Magical Studies at Hogwarts

The existence of the Anti-Apparition Spell meant that Scrimgeour and the Ministry of Magic's reinforcements could only arrive through the Floo Network. The Ministry of Magic had the ability to forcibly connect to the Floo Network.But what they didn't expect was that by the time they gathered the people and prepared to set off, most of the houses in Diagon Alley had been destroyed, and most of the accessible fireplaces were gone.

Scrimgeour instantly realized the seriousness of the situation. Diagon Alley had fallen, and he was likely to run directly into the circle of dark wizards.But there was no way, there was no way he could issue an order not to rescue.

The Minister of Magic must never do such a thing!

Use stupid methods and try them one by one!The characteristics of floo powder allowed them to have the conditions for trial and error. When the floo network was blocked, throwing floo powder would not ignite green flames at all.

In this way, they used this most primitive and most effective method to finally find a few stable channels.Without any hesitation, Scrimgeour directly ordered people to pass.After successfully passing a few people, he ignored the obstruction of his men and also got into the blazing green flames.

When he reappeared, he was in a dilapidated house deep in Diagon Alley, where there were already five or six Aolo on guard.

Scrimgeour led them out of the house. Fortunately, the fireplaces that were still functioning were concentrated in this area.Not long after, all the reinforcements arrived. There were more than 100 people, nearly one-third of them were Aoluo, and their combat effectiveness could still be guaranteed.

"Concentrate, don't disperse, we don't know how many enemies there are!" Scrimgeour said coldly, looking at the billowing smoke in the distance. With a wave of his hand, everyone took out their wands and ran quickly towards the direction of the smoke.

They didn't run far when they saw an extremely embarrassed man staggering towards them.He was covered in blood, his steps were staggering, and he was followed by two dark wizards who were laughing wildly.

Without Scrimgeour's words, several Aolo rushed out and neatly rescued the unlucky guy from the dark wizard.Scrimgeour looked for a long time before he recognized that this was the owner of the second-hand supply store.

"How are you? How are you doing?" He directly poured a bottle of magic potion into the owner of the second-hand supply store to slightly treat his injuries.

Under the influence of the potion, the owner of the second-hand supplies store came back to his senses and recognized that the man in front of him who looked like an angry lion was the current Minister of Magic.

"Minister...minister, am I...dreaming..."

"No!" Scrimgeour shouted back, "Now tell me, what's going on inside?"

Suddenly, the owner of the second-hand supply store burst into tears and shouted hysterically: "Death Eaters! Dark wizards! They... they killed many people! Everyone... everyone is dead!"

"And...and that person who can't...can't name...I...we can't resist, completely...completely..."

"Okay." Scrimgeour loosened the collar of the second-hand supply store owner and said sternly with an extremely serious expression, "That's enough, the situation is clear..."

"Everyone!" He suddenly raised his voice, "Come with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Scrimgeour rushed out.Except for the two clerks who took the lucky second-hand store owner back to the house they had just come out of, everyone else followed Scrimgeour.

They kept moving forward, advancing quickly, and rescued a few lucky people, but at the same time, their results were not great. Only a few guys who could not dodge were directly knocked down and killed, and many more All managed to escape.

This is not good news.The guys who escaped would definitely send back the news of their arrival. What they would have to face next would not be these few people in twos and threes, but the army of dark wizards with Voldemort present.

Scrimgeour knew this.

"Be careful!" he shouted, taking the lead through the alley and turning into the main road of Diagon Alley.

As soon as he appeared, a green light flew towards him.However, after being Aoluo for so many years, Scrimgeour, who has been fighting on the front line, still has a few brushes. With a wave of his magic wand, he directly blocked the death curse.Taking a closer look, he also recognized who had just attacked him.

That crazy bitch from Lestrange—Bellatrix.

However, compared to those famous Death Eaters, what alarmed him more was the tall and thin man standing in the middle.Scarlet pupils, snake-like nostrils, and the shiny top of his head, no matter which feature makes people recognize his identity at a glance...

The Dark Lord!

"Hey hey hey... Rufus Scrimgeour..." Lao Fu stood at the original position, quietly watching the number of people behind Scrimgeour getting more and more, until finally they were almost on par with him, and then he Said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Have you seen your own death?"

"I saw your defeat!" Scrimgeour shouted, then raised his wand, and a red ball of light immediately rose into the sky, and then exploded suddenly.

No more words were needed as the people from both sides collided fiercely.In just one face-to-face encounter, more than a dozen people fell down on both sides.There is no time to rescue. In this situation where magic spells are flying around, falling down means death. It is even possible that if you stagger, you will be hit by a fatal magic spell.

Various magic spells flickered vertically and horizontally, blood was splashed everywhere, and fire was raging.Someone was dying every second, whether it was the Ministry of Magic or the Dark wizards.

The scenes at this time all show the fragility of life and vividly display the cruelty of war.But no one backed down, and both sides had reasons to win.

Scrimgeour couldn't be distracted to see the situation of his men. As soon as he fought with Lao Fugu, he fell directly into the disadvantage.After shooting two magic spells at each other, all they could do was parry and defend.

I have been Aoluo for so many years, and I have personally captured so many dark wizards, but there has never been a dark wizard like Voldemort.The mana was strong, the spells were cast quickly and accurately, and the connection of various magic spells was like a natural one. Secret arts, black magic, and poison spells. Except for the death curse, he almost never saw the same two magic spells.

There was a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. Under Voldemort's magic, Scrimgeour was extremely embarrassed. Even because of the existence of the Anti-Apparition Curse, he had almost no room to dodge and could only take Voldemort's attack forcefully.

It's hard, very hard!

Gradually, wounds appeared on Scrimgeour's body, and blood flowed out, slowly soaking his robe red.

He could see that Voldemort was torturing him!I just wanted to torture him to death in front of so many people from the Ministry of Magic!

And it was obvious that he was going to succeed...