Chapter 266 Man-Made Natural Disaster!

"Then it's decided, Harry will come with us!"

Mr. Weasley glanced at the clock on the wall and made his final decision,

"As for the others, keep up with your brother! You must listen to Bill and Charlie! They have worked for so many years and have more social experience!"

"Especially pay attention to me, don't make trouble at this time, understand? Fred, George!"

Others wanted to say something, but seeing Mr. Weasley's serious expression, they swallowed their words back.

Usually the Weasley family is mainly run by Mrs. Weasley, and everyone is not so obedient from time to time.

Mischievous ghosts like the Weasley twins often get Mrs. Weasley into trouble.

But when it comes to really big things, Mr. Weasley's words come first in the Weasley family, and he is the backbone of the Weasley family!

So the others said nothing, but grabbed their wands and put on their sneakers by the way.

Sirius got out of the tent first, and after confirming that the surroundings were temporarily safe and that the rioting team was still some distance away from him, he called the others to leave the tent.

After leaving the tent, the noise grew louder. Countless cries and screams of fear were intertwined, and Harry couldn't help frowning.

Do these wizards have no wands? Or have a wand, but no brains?

The rioting team was not huge, at most there were more than a hundred wizards.

As long as the fleeing wizards each returned a stun spell, at least half of the rioting team would lose their combat effectiveness.

But those wizards only dared to hide in dark corners or run away into the distance.

There are even some mud that can't support the wall, only dare to hide in the tent and shiver, and don't even dare to look outside through the window.

"Tch!" Harry shook his head involuntarily.

This group of people is hopeless, it seems that they need their own salvation, they need a belief!

Bill and Charlie, the adult wizards, had led Fred, George and the others towards the safer place at the edge of the woods.

And Harry followed Sirius and Mr. Weasley, holding a wand, and walked towards the rioting crowd.

Around the rioting crowd, there were quite a few staff members of the Ministry of Magic who gathered spontaneously, as well as Aurors who were in charge of patrolling.

But these wizards seemed to be concerned about the safety of the innocent Muggles floating above the rioting crowd.

In addition, their own number is not as many as the rioting wizards, there are only more than fifty people, so they dare not act rashly.

"Sirius, take care of Harry!" Mr. Weasley said loudly, "I'm going to join other colleagues from the Ministry of Magic!"

As he spoke, he rushed in one direction.

"Harry, what should we do now? I'll follow your command!"

Seeing that there were no acquaintances nearby, Sirius also let go of his disguise and asked Harry directly what he thought of the situation before him.

Anyway, no matter how much I think, I can't compare to my goddaughter, so why not just give up thinking and return to myself?

During the first wizarding war, he just emptied his mind and let Lupine and James take command.

The only time Sirius made a decision on his own was that he had some doubts that Lupine was the traitor, so he handed over the identity of the secret keeper to Peter Pettigrew.

Then it became the worst decision he ever made, directly killing James and Lily.

A fall into a pit to gain a wisdom, Sirius now can be said to hate such things as making decisions by himself.

It just so happens that his goddaughter is good at this, so why does Sirius make things difficult for himself?

"I seem to feel the magic of a few acquaintances there!"

The words that came out of Harry's mouth answered irrelevant questions, while squinting at the rioting wizards in black robes,

"So, what else to do? Catch them and send them to Merlin... I mean send them to Azkaban!"

Saying that, Harry waved his wand lightly, and the black flames danced on her beautiful long hair, devouring the surrounding light.

Sirius was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, but he didn't say it, he just nodded.

Those black-robed wizards in front seemed to have noticed Harley's existence.

The group changed direction immediately, heading for Harry.

Harry chuckled, but didn't take the initiative to greet her.

Her magic wand quietly pointed at the sky, and invisible power burst out instantly, and spread rapidly in the sky.

Under the cover of the night, the dark clouds are slowly gathering, and a thick layer of clouds is gradually forming in the sky.

A snowy owl flew out of the clouds in a panic, and chased in Hermione's direction.

Hedwig also took the initiative to fly out of the tent when everyone left the tent, flying in the night sky, observing the movements of the rioting wizards.

She originally wanted to assist Harry in the sky. After all, she was also a psychiatrist. At least she could analyze the other party's information.

However, Hedwig had just received the news from Harley, and learned that her master was going to use a small-scale weather spell to destroy the opposite party directly.

It's better to stay away from yourself, because it is not a comfortable thing for birds to get their feathers wet by the rainstorm.

At the same time, the rioting crowd quickly arrived not far from Harry.

The man in the front shouted in a drunken voice:

"You... you're the damn Potter? Harry Potter!"

He seems to have drunk too much, and his mind is a little unclear. In a muttering voice, he can say what he can and cannot say together,

"Damn you! You ruined our beautiful life... all!"

"That's right, Harry Potter really deserves to die! She defeated the great Dark Lord and ruined our good life!" Shouts of approval erupted from the crowd behind.

But that person's voice was very sober, not drunk, full of reason, and with a hint of bewitchment.

At the same time, that person hid very well, perfectly concealing his figure with the aid of the drunks who were stumbling around.

"Indeed! If the Dark Lord hadn't been defeated... how could we be so restrained?"

"I've wanted to torture those mudbloods for a long time... a group of mudbloods... why should they be equal to us noble... wizards!"

A lot of voices of approval sounded, and Sirius stood guard in front of Harry, holding his wand, and roared menacingly:

"I warn you! If you go back now, the Ministry of Magic will not pursue your criminal responsibility!"

"You fart! You bloody traitor of a pure-blood family!" There was a sudden shout from the crowd,

"What more to say to them?"

"Cruciate!"

A ray of emerald green light instantly flew out from the tip of a certain wand, hitting Harry.

But Harry didn't seem to notice, and grabbed Sirius' sleeve, and the two took half a step back.

A wall of ice condensed out of thin air in front of them.

The Cruciatus Curse hit the ice wall, and shattered ice splattered everywhere.

"Catch some and let some go. You have to put pressure on the Ministry of Magic, and you can't completely lose the power of this group of senior Riddle's future subordinates,"

Harry nodded slightly, making simple plans,

"Oh, by the way, and make sure to mark the scum a bit, make sure they're out of action if I want to."

In just a dozen seconds of this thought running, a large number of spells flew in again.

Cruciatus, crackling explosion, falling apart, shattering to pieces...

All kinds of destructive black magic covered Harry and Sirius, and the ice wall almost shattered.

"Her defensive magic was broken by us!" A drunk shouted in surprise,

"Do more! The day of revenge is today! In honor of our lost good life!"

"Armor protection!" Sirius immediately set up a new line of defense, and at the same time roared without looking back,

"Harry, use that black flame! You don't have to show mercy to this group of scum and scum! Just don't kill them!"

"It's not necessary, Godfather." Harry shook his head, "I have a better way to deal with them."

"It's raining continuously!"

Pointing the wand towards the sky, the violent power was completely released.

There was a thunder in the sky, but no lightning fell.

The thick dark clouds seemed to be unable to support the weight of the water vapor anymore, and finally a hole was opened, allowing heavy rain to fall.

The group of drunks couldn't guard against it, and were directly drowned by the heavy rain.

Many drank from the rain and were so distracted that they couldn't think of casting the spell.

Of course, not everyone is so good, and their consciousness is so vague.

"Armor protection!" "Waterproof and moistureproof!" "Water and fire are not invaded!" "Dark light protection!"...

In the middle of the crowd, streaks of magical light lit up. After all, there were still more than a dozen wizards who supported effective defenses.

Harry's expression didn't fluctuate. After all, he couldn't expect all his enemies to be trash. The light in her eyes flowed, and she stepped forward gently.

"Although the current torrential rain is the severe weather that I forcibly induced by using the weather spell, the essence of the weather spell is also to stimulate the celestial phenomena in nature."

Harry said softly, as if communicating with himself.

As her words came out, the magic power on Harley became more and more cheered.

"Since it is a natural phenomenon, as long as the temperature drops at this time, a blizzard will form. This is very reasonable."

"Then... let me give a little inducement to the natural world."

"Man-made Disaster Blizzard!"

As long as those potential disasters that have omens and can be used are found, the Witch of Despair can forcefully induce and amplify them by consuming spirituality (magic power).

And now, under Harley's ability, the weather spell that only covers the rioting crowd has evolved again, and has been upgraded to... Blizzard!

The snowflakes instantly covered all the wizards who participated in the riot, and struck with a terrifying cold air, but it did not hurt the innocent people around.

Although most of these black-robed thugs have the strength of Sequence Six, some of them even barely reached the Sequence Five level.

But when faced with the disaster unleashed by the Desperate Witch at the demigod level, they are still powerless to resist.

When Harley deliberately suppressed his ability and gave the other party time to escape, there were still more than forty drunks who were soaked all over their bodies, and a layer of frost quickly formed on their bodies, and they were frozen in place .

In the deepest part of the crowd, a group of conscious wizards in black robes suddenly shrank their pupils.

They didn't have time to discuss at all, and after a brief glance at each other, they whispered each name in a low voice.

Then there were ear-piercing "pops", and house elves appeared out of thin air, grabbed their masters, and spun away from the spot.

"Did most of them run away?" Harley, who noticed the fluctuation of magic power, raised his mouth slightly.

"However, there are still a few left, it seems that they are abandoned!"

"Also, I really didn't expect it, old Malfoy... You are not willing to be lonely, and choose to come to the party late at night to have some fun for yourself?"

Under Harley's perception, the rioting wizards had already been divided into two categories by her:

The most important one is the Death Eaters. After all, they all have a very clear and familiar evil magic power on their left arms.

Their master, Voldemort, who hadn't shown his face for a long time, despite being extremely weak.

But the magic he once exuded was still tenaciously parasitic in the Dark Mark on the left arms of the Death Eaters.

And for Harry, who has a keen sense, these are simply lights in the dark, making these Death Eaters nowhere to hide.

Except for the Death Eaters, the rest of the wizards were pure-blood wizards who were simply drunk and encouraged by someone with a heart, so they joined the rioting group.

They might be dark wizards, or gray figures somewhere between black and white, but they're definitely not Death Eaters.

And the group of wizards who called the house-elf to take them away, most of them had the Dark Mark on their arms, and they belonged to the core figures among the pure-blood wizards.

Harry also felt Dobby's aura from it, and locked on the existence of old Malfoy, which once again proved his conjecture.

This time, she let go of most of the Death Eaters, but deliberately left a few fringe figures among the Death Eaters.

Of course, those lucky ones who escaped were not really lucky.

In the previous flash fight, an invisible halo passed over the entire rioting crowd.

A seed was silently planted in the lungs of all thugs, a seed of disease from the aura of disease.

It's just that this seed is still sleeping for the time being, and has not woken up.

As long as Harry has a thought, and the distance is not too far, then this seed will wake up from its deep sleep.

It will absorb nutrients from the host, gradually take root and sprout, blooming flowers called "diseases", and even bear a fruit called "black death".

"Good night, I wish everyone a sweet dream!" Harry slightly bowed, and at the same time waved his wand lightly into the sky.

The torrential rain began to subside gradually, and the dark clouds also began to disperse under the invisible force.

Everything is over, and the water and ice on the ground are also rapidly turning into magic power and gradually dissipating.

Only the destroyed tents and ice sculptures prove that a battle took place here.

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(Thanks to "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox" and "Floating Life and Annihilation" for their rewards!)

(ps. With regard to Sirius’ intellectual problems, the author is not saying that he is stupid. How can an unintelligent person learn Animagus?)

(It’s just that he is a thug, not a decision-making type. Just like the original book’s treatment of Kreacher, Kreacher has always been at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and knows a lot of information. But Sirius’ attitude towards Kreacher...)

(I don't intend to make more judgments on this, but I really think that Sirius is not handsome, and he has the debuff that comes with getting along with dementors for a long time, so he doesn't seem smart.)