I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 135: Bringing down the Ministry of Magic with a fierce fire

After hearing Ian's answer, Chapman also felt dizzy.Because there are various presuppositions in his script, even including reducing the number of Galleons, but there is no plot to go to the Auror's office.

It's not that he's afraid of making things worse, after all, these are unspoken rules, and no one will punish them for eating cards.

But... when we went to the Auror's office, it was basically not his turn to make decisions. The director could only take the lead, and they drank the soup... As for Rice, I can only say sorry.

Thinking of this, Chapman glanced at Rice with some sympathy, and the latter scratched his head for some unknown reason, completely unaware that he had been kicked out.

"In that case, let's go." After saying that, Chapman walked to Ian's side, and several other hitters also stood around him faintly.

However, Chapman did not restrict Ian's activities. After all, he still had to pass through the hall of the Ministry of Magic for a while. Several of their adult strikers were besieging a half-old child, which was somewhat ugly on the surface.

In the spirit of more things than less things, in case someone with a heart sees it, it will still be a little troublesome.

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In the corner of the lobby on the first floor of the Ministry of Magic, look at the door plate with 'Reception Room' printed on it.

Ian knew that the striker still wanted to make the last effort, trying to maximize his own interests without alarming other colleagues.

It's not appropriate to do a full set of acting, and it's not appropriate to start with hands. Thinking of this, he followed a few beaters into the room calmly.

"boom!"

The door of the room was slammed shut, and the strikers also changed their previous demeanor and said fiercely: "You'd better tell me the truth, where did you get your gold, otherwise I don't mind letting you taste the blow." hand set."

As he spoke, he drew out his wand, making a crackling sound in the air.

"Ian Titus, I advise you to confess everything to us, so that you will suffer less." Chapman persuaded with a cold expression.

Chapman is also aware that the so-called 'hitter package' is more of an intimidation.

After all, the other party was still a student of Hogwarts, and according to Dumbledore's personality, they could only use the rules to deal with this matter, but if they went beyond the rules and hurt people, the nature of the whole matter would change.

Looking at the silent and unmoved Ian, Chapman was also very conflicted.

The degree of the other party's head iron was beyond his expectation, and he was almost prepared for the worst now, which was to follow the normal procedure to inquire and then release him.

After all, Mrs. Weber's case cannot be faked. No matter what happens, they will follow the rules.A ten-year veteran hitter knows the rules better than anyone else.

"Twelve minutes! It's almost ready." Ian said suddenly.

"What twelve minutes?" Just when Chapman was wondering, four orange-red spells instantly hit all the batters including him.

Silent stun spell.Unlike other people who were completely unconscious, for Chapman he deliberately kept him awake while raising his wand.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the wall on the side of the reception room was completely blown apart, and then three comatose strikers shot out from inside, and fell fiercely on the fountain in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

The fountain carved with centaurs, mermaids, goblins, and house elves, which symbolized the equality and justice of the Ministry of Magic, was smashed to pieces by a few strikers.

It was the off-duty time, and the hall was already crowded with people. After all, there was no so-called overtime tradition in the British Empire.But this sudden change made the hall of the Ministry of Magic, which was still noisy just now, instantly become silent.

Ian used the Levitation Charm to drag Chapman out of the blasted ruins, looked at the large number of Ministry of Magic employees in the hall, and nodded in satisfaction.

He has been counting the time from the moment he entered the gate, waiting for the time when they get off work. After all, it is better for Liwei to have more people.

"boom!"

With everyone watching, Ian lifted the floating spell and let Chapman fall to the ground.Looking at the terrified face of the other party, he said calmly:

"I'll give you time, you can now call up the so-called strikers, or Aurors. Do you need me to heal you? I think you should be free to move about."

Ian ignored Chapman, who was running away, because he already felt that many well-trained wizards were coming here, and there were even wizards who had awakened for the second time.

"It's not bad, at least I still have the ability to respond to emergencies." Ian said softly. Although his voice was not loud, it still reached the ears of many onlookers in this silent hall.

At this moment, dozens of Aurors and hundreds of strikers who had been recruited had already surrounded him.

Ian glanced calmly, feeling that this was all the power that the Ministry of Magic could gather temporarily, he completely let go of his magic power to make it boil, the invisible magic field and the suppression of the blood, so that the entire close-range striker and the Aurors were struggling.

"Is this all your power? I don't know where you got the confidence to steal from me?" The voice was not loud, but this time with the help of magic power, it was clearly heard by everyone.

"The Ministry of Magic never insults any innocent people." A strong voice sounded.

"Oh?" There was still someone who could speak, which made him a little curious, and he turned his head to see the figure of that person.

"The famous Mad-Eye Moody, is he also the one who speaks out without knowing the situation? I suggest you better ask Chapman, the hitter just now, and ask him whether the 20 Galleon deposit is still in this situation. enough."

In this case, only Moody was able to speak under the pressure of real magic power, although he was still in a state of embarrassment at the moment, and the hand holding the wand was faintly white due to too much force.

Because this feeling is so similar, Moody had faced the mysterious man 20 years ago, and the other party also gave him such a sense of oppression.In fact, it wasn't just Moody alone, everyone in the hall felt this way, so everyone's behavior was surprisingly unified, just pretending to be an ostrich and keeping silent.

After all, that's how they came here in the first place, and it turned out that they were right. As long as they kept silent, there would probably be no danger.

"Are you not talking? It seems that the atmosphere is still not in place." Ian's relaxed tone contrasted sharply with the silence of the Ministry of Magic.

"Since the atmosphere is not in place, let's ignite the atmosphere." Then he raised his wand.

"Fiendfyre!"

With the sound of the curse, dozens of dark blue fiery flames emerged around Ian, making no one dare to set foot within a diameter of 20 meters. Backed away silently.

As time went by, these fiendish flames began to move closer to each other, devouring each other, faintly forming a circular ring of flames beside him.

And just this simple change of shape caused a drastic change in the expressions of the elderly who were over half a century old.Unlike other middle-aged people, Moody and others saw only the shadow of the mysterious man in Ian, while older wizards like them saw more.

There was even a bit of fanaticism in the eyes of a few gray-haired old wizards, quietly holding their wands, as if they would immediately turn against the Ministry of Magic as soon as they heard an order.

Ian looked around calmly. To be honest, he didn't really want to wreak havoc like this. His purpose was to build up power, not to engage in any terrorist attacks.But who would have imagined that the British Ministry of Magic would be so crotchless that they couldn't even see the person in charge who was speaking.

This was indeed beyond his expectation. None of the seven directors, including Minister Cornelia Fudge, showed up, which made him a little bit stuck for a while.

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