The Necromancer of Hogwarts

call out!

The bone javelin was projected by the undead terminator at an astonishing speed.

The Aurors in mid-air barely had time to react. One Auror was pierced through the head by the javelin.

puff!

The whole head exploded, and red and white splashed all over the sky, splashing on the other Aurors.

"No!"

Angry cries came from the mouths of the dead Auror's fellow members.

"You damn monster!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light burst out from the wand of the deceased companion, and instantly bombarded the undead terminator.

Scrimgeour saw this scene and his tense spirit relaxed.

Although it's a pity that I couldn't capture the son of death alive, it's good to be able to bring his body back.

"After collecting the bodies, this matter is over, and there is finally an explanation..."

Just when this thought flashed through Scrimgeour's mind, a sudden change occurred.

The Aurors were falling from mid-air, preparing to collect the body of the Son of Death. An Auror with particularly keen observation suddenly noticed that the Son of Death moved his hand.

"Armor protection!"

He shouted subconsciously and released a protective spell.

It was this subconscious action that saved the lives of these Aurors.

Because at the next moment, the bone spurs all over the body of the undead terminator violently flew outwards, covering the Aurors who fell from the air.

The Aurors were all stunned by this scene and were caught off guard.

After so many years, the only one who can survive under the Curse is the Boy Who Lived.

Even the Dark Lord himself will be killed by the rebounding curse!

The son of death is not dead!

A deep voice came from the body of the undead terminator again.

"I am the son of death...I am immortal!"

At this moment, the Aurors all recalled the rumor circulating among the Death Eaters.

"The Son of Death is born close to death, and he is the mortal enemy of the Boy-Who-Lived."

An idea flashed through their minds.

"Is this true?"

"The Son of Death and the Boy-Who-Lived, are they really enemies of each other, and can they both survive the Death Curse?"

boom!

The surprise only lasted for a moment, and was dispelled by the sound of bone spurs hitting the iron armor spell.

The iron armor spell released by the Auror just lasted only for a moment before being shattered by the bone spurs. The bone spurs continued to fly towards these Aurors with strong force.

Fortunately, these Aurors were all elites who had survived bloody battles with Death Eaters, and their combat awareness was very sharp. A short period of time was enough for them to reflect.

More than twenty Aurors dispersed almost at the same time, climbing higher into the sky.

Some are continuously releasing iron armor spells to resist the bone spurs flying towards them.

Some demonstrated superb transfiguration skills, turning an object into extremely flexible rubber and constantly deflecting flying bone spurs.

Except for two unlucky Aurors who were seriously injured and fell off their broomsticks, these Aurors did not suffer much damage. It was just that the formation was scattered due to the incident just now, revealing a breach.

Without any hesitation, the Undead Terminator roared again, stepped forward, seized this opportunity at an extremely fast speed, and rushed out of the breach towards the nearby area.

When Scrimgeour saw this scene in the distance, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

He never imagined that the Son of Death would still find a chance like this.

The current Son of Death is only eleven years old, and he is already acting like this. He is even more terrifying than the Dark Lord back then. Scrimgeour even suspected that part of the Dark Lord's soul is still hidden in the Son of Death.

If the Son of Death is given a few more years to grow up, God knows whether he will become the next Dark Lord!

Scrimgeour also held a piece of paper with strange patterns in his hand.

This is a scroll treasured by the Ministry of Magic. It can transmit a person even in a closed space and is priceless.

Using this scroll to summon Dumbledore is Scrimgeour's last resort.

The Ministry of Magic is reluctant to let Dumbledore get involved in its own affairs, especially for the Minister of Magic. The white wizard's reputation is too high.

With Dumbledore's current reputation, it would not be difficult to become the Minister of Magic. The current Minister of Magic simply cannot tolerate such a crisis.

Therefore, the Minister of Magic has repeatedly warned that this scroll must not be used to summon Dumbledore unless absolutely necessary, and that the Ministry of Magic should try to use its own power to solve this matter.

But once it was discovered that the Son of Death was trying to escape the blockade, Scrimgeour no longer wanted to use the scroll and had no choice but to ask Dumbledore to come to the rescue.

Scrimgeour said in his heart: "We still have one more layer of arrangements. We hope nothing will go wrong again and Dumbledore won't have a chance to take action."

He raised his wand and shot a red spell at the diamond-shaped crystals suspended in mid-air.

These diamond-shaped crystals were arranged by previous Aurors and are also disposable props stored in the Ministry of Magic's inventory.

After being hit by Scrimgeour's spell, the red light emitted from the rhombus crystal suddenly brightened, and the entire area was enveloped in a layer of red light.

The undead terminator currently in this area is inevitably shrouded in red light.

Then its body suddenly sank, and the air around it seemed to become thicker, making every move it made slower than before.

What's even more troublesome is that these red lights are like glue, with a sticky texture.

The more intense the undead terminator moves, the more red light wraps around its body, the heavier its body becomes, and the slower it moves.

"A large-scale binding magic item."

Xiang Yu in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

"It has been passed down for so long. The magic world has more heritage than what is revealed in the original work."

"It seems that the progress of the script must be faster, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome when the restraint exceeds the power of the undead terminator."

While he was thinking, these Aurors surrounded him again.

Several Aurors released special spells and created a special magic field around everyone, which seemed to be able to isolate the influence of the red light.

The undead terminator let out a low roar.

It drew out a bone javelin again and threw it into the air with a roar.

But this time, the javelin was entangled in red light, and its speed began to decrease rapidly. It didn't even fly five or six meters before it was frozen in the red light.

The Aurors were hovering in the air on broomsticks, constantly casting spells on the undead terminators.

The best thing to do is to hurt the undead terminator. Even if they can't hurt it, they are constantly forcing the undead terminator to move violently so that these red rays of light can become more tightly entangled and have a greater restraint on the undead terminator.

"Capture this monster alive. I'll let him taste the power of the Cruciatus Curse in the interrogation room."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the dead Auror's companions.

They sneered at the struggling undead Terminator, watching it scurrying around like a headless fly in the red light, as if looking at an insect about to be solidified in amber.

"It's almost here. Even a giant dragon is covered by so many obstructing crystals and is almost unable to move."

"The Son of Death's movements are getting slower and slower, and he can hardly move."

The undead terminator moved with difficulty and leaned against a large iron can more than two people tall that could be seen everywhere in this area. There was a skull painted on the back of the large iron can, indicating that the liquid contained in it was highly corrosive.

Relying here, the undead terminator can only move its head.

It raised its head and looked into the air. Its face was somewhat similar to Xiang Yu's, and coupled with the feedback from the blood detection magic, the Aurors were convinced that this was the Son of Death who escaped from Azkaban a few years ago. .

"Arrest him, be careful this time, don't have any more accidents."

The Aurors carefully began to land, and ropes hung from their wands and wrapped around the undead terminator, trying to tie the undead terminator.

At this moment, Xiang Yu closed his eyes and cast the last magic on the undead terminator.

"Okay."

"Then let the son of death die in full view of everyone."

Thick bone spurs extended from the body of the undead terminator, one after another, penetrating the large iron can it was leaning on, and severely tore a hole as high as a person in it.

Boom.

The viscous acid overflowed from the breach in the container, submerging the undead terminator.

In an instant, the sound of hissing was heard endlessly, and the undead terminator seemed to melt, becoming miserable, with disgusting foam rising on its surface.

The Aurors were stunned as they watched this scene.

Before they could take action, in less than a few seconds, the undead terminator disappeared into the acid specially prepared for it by Xiang Yu.

All the Aurors could hear was the Death Son's declaration before his death.

"I am the son of death...I am immortal!"

"My father will come back eventually and he will avenge me!"

……

Hogwarts.

The Minister of Magic and Dumbledore were waiting in the room where the enrollment roster was placed.

Suddenly, the ink on the name of the Son of Death began to fade, gradually turning into a dull gray.

The Minister of Magic looked at this scene in surprise: "This, this is?!"

Dumbledore had a complicated look in his eyes.

"This proves that the child...the son of death, he is already dead."

"The Hogwarts admission magic can no longer detect his bloodline information. If the Ministry of Magic has no other needs, I will have the Death Child marked as dead in the Hogwarts register."

The Minister of Magic pondered for a moment and waved his hand.

"No, just to be on the safe side, wait another half month."

"If his bloodline information has not been detected after half a month, we will make a final confirmation."

"Who knows if the Son of Death will play some trick of pretending to be dead, or maybe he can come back to life. It's better to wait and be safer."

Dumbledore sighed and nodded.

half a month later.

The miracle still hasn't happened. The Hogwarts admission magic did not detect the bloodline information of the Son of Death. The Minister of Magic finally breathed a sigh of relief.

On the enrollment roster, the name of the Son of Death turned completely gray, with the note "Death" appearing behind it.

At the same time, the international wizarding community's wanted information on the Son of Death disappeared.

The Son of Death has become a thing of the past, and there is no need to worry about him anymore.

……

However, as early as the second day of that battle.

Although his face was pale, Xiang Yu and Zuo Wei boarded the flight to China as quickly as possible.

"Let's leave the magic world as quickly as possible before my hematopoietic stem cells can produce blood that can be detected."

"If my bloodline information is not detected within a few months, as far as the magic world is concerned, I will be completely confirmed dead."

"The wanted order will be revoked. Even if I return to the UK again, according to the records, once I am marked dead on the roster, I will no longer be repeatedly detected by the Hogwarts admission magic."

Xiang Yu looked at Zuo Wei with a smile on his lips.

"In the meantime, let us stay in China for a while."