a certain scientific harry potter

As for those who can't be notified, the players have nothing to do.

For example, the Pig's Head Bar, it was already empty before the players arrived, and there was only a girl Hualing who was sleeping peacefully in the painting...

Chapter 480 The Ambushes in the Interrogation Room Can Be Said to Be Dead or Dead

In an interrogation room on the tenth floor of the British Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore had been waiting here for almost two hours.

During this period, Dumbledore felt something was wrong no matter how he thought about what happened just now.

He felt that Kingsley's strategy was very problematic. The Ministry of Magic had caught Pettigrew for several days. If they had been unable to pry Pettigrew's brains open and wanted to ask him for help, then Kingsley should have informed him long ago That's right.

But he didn't do that, even when he saw him just now, he didn't take the initiative to mention it... It was because he said the prophecy first that he came up with such a way temporarily.

Dumbledore was too anxious before, so he didn't think about it, but now it seems that this is a bit too inconsistent with Kingsley's usual performance.

There is another doubtful point, and that is Fudge's attitude.

Based on Dumbledore's understanding of Fudge, if this guy has not been able to get the information he wants, he is absolutely impatient to wait any longer, and will definitely give Pettigrew a dementor kiss directly.

So... Is there something wrong with the information that Kingsley told himself before?

All of the above was just speculation, but Dumbledore finally started to feel wrong when he overheard some Aurors who might have been on shift enter the interrogation room next door, but didn't hear anyone coming out again.

Therefore, Dumbledore used his family's special ability to induce Fox in Hogwarts.

Alas... I hope that my younger brother will think of calling the members of the Order of the Phoenix to be on standby after meeting Fox.

Of course, I also hope that I am just nervous...

While thinking this way, Dumbledore actually heard someone enter the interrogation room next door!

Now, he really couldn't sit on the stool anymore.

However, just when he came to the door quickly and was about to try to break into Pettigrew's interrogation room to find out, the door of the room suddenly opened.

"Haha, Albus, I knew you couldn't wait any longer." Kingsley greeted Dumbledore enthusiastically, "I've already told Cornelius Fudge, and he agreed to ask you to come and help , we just need to wait a little longer and make the illusion that you just came from Hogwarts..."

"No, I don't think this is okay, Kingsley." However, facing Kingsley's seemingly 'safe' proposal, Dumbledore immediately chose to refuse, "I want to see Pettigrew immediately, and go now!"

"Is that so... Well then, I'll show you the way." Kingsley's expression was slightly flustered, but he quickly adjusted and led Dumbledore to the next interrogation room.

"Please, Albus, Pettigrew is locked up here." After reaching the door, Kingsley made a 'please' gesture.

"Kingsley, I hope I won't be disappointed." Dumbledore took a deep look at Kingsley. He could clearly see the dodge in the other's eyes, but he couldn't see what was hidden in his heart.

It seems that Occlumency was used... Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

But soon, he had already made a decision.

Trelawney's prophecy cannot be ignored, and now that I have come, I must find out the secret of Pettigrew!

So, Dumbledore pushed open the door with a stern expression...but then he froze on the spot in astonishment.

What appeared in front of him was not the expected ambush circle, but it was also not what the interrogation room should normally look like.

Dumbledore only saw two huge wardrobes, and what fell heavily on the ground from the opened cabinet doors were two gray-faced corpses!

A woman with an old face and wounds all over her body, and a young girl who still had tears in her eyes but was silent!

"Mother, Ariana..."

Dumbledore's eyes were out of focus for an instant, and he knew very well that he saw the Boggarts, and he knew that he should immediately use funny to drive them away.

But Dumbledore was powerless at the moment to expel the power of laughter that Boggart really needed, because he couldn't laugh at all.

"Roar…"

Low, creepy voices came from the surroundings. It was the dementors cruising along the wall to Dumbledore's side. Their breath took away the warmth in the air, and at the same time they greedily plundered him. All the joy in me.

"Call God Guard!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!!"

So, as if it was a script filmed in advance, Dumbledore waved his wand and immediately summoned his phoenix patron saint, driving away the dementors who entangled him, and at the same time drove away the two Boggarts who had turned into corpses. Knock away.

And behind him, a violent explosion suddenly hit without warning, and a strong air wave swept his body, throwing him directly into the room involuntarily!

Bang!

The door behind him was slammed shut, and at this time, there were bursts of spell-like light spots flying across the room like arrows!

Avada Kedavra!Cruciatus!Thunderbolt explosion!To pieces!Flying sand and rocks...

Countless lights and shadows swirled, and almost all imaginable powerful curses roared in an instant, clearly intending to put Dumbledore to death without any suspense!

"Super armor body protection!"

However, in the face of such a situation where ordinary wizards can be said to be dead, Dumbledore is not in danger. He quickly cast a spell without a stick to protect himself, and then bounced up from the ground, Quickly began to walk around the house.

At the same time, he used his free hand to quickly manipulate the two wardrobes to float and rotate around him, barely blocking the death curses that threatened him the most; while the other hand began to swing the spell quickly, releasing Brilliant light spots strike back one after another!

At this moment, his wand is skillfully jumping on his fingertips, and his whole hand seems to have turned into a smart dancer, showing dazzling dancing postures with the shaking of his wrists, as well as streams of light flashing swiftly one after another!

Bang!

Kingsley Shacklebolt, who was blocking the door, was the first to be hit. He was smashed to pieces and missed the target, but was directly knocked out by Dumbledore's sleeping spell.

After a group attack of spells that could be called life-and-death speed, Dumbledore barely resisted the first wave of indiscriminate bombing by relying on precise positioning and powerful spells, and at the same time found a guard in the house. Weak corners.

Fortunately, he found out what was wrong in advance. If he waited foolishly and more people gathered in the room, he might really be cornered.

Leaning behind the stone pillar in the corner, he gasped heavily. Until then, Dumbledore finally had the time to observe his 'enemy' for a while.

Sure enough, like Kingsley, they are all acquaintances.

Chapter 480 Five Purebred Vampires Are Frightening

Cornelius Fudge, Dolores Umbridge, many other Ministry of Magic officials, and numerous Aurors…

The Wizengamot had more than half of the seats on the [-]-member jury.

At this moment, each of them held a magic wand and looked at him with a sneer. There were even several people whose faces were already very strange. Not only did they have monster-like cheeks, but their skin was as dull as a dead person...

clap clap~

A burst of leisurely applause came suddenly, and as soon as Dumbledore looked up, he met someone's playful eyes.

"Albus, it's been a long time since we met~"

The guy with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes always had a wretched smile, and he got up from the judgment chair in a pretentious gesture. The shackles that were supposed to be used as restraints were useless to him at this moment.

"The response just now was really perfect, especially the movement of waving the wand, it is simply impeccable, as expected of a wizard who once won the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellent Spellcasting Technique...Albus, you still It's as powerful as ever."

"Peter Pettigrew... no, who the hell are you?!"

Seeing this scene, Dumbledore didn't understand why the person in front of him couldn't possibly be Pettigrew Peter!

That guy is not capable of completely controlling the minds of Kingsley, Fudge and others, and he will never talk to himself in this tone.

"Why...we haven't seen each other for decades, you don't know old friends anymore?" Facing Dumbledore's questioning, Pettigrew couldn't help showing a soft and sinister smile, "Albus, do you think other than me, Who else can control so many puppets at once, and even you can't see the flaws?"

"You...you are?!" Hearing this very familiar tone again, Dumbledore was shocked.

And the 'Peterina' on the opposite side of him has also lifted his disguise at this moment, and has become his real appearance.

It was a young man with pale skin. He was wearing a black dress cloak, an elegant black top hat and white gloves, and he was holding a civilized stick with patterns of bats and bones in his hand.

However, although the person in front of him looks young and elegant, Dumbledore will not be deceived by the other person's appearance at all, because he deeply knows what a cruel and ruthless person the other person is!

And if age is counted, this guy is 20 years older than Dumbledore!

"Herbert Varney...you're still alive?!"

Herbert Degar Varney, Dumbledore never thought that he would be so unlucky to meet this weird and terrifying guy in his lifetime!

Unlike those weak guys who hate sunlight, hate garlic, and are suppressed by the Ministry of Magic and dare not even suck human blood, Herbert Varney is a real purebred vampire.

He was born in Transylvania in Eastern Europe. Before it was incorporated into Romania, the medieval Principality of Transylvania was once a paradise for countless dark creatures and ferocious beasts.

Vampires, werewolves, banshees, vampire bats, brown bears, poisonous snakes, etc., if compared with medieval Transylvania, the Albanian forest where Voldemort hides is at best a tourist attraction.

Among all the dark creatures at that time, vampires definitely came out on top.

They are well-deserved nobles in the dark forces. Even an ordinary purebred vampire has the strength to crush elite Aurors, and the ability to easily charm ordinary wizards and low-level creatures.

And those powerful vampire lords have even more terrifying power, and even the most ferocious werewolves will obediently prostrate at their feet.

It's just that purebred vampires pay too much attention to the purity of blood, so that the number of transformed descendants is too rare. Coupled with the rise of the power of wizards in Transylvania, all dark creatures are gradually declining.

It was under such circumstances that the young Herbert Varney left Transylvania and made his way to London.

For this guy, Dumbledore is not so much disgusted as he is deeply jealous.

Especially decades ago, those black curtains that almost covered the entire Paris. Although Dumbledore had never seen it with his own eyes, he still has lingering fears when he thinks about it.

And after knowing the details of Herbert Varney, Dumbledore felt even more deeply regretful, why did he have to be with such a person for his...close friend.

No... From Dumbledore's point of view, there was nothing in Herbert Varney that could be called a human being except for his similar appearance.

As the purest vampire, Herbert Varney is different from today's so-called vampires who can eat pies with blood. He cannot eat human food, so apart from sucking a lot of blood, he only has one Ways to fill your belly...

eat human.

So he used to take pleasure in killing people, disemboweling them, gouging out their internal organs and eating them.

In his recipes, the taste of children is more tender than that of adults, and women are more mouth-watering than men.

And after a full meal, he will also make corpses that have lost their internal organs into infernal corpses, using them as his subordinates or servants to serve him.

In fact, long before he was anyone's staunchest flock, Herbert Varney was already notorious in wizarding and Muggle circles alike.

He is the most feared criminal in the Muggle world, Jack the Ripper. In 1889—that is, when Dumbledore was nine years old, Herbert Varney was arrested by the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control for killing women on the streets of London. The task force sent to kill.

But in fact, he wasn't dead at all.

Since then, he has been hiding his whereabouts until he met that person, and followed that person's ideals, thinking that after overthrowing the stupid Muggle rule, he can let purebred vampires like himself see the sky again, and take back his once-occupied hometown!

So...this horrible guy, he should have died in that war back then, but why is he still alive till now? !

"What's the matter, Albus, do you mean... are you hesitating?" Herbert Varney seemed to have seen through Dumbledore's mind, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you feel that you can't remember anything? For example, where was I when the battle happened, why didn't I die later? And most importantly, what were the details of the battle between you and him? What kind of spell was used to kill him on the spot?!"

"you…"

"Avada Kedavra!!"

At the moment when Dumbledore's mind was slackening, Herbert Varney suddenly shook his hand and threw out a ghastly green light, pointing mercilessly at Dumbledore's chest!

Compared with the immature Killing Curse of those bewitched Aurors, Herbert Varney's Killing Curse is simply the scythe of death.

Sharp, fast, and inevitable!

"Wow!"

However, at this critical moment, a fiery red figure suddenly flew in front of Dumbledore, and opened his mouth to swallow this terrifying spell into his belly!

And Dumbledore, who was originally isolated and helpless, has gathered a group of wizards in different clothes at this moment.

That was a member of the original Order of the Phoenix!

Chapter 480 Six, Lao Deng's Reinforcements Have Finally Arrived

Alastor Moody, who stares at a magic eye and has a lame leg, and Aberforth Dumbledore, who is tall and thin and has a bad temper...

Headed by the two of them, followed by five or six wizards of different ages and genders, as soon as they broke into the interrogation room, the group quickly stood their ground, and closely guarded Dumbledore and his phoenix that had turned into ashes. protected.

"Fortunately, you came in time, but it would be great if you can arrive before I enter the door. At least Fox can avoid Nirvana once."

Taking advantage of the gap between the confrontation between the two sides, Dumbledore picked up the phoenix that had turned into a baby bird again from the ashes, and carefully placed it on his shoulders.

His tone was very relaxed, because the Order of the Phoenix collectively came to help, Lao Deng was really relieved now.

"Speaking lightly, do you know how much work it took me to gather these people together? And I wish you could suffer more~" However, Aberforth gave his elder brother a blank look, "Yes That's it... Mundungus Fletcher, I didn't notify him to come over, like that kind of shameless liar and thief, only you will think he is trustworthy."

"Can't you just say a few words less?" Moody interrupted Aberforth's complaint in displeasure, and then glanced at Dumbledore with concern, "Albus, you don't look very well, don't these guys Is it hard to deal with?"