The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 122 The Battle and the Aftermath

"The source of all power, the bright red flames burning, gather in my hands and become my power! Fire ball!" Weiss chanted from the silent cell.

"Boom" the iron door of Weiss' room was blown away, and he muttered: "What's the matter with suppressing my magic power, we still have Sephilia's magic!"

The siren sounded, and 4 Aurors appeared in front of Weiss in a short while. Everyone raised their wands with concentrated expressions, and shouted sharply: "Don't move! If you move again, we will use magic!"

"..." Weiss glanced left and right, saw the Auror who locked him in, raised the corner of his mouth, and took a step forward.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!" Almost all the Aurors released this spell. This magic is considered by Weiss to be a variant of the Fire Curse. All the Aurors' same Explosion Spells are mixed together to form a more powerful mixture. magic.

Unfortunately, it is still a flame.

Weiss gently raised his left hand, and in the next second, all the flames disappeared.

Under the stunned gaze of several Aurors, Weiss rushed to the Auror who caught him in, beat him up fiercely, and shouted, "Let you hit me! Let you make trouble! Make you mess up!" Add charges!"

Amidst the wailing of their companions, the remaining three Aurors reacted and released other spells one after another.

"Pfft! Chick! Swish!" The sound of three spells hitting the body came out, and the blood dripped and floated all over the ground, obviously injured.

It was the Auror.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at you, the curse is actually aimed at teammates." Weiss shook his head and sighed while supporting the Auror he had just used as a shield.

"Bastard brat!" A black Auror yelled, and walked forward quickly, about to move the fainted Auror away. He was confident that with his physique, it would be easy to catch a brat.

"Do you know that in my hometown, the Kingdom of Sephilia, wizards fight like this!" Weiss stepped forward when he moved his companion's body, and quickly punched Auror's chest, throat, and jaw .

The black Auror's eyes were white, and he stood unsteadily with "a strong body? Huh..." Amidst Weiss' disdainful voice, he fell down.

"Petrochemical all!" A curse from a tricky angle attacked.

"Boom!" Stone chips flew.

"I've said it all, see the target clearly before using the spell." When the black man fell down, Weiss had already used his hands and feet to hide back in the room he had just blown up.

"..." The two Aurors didn't say a word this time, and slowly moved towards the door, the look of vigilance in their eyes was clearly visible, and they no longer thought of treating the little guy in front of them as a child.

"What's the sound inside?" A female Auror asked her teammate: "How did he come out?"

The teammate shook his head and said in a low voice: "I don't know, this sound doesn't sound like a spell, let's release the most powerful fluorescent spell into it first..."

"...Let's radiate the power of sanctions! Lightning strikes!" Before they finished communicating, Weiss's whisper became louder, and at the same time a hand full of dazzling white light stretched out against the wall of the door, Immediately, several dazzling lightning chains were connected to their bodies in an instant. Without giving them any time to react, the power of the lightning made them twitch and collapse on the ground.

"You are not a wizard's battle at all! I want to duel with you wizard!" The witch was lying on the ground twitching, and the hair of the two stood up under the stimulation of the current, looking particularly avant-garde.

"Well, witches can resist electric current better than wizards." Weiss squatted in front of her, poked her trembling arm with his hand and nodded.

"You are my prisoner, tell me, is there anyone else on this floor?" Weiss threatened with a fierce face.

"..." The witch turned her head in another direction with difficulty, not looking at him.

"How to get up?" Weiss changed sides and continued to squat in front of her, still threatening.

"..." The witch turned her head back again, and said nothing again.

"It's really troublesome." Weiss muttered, putting several people side by side and looking up at the ceiling.

"Intuition tells me that I will get lost if I walk around." Weiss said, staring at the ceiling.

"Hermione told me that the straight line between two points is the shortest." So Weiss nodded fiercely.

After a second or two, the detention center, and part of the Ministry of Magic above, vibrated, and the alarms on each floor kept ringing.

"Oh, I'm late. Fortunately, it's night and there aren't many people." Dumbledore had just Apparated to the lobby of the Ministry of Magic and saw this scene. A stone pillar erected pierced the ceiling and broke through the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore Lido seemed to be able to see the gazes of the Muggles above looking down. Looking down, from the deepest layer to the top, each floor has a stone pillar breaking through the ceiling of the upper floor, and each stone pillar is like a ladder. , a humanoid creature is quickly climbing on it, climbing up the stairs.

It was followed by many young Aurors, who were also climbing up, but unfortunately they were all hanged and bloody.As for the small number of Aurors, they lay on the ground on each floor, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Albus, you're really old! Your legs are so slow!" Nicole May, who came in a hurry after receiving the contact from Hermione's double-sided mirror, looked helplessly at Dumbledore who arrived before him.

"Well, let me inform Newt." Dumbledore sighed, "Let him take the Thunderbird and the Winged Demon."

"Roar!" Weiss climbed to the top floor, saw the two old men standing in front of him and looked at him, grinned and roared as a greeting, and as he opened his mouth, the sword he had been biting fell off. When it landed on the ground, it made a crisp sound, shattered into two pieces, and returned to its original form.

"Dumbledore! What the hell is going on! What is this stone pillar!" Fudge's voice rang out before his men came out of the fireplace.

"Hurry up and change back!" Nicole May yelled at Wes in a low voice.

Weiss nodded, and started another magic circle. Within a second, he turned back into a handsome guy, but his clothes were all tattered, and the alchemy circle on his left arm flickered.

……

"Mr. Kabrev, what do you say about this matter?" Fudge sat on the armchair in the office and looked at the three people opposite, most of his attention was on the teenager standing behind the two old people.

"I've beaten the wizard who caught me, it's fine." Weiss waved his hand generously and said, "But give me back my wand!"

"..." Fudge waved his wand, and an Auror with a bruised nose and a swollen face came in. He took out Wes's wand without saying a word, and handed it over. It was the Auror who captured Wess. The injury was healed, but the nose was broken, and it took time to recover, and the voice was a little humming: "Grape vine wood, the heartstring of the dragon, please check and accept."

"..." Weiss accepted it and stared at its patterns, and now he fully understood, no wonder it wasn't Hermione who released the fluorescent spell, no wonder his own flame spell released only small flames, this is Hermione's wand.

After Fudge waved the Auror back, he said sharply, "Mr. Kabrev! Please be serious!"

"Are you going to lock me up again? Azkaban?" Weiss raised his head and glanced at Fudge indifferently, then put on a smile and continued: "Minister Fudge, if you can't find someone who is better than Hogwarts With a stronger defensive magic circle, please don't lock me up! When I first came, Hogwarts was made a big hole by me, and 6 magic barriers were broken."

"36." Dumbledore calmly corrected Weiss' statement: "I have written with you about this, Connelly."

"..." Fudge's complexion changed, he looked at the big hole in the Ministry of Magic through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stood up and pretended to be calm: "You are violating the Wizarding Law!"

"In any situation where your Aurors are unreasonable, I still come here to 'go to jail' without a fight. Easily hit four, and then escaped smoothly." After speaking, he shrugged and pointed to the big hole outside the window.

"You!" Fudge sat down on the armchair, staring at Wes angrily.

"You have to know, if your Auror has a report, the little boy who fainted inside is Harry Potter." Weiss added calmly.

"What? Impossible! Every dementor that goes out has an Auror in charge! It's impossible to do it!" Fudge stood up excitedly, and roared sternly.

"Maybe some Auror was negligent and allowed that dementor to escape." Weiss shrugged his shoulders and made his conjecture.

"It's impossible for our elite Aurors..." Before Fudge finished speaking, a knock on the door interrupted what he wanted to say. In an instant, he straightened his collar, sat down calmly and said, "Please come in." .”

"Hahaha, let me see which little guy did the same thing as me back then! Hahaha!" An old man walked in with a big suitcase, and laughed when he first came in, but in the next moment, he Seeing the two old men sitting on the chairs, he immediately became serious.

"Professor Dumbledore, hello! Mr. Nicolas, hello! Minister Fudge, hello!" The old man put his right hand on his chest and saluted the people in the room.

Fudge is angry, obviously he is the owner of this room!He is!But he can't help it, one is the chief white wizard, and the other is an old antique hundreds of years old.

'Alas...' Fudge sighed deeply in his heart, and said to the old man who came with a smile on his face: "Mr. Scamander, please."

"Don't worry, I brought them all..." Newt patted the box and smiled.

"How's the box being maintained recently?" Nicole May stood up at this moment, leaning in front of the box and looking it over carefully.

"It's great!" Newt smiled and gave a thumbs up and said, "Thanks to you, the little ones can live so comfortably!"

"Well, go to my place when you have time. My apprentice built a castle for me. There are many strange and interesting little things in the outer garden." Nicolas pointed to Weiss who was standing aside. : "It's this brat! You caused such a big disaster! I have to pay a large sum of money as compensation." After speaking, he took a quick look at Fudge, and the meaning in his words was simply: rich and self-willed.

When Fudge heard this sentence, the corners of his mouth subconsciously rose, but Dumbledore's addition made him feel less happy: "Newt, Weiss is a recipient of the Merlin Medal like you, but he is now a Level three, and it’s not worthy of the name, he got it because of donations to the Egyptian Ministry of Magic, because of the natural disaster in Egypt last year.”

"As far as this magical attainment is concerned, Professor Dumbledore, you still say that the name is not worthy of the name?" Newt looked at the big hole outside the window and smacked his lips.

"Hehehe..." Dumbledore smiled and glanced at Fudge quickly with his blue eyes. The meaning in his words was simply: a natural disaster in Egypt only costs so much, you can do it yourself.

Fudge opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when there was another knock on the door.

This time, before he could say please come in, someone pushed open the door.

It was Lucius Malfoy.

"Minister Fudge, hello." Malfoy first saluted when he entered the room, and then he looked at the people around him, but then he was stunned. The people here were more famous than the last, Newt Scamander who entered the room, Not far away is Nicolas May, and Dumbledore is sitting in the innermost place. When did the Office of the Minister of Magic become a tea party for the elderly?
"Malfoy, why are you here?" Fudge expressed high praise for Lucius' salute as soon as he entered the door, so he said kindly.

"Oh... yes! That's it. The Pureblood 28 family hopes that Mr. Minister will release Wes Inbas Kabrev. After all, it's just a dementor." Lucius quickly recovered from his stupefaction. After reacting, she finished speaking gracefully, rolled her eyes to the bottomless hole outside the window, and said no more.

Fudge: "..."

(End of this chapter)