Chapter 333

At this time, many people behind Fleur began to wail, showing the same symptoms as Professor Le Verrier.

A wizard screamed and was covered in gold, but strangely, he did not lose his movement like Professor Le Verrier, but stood there like a person who could move freely.

The chaos in the exhibition hall continued to intensify, and almost one-fifth of the people had begun to undergo similar changes. Their bodies seemed to be swallowed by golden liquid and could no longer return to normal.

They were all those who had won the gold coins in the bet before!

The air was filled with panic, and the screams and panicked footsteps made the whole scene even more unbearable.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic standing on the high platform obviously realized the seriousness of the situation. They hurriedly prepared to use the sound booming spell to restore order and try to make the scene quiet.

But just like before, they had no way to use spells!

At this time, they were just like ordinary Muggles without magical abilities!

Maybe even worse!

However, as Aurors are special talents who have received extensive training, even in the face of this situation, they immediately rushed into the crowd and shouted for people to stay away from the person who turned into gold!

Fleur felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and her body seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force and could not move.

Every nerve in her was tense, as if she was cast under some kind of imprisonment spell.

The scene in front of her made her almost unable to breathe. The entire exhibition hall fell into unprecedented chaos and panic, and she herself seemed to be trapped in an inescapable cage.

When the man came over, his steps were calm and firm, as if he didn't care about the chaos around him.

His eyes were like a cold blade, sweeping everything mercilessly, and finally fixed on Professor Le Verrier who had turned into gold.

The golden corpse was like a cold statue, lying quietly on the ground, emitting a chilling metallic luster.

An Auror was running towards the place where the mutation first appeared, shouting as he ran.

"Stop! No one should get close to anyone with symptoms! This should be a magical disease, it may be contagious!"

But the man completely ignored him, leaned down, stretched out his right hand, and inserted it into the professor's back without hesitation.

The people around couldn't help but step back when they saw this scene.

Fleur's eyes widened, and she felt sick and terrified.

She wanted to shout loudly, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound.

She could only watch the man pull violently.

Hua La La——

Professor Le Verrier's body collapsed in an instant, turning into countless shining gold galleons, scattering in all directions, like a terrifying metal rain.

And in the man's hand, a long tubular object made of pure gold strangely appeared.

Fleur didn't know what it was!

But the man looked at the Auror who ran over at this time.

He pointed the tube directly at the Auror.

The wizards watching didn't know what this was doing, only a red-haired man suddenly exclaimed.

"That's a shotgun! Get out of the way!"

Then.

Bang!

Instantly, a tongue of fire burst out from the outlet of the tube, and then, in front of everyone, the Auror who rushed over was like a person hit by a blasting curse.

A cloud of blood mist appeared in the air in the exhibition hall, and the Auror was torn into two halves like a rag doll, with a big hole directly punched out from the waist and abdomen, and only half of the whole person was still attached.

Then he fell heavily to the ground and lost his breath in an instant.

A group of people behind him also screamed, and they were also hit by the flying shrapnel!

The man ignored it, holding the gun with a cold light flashing, pointing it directly at Fleur.

"So, my friend, are you willing to convert?"

The man's voice was still indifferent, with an irresistible threat.

Fleur's heart sank suddenly, and the muzzle in front of her made her almost unable to breathe.

She didn't know what weapon this was, but the instinct of life made her body scream involuntarily.

"Ah!"

Bang——

A loud noise resounded throughout the exhibition hall, deafening.

Fleur closed her eyes tightly, almost daring not to open them.

When she finally dared to slowly open her eyes, the scene in front of her stunned her.

She was not injured, and the gun did not take her life.

At this time, standing in front of her was Deveraux.

His figure was like an indestructible barrier, blocking Fleur in front of her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she could hardly believe her eyes.

"D... Deveraux!"

Her voice trembled, and she almost cried out this name.

Deveraux stood straight, with a firm face. The long robe on his chest was shot with a huge hole, and the blood hole was clearly visible, and the blood quickly penetrated the clothes.

Being hit at such a close distance, he almost blocked all the shrapnel on himself!

Fudge, who had turned into Tonks, had just walked out of the corner and saw this scene, and was stunned for a moment.

But at this moment, a man dressed as an official of the Ministry of Magic suddenly hugged Fudge's shoulders.

"Minister! It's very dangerous here! Follow me to the back."

Fudge's heart skipped a beat. Only a few people like Scrimgeour knew that he was the minister. How could this person know that?

It should be that Scrimgeour had sent someone to protect him. Fudge hurriedly followed him to the back. It was too dangerous here!

"Deverot!!!"

Lupin was so angry at the scene that he almost jumped down from the booth and rushed towards Deverot.

After seeing the terrifying power of the gun, the others fled madly in the opposite direction.

Everyone thought that Deverot had no chance of survival -

However, Deverot was not killed instantly like the Auror. Instead, dark green scales began to appear on his chest and arms.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes as cold as a blade, staring directly at the man.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of irony, as if facing an enemy that was not worth mentioning.

"Can't you use magic?"

Deverot's voice was low and with a hint of disdain.

"Haha, it's okay, it's enough to send you to see your master!"

As his voice fell, dark green scales spread rapidly, covering his entire body, as if some powerful force was awakening.

The power of an ancient beast!

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