Chapter 551 Burn Them to Death (Modified, Sincerely Thank the Lord for the Cool Watermelon)

Professor Flitwick judged Draco's victory in this slightly slapstick duel between Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley.

The Weasley twins rushed forward and took turns to compete, but even though they were two grades higher than Draco Malfoy, they were still no match for Draco Malfoy. Laco fell to the ground.

Not only Draco Malfoy, other exchange students can easily beat wizards of the same level at Hogwarts. As the former leader of D.A, Harry Potter was knocked unconscious by the stun spell cast more quickly by the opponent when he faced the little black snake Blaise Zabini.

Seeing the resentment of the Gryffindors, Allen gave them another chance with another group battle. He moved Durmstrang's combat training style over and asked the students to conduct a battle. The game is no longer bound by those cumbersome etiquette, and a lot of bunkers and obstacles have been created with the transformation technique on the field. At this time, many little wizards who were not planning to end the game are also interested.

Although only a few selected from Allen's training class and exchange students participated in this competition, they defeated all the dozen or so young wizards who came to challenge. It's not how strong their magic power is or how superb the magic they master is, it's all because they are better at using cover after receiving actual combat training. .

However, the little wizards headed by D.A have not received any training in this area. Although there are more people, they have also practiced spell casting skills and one-on-one skills this semester, but they do not cooperate with each other at all. Behaving even uglier formed a one-sided situation.

There was silence in the stands at Hogwarts, even the Ravenclaws who had been unreservedly supporting Allen who were not members of the training class. Originally, they supported Alan mainly because they trusted Alan. Now the gap in the battle between the two sides is clearly displayed in front of everyone. There is no doubt about the necessity of setting up the ancient magic class. "Ancient Magic I have to go when the class officially starts next semester." This idea took root in the minds of the little wizards.

The previous opponents watched all this from the stands with their lips pursed. Even if they still had different opinions on teaching black magic, at least they had no reason to object to the fact that Allen wanted to teach students fighting skills. Cruel The facts are in front of us, no matter what the reason is, or who is responsible for Hogwarts education, there is indeed something wrong.

And on the night after this much-watched match at Hogwarts, in a narrow alley behind a Muggle post office, several figures suddenly appeared in this relatively remote place. Dead Apostles.

At this time, a brown-haired drunk man in the distance obviously noticed the movement here. He held an empty wine bottle and wobbled towards them, but before he had a chance to speak, a green light flashed , The drunk man fell to the ground stiffly.

"Dirty Muggle alcoholic." Bellatrix Lestrange licked the corner of her lips.

"Honey, well done." Rudolphs imitated her action and licked his lips, smiling flatteringly at her.

And Bellatrix Lestrange responded by turning her own wand into a whip and lashing at Rudolphs, who grinned and skilfully dodged the whip, Bellatrix Kesi didn't continue to talk to her husband, but continued to move forward, and then came to the gate of a courtyard at the end of the alley. After a few people dispersed, they began to cast a spell together in low voices on the house, which lasted for a long time. After a certain time, Bellatrix opened the locked courtyard door with a magic spell.

In the room, the silent man of the Department of Mysteries - Broderick Bird, with a sallow complexion, was lying on the bed. He was still frowning in his sleep. He had just received St. Mungo's Hospital from the Umbrella Company yesterday He was discharged early due to the new treatment he received—he still doesn’t know why he went to the prophecy hall in Sili to try to touch those prophecy balls,

This caused him to fall into the spell trap protecting the orb, and for a long time thought he was a teapot.

Suddenly he heard the magic alarm sounded by the courtyard door being opened by a spell, and Broderick on the bed was awakened. He sat up from the bed, rushed to the window, rubbed his eyes, and adjusted to the dim light, He saw several dark figures break into the yard.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the shadows hard, trying to take a closer look at them. When he saw the appearance of the person who came, he gasped, a coolness swept over his whole body, he only felt that his legs were weak, and his knees seemed not to be bent anymore, he wanted to get out of here as soon as possible the better.

"They set up an anti-apparition circle!" Broderick exclaimed after trying to escape with apparation and failed, and then he thought of looking for a place to hide in the room.

But it was too late, with a "snap", his door was kicked open roughly with his feet. Broderick tried to attack the opponent with a magic spell, but just as he raised the magic spell in his hand, he was caught by the opponent's The spell sent the wand flying, and it was bound tightly by a long black whip.

Then Broderick found that the other party had no intention of talking to him at all, and he could only watch Rudolphs Lestrange grinningly cast the flaming spell—no matter how crackling The explosive sound, or the dazzling orange-yellow flame instantly occupied his senses.

Broderick's eyes widened in terror as the flames surrounded him, and he struggled desperately to break free from the whip's grip, but the whip would not budge. Realizing that death was inevitable, he finally gave up and watched the flames dance past his cabinet, the flaming wallpaper curling and melting.

"Why?" Broderick posed a final question to the Death Eaters who were turning to leave, only to get the crazy woman laughing wildly, and Rudolphs taunted Lucius Malfoy beside him : "This idiot hasn't realized that you cast the Imperius Curse before, Lucius, you are too timid."

Broderick, who finally figured out the context of the matter, watched the other party leave the room, and the corridor leading to the door also started to burn under the other party's wand waved again. He saw the flames jumping from one shelf to another. Even the mirror was on fire, and Broderick saw his own image reflected in the mirror was black, with countless dancing flames behind him.

The fire spread rapidly and filled the whole room. Broderick was choked by the stinking smoke. When the fire snake finally ran from his feet, Broderick's wailing sounded instantly, It gradually weakened again until there was no sound at all.

Bellatrix Lestrange and others stayed outside the house to confirm his death. Rudolphs, who watched the fire light and laughed, turned his wand. He seemed to feel that it was not enjoyable enough, so he pointed the wand at the next door The house that belonged to the Muggles, frantically continued to set fire around with the spell, he screamed: "Burn them!"

"Rudolphus, stop! I don't want you to use Fiercefire because you don't want to make things worse, but that doesn't mean you can cast Flame Blaze at will!" Lucius Malfoy panicked and tried to pull Rudolphs to cast the spell. Arm, but was stopped by Bellatrix on the side, "Lucius, why are you so nervous about a group of Muggles? Coward, that guy Fudge might even publish in the newspaper that it was this group of Muggles who caught fire and killed Bo De, let him burn!"