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Chapter 195: Saved

This explanation is obviously a little pale.

After several "saints" looked at each other, the suspicion in their eyes did not disappear at all, but instead became slightly aggravated.

Judging from the current situation, the "stronghold" of the Order of the Pighead Bar has undoubtedly been exposed... Mr. Percival (Abforth Dumbledore), perhaps he has been arrested in Azkaban, or perhaps he is running away...

The reason why the saints did not make this news public was completely "waiting for the rabbit", hoping to catch a few "flies" from the Order of the Phoenix!

As for myself, it seems that I am the "fish" I caught!

While forcing himself to calm down, Matthew Wakefield hoped that the previous arrangement would have a little effect...

"Gentlemen...I'm just...a glass of butterbeer..." he explained at a very fast speed, his voice looking extremely scared:

"I would drink a glass of butterbeer every night after 'exercise'... I used to go to Mr. Rosmerta who had two brooms, but today they closed... It was Mr. Rosmerta who recommended me to come here..."

He made his voice seem innocent as much as possible.

The disguised "Mr. Percival" had a slightly shaken expression on his face.

Maybe it was because Matthew looked too young, or maybe it was because his innocent and fearful voices had the effect.

"I think we might be wrong!" He looked at his four companions and said tentatively.

...

At that moment, Matthew almost thought he was saved.

But soon, a "saint" in the lead said in an extremely cold tone: "No matter whether it is wrong, it is suspicious... I will arrest Azkaban first! It is a special period, so I would rather make mistakes than let those bugs go!"

He looks extremely cold!

"I'm really innocent, gentlemen!" Matthew shouted in fear.

He sat on the ground and almost cried.

"I'm just a Hogwarts student...I don't know anything...I don't know anything..."

While talking in a crying voice, he glanced at the entire pig-head bar from the corner of his eyes.

He couldn't go to Azkaban... There were so many secrets on him, and he knew what he would spit out in front of the oppression of the dementor...

And these "saints" seemed to have relaxed a little because of their age and extremely panic... This may be an opportunity to find a loophole and knock them down, then break out and leave the Pig Head Bar...

Perhaps a quasi-third-year student did not knock down the power of five adult wizards in an instant... But Matthew did not forget that he had the help of that book.

In this crisis, that book should lend itself to its power...it should...

You must find a suitable opportunity to take action!

Matthew Wickfell only felt the powerful magic, and it gathered in his hands.

Now you have to find an opportunity to pull out your wand from your waist!

"No need to say more! Hurry up, follow us!" The leader of the "saint" said viciously, "If you have any, go and explain to the dementor!"

He waved at Matthew, and turned around at the same time—

This is an opportunity!

Just when Matthew was about to seize this flaw, pull out his wand, and give the other party a fatal blow...

"What's going on?" A cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the door!

...

Matthew Wickfell only felt a chill in his heart.

The powerful magic power gathered in his hand suddenly disappeared, and he did not pull out his wand, but let several "saints" hold him down.

But just before they had a phantom shift, a young woman broke into the Pig Head Bar.

The sound of high heels stepped on the dusty floor.

Moreover, the previous voice was extremely familiar, and Matthew felt so pleasant...

"Sir Rozier, we caught a suspect... He sneaked into the stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, and we were 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 from their shackles!

I have to say that the exercise over the past few days has still had a certain effect.

"Professor Rozier...President Rozier..." He screamed, ran over and hid behind Ms. Vita Rozier.

Professor Rozier seemed to recognize Matthew quickly. She did not react abnormally, but allowed Matthew to grab the collar of her windbreaker...

"Wickfield?"

"What's going on?" She glanced at the people in the bar and asked coldly.

Before the other people, Matthew replied in a very quick tone: "That's right, Principal Rozier...I'm just here to have a glass of butter beer..."

"...Yes, just a glass of butter beer...Mr. Rosmerta, who had two brooms, asked me to come. Their door was closed at this time, and he told me that there was butter beer at the Pig Head Bar too..."

"... Then these gentlemen suddenly said that I was a suspect and wanted to bring me into Azkaban... I did nothing, I can swear..." Matthew said with a little crying voice, "I am innocent, swear in Merlin's name... I beg you to save me..."

"There is no doubt about this-" Vita Rozier's voice seemed a little relieved.

"He is the suspect, Lord Rozier!" The leader of the "saint" said with some reluctance, "The person who broke into this place at this time is definitely not a serious person!"

"He is my student," Professor Rozier said coldly, "a student of Hogwarts... 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 poor layout can capture the remnants of the Order of the Phoenix... The few remaining remnants have long become frightened birds and cannot pounce on such an obvious trap... You will only harm those innocent people!"

She waved at Matthew, "Let's go, Wakefield."

"But... I've written to Azkaban..." One of the "saints" said with a little embarrassed look, "The dementor is already on the way..."

"Then please let them go back!" Rozier said coldly.

She strode away from the Pig Head Bar.

Matthew hurriedly followed her and left this place of right and wrong!
Chapter completed!
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