I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Moody's precise stun spell hits a Mushroom wizard.

It's not really accurate or imprecise, the island is not big and full of people.

Even if you don't aim deliberately, if you just throw a spell on the island, there is a high probability that you will hit the enemy.

"Follow me Tonks, you have to follow the experienced hunters."

His voice was hoarse, reminding the witch who kept dodging left and right behind him and waving her staff forward.

"I'm not the rookie I used to be, Moody. Stop treating me like a rookie."

Tonks complained, and nimbly sideways dodged a spell that hit her.

On their right side, the dark-skinned Kingsley kindly helped them make up a layer of iron armor, and Xianxin explained with a smile.

"In the eyes of an old man like Moody who has been an Auror all his life, you will always be a rookie."

The British Ministry of Magic Aurors who came to this island are not all controlled by Leon.

After all, this action was not approved by the Ministry of Magic. To be precise, it was Leon's edge-to-edge action on the verge of breaking the law.

Therefore, most of the people who participated in the operation were members of the Old Order of the Phoenix who were somewhat related to Dumbledore, or cronies trained by Leon in the past two years.

The number of British Aurors who carried out sneak attacks was actually far lower than the number of moldy wizards on this island.

However, he was caught off guard at first, and the large-scale spread that Lynn used in the middle of the island hit him, instantly reducing the number of wizards from the moldy kingdom by nearly half.

But even so, Leon's people are still in the minority compared with the wizards of the mold country, and the wizards of the mold country who have responded have gradually stabilized the situation.

Flying in the sky, the commander of the Auror of the Moldy Kingdom stared at Leon, who was standing calmly behind a group of British Aurors, with angry eyes.

Of course he knew this, the Auror Director of the British Ministry of Magic, who had recently risen to prominence in European wizarding circles.

The mold country Congress has always collected very complete information on such high-level European magic circles.

"What do you mean, Director Leon? Are you trying to provoke a war between two magical governments?"

There was disdain in Leon's eyes, and in the face of the commander's intimidation, there was no wave in his eyes.

What is a war between two magical governments?

When they were at their most brilliant, half of the magical governments in the world were involved in the quagmire of war by them.

Their leader even served as the security director of the Magic Congress for a period of time, and tricked these countrymen around like fooling children in the magic world of the moldy country.

"Your question is very strange, sir. First of all, without permission, you brought a large number of armed wizards into the territory of the British wizarding world and attacked a student from Hogwarts who was participating in the Triwizard Tournament. , Who is it that wants to start a war?"

Commander Mould's face was ashen, and he couldn't give any strong response to Leon's question.

Because their operation this time was originally a secret, and now so many British Aurors have come, no matter whether the final thing is successful or not.

His future must be doomed.

The Magical Congress of the Moldy Kingdom will never have any armed conflict with the British Ministry of Magic during this time period, and he must be the only one who will be thrown out of the pot in the end.

But now, he has not thought about giving up this mission.

Leon's sudden appearance proved that this matter had gone wrong from the very beginning of the plan.

Someone already knew of their plot ahead of time!

The responsibility in this regard is not something he can take on as a commander. Now he must make up for his mistakes, withstand the pressure, and capture Lynn alive or kill him on the spot.

At the very least, he must save his fate that he might end up in prison in the future.

Relying on the advantage of the number of people that still existed, after the initial defeat, the wizards of the moldy kingdom held on to the defeat and the Aurors led by Leon were in a stalemate.

Lynn, who was besieged in the center, was not quickly resolved as the commander expected, but instead became the key to the battlefield.

It seems that one person needs to kill the entire formation of the wizard of the mold country.

And at the same moment, it was discovered that the situation was not right, and he flew into the sky like Voldemort who was about to escape.

He was suddenly hit by a red magic spell and fell from the sky like a rag.

Rozier, who was wearing a nun's uniform, stood on the boat floating from the sea and slowly retracted his wand.

And behind her, there are also dozens of boats heading towards the island with the waves.

In each boat, stood an old man in a black robe with the Deathly Hallows emblem faintly tattooed on his chest.

They were all getting old, the eldest even leaning on crutches.

But without exception, his eyes were extremely firm, and he began to aim at the wizards of the moldy kingdom on the island and waved his wand.

And Lynn, who had already reached the edge of the island from the center of the island and joined Leon and the others, also saw the arrival of Rozier's group of old saints.

The look on his face was stunned for a moment, then he turned to look at Laiyang, his eyes seemed to make him explain to himself.

Lynn never thought of involving Rozier and the others in his own incident.

These elderly saints, who were imprisoned in Arbroath because of Grindelwald in their early years, suffered for most of their lives, and were only released in the last two years.

It's time for them to enjoy their lives and stop working hard for anyone.

But now they are still here.

Leon looked at Lynn's eyes and shook his head with a wry smile, indicating that this was not what he meant, but Rozier's own decision.

Lynn didn't continue to struggle with Lan Leon because of this matter. Rochelle and the others had already come, and there was no turning back when the bow was opened.

Now he can only get rid of these moldy wizards as soon as possible as planned, so as to ensure that these old saints will no longer be hurt by it.

In fact, his worries were completely superfluous.

These saints are not really old and sick.

To become the core believers of Grindelwald, they belonged to the most elite group of wizards in the entire European continent when they were young.

Even though he is older now, his understanding and use of magic spells has not fallen behind, especially under the objective conditions of the magic world, where the older you are, the more profound your knowledge and research on magic is.

After the saints joined the battle, they provided strong support for the British Aurors, and even countered these moldy wizards.

After being shot down, Voldemort looked extremely angry. He waved the wand in his hand and fired a death-killing spell at Rosier.

Rozier tilted her head neatly, and the green spell hit the ground behind her, and then she fought back with the same life-threatening spell.

However, Voldemort did not evade or evade the life-threatening spell that is effective on all living objects, so he let the green spell pass through his body without harming him!

All the wizards who saw this scene were stunned, and everyone knew that the Life Suffering Curse was known as the most powerful unforgivable, and the main reason was the irreversibility of its direct death effect.

But Voldemort just ignores its effect now!

Only Lynn was at the scene, and he figured out the key in an instant.

He warned aloud to the saints who were entangled with Voldemort.

"The fiery fire spell! The fiery fire spell is effective for him!"

Facing his command, Rozier stopped instantly without hesitation, and his next attempt to use the Imperius Curse threw a large amount of strange flames in the direction of Voldemort.

Li Huo wrapped around Voldemort's robe in an instant.

Like butter on a frying pan, Voldemort's body began to melt from under his feet, and even though he kept roaring and using magic, he still couldn't change the fate of his body's demise.

Soon the flames spread to Voldemort's whole body. With the rise of a cloud of black gas, his body was completely burned out, and only a black burned ring was left in place.

Voldemort's remnant soul is basically a Horcrux attached to the Resurrection Stone.

And several magical items that restrain the Horcrux: the fangs of the basilisk, the sword of Gryffindor, and the Fiery Charm are also effective on this remnant.

This new Voldemort is just a sleight of hand, and the island's wizard of the moldy kingdom has shrunk to a corner of the island under the joint attack of the saints and the British Aurors.

Until the appearance of Dumbledore in the end, the battle came to an end.

Also coming with Dumbledore is Tina Picquilly, the director of the Major Crime Investigation Division of the Magical Congress of the Moldy Kingdom.

It's just that Piquelli's face is quite ugly, and it can even be said to be as pale as paper.

Her hands and feet were bound, her wand was confiscated, her spare portkey was found, and Dumbledore cast a regular anti-apparition spell on her body.

Lynn and Dumbledore knew everything she planned from the very beginning at Hogwarts.

She was seen through from start to finish, and the action was like a scene where Lynn and Dumbledore played with her.

And now that the play is over, the final ending is her arrest like a clown.

Seeing that Piquelli was captured, the commander of the Mushroom wizard who led his men to a corner gave up his resistance.

Under the sight of countless British Auror wands, he chose to surrender wisely.

He didn't have much willingness to resist in the first place, and now there is no pressure to see that even Piquelli has been caught.

After all, compared to his temporary commander, Piquelli's position and status are higher, and he is also a more suitable top pot than him.

Moreover, this mission was full of strangeness, and the biggest mistake was obviously not in him as a thug, but in Picqueri who planned the plan.

"Any results? Professor."

Looking at Dumbledore approaching, Lynn asked with a wink.

Dumbledore entrusted Kingsley with Picquilly's care, and walked alongside Lynn along the island.

"The reason for their plan for you is actually very simple. A prophet who has lived in Ilvermorny Magic Academy for more than ten years predicted that your arrival would bring destruction to the Magical Congress of the Moldy Kingdom. The reason why they always thought so Killing you is to protect the Magical Congress of the Moldy Kingdom."

Lynn looked odd.

"Just because of such a prophecy?"

"Just because of a prophecy."

Dumbledore nodded calmly and said, "Don't underestimate the power of prophecy. In many cases, the future is achieved because of prophecy."

"Like Voldemort and Harry Potter?"

"They're just a prime example, and that prophecy didn't come true."

Lynn scratched the back of his head, and he only remembered at this time, because of his appearance, Harry Potter would not kill Voldemort in the end.

Now the real Voldemort is still happily attending school at Hogwarts.

Lynn and Dumbledore came to the shore, watching the red sun gradually rising at the end of the coastline, he crouched down and knocked on a shell washed ashore by the sea.

"So what kind of answer should we give from the mold country?"

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile.

"It depends on your own thoughts. Do you have any other thoughts on this prophecy and the Magic Congress?"

Lynn looked at the gray haze gradually dissipating on the island, and the sea with golden phosphorescence in the sun. He narrowed his eyes and said casually.

"Of course there are ideas, I'm staying here well, and they've spent a lot of time for me because of an inexplicable prophecy. If they want to kill me, no one can swallow this, let alone I'm very careful. "

"Then you plan to destroy the Magical Congress of the Moldy Kingdom, as the prophecy said?"

Lynn shrugged.

"Why does it have to be prophecy? Is it interesting to destroy a magical government?"

He stretched out his finger and pointed not far away, Piquelli was caught and the wizards who had surrendered to the mold kingdom.

"Now a high-level and most of the elites of this magic government are in our hands. It is better for us to build it through these people. It is not more interesting than destroying it."

Dumbledore looked at the rising sun in the sky. Smiling, he stroked his beard.

"So your ultimate ideal is to change the entire wizarding world?"

Lynn didn't answer right away. He lay quietly on the beach by the sea, letting the radiance of the newborn shine on him. He didn't answer after a long time.

"No, I don't actually have much ambition. From the beginning, I just wanted to make this world more comfortable for me."

Dumbledore shook his head in admiration.

"No one is bigger than your ambition."