Chapter 1243 ? Damn Dark Wizard

"Let him go, he's old, and his legs and feet are inconvenient... The Bok family will satisfy whatever request you have." A wizard's pleading voice was filled with tears, "We will never fight against Harris again. gone."

"Shut up!" The old male voice scolded out of breath.

"Aren't you very energetic?" The playful female voice was full of threats, "I warn you one last time, stand up...or tell me who ordered the explosion?"

There are some noises.

"For Merlin's sake! This explosion is not yours...wait? What are you doing? No!"

Scrimgeour walked quickly into the meeting room where the pure-bloods gathered just now. The fat man glanced at him and smiled friendlyly at him, but he was lifting a wheelchair with both hands, and the haggard Herbert Burke was sitting above.

And another female Auror nicknamed doctor with hair combed back also cast her eyes on him, but her hands didn't stop, and she pushed the window open.

Scrimgeour was stunned for a moment by the situation in front of him, and then he was shocked when he understood the other party's plan. He immediately scolded: "You are crazy! Stop, let him go!"

"Director, it's just to scare him." The fat man casually threw the wheelchair back to the ground.

Herbert's body jumped a bit, and the wheelchair slid forward a short distance.

Scrimgeour's eyes fell on Herbert. His old, stiff and thin body was slumped on the wheelchair, and he seemed powerless to fight back. If it weren't for the heaving of his chest, people would mistakenly think that he was dead: "Ridiculous! What are you doing?!! Want to throw him out of the window alive?!!!"

Herbert's drooping old eyelids opened, he straightened his neck, and glanced at Scrimgeour expressionlessly, not intending to speak, even though Penello and the doctor threatened him just now, and just now he was thrown with a wheelchair When he got to the ground, he didn't make a sound of crying for pain, and he refused to say a word of begging for mercy.

Seeing that Penello looked at him and raised the corner of his mouth without explaining, Scrimgeour forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart - he had known enough about the Crivat in front of him after being with him for so long. She has a troublesome personality and knows how much the other party hates her, but now that Herbert Burke and Borgin Burk are in the hands of the other party, if I accuse her too much and arouse the other party's rebellious psychology, I'm afraid...

"Auror Clearwater, nothing seems to be going on here..." Scrimgeour heaved a sigh of relief, and organized a prophecy that he was not good at, "Leave the suspects to us, and I'll bring them to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement." Let Chief Len Harris interrogate.

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"Director, this is a task directly assigned to armed Aurors by the Law Enforcement Department, and it has nothing to do with patrolling Aurors." Penello sneered.

"Your arrest mission has been completed! Since you still call me Director, you should obey the order." Scrimgeour said with a twitch.

"Director, I don't need to trouble you." The doctor said, turning the tip of his wand into a thick cowhide rope. It swam on Herbert like a living snake, and tied him very roughly in a second. It looked like a crab before it went into the steamer? The rope was tied very tightly? It was firmly strangled into the loose skin of the old man.

Herbert grunted in pain, his eyelids opened and drooped with difficulty? He turned his face away without a word of begging for mercy, as if he was ready to let Harris suffer? Drooping down? It seems that it has already begun to lose its vitality.

The other party's sarcasm and provocative actions made Scrimgeour, who had been suppressing his anger, turn livid, and a vein on his forehead swelled out. He waved violently to the patrolling Aurors behind him: "If you don't come over to help, the suspect Take it back to Sili."

Facing Penello, who is known for his tyranny in the Auror office? In fact, these patrolling Aurors feel a little flustered? It's just that as Scrimgeour's confidantes, they have to carry out the orders of their superiors. And with a fluke mentality, the patrolling Aurors thought that the other party would not do anything to them at this time-after all, in name, this was an order personally issued by the head of the Auror office.

However, these patrolling Aurors still cautiously didn't even look at Penello, just walked over carefully? They wanted to make the other party not think they were provocative.

But there was not even a sound of warning, just a few seconds later? When hit, they stood up straight with their hands and feet and fell straight on the spot? Not even prepared to resist? There were only two horrified eyes expressing that their master was shocked that Penello and the others really did it.

Scrimgeour was the only exception? Just now Scrimgeour felt that his eyes were suddenly covered in white, and he could only see a large piece of white sticky spider web underground, and their bodies were all entangled by the huge sticky spider web below. Some of the front ones even only showed their heads, wrapped in a cocoon.

"The patrolling Aurors can't stop the explosion attack by themselves. They want to rob us to cover up their incompetence..." Penello retracted her wand. She didn't change back to Animagus, but used the spider web technique taught to the students Just finished the job, "Really...the whole body has more flaws than my students..."

"Let go of me, how dare you, you black witch!" Scrimgeour was shocked by this ruthlessness at first, but now that he had grasped the situation, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and his voice increased unconsciously. With a heavy tone, "How dare you attack your boss!"

"For now, you are still my boss..." Penello cast a disdainful glance at Scrimgeour, "Director Scrimgeour, we all know that the criminal suspects from pure-blood families are very close to you. , Forgive us Armed Aurors for not being able to take this risk to teach him to you... I hope you really did not have any illegal transactions in private as Albert said, but I hope Lun can find out something... Let me say Alan They treat you so well..."

"What do you mean? Do you think I will play favoritism? Favoritism? Like Harris? You bloody dark wizards disrupted the Ministry of Magic and endangered the magic world... You should all be arrested in Azkaban!" Scrimgeour said with his forehead The wrinkles on his face were wrinkled like ravines. Thinking of the other side's ignorance of him when he sought cooperation with Allen because of the goblin, he was so angry that he trembled all over, and cursed incoherently, "You don't need to argue for Harris! I understand everything! This explosion was directed and acted by you! Look, he used his power to get everyone into the Ministry of Magic...Since someone like you can be an Auror, it is a disgrace to the Aurors! That Alan Harry Si is also a dark wizard...that's why he got you in!"

And when he heard the other party anger Allen, Penelot jumped up, and the shadow of a huge spider enveloped Scrimgeour on the ground. Scrimgeour didn't have the slightest fear when he saw this, and he was still yelling, thinking that it had reached this point If you don't say it, you don't have to say it. You want to vent your long-standing anger.

Penelope aimed at Scrimgeour's chest, and dropped two giant pincers.

"Scrimgeour is flying!" Luckily, Mother Wolf and the others still had reason under their anger, and used the Flying Charm on Scrimgeour and his cocoon.

"Stop Penello, it's unnecessary!" Albert also rushed over. When Penello subdued Scrimgeour and the others, he was startled by the movement of magic waves and people falling and shouting. Ask him to go upstairs to check, just entering the door is seeing such a situation.

Seeing that Penello was stopped and did not pursue, Albert did not intend to ask the reason for the process. He just turned around and turned to the armed Auror under him, with no waves in his tone, "Send Director Scrimgeour and these colleagues to Go outside, this kind of battle scene is too dangerous for them."

Those armed Aurors were killed, and they understood the meaning of sending them away. They didn't destroy the spider silk tied to Scrimgeour's body, and they didn't lift the spell on the patrolling Aurors. Instead, they used their magic wands to control them to float like they usually do when escorting prisoners. Walk towards the door.

"Damn it! I order you, let us go quickly! I'm the director!" Scrimgeour blushed and struggled constantly, but was turned away by the Auror who directed him to fly out, head down and feet up flew outside.