Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 1281 Embracing Death

  Looking at the large magic barrier in front of him, Voldemort also realized what exactly Scrimgeour wanted to do, and the killing intent in his heart became stronger.

   Scrimgeour must die!

  He raised his wand and cast a blinding spell forward.

   With a bang, the barrier that had been torn apart by Albert suddenly shattered like a mirror.

   Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the Death Eaters, Voldemort walked towards the Burrow of the Weasleys.

  The shattering of the barrier immediately caused a great commotion, but Scrimgeour acted calmly. He just stood there, looking into the scarlet eyes in the darkness.

   "This is your plan?"

  Voldemort saw the death eaters and dark wizards lying all over the floor, his eyes were fixed on Scrimgeour, his voice was so cold that people could tremble all over.

   "Kill my people."

   "Isn't it normal for people at the dead end of the war?"

   Facing Voldemort, who was full of murderous intent, Scrimgeour showed no fear at all, and instead took the Auror to meet him.

   "However, you came in time. I just planned to kill all these guys with a fire."

   Scrimgeour took the initiative to pull away most of the hatred, and he was also telling Voldemort that most of the dark wizards here are still alive, so as to prevent Voldemort from killing.

  This guy in front of him can do such a thing.

   "Wizard's blood is very precious, and every drop is a loss and waste." Voldemort had already raised his wand, ready to kill the guy in front of him directly.

"Really? But I don't think you've ever taken them seriously?" Scrimgeour also raised his wand, mocking without hesitation: "They're just your servants, aren't they? Servants are such things." , for you, you can have as much as you want."

   "You don't think those Aurors can save your life, do you?" Voldemort glanced at the dozens of Aurors behind Scrimgeour, and sneered.

   "I never think so. However, I agree with one thing, there is no need to go shopping, it is a meaningless sacrifice."

Scrimgeour raised his hand to stop the Aurors who were about to go to war, and said to Voldemort in front of him, "So, let's have a duel, and just the two of us will settle all grievances alone. I know you have always wanted to kill me, and now I will give you a Kill me, a chance to take control of the Ministry of Magic."

   "Minister, Minister!"

   The Aurors were stunned by Scrimgeour's sudden decision.

  They didn't understand why Scrimgeour wanted to take the initiative to die, but Scrimgeour raised his hand to stop him, motioning the surrounding Aurors to step back to make room for them.

  When Albert left without hesitation, when Scrimgeour realized that he was blocked by the mysterious man, he knew that he had lost the bet and had no chance to come back.

  Although Scrimgeour regretted from the bottom of his heart that he didn't leave sooner, he knew that it was pointless to regret now.

  There is no regret medicine in this world.

   I would like to bet and admit defeat!

   "Very well, duel, come on, just the two of us."

   Voldemort agreed, leaving Scrimgeour one final decency.

  Honestly speaking, he was very satisfied that Scrimgeour stood up to face him directly, instead of letting the Auror fight and die for him, at least the two sides didn't have to continue to fight to kill more people.

   "Stand back and make room."

   Scrimgeour told the Auror behind him that he was not afraid that Voldemort would suddenly attack him. If Voldemort wanted to rule the Ministry of Magic, killing himself in a duel was clearly a better choice right now.

  The Death Eaters and Aurors retreated one after another, leaving a stage big enough for the two of them.

  "Although I know this is absurd, I know that this day will come late. I have never been afraid of death. If I die, please scatter my ashes on the Black Lake in Hogwarts."

   After Scrimgeour finished speaking, he resolutely turned to face Voldemort.

   "Have you finished explaining the funeral?"

  Voldemort suddenly couldn't understand what Scrimgeour wanted to do.

   "It's over, come on."

  The two drew their wands one after another, and bowed to the opponent with the etiquette of a wizard duel, but their eyes never left each other.

   Almost at the same moment, the two raised their wands at the same time, pointed at each other and shouted the deadliest spell ever: "Avada Kedavra!"

  Because of Scrimgeour's relationship, the two death spells did not collide, but staggered and flew toward both sides.

  The night was illuminated by a dazzling green light, and the audience watching the duel were all stunned.

  Shoot directly at Avada Kedavra!

  At this moment, everyone could feel Scrimgeour's determination to kill Voldemort, even at the expense of his life.

  However, Kingsley, who had realized Scrimgeour's intentions, had already reminded other members of the Order of the Phoenix and the guests to leave when Voldemort had no time to pay attention to them.

  Perhaps, this is a duel destined to be recorded in history, but Scrimgeour's failure is already doomed.

  If other people don't seize the opportunity to leave, they may face even more terrible disasters next.

  Kingsley did not forget that Scrimgeour executed all the Death Eaters in one go just now, and when Voldemort realizes that all his right-hand men have been slaughtered by Scrimgeour, God knows what terrible things will happen.

  That's why Scrimgeour took the initiative to embrace death and create opportunities for them.

   As for the proof showdown, if no one can hold back Voldemort, they will definitely lose.

  The ending could be even more tragic.

   After the green light disappeared, both parties were still alive.

   It was Scrimgeour dodging the Killing Curse and looking a bit embarrassed.

  Voldemort put away his contempt, and he also realized that the man in front of him was standing here to duel with him with the idea of ​​dying with him.

   But he was Voldemort.

  Countless poisonous snakes gushed out from Voldemort's long sleeves, turning into a scalp-numbing wave of snakes and rushing towards Scrimgeour.

   As long as you are bitten by a poisonous snake, you will probably die directly.

   Scrimgeour turned over and immediately threw several fireballs at the tide of snakes, causing explosions one after another, trying to wipe out the oncoming poisonous snakes.

   Many snakes were indeed wiped out in the explosion, but there were still more snakes breaking through the smoke and rushing towards Scrimgeour.

To make matters worse, the smoke and dust raised by the explosion were suddenly swallowed by an evil black flame, and a flaming poisonous snake made of devil flames directly pressed down on Scrimgeour, and all the poisonous snakes that had pounced on Scrimgeour were swallowed by the flames .

   Facing the evil devil flames, Scrimgeour swung vigorously and split the flame poisonous snake in half. However, the devil's flame did not disappear because of this, it just paused for a moment, split into two directly, and rushed towards Scrimgeour again.

  Amidst the exclamation of the people, Scrimgeour quickly chanted a spell, almost exhausting all his strength to suppress the devil flame.

  But how could Voldemort give him a chance, a Cruciatus Curse pierced through the flames of the devil, and fell on Scrimgeour's body silently, making him grunt in pain, and gradually lost his control over the flames of the devil.

  But Scrimgeour didn’t fall down due to the Cruciatus Curse. Seeing that he was about to be engulfed by the devil’s flames, he raised his wand again, and uttered the last spell with all his strength:

Avada Kedavra!

  The green light of death directly penetrated the flames of the devil and flew directly towards Voldemort.

   This sudden sneak attack almost killed Voldemort.

  However, in the end, Voldemort was also allowed to block with Avada Kedavra, and the two spells were connected together to enter a new round of wrestling.

Seeing the approaching green light, Scrimgeour also realized that he had no chance. He gave up his resistance and let the green light of death engulf him. The devil flames that followed would be engulfed by the bodies that were blown away by the spell , turned into a blazing fireball.

   There was a terrifying silence, and the remaining Aurors all looked at the burning pillar of fire in horror, and they all realized that Scrimgeour was dead!

   was killed by Voldemort, and his body was directly burned to ashes by the most evil magic fire.

   "Scrimgeour is dead." Voldemort opened his arms and said, "You will not be my opponents, give up resistance and surrender to me. I don't want to kill you, and I don't want wizards to bleed."

   "You won, but we will always be loyal to the Minister of Magic."

   Gadvin Robards looked at his friend who had been reduced to ashes, and stood up on his own initiative, bowing slightly towards Voldemort.

After finishing speaking, he took off his hat, put the soil where Scrimgeour had just fallen into the hat, and led the Aurors to the outside. They were going to fulfill Scrimgeour's last wish, to make Scrimgeour His ashes were scattered in the Black Lake at Hogwarts.

   Voldemort didn't stop the Aurors from leaving, because the other party's meaning was already obvious. They only pledge allegiance to the Minister of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic is now controlled by Voldemort.

  After the Aurors left collectively, the remaining guests were all dumbfounded, because they had to face the most evil Dark Lord ever alone.

  (end of this chapter)