Chapter 574 Harris Must Pay His Debts
Surrounded by everyone, Voldemort raised his wand in the air, and those black magic robes turned into long tentacle-like belts swept out behind him, hitting Alan and He who were closest to him because the compound potion had not expired. , who still looked like Neville's people, and then fired Fiendfire towards his body, his wand pointed forward, and the black smoke billowed, he immediately started to escape from the arch, and directly knocked away several proud people on his way. After Luo and the Death Eaters——Voldemort deliberately chose the opponent who was the easiest to deal with quickly. The blue flames created by the fire escape body under him were separated on both sides under the effect of his powerful curse. Voldemort moved the silver shield to the Back, ignoring the attacks of ordinary spells behind him, he only resisted the spells that would cause fatal injuries. In this way, Voldemort, who was slightly injured, flew over quickly, and saw him safe and excited. Latrix cheered loudly, and Voldemort changed direction and flew towards her.
Seeing this, Lucius Malfoy's eyes flashed under the mask, and he also grabbed Rudolphs who was staring at his severed hand in a daze.
"My faithful servants, leave this place. Others, enjoy your last days. Anyone who fights against me or participates in the killing of my men will be destroyed. Ministry of Magic, watch and wait for you There is only doom..." Voldemort's cold voice like a snake hissed through the walls and floors inside and outside the Hall of Death, and it sounded in everyone's ears as if they were close at hand. The Death Eaters who didn't dare to escape breathed a sigh of relief. They speeded up their spell casting, eager to get rid of the entanglement of the Aurors, and wanted to get out of the battlefield as soon as possible.
"Alan Harris, you foreign purebloods are not as noble as the British natives, and you actually destroyed the sanctity and honor of the duel. You better hope that you will have such luck next time." The woman who had already approached the female Death Eater Voldemort's voice suddenly became high-pitched, and the cold tone made people shudder.
"Harris must pay his debts. This is just a return gift to you for designing me on the Goblet of Fire last year. Tom Riddle, you should be the one who should expect good luck next time. Today's ending is enough to explain the problem. Now I am not the one who is fleeing, your men have also suffered heavy losses, and we, the Ministry of Magic, we Harris and I have proved who is the winner in this third war, wizards, we have won tonight! From now on, these Death Eaters will only sneak around like rats and make some small moves, and will no longer dare to fight us head-on!" Alan Harris' firm and vague voice resounded in everyone's heart—but obviously, Alan In fact, he does not know Voldemort's special technique of letting the voice spread to everyone. He used a lot of magic power in a stupid way to forcefully imitate the trick used by the devil Bayer. Allen trembled slightly, and came over to help him pretending to be affectionate, otherwise Allen would fall to the ground if he said a few more words.
But it cheered the Umbrella employees, the Ministry of Magic Aurors.
As Allen said, the power of the mysterious man does not seem to be as terrifying as imagined. The members of the Harris family are all extraordinary wizards, and they can be relied on—even the two female companions of Alan Harris Animagus that can transform into magical creatures.
The Gryffindor girl student Hermione Granger turned into a manticore, but the Ministry of Magic classified it as a dangerous five-star magical creature, which means it is a known animal that can easily kill wizards or means Impossible to domesticate or tame. Regardless of the manticore's poisonous sting, just its singing can give these "ordinary" wizards a great advantage in "ordinary" level battles, let alone their own Auror Penelope ?The Animagus transformed by Clearwater should not only be classified as five-star dangerous by the Ministry of Magic for her individual strength, but also be able to manipulate those terrifying acromantulas—although her own reputation is in the Ministry of Magic’s It's very bad, too dangerous...
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a gleam of fire that appeared out of thin air on the high platform,
Voldemort, who wanted to say something cruel, stopped talking, and disappeared with Bella. Lucius Malfoy, who was ready to flee since Voldemort reappeared in his heart, glanced regretfully at a strong man with short and hard hair who fell on the ground in the distance. He was the two vassals of the Malfoy family. One of the families, the patriarch of the Gower family, and the other Crabbe fled long before Voldemort gave the order to retreat-Lucius shook his head, and then Apparated away with Rudolphs followed closely behind.
Death Eaters like Lucius Malfoy were no longer rare. However, some Death Eaters who reacted slowly or were unlucky enough to be surrounded and entangled by the Aurors were caught. The masks on their faces were taken off by the Aurors, and they watched their companions disappear one by one in despair. Now, only some unlucky Death Eaters like myself are waiting for the unknown judgment, and of course there are some more unlucky companions who were interrupted by Auror's spell during the apparation process, leaving only a pile of minced meat on the floor.
A golden phoenix appeared in the room with crisp chirps. Dumbledore stood still on the high platform, and the phoenix hovered in the air behind him. "I hope I'm not late." Dumbledore said calmly, looking at Harry as if with comforting power, which made Harry's heart finally fall to the ground at this moment.
The familiar sense of reassurance calmed Harry. He thought that he had foolishly fallen into Voldemort's trap, causing Sirius and the others to now face arrest by the Ministry of Magic. But with Dumbledore here, they will be fine, Deng Bullido must have a solution to this matter.
"It's not too late, Albus, the Ministry of Magic is going to arrest us now." After quickly introducing the situation to Dumbledore, Moody said, judging from his expression, he was very impressed with the fact that the Ministry of Magic did not distinguish between good and evil. His behavior was very angry, "Harris is obviously using our Order of the Phoenix as bait! Dumbledore..."
Dumbledore stopped Moody from complaining, because at the door of the death hall, Fudge, panting as if he had just finished a long-distance run, led a group of witches and wizards into the room like a flood, he wiped the sweat from his bald forehead, Terrified by the purgatory scene in the Hall of Death, he approached Mr. Owen Harris nearby. "Owen, how is the situation now?" He asked vaguely.
"If you Apparate over here, you may be able to meet Voldemort who is fleeing for his life." Mr. Owen Harris shrugged, and bluntly pointed out the reason why the other party did not dare to meet Voldemort and chose to come on foot.
"I just summoned... so he was really driven away by you?" Fudge was like a balloon that was punctured, and wanted to find a way for himself, but then realized that the mysterious man was really driven away by them gone……
A panicked voice caught everyone's attention.