Hogwarts Everything is Three

"Damn, they're setting up an anti-phantom shift," a Death Eater urn exclaimed in a loud voice. Suddenly, the Death Eaters became restless, and Lucius Malfoy could not help but said beside Rudolph Lestrange, "This is a trap."

Rudolphs roared angrily when he heard the words: "Can't let them finish." Before the words fell, a death curse was shot out.

This seemed to be a signal, and the spells of the Death Eaters struck the Aurors in an instant, accompanied by the roar of the hellhound, the cry of the wounded, the crackling of the curse, and the light beams of various colors flickered and intertwined. , The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Although the members of the Order of the Phoenix on the high platform breathed a sigh of relief, they obviously did not expect that the Aurors wanted to arrest them together. "What shall we do?" When Tonks heard the Aurors' declaration, he was a little at a loss. .

Moody's face became more savage, and he said fiercely: "Leave it alone! We continue to kill us, the Ministry of Magic is not the Harris family's final say! If those Aurors dare to attack us, we will fight back!" Phoenix The members of the society raised their wands with solemn expressions. Harry suddenly raised his head and looked at Ron on the high platform.

Ron glanced at them calmly. "If you don't want to cause Dumbledore to cause more trouble, you'd better not act rashly."

Lupin frowned and looked at Ron suspiciously-he had guessed the true identity of the other party, but did not understand the other party's plan.

Ron glanced at him, then raised his arm and pointed at several corners high in the sky. Lu Ping followed his gestures and saw that in that hidden corner, several small cameras were taking pictures of the situation in the field one by one.

"Although your purpose is not to do evil, the law is the law. You cannot violate or destroy the law at will just because you the Order of the Phoenix thinks that you have just reasons. Everyone’s illegal evidence will be photographed. This is not Hogwarts. , Next time you encounter this kind of thing, remember to report to the Auror and the Ministry of Magic in advance.” Ron glanced at Professor McGonagall with his hands on his back, and then said in a somewhat mischievous tone, “Given that the current shooting content is in court as a whole It is still very beneficial to you. I think the Magic Law Enforcement Department will consider this during the trial. You will not be sentenced to six months in prison like Stoke Podmore. As far as I personally estimate, the most likely is detention. In two or three days, writing a few feet thick public review is almost the same... But if you attack the Auror, the nature will be different."

Moody pulled Lupin behind him, slammed his crutches hard, and challenged Ron: "You are not the Weasley kid! Who are you?!"

At this moment, a cold, high-pitched and hoarse voice rang in the air and interrupted their conversation-the voice sounded like a snake talking human words: "A bunch of trash, such a thing makes me wait So long—Avada gnawed big melons!" A green light flashed, and a bald giant that had left the Death Eaters helpless before fell directly to the ground and died silently while walking. Cursed evil flames sprang from the ground and hit the Aurors who were deploying anti-phantom shifts here, although the raging fire was burning to death three Aurors and a few Death Eaters who were too close. Before it quickly turned into a monster form, the Aurors used all spells together and finally controlled it-it was only a matter of time to extinguish it, but apparently, at least in this direction, they had no energy to continue to deploy the anti-phantom shift.

Thin and tall, with a black hood, and the terrifying snake-like face pale and haggard-flat nose, nostrils just two slits... Voldemort Apparition moved into the room and stayed directly in mid-air. , Thick black smoke rolled around him, and in the undulating black smoke, the end of his black robe merged with the black mist.

His bare feet are very close to the top of Bellatrix's head. Bellatrix looked at Voldemort with a frenzied expression on his face. He looked like he could not wait to stand on tiptoe to kiss the pale and strangely naked and ugly big foot. "I don't see that the fur coats they wear are made of horned camels? Idiots, aim at their heads! These giants are controlled by enslavement gems like spiders." Voldemort said in a chilling voice, "I'll talk to you later. You settle the accounts."

"Master, I did my best, I did my best—don't punish me—" Bellatrix screamed in fear, but Voldemort ignored it.

"Quiet, Bella, I made a special trip here. Do you think I came to listen to your nonsense?"

His red eyes with two slits and snake-like eyes fell on the prophecy ball in Ron's hand on the high platform under the arch. The magic wand in his hand moved toward the stairs under the control of his fingers like a pale spider. With the next wave, a strong light flashed, and the wizards had to stretch out their hands to cover their eyes. The clicks and clicks sounded more frequently, and the black eight-eyed giant spiders were like tides under the spell Scattered to the sides, making way for Voldemort.

Some nearby Aurors and Death Eaters couldn't help stopping their fight. Voldemort fell on the steps and walked down step by step, like a king patrolling his territory.

The Death Eaters looked at their masters in admiration, morale boosted, Bellatrix's frantic expression in his eyes made no secret, Rudolphs stared at Voldemort, then looked at those proud Luo-In front of absolute power, those Aurors are paper tigers. In addition, there are so many Death Eaters, even if the Aurors prepared in advance, they might not be their opponents. After all, Dumbledore, the dark lord's greatest enemy, did not appear.

Papa--Ron’s applause was particularly prominent in such a stagnant atmosphere. He was standing on a high platform and clapping his hands at Voldemort: “It’s an excellent spider expelling spell. It’s much larger than the range of spells you used to deal with Aragog. More~www.ltnovel.com~ Voldemort continued down the steps, looked directly at Ron with his snake eyes for a moment, and asked with interest: "The poor boy in the Weasley family doesn't have this spirit and knowledge. Who are you? ? Alan Harris? "

The members of the Order of the Phoenix, not far from Ron, discovered that as the mysterious man asked questions, Ron’s facial features began to squirm and deform like hot wax, his stature was raised a little higher, and the flame-like red hair became Light golden, freckled skin has also become smooth and white... Alan Harris stood where Ron had just been-he was combing his hair back into his back and shaping it with a spell.

"You are more capable of deforming than most wizards, and you directly use transfiguration to transform your body instead of compound decoction for such a long time." Voldemort's admiring tone was unconcealed, "So, the person who arranged this tonight It's you, the purpose is not to kill my unsuccessful subordinates...so your goal is me?"

"Forgive me for being a little rude." Allen stretched out his right hand and raised his food to ask Voldemort for a while, and then slid his hands along his unsuitable school uniform and showed it to Voldemort before getting the mysterious man nodded. Afterwards, he unscrupulously took out his clothes and changed them in public, and explained to Voldemort as if chatting with a friend, "Yes, I turned into the red hair that I hate through transfiguration instead of compound decoction— —I don’t want to drink anything with Weasley hair. I walked around so many rooms with Harry Potter, but I don’t just want to arouse the attention and suspicion of your subordinates who followed us with the phantom spell, I Nor is the goal of helping the Ministry of Magic to catch the Death Eaters who came here to reinforce it later, not them. I just want to have a fair one-on-one duel with you, Mr. Tom Riddle."