All things are three at Hogwarts

The purebloods here have retreated back to the conference room. A few of them were locked out of the door slowly and were knocking on the door. However, the people in the room had already reached a tacit agreement, and the guards left by the distant relatives outside the door had been cleared by them. , while other guards are constantly applying layer after layer of protective magic to the doors and windows of this room.

The room was filled with an atmosphere of panic, as if the end was coming, and many people began to sob.

For these purebloods, who have always been pampered and pampered, their daily struggles with each other basically do not involve lives, but are more about competition for wealth and power. Even if it involves killing people, they will not come forward personally. So for them, it was the first time for many of them to face death at such a close range and face such a bloody scene.

In the process of escaping, Bosted saw one of his bodyguards die in front of his eyes. He trembled all over, half-opened his mouth, and let out a hoarse scream, like a knife splitting his chest. He was killed by him. The guards entered the conference room with a fight - the fear caused by the knock on the door from the person locked outside now strengthened his fear.

Bo Jin also lost his usual expression as a shopkeeper at this time. He looked stronger than the others, but he gritted his teeth and did not speak for a long time.

"Calm down!" Herbert Burke looked ugly in the wheelchair. He seemed a little uncomfortable being pushed around so quickly, but he and his butler seemed to be the calmest people in the room. "Alf Red, how many minutes are left?”

"Master, there are still seven minutes until the hour..." The butler looked calm but still a little annoyed, "I'm sorry, we should be more careful and get more door keys..."

"The guards are just too incompetent..." Herbert Bock showed no emotion. He looked at the doors and windows and pointed, "Let's do it. Use the transformation technique to cover the doors and windows with metal, and then build a new layer of protection. ...Flee abroad and they can't control the place...Their so-called evidence is just a frame-up to persecute us."

The battle outside the conference room door ended quickly and there was no sound. The armed Aurors had cleared the corridor, and several leaders surrounded the conference room where purebloods gathered.

"They have used many kinds of magic spells to seal this room, and they are still strengthening it." Victor lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Someone just heard them shouting for the door key. They must be trying to delay their escape."

Penello crawled upside down on the ceiling. After hearing this, she followed a thick silver spider thread from above and returned to the ground. Then, she waved her giant claws that could defeat demons with a mocking look on her face: "They think so well." ,let me."

"Penello, let me do it faster...you guys retreat to the bottom of the stairs." Albert's voice was extremely cold. Although his father did not suffer much substantial damage from the previous assassination, it also made the comparison more normal. He was tolerant and honest, but he kept holding back his anger, "They like to explode, so I will explode for them."

The Auror's orders and prohibitions caused the corridor on the second floor to be cleared quickly. After Albert put some protection on the floor, a very large, gray beast that was similar to a rhinoceros appeared in his place. There is a sharp big horn on the nose, and the tail is like a long rope. It is Albert's Animagus image of the horned beast - its strong body has squeezed the surrounding walls, and the floor under its feet has been crushed. It could barely bear its weight and crackled and swayed, but it was enough for Albert to throw its venom-filled sharp horn towards the door.

After a few minutes.

Rufus Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, led a team of patrolling Aurors and walked in through the four cracked doors.

Behind Scrimgeour's gold-rimmed glasses was a pair of sharp eyes that took in the shape of the room. Different from his usual crisp style, he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he froze in place: several corpses were scattered on the ground. There are also piles of burnt ashes.

Upstairs were the remains of bricks and tiles after the explosion, and a corpse's legs hung down from the broken guardrail. A group of half-dead purebloods, except for the surrenderers who had thrown away their wands and held their heads with their arms, were still intact. The other wizards were more or less injured, and these people were all tied up with a thick hemp rope at the moment. At the same time, some people looked haggard and droopy, and some couldn't help but groan in pain.

Scrimgeour was so frightened that his voice seemed to become hoarse, and his tone accidentally revealed a vibrato: "What's going on?!"

But none of the Aurors brought by Albert who were present answered him. They were each doing their own thing, as if they didn't see Scrimgeour. Scrimgeour cursed in his mind, his eyes flashing with uncontrollable anger, and a deep wrinkle stretched from his clenched lips to his somewhat wide chin.

Scrimgeour simply stopped asking about the situation. He had a sullen face and glanced at the corpses. Suddenly, he walked quickly into the hall, squatted down in front of the corpse of the goatee wizard, and said in a mixture of shock and anger: "Isn't this the patriarch of the Selwyn family? Such a big thing happened this time, and no one informed me? I'm still your office director!"

Albert was slowly walking downstairs with Victor. There was a lot of blood on his body and face, but he seemed to have no intention of wiping it off.

"Albert, do you know what you are doing? Why are you doing things without permission?" Scrimgeour turned around slowly and stood up after seeing Allen. He could not suppress his anger and his tawny hair shook accordingly, " Even if they are suspects! But when did Aurors have the right to harm prisoners at will? They should be tried by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement instead of losing their lives directly!"

"Director Scrimgeour, when encountering force to resist arrest, Aurors have the right to use force... The one who gives us orders is the Law Enforcement Department, and your consent is not required." Albert looked directly at Scrimgeour, "And these dead people Most of the wizards who lost their lives have used the Unforgivable Curse on Aurors, and their wands can prove this with the Flashback Curse."

"Albert, even if they use the Unforgivable Curse, according to the law, it is just a life sentence!" Scrimgeour's thick eyebrows frowned, and his sharp eyes met Albert.

"Director Scrimgeour, are you trying to make fun of the lives of our armed Aurors?" A young Auror with short brown hair blushed and glared at Scrimgeour, "Does Director mean to ask us to face him?" When the Unforgivable Curses are used, give up the legal right of fire granted to us by the Ministry of Magic in such situations so that their spells can pose a threat to us?"

"Of course I didn't mean that!" Scrimgeour stared at the Auror angrily, "But you clearly have the advantage, there is no need to kill..."

"My companion has just been hit by the Cruciatus Curse and is now sent to a treatment facility!" Like an embarrassed beast, he is waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. "The training our armed Aurors receive is to remove him as soon as possible. The threat of using this spell!"

"That's enough, Otto! This is our director! Pay attention to your identity!" Albert was the first to speak out, and then pulled the team members behind him, "Director, maybe your patrol Auror can do it in this situation. Arrest them accurately without harming them... I hope you can detect this when the next explosion occurs." Then he stood up slightly and nodded as a salute, "Director, I'm sorry to excuse you, we have to repair this before the illusion disappears. The house is hidden from Muggles."

After saying that, without looking back, Albert took his Aurors to help other Aurors repair the Muggle houses that had been mostly repaired - because the houses had been subjected to a lot of damage by the pure-blood guards. If you want to restore the black curse to its original state, you must first eliminate the remaining spell energy of those curses. Therefore, it is more time-consuming than usual to use the restore method to restore it instantly. .

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