Superman's Journey

Chapter 338 The Ministry of Magic and the Pure-Blood Family
"How could he do this! I must put forward my opinion to Dumbledore on behalf of the school board, and this guy must be expelled from Hogwarts!"

"Also! Why didn't the people from the Ministry of Magic do it? He used the Unforgivable Curse to kill poor Professor Quirrell in front of everyone. He should be punished, and he should be put in the prison of Azkaban among!"

After learning about what Lincoln did in the Hogwarts class from Malfoy's letter, Lucius seemed very angry. On the one hand, because Voldemort was killed by Lincoln in front of everyone, on the other hand It was anger at Dumbledore's inaction.

But the moment after his angry reprimand sounded, a voice radiated from the darkness behind him: "It sounds like you have a problem with me?"

"Who?!" The sudden voice made the muscles on Lucius' face tremble. He turned around and shouted, and threw out a spell with the staff in his hand without hesitation.

The magic light illuminated the darkness, but Lucius showed a horrified expression on his face after watching the spell collide with Lincoln and shatter it into a speck of light.

Can he use his physical body to hold back a spell he used?Are you sure it's personal?Instead of some magical animal that escaped from the Forbidden Forest?

Just as Lucius was in shock, Lincoln pulled out his wand and tapped it down.

With a whoosh, Fierce Fire burned, and instantly enveloped the entire room in dark flames.

Unlike ordinary flame spells, Lucius knew how difficult the Fiercefire spell was, and immediately opened the door to leave, but the moment he stepped out of the gate, his whole body froze. Living.

At this time, it is not only his house that has been shrouded by Fiendflame. In the wilderness as far as the eye can see, in the sky where the eyesight is exhausted, Fiendfire is everywhere, and the burning Fiendfire covers everything. This terrifying flame makes Lu Xiu Sifazi felt trembling in his heart.

Human minds can be very firm, but for Death Eaters like Lucius, their will obviously cannot be described in a very simple way.

The overwhelming Fiendfire enveloped the entire world of Lucius, and a single flame that danced randomly was enough to burn him to ashes. Behind him, the house shrouded in Fiendfire began to collapse rapidly.

From the burning wreckage, Lincoln walked out step by step and looked at Lucius: "It seems that you really have a problem with me."

Whoops!

Fierce Fire in the sky suddenly danced, hovering in the air like a long dragon to suppress it, and the overwhelming sea of ​​flames instantly shattered all of Lucius' spirits, without the slightest backbone, he directly knelt down in front of Lincoln: "No! I don't have any opinions on you! Only the purest respect, admiration and respect!"

"Are all Death Eaters so eloquent?" Lincoln's voice was calm, and the tip of his wand in his hand touched Lucius's cap: "Voldemort is not as eloquent as you, he was very hard-spoken before he died. "

The magic wand on the Tianling Cap could kill him with ease. Lucius's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and his body was trembling slightly. Lincoln's words made him completely at a loss as to how to respond.

From Lincoln, he felt more terrifying pressure than following Voldemort.

Voldemort's deterrence to people comes from his actions over the years, but looking at the overwhelming and unrestrained fire that almost burns the world, Lucius has no doubt that Lincoln is also an existence that regards human life as nothing.

"Lucius."

"I, I am."

"I'll give you a small task." Lincoln said quietly, "In the 28 pure-blood families, there should be many guys who are loyal to Voldemort, right? Find them, and then peel their skins, can you do it. "

"Skinning, skinning?" Lucius was sweating even more. The most extreme battle between wizards was tortured with a Cruciatus Curse and then killed with a Killing Curse. As a result, Lincoln came up with skinning? !
"It seems that you don't have confidence. If so, then use your family's skin instead."

"No! Don't!" Lucius shouted hastily: "I will definitely do what you asked with all my strength, and peel off all their skins."

"Yeah." Lincoln nodded, and clicked his wand again. In Lucius' dazed eyes, the Fierce Fire fell from the sky and dissipated quickly. In an instant, the fire that was about to burn the world disappeared, but look The burned and unrecognizable land, Lucius knew that what he had seen before was real.

Lucius' mood became more and more depressed, and Lincoln's figure faded away a little bit: "Remember, the skin needs to be more complete."

Hearing this, Lucius' body shuddered again.

At this moment, the image of Lincoln in his heart became even more ferocious than the Dark Lord Voldemort.

The Lucius Malfoy family is one of the more famous of the 28 pure-blood families, so Lincoln found him, which also means that Death Eaters from other pure-blood families have no value in surviving.

Lincoln didn't know how many people would be lost, and he didn't care, as long as the skin brought back by Lucius was intact enough to prove that he listened to his words. Just a bunch of useless trash.

After leaving the Malfoy family and returning to school, people from the Ministry of Magic were already waiting in Lincoln's office.

Seeing Lincoln's figure appear, several people immediately stepped forward to control Lincoln, but the next moment, a pitch-black curse burst out from the tip of Lincoln's staff, knocking everyone out, making their thoughts and souls Fall into the dark abyss and sink.

Then, Lincoln looked at the only employee of the Ministry of Magic who survived the disaster, and smiled slightly: "Go back and tell your Minister of Magic that he can continue to send people over, but next time, I will kill all those who appear in front of me." Aurors, and their families as well."

"To the two wizards, ordinary people are just special and powerful animals. To me, you are the same. I firmly believe in one thing, as long as enough people are killed, the remaining people will always be willing to kneel obediently Just as your Ministry of Magic knelt at Voldemort's feet decades ago."

Lincoln's words made the face of the Auror of the Ministry of Magic change constantly, but when he looked at the colleague on the ground behind him who was still in a vegetative state, he couldn't say a word of cruelty, he could only look disheartened. leave.

(End of this chapter)