints", it seems that because of their age and extremely flustered look, they have relaxed a little... This may be an opportunity to find loopholes and knock them down, then break out and leave the pig's head bar...
Perhaps a quasi-third grade student did not have the power to knock down five adult wizards in an instant...but Matthew did not forget that he still had the help of that book.
In this kind of crisis, that book should lend itself its power... it should...
Must find a suitable opportunity to shoot!
Matthew Wickfield only felt the powerful magic power, faintly gathering in his own hands.
Now I have to find a chance to pull out the magic wand from my waist!
"No need to say anything! Hurry up and go with us!" the headed "saint" said viciously, "If you have something, go and explain to the dementor!"
He waved to Matthew, and at the same time turned around--
This is an opportunity!
Just when Matthew was about to seize the flaw, pull out his wand, and give the opponent a fatal blow...
"What's the matter?" A cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the door!
...
Matthew Wickfield only felt cold in his heart.
The powerful magic power gathered in his hands suddenly disappeared, and he did not pull out his wand, but let a few "saints" hold on to himself.
But just before they apparated, the figure of a young woman broke into the pig's head bar.
The sound of high heels stepped on the dusty floor.
And the previous voice was so familiar, Matthew also felt so sweet...
"Master Rozier, we caught a suspect... he sneaked into this Order of the Phoenix stronghold, and we are about to take him to Azkaban!"
Just when the attention of several "saints" was focused on the young woman
Matthew jumped up and broke free of their restraints!
I have to say that the exercise over the past few days has achieved a certain effect.
"Professor Rozier...Principal Rozier..." He screamed, ran over, and hid behind Ms. Vita Rozier.
Professor Rozier seemed to recognize Matthew soon. She did not react abnormally, but let Matthew grab the skirt of her trench coat...
"Wickfield?"
"What's the matter?" She glanced at the people in the bar and asked coldly.
Before the others, Matthew replied in a very quick tone: "That's it, Principal Rozier... I'm just here for a glass of butter beer..."
"...Yes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is just drinking a glass of butterbeer...Mr. Rosmerta with two broomsticks asked me to come. They are closed at this time, and he told me that there is also a pig’s head bar. Butterbeer..."
"...Then these gentlemen suddenly said that I was a suspect and they wanted to bring me into Azkaban... I did nothing, I can swear..." Matthew said with a bit of weeping, " I am innocent, swear in the name of Merlin...I beg you, save me..."
"There's no doubt about it--" Vita Rozier's voice seemed to ease a little.
"He is a suspect, Lord Rozier!" The head "saint" said unwillingly, "It is definitely not a serious person who broke into here at this time!"
"He is my student," Professor Rozier said coldly, "A Hogwarts student...obviously, I believe he is innocent..."
"But—" the "saint" wanted to argue something.
"Let's go!" Vita Rozier waved at them, "I don't think your clumsy layout can catch the remnants of the Order of the Phoenix...the few remaining remnants of them, long ago Become a frightened bird, it is impossible to plunge into such an obvious trap...you will only harm those innocent people!
She waved to Matthew: "Let's go, Wakefield."
"But... I have written to Azkaban..." one of the "saints" said, looking embarrassed, "The Dementor is already on the way..."
"Then bother them to go back!" Rozier said coldly.
She strode away from the pig's head bar.
Matthew hurriedly followed her footsteps and left this place of right and wrong!