Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"hiss……"

The wizards who were watching took a breath. The magician looked kind and gave the impression that he was an elegant and cool gentleman.

Who would have thought that the magician killed six teammates who worked with him day and night!

Cruel and cruel, insane!

The wizards' eyes changed when they looked at the magician.

The Auror Director of the Canadian Ministry of Magic stood up and shouted at the magician: "You have been arrested, you murderer! You must have been very happy today when you destroyed the stadium and killed wizards, haha? It is your misfortune to meet me!"

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic will arrest you immediately - without trial, under penalty of death!"

"Shut up!"

The magician raised his wand and tapped the Auror Director gently. The Auror Director's mouth suddenly seemed to be sewn shut and he could not open it. He could only make a "Woo" sound.

"I cannot be blamed for destroying the stadium and killing wizards. Those saints have done good things. You should go to Grindelwald to settle the account."

"Oh no!"

"Ahhhh——"

Upon hearing Grindelwald, the crowd became panicked again, making noisy noises, mixed with some hysterical screams.

Grindelwald has been sweeping across Europe for twenty years and has gained a great reputation. The fear and harm he has brought to the wizarding world has not dissipated to this day.

Senior officials from various countries who were protected by Canadian Aurors looked at each other and reached a tacit consensus: Grindelwald must pay the price.

That old guy is now locked up in Nurmengard, it's best to let him die!

The worries of the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic are justified. Thirty or forty years have passed since Grindelwald was active, but Grindelwald's men are still as vicious and crazy as before.

Senior officials began to worry whether Grindelwald had been rescued from Nurmengard!

Where has Dumbledore gone?

Only Dumbledore can stop Grindelwald!

The panicked wizards searched for Dumbledore, hoping to see the white wizard's tall figure and long beard.

People saw a flash of golden light and a phoenix flying to the stands and hovering above the magician's head.

"It's Fox!"

"Phoenix Fox!"

"It's Professor Dumbledore's Fawkes!"

The students at Hogwarts shouted excitedly.

Everyone is happy, everyone knows that Fawkes is Dumbledore's symbol.

Only the magician is upset.

The phoenix symbolizes good luck and hope. Its appearance makes people's hearts less dark.

The rate at which the Corrupted Crow absorbs dark power becomes slower.

It seems that we must delay for a while!

The magician thought helplessly, Moriarty was already difficult enough, and with Dumbledore in the mix, he might not be able to escape today.

Suddenly he remembered the boss's words.

"Death is eternal life!"

Death is eternal life!

A flash of light flashed in the magician's eyes, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, raised his hand and shot a magic spell at Fox above his head!

"The flames are blazing!"

A pillar of fire as thick as a thigh rose into the sky, turned into a crow in the sky, and pounced on Fox.

Fawkes gave a cry, and Dumbledore appeared in front of the magician.

The crowd burst into cheers, and Dumbledore raised his right hand holding the Elder Wand and pointed it at the Fire Crow.

"Phoenix Hua Wu!"

The light and shadow phoenix appeared again, spinning and flying towards the fire crow. The two fierce birds fought in the air. Fox watched the battle with relish, and occasionally let out a cry of joy.

The magician stared at Dumbledore warily, "Do you want to start a war, Dumbledore? My target is always Moriarty."

"Your words are a slander against Grindelwald, so? You'd better put down your wand and face trial."

Dumbledore said calmly, a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.

Moriarty looked at Dumbledore with interest.

It was indeed ggad, Dumbledore would not let Grindelwald suffer unjust injustice.

In fact, if you think about it, the Polish team's attack on Hyproser probably had nothing to do with Grindelwald.

With Grindelwald's majesty, he would not announce his return to the world with an attack.

The magician snorted disdainfully, "So you want to arrest me and convict Grindelwald, right? You can't even hope to succeed!"

Pointing the wand at Moriarty in vain, the magician yelled ferociously: "Claws of Darkness!"

The dark element magic was activated, and the ground under Moriarty's feet suddenly turned into a black bone hand, with five fingers closed like a cage!

Valley/span "Moriarty!" Lilith exclaimed.

Moriarty raised his staff and danced out a ray of silver light. The magic power of the wind element poured into the air, turning up whirlwinds!

"Click, click!"

The whirlwind was like a knife, breaking the bones one by one.

Dumbledore used the Elder Wand to break the bone with one finger, turning it into a forest of bones and overwhelmingly pressing towards the magician.

"It seems that you have turned a deaf ear to my words." The magician glanced at Dumbledore and smiled sarcastically: "I don't know if it is my honor or your shame to start a war with you two at the same time!"

"Detention quickly!"

Dumbledore didn't want to talk nonsense with the magician, he was determined to capture the magician alive.

A thick hemp rope like a pillar shot out from the tip of the elder stick and flew towards the magician's head at extremely fast speed.

The magician's hair stood on end. He clasped his hands together with his wand, then gritted his teeth and shouted out the name of the spell: "Lament for the Dead!"

The magic power of the dark element turned into a shadow and jumped up and down in the sky. The lights of the stadium became flickering. Strange, ominous, fearful, and confused feelings arose in people's hearts.

"well!"

A low, lonely sigh sounded from the air.

The wizards suddenly froze on the spot, their eyes dull and their expressions sad.

The most painful experiences, the most humiliating memories, and the darkest periods in life appear one by one in my mind like a movie playing on a loop.

"Ah-ah!"

Large areas of screams rang out, as if they were about to commit suicide at the next moment!

Mentally powerful wizards are better off.

A trace of struggle appeared on their faces, they gritted their teeth and recalled some happy and happy things to resist the negative effects of lamenting.

Wizards with poor mental strength and weak willpower staggered and could faint to the ground at any time, and some even had nosebleeds.

"well!"

"well!"

Two more lamentations sounded, and Dumbledore was caught.

No one knew what he was thinking of. He closed his eyes, staggered forward and fell to the ground.

His face was twitching, as if he was sleeping and having a terrible nightmare.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The magician laughed heartily when he saw Dumbledore's gaffe. Even the most powerful white wizard in history could not resist the dark element magic. Who else could stop him!

Moriarty?

The magician looked toward the stands, only to find that the spot where Moriarty and Lilith were standing was empty.

"In the sky!" The magician remembered that Moriarty could fly and looked up suddenly, only to see Moriarty holding Lilith in one hand and holding the Slytherin staff high in the other hand.

"The sword is sharp! Whirlwind cutting!"

Moriarty combined the Slytherin family magic with the wind element magic to achieve the magic effect of one plus one greater than two.

The blade was wrapped in layers of sharp whirlwind, whizzing down, and the flickering light of the blade faintly tore the air apart.

"brush!"

The staff waved down, and a series of twenty huge wind blades struck at the magician!

The speed was so fast that the magician had no time to use phantom. In order to continue casting the spell "Lament of the Dead", the magician had to continue to keep his hands clasped together.

Seeing that the two wind blades at the front were about to cut off both of his arms, the magician turned around and blocked the wind blades with his back.

"Push! Puff!"

Two wind blades hit the magician's back, and two bloody arrows shot out.

The magician spat out a mouthful of blood with a "Wow" sound. He knew that his choice to resist the wind blade with his body was too much.

The wind blade hit his back, and the furious wind elemental magic penetrated into the flesh unstoppably, leaving a wound that went deep into the bones and damaged the internal organs!

"Ahem. Moriarty...why are you not affected by 'Lament'?"

The magician's aura weakened, and he was puzzled. He didn't know that the alchemical matrix protected Moriarty's mental power very well.

But it didn't matter anymore. The magician raised his head weakly and saw more wind blades flying over, and he was unable to avoid them.

"Boss!" The magician used his last bit of strength to shout into the air: "You said that death is eternal life! Today, my subordinates will go to hell to witness it with their own eyes!

But Moriarty—I'm going to give you, give you, a big gift!"

The three lamentations of the dead evoked the dark memories and negative emotions hidden in the hearts of wizards.

The fallen crow swallowed it greedily like a big eater.

There was a trace of viciousness in the magician's eyes, and he looked crazy, and shouted: "Sleeping undead, throw yourself into the embrace of darkness and become our power - the fallen crow! Appear in this world!"