Harry Potter: It's just a billion points of dark magic

The prisoners looted at a very fast speed. After a while, all the prisoners who had gained a lot stood behind Lester excitedly, looking at the elevator from time to time with excited eyes.

Just by robbing these hundreds of people, he earned so many Galleons. If he robbed all the departments of the Ministry of Magic, wouldn't he be rich?

Sensing the excitement of the prisoners, Lester didn't hesitate at all, raised his wand high, aimed at the safe passage in the Ministry of Magic, and shouted: "Let me rush down and kill these damned pure bloods! "

Prisoners who had already seen blood, how could they withstand this kind of stimulation? As soon as Lester finished speaking, they rushed down frantically with their wands in hand.

As the only government in the magic world, the Ministry of Magic naturally cannot rely on a few magic elevators for transportation. There are many safe passages on both sides of the elevators, which can lead to other departments underground.

If apparation is used, the magic fluctuations generated by apparition will definitely attract the attention of Ministry of Magic officials, and they may be attacked by disarming spells just after being teleported in.

Therefore, this group of prisoners chose the most primitive way to attack the Ministry of Magic directly on foot!

Soon, moving quickly, they came to the second basement floor of the Ministry of Magic, which is where the Department of Magical Sports and Sports is located.

At the end of the safe passage, there is a thick iron gate with a magic chain on it. Obviously, it is impossible to pass through this iron gate without a password.

Looking at the seemingly indestructible iron gate, the prisoners, instead of being at a loss, showed disdainful smiles.

A few Azkaban prisoners in front of the prisoners stretched out their wands, and aimed at the iron door with several blasting curses.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Accompanied by several sharp casting sounds, several orange fireball-shaped flames shot out from the wand, and flew towards the iron gate swiftly.

boom!

There was a loud bang, and under the blows of several powerful black magics, the extremely thick iron gate was directly blown out.

In the Department of Magic and Sports, the purebloods inside were still idly chatting about their parents, living a life of serving tea and reading newspapers, when they saw a huge iron gate flying towards them.

The menacing iron door knocked out the two pure-blood officials of the Ministry of Magic who were sitting in the office, and fell heavily on the wall. Then, their necks tilted, and they passed out directly.

The other pure-blooded officials of the Ministry of Magic looked at the terrible scene in front of them at a loss, and some were confused about the situation.

They came to work at the Ministry of Magic, and their daily tasks were to drink tea and read newspapers. Besides, the Department of Magical Sports and Sports was originally a Qingshui yamen, and apart from holding major events, there was nothing to do on weekdays.

As a result, this group of magic officials, looking at the menacing prisoners outside the door, didn't know how to resist for a while.

It's a pity that they were at a loss, but the group of prisoners came prepared.

"Awada eats a big melon!"

As soon as the heavy iron door was blasted open, the prisoners outside couldn't wait to rush in. They raised their wands, but without looking at them, they cast a killing curse on the officials in the office.

The prisoners who were one step behind the other prisoners were also not to be outdone, and all of them learned in style, regardless of whether there was anyone in front of them, raising their wand was a death curse.

For a moment, the entire Department of Magical Sports and Sports was wailing everywhere. Many unlucky pure-blood officials failed to survive the first round of killing curse attacks, and were directly killed by killing curses.

There were also some killing curses that didn't hit anyone, all of which hit other furniture in the Department of Magic and Sports.

Many long seats were directly overturned by the Killing Curse, and the paper on them was also splashed everywhere, scattered all over the place.

"Awada eats a big melon!!!"

There are also some prisoners who were originally mentally abnormal, but now they have become killing machines, regardless of whether there are officials from the Ministry of Magic in front of them, they just gnaw big melons in the air.

All of a sudden, the entire Magic Sports Division seemed to be a battlefield, and various colorful spells were flying around in the sky, especially the green killing spell, which almost dyed the entire 200-square-meter Magic Sports Division green. .

【Ding! Get Jesse's fear value +56]

【Ding! Get Mike's fear value +64]

【Ding! Get Ludo Bagman's fear value +100]

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At this time, Lester had already entered a state of invisibility, quietly standing behind the prisoners, watching the farce in front of him.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

This group of purebloods has been sitting on the heads of Muggle wizards for so many years, which has caused deep hidden dangers to their rule.

Now, finally, years of accumulation, under the guidance of Leicester, directly exploded.

Therefore, Lester didn't regret that these pure-blood wizards were killed by the prisoners, so he did it himself, no wonder others!

"It's almost 100w fear value." Lester listened to the screams and begging for mercy coming from his ears expressionlessly, but he was thinking about what good things he could get in the 100w fear lottery.

Just when Lester was thinking, other prisoners were carnival, and the pure-blood officials of the Ministry of Magic begged for mercy, a fat body was desperately crawling under the table in the corner, hoping to save his life.

At this moment, Ludo Bagman, who managed to squeeze his obese body into the bottom of the narrow table, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead tremblingly, and looked at the massacre in front of him in horror.

As the director of the Department of Magic and Sports, Ludo should take the lead to organize resistance at this time, but looking at the green glow of the death curse in the office, which has never stopped since the beginning, Ludo is very sincere. .

"I am the director of the Department of Magic and Sports. I am not going out now, not because I am afraid of death, but because I want to keep my useful body and report to the Ministry of Magic after they leave."

Thinking of this, Ludo's mood improved a lot in an instant. After all, he was not cowardly, but he would die if he went out now. It would be better to keep his useful body and serve the Ministry of Magic in the future.

Suddenly, Ludo, who was still comforting himself, saw a bright light in his eyes, and saw a prisoner wearing a gray prison uniform, who fell directly in front of him.

Obviously, even without him as the leader to lead the rebellion, the other officials of the Ministry of Magic are not all rich and rich.

They were born in pure-blooded nobles, and they also have good combat effectiveness. Except for being caught off guard at the beginning, the remaining pure-bloods of the Ministry of Magic immediately built a counterattack formula, using their own family's ancestral magic, against The prisoners fought back.

Immediately, many careless prisoners lost their lives under the attack of ancestral magic.

Seeing that the situation of the battle was about to be reversed, Leicester, who was behind the prisoner, finally made a move.

In the office, the prisoners arrogantly raised their wands and shot at the pure-blood officials of the Ministry of Magic on the opposite side. The green Killing Curse shot out of their wands as if they didn't need money.

On the other side of them, a small number of organized Ministry of Magic officials hid behind solid bunkers, pulled out their wands from time to time, and cast a terrifying ancestral black magic trick on the prisoners.

Although the prisoners were numerous and powerful, the attacks of the pure-bloods were too unexpected.

So for a while, the two sides actually had a stalemate in the office.

"One day, I will definitely create a group of regular troops myself." Seeing the prisoners who didn't even look for a cover, just stood where they were, and raised their wands to eat big melons, Lester felt a pain in the ass.

Do you think you are a magic fort? Don't even bother to move, stand still and fight the opponent, do you think the opponent is a fool?

Reluctantly, Leicester still shot.

"Fire shield!" Looking at the group of pure-blooded officials who were hiding behind the cover and emitting a fierce black magic from time to time, Lester slowly raised his right hand, and then slapped them in their direction. .

In an instant, Leicester's level 2 shield was activated instantly, and a blue fiery palm appeared out of thin air above the pure-blood wizard's position, and then slapped down fiercely with lightning speed.