Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The so-called movie theater is actually very simple. You just need to perform alchemical transformation on the playback room according to the principle of the meditation basin.

Although it is true, it is a pity that in the entire wizarding world, no one except Dudley can come up with such a big gift.

Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared in the cloudless sky and was gradually drifting towards the direction of the cinema. Just when it was about to get close to the cinema, the cloud suddenly dispersed into countless black dots and fell into the bushes below.

"A lot, really a lot of people."

A hoarse voice with madness and excitement said, "Master, let us go and give them the most equal death."

"Bella, don't worry, don't worry."

Voldemort said to his most loyal subordinate, and then his eyes turned to the distance: "Let us welcome our guests first."

"Guest?" Bella was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and shouted at the place Voldemort pointed at: "Who! Who's there?!"

"Come out, we've seen you."

The dumbest thing you can say is 'I've seen you'.

"Oh, very sensitive, what a wonderful wizard."

A figure slowly walked out of the woods.

"Hello again, Mr. Dark Lord."

A meaningful tone sounded.

After the other party showed up, the Death Eaters approached him one after another and surrounded him, but the man behaved very calmly, without any fear on his face.

"Fudge?"

One of the Death Eaters revealed the man's identity.

Immediately, a Death Eater blurted out: "That useless Minister of Magic?!"

The other Death Eaters burst into laughter upon hearing the name. It was an unpleasant mob-like laugh, and their tense nerves relaxed immediately. Everyone knew who Fudge was.

Only Voldemort's eyes were fixed on the other person.

These Death Eaters did not know the details of the battle at the Ministry of Magic, but Voldemort, as the person involved, knew that he killed Fudge with his own hands. Although a red-haired man said that he had killed only a puppet, he was skeptical about this.

However, the same person appeared in front of him again, but this person gave him an unusual feeling.

Whether it was the courage to face his group alone or the calm expression now, it told him

The wizard in front of him is very extraordinary.

"Before you call someone a piece of shit, please look in the mirror and see what you are made of."

Fudge responded indifferently.

"Let me show you something powerful." The man saw that he was actually confronted by 'Fudge', and heard his companions around him laughing. Without saying a word, he took out his wand and planned to give the other party a hard blow.

The Death Eaters who are now following Voldemort are a group of lawless Voldemort's diehard fans. The group headed by Lucius have all been sent out.

This group of people is the most impulsive and the most brutal.

Voldemort did not stop him, as he just wanted to see what this 'Fudge' was capable of.

"Crucio"

He didn't even finish the spell. He just waved his wand and flew backwards. No one could see how Fudge did it. Even Voldemort's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"I'm here to find your master, who are you?"

Fudge's tone remained calm, as if he was just casually swatting a fly to death.

The other Death Eaters also reacted at this time, and they took out their wands and looked at Fudge with fierce faces, but they did not dare to act rashly because of Fudge's move, and waited for Voldemort's order.

"Dark Lord, is this your way of entertaining guests?"

Voldemort stared at Fudge for a long time, but could not find any flaws in him. "It seems that others have misjudged you. You are really good at hiding things."

He showed a rare interest and asked, "So what do you want to see me do?"

"It's simple, just get out of here."

Fudge's words instantly made Voldemort furious.

Voldemort refused decisively and turned his gaze towards the cinema: "Everyone there must die today."

"If you stop me, you will die too."

"Not always."

The two men attacked at almost the same time as if they had agreed upon it, and two thick spells intersected in the air.

Normally speaking, when two spells collide, they should chase each other like waves until the winner is decided.

However, when the two spells intersected, an explosion occurred and the Death Eaters around them were blown away by the force.

"Advanced dark magic."

Voldemort took a step back. His scarlet eyes looked terrifying in the moonlight.

Fudge took two steps back and looked at Voldemort with a serious expression on his face.

"amazing."

Fudge gave Voldemort his second heartfelt praise. The explosion of the curse just now was related to him. He originally wanted to trick Voldemort, but he didn't expect Voldemort to react at an extremely fast speed and even gain the upper hand.

"Master, let's go kill him."

Bella and others behind him were ready to make a move.

"You are no match for him, retreat."

Voldemort shouted his men away and looked at Fudge again.

Once again, they attacked at the same time.

The tacit understanding between dark wizards.

Next, a battle of dark magic unfolds in front of Bella and other Death Eaters, in which all kinds of dark magic that they have seen and have not seen are displayed one by one.

Chapter 420: How many Soul Hall elders were eaten?

"Incredible, incredible! This is the useless Fudge that Avery and the others mentioned? He is actually so powerful."

The Death Eaters' voices were filled with surprise.

The fight between the two was extremely fierce, and ordinary people could not get close to them. Even if the Death Eaters stepped up to help, they would be involved in the magic of the two if they were not careful, and their bodies would be wiped out.

Their fight is no longer on the same level as ours.

It was as if two Gold Saints were fighting, and they were the Sanctuary soldiers waving flags and cheering on the side.

“We want to help our master”

Death Eater Gibberne muttered.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he encountered strong opposition from a fanatical believer like Bella: "Master does not need your help. If you dare to take action without authorization, I will kill you first."

The fierce look in Bella's eyes was not just talk.

While the Death Eaters were arguing over whether to support Voldemort, the battle between Voldemort and 'Fudge' was drawing to a close.

The wand in Fudge's hand was broken into two pieces, but Voldemort still held his yew wand.

The outcome seems to have been decided.

"Hahaha, the master is the strongest."

Bella was the first to let out an unpleasant, shrill laugh, and with her lead, the other Death Eaters also followed suit.

Voldemort pointed his wand at 'Fudge' and laughed too.

He is more skilled.

'It's a shame, this wand doesn't really suit me.'

Fudge looked at the half-broken wand in his hand with regret and threw it away.

This wand belongs to Fudge himself. In Ollivander's words, the wand chooses the man, and this 'Fudge' is not very compatible with it. His own wand was lost somewhere decades ago.

Otherwise there is still a fight with Voldemort.

"You are very powerful, much stronger than my useless servants. It's a pity that you are about to die."

Voldemort was not in a hurry to kill the other party, but spoke with the attitude of a winner.

He liked the feeling of victory. If the opponent could crawl at his feet and wailed and begged, then it would be perfect whether he killed him or captured him.

"I think I understand where your limits are."

Although he had clearly lost, Fudge did not show any panic or fear on his face. Instead, he showed a smile that showed he had achieved his goal.

He was not originally here to defeat Voldemort.

Fudge's words made Voldemort feel a little uneasy, so he stopped interrupting the game of cat and mouse, and the dark green light illuminated the entire grove.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Voldemort was worried that something unexpected might happen again, so he didn't give the other party a chance to speak and killed him decisively.

Avada has no counter-spell, so he can only use magic to resist. But the opponent doesn’t even have a wand, so what can he use to resist?

There is only one ending: death.

However, nothing in this world is absolute.

The next second his pupils shrank sharply, and the extremely familiar and hated black sphere appeared in front of Fudge, blocking the deadly dark green light.

Cockroach ball!

However, Fudge summoned not only cockroaches, but also many other similar shelled creatures.

"This spell works really well."

Fudge said with emotion, the tip of his right index finger flashing with light.

This is why they chose to find Voldemort in the bushes, as there are a lot of insect creatures here.

"Wandless casting!"

Voldemort snorted coldly, a flash of fire appeared at the tip of his wand, and the cockroach ball turned into ashes in an instant.

After failing several times at this spell, Voldemort finally found a way to break it.

When you see the ball appear, just blast it as quickly as possible.

"Do you think you can escape?" The Death Eaters surrounded them with ill intentions.

Wandless casting is a very advanced spellcasting skill, but the difference between having a wand and not having one is huge. Under normal circumstances, being able to exert 50% of one's strength is already very rare, and being able to exert 60% is basically rare.

Even with a magic wand, I am no match for you. Now I don't have one.

"Can I borrow your wand?" Fudge grabbed the wand of a Death Eater and it disappeared into his hand.

Well, now there are wands again.

A bunch of idiots who are incapable of doing anything good but always cause trouble.

Voldemort thought unhappily in his heart.

"It's useless even if you get the wand. You are surrounded by us."

If it is not your own magic wand, the power it can exert is limited. The magic wand is to the wizard as the Gundam is to the pilot. If you don't believe me, let Amuro drive a different one, or let Athrun drive a Zaku, the power he can exert will be greatly reduced.

"You are wrong. You have been surrounded by me."

A strange smile appeared on Fudge's face.

His words made the Death Eaters around him laugh.

"Hahahaha. Are you crazy? Just you and me?"

To be able to make such an ugly laugh, I wonder how many Soul Palace elders the other party has eaten.

"I think Minister Fudge is referring to us."

The sudden interruption of a strange voice made the Death Eaters' laughter stop abruptly.

There were countless figures swaying among the bushes, and before they knew it, countless Aurors had already approached and surrounded them.