Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 330 The Death of Diagon Alley ([-])
The existence of the anti-apparition spell made Scrimgeour and the reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic come only through the Floo network, and the Ministry of Magic had the ability to forcibly connect to the Floo network.What they didn't expect was that by the time they got together and were ready to set off, most of the houses in Diagon Alley were destroyed, and most of the fireplaces that could be passed through were gone.

Scrimgeour realized the seriousness of the situation in an instant, Diagon Alley seemed to have fallen, and this trip was likely to run directly into the encirclement of dark wizards.But there is no way, it is impossible for him to give an order not to rescue.

Minister of Magic, you must not do such a thing!

Use the stupid way, try one by one!The characteristics of Floo powder allow them to have the conditions of trial and error. When the Floo network is disconnected, spreading Floo powder will not ignite a green flame at all.

In this way, they used this most primitive and most effective method to finally find a few stable channels.Without the slightest hesitation, Scrimgeour directly ordered people to pass.After successfully passing a few people, he himself also got into the burning green flame regardless of the obstruction of his subordinates.

When it reappeared, it was in a dilapidated house in the depths of Diagon Alley, and there were already five or six Ao Luo guarding it.

Scrimgeour led them out of the house. Fortunately, the fireplaces that were still functioning were concentrated in this area.It didn't take long before all the reinforcements arrived. There were more than 100 people, nearly one-third of them were Aoluo, and the combat effectiveness could still be guaranteed.

"Concentrate, don't disperse, we don't know how many enemies there are!" Scrimgeour looked at the billowing smoke nearby and said hotly, with a wave of his hand, everyone took out their wands and ran slowly towards the direction of the smoke go.

After running a short distance, we saw an extremely embarrassed person staggering towards us.I was covered in blood, and my steps were staggering, followed by two laughing white wizards.

They all needed Voldemort to speak, so a few Aoruo rushed out, and rescued the unlucky guy from the white wizard cleanly.It took Voldemort a long time to recognize him before he recognized that it was the owner of the Seven Hands Shop.

"How is he? How is the situation?" I directly poured a bottle of potion on the owner of the Seven Hands Supplies Store to heal my injury a little bit.

The owner of the seven-hand supplies store also regained his senses about the effects of the potion, and recognized that the woman behind her face who looked like an angry lion was the current Minister of Magic.

"Department...Minister, are you... dreaming..."

"Yes!" Voldemort whispered back, "Now tell you, how is the situation outside?"

Suddenly, the owner of the seven-hand supplies shop burst into tears and shouted hysterically: "Death Eaters! White Wizard! We...we killed very few people! Everyone... everyone is dead!"

"Not yet... not yet, this is someone who can... be able to name you... you... you can resist, it's... completely..."

"Okay." Voldemort Jie let go of the collar of the owner of the Seven Hands Shop, and said sharply, "Enough is enough, the situation is not clear yet..."

"Everyone!" I suddenly lowered my volume, "Let's fight with you!"

As soon as the voice fell, Voldemort rushed out.Except for two civil servants who sent the lucky owner of the seven-hand supplies store back to the room we just came out of, everyone else followed Wei Xianyongjie.

We stopped all the way, pushed back slowly, and rescued a few lucky ones, but at the same time, our battle results were said to be rich, and only a few guys who were able to dodge in time were directly knocked down and killed , and even fewer managed to escape.

That's great news.The guys who escaped will definitely pass the news of our arrival back, and what we have to face next is probably those few people in twos and twos, but the small army of white wizards without Skrein.

Voldemort was well aware of this.

"Big heart!" I shouted in a low voice, crossed the alley first, and turned back to the main road of Diagon Alley.

As soon as I got up, a green light flew towards me.Yes, after being such a young Ao Luo, Wei Xianyongjie, who has been fighting on the front line, still doesn't have a lot of brushes. With a wave of his magic wand, he directly blocked the death curse.Taking a closer look, I also recognized who attacked me just now.

Lestrange, the crazy woman—Berratt Wyx.

However, compared to these unknown Death Eaters, it was the thin woman standing in the middle that made me more alert.The scarlet pupils, the snake-like nostrils, and the bald top of my head, no matter which feature makes people know my identity at a glance...

White Demon King!
"Hey hey... Rufus Voldemort..." Lao Fu stood at the original position, quietly watching the number of people in front of Voldemort less and less, and at the very end, he was almost on par with himself, and then stepped forward. Said, "You have been waiting for him for a long time..."

"Did he see his own death?"

"You have seen your defeat!" Voldemort yelled, then raised his wand low, a red ball of light rose into the air, and suddenly exploded.

If something needs to be said, the people from the two parties collided fiercely.It was just a face-to-face meeting, and there were more than a dozen people on both sides.There was no time for rescue. In the situation where the spells were flying around, falling down meant death, and it was even possible to be hit by a fatal spell if you staggered.

Various spells flickered vertically and horizontally, blood splattered, and flames blazed.No one died every second, neither the Ministry of Magic nor the White Wizard.

The scenes at this time showed the strength of life, showing the cruelty of war to the fullest.But there is no one to retreat, and there is no reason for both sides to win.

Voldemort has no way to distract himself from looking at the situation in his hand. As soon as I fought against old Fu, I immediately fell into the upper hand.Before they shot two spells at each other, they had nothing to do with parrying and defending.

Becoming such a young Aoruo and arresting so few white wizards with his own hands, but there has never been a white wizard like Skrein.The magic power is strong, the casting is fast and precise, and the connection of various spells is like a natural thing, secret technique, white magic, poison spell, except for the death curse, I have almost never seen the same two spells.

There was a deep sense of power in my heart, Wei Xianyongjie was extremely embarrassed by Skrein's magic, and even because of the existence of the anti-apparition spell, I had almost no room to dodge, so I could only block Wei Xianyong's attack .

That's hard, very hard!
Gradually, a wound appeared on Voldemort's body, and blood flowed out, quickly soaking my robe red.

I can see that Wei Xianyong is not torturing me!Unexpectedly, after being in front of so few people in the Ministry of Magic, he tortured me to death alive!

And obviously, I'm about to make it...

(End of this chapter)