The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

"hiss……"

The wizards onlookers gasped. The magician had a kind expression on his face, leaving the impression of an elegant and cool gentleman.

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

Cruel and merciless!

The way the wizards looked at the magician changed.

The Auror director of the Canadian Ministry of Magic stood up and yelled at the magician: "You are arrested, you murderer! You must be very happy to destroy the stadium and kill the wizard today, huh? It is your misfortune to meet me!"

Ministry of Magic Aurors arrest you immediately - no trial required, death penalty! "

"Shut up!"

The magician raised his wand and tapped Director Auror lightly. Director Auror's mouth suddenly seemed to be sewn shut, and he couldn't open it. He could only make a "woo woo" sound.

"Destroying the stadium and killing wizards can't be blamed on me. Those saints did a good job. You should go to Grindelwald to settle the score."

"Oh no!"

"Ahhhh—"

Hearing Grindelwald, the crowd became flustered again, making noisy sounds, mixed with some hysterical screams.

Grindelwald has been sweeping across Europe for 20 years, and has a great reputation. The fear and harm he brought to the magic world has not dissipated.

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

That old guy is locked up in Nurmengard now, he'd better 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 Nurmengadry!

Where is Dumbledore?

Only Dumbledore can stop Grindelwald!

The panicked wizards looked for Dumbledore, hoping to see the tall figure and long beard of the white wizard.

People saw a flash of golden light, and a phoenix flew towards the stands and circled over the magician's head.

"It's Fox!"

"Phoenix Fox!"

"It's Professor Dumbledore's Fox!"

The Hogwarts students shouted excitedly.

Everyone is happy, everyone knows that Fawkes is the symbol of Dumbledore.

Only the magician was upset.

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

The speed at which the Corrupted Crow absorbs the power of darkness becomes slower accordingly.

It seems that we must delay for a while!

The magician thought helplessly, Moriarty was already difficult enough to deal with, and with Dumbledore added, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape today.

Suddenly he remembered what the boss said.

"Death is eternal life!"

Death is eternal life!

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

"Blazing flames!"

A thigh-thin pillar of fire rose into the sky, turned into a crow in the sky, and rushed towards Fox.

Fawkes let out a chirp, and Dumbledore Apparated in front of the magician.

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and Dumbledore raised his right hand, which held the Elder Wand, and aimed it at Fireraven.

"Phoenix Hua Wu!"

The light and shadow phoenix appeared again, spinning and flying towards the fire crow. The two fierce birds were fighting in the air. Fox watched the battle with great interest, and let out a joyful cry from time to time.

The magician stared at Dumbledore warily, "Are you going to war, Dumbledore. My target is always Moriarty."

"Your words are an insult to Grindelwald, so? You'd better put down your wand and accept the trial."

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

Moriarty looked at Dumbledore with interest.

Sure enough, it was GGAD, and Dumbledore would not let Grindelwald suffer injustice.

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

With Grindelwald's majestic spirit, he will not announce his return to the world with an attack.

The magician snorted disdainfully, "So you want to arrest me and convict Grindelwald, don't you? Don't even think about it!"

Pointing his wand at Moriarty in vain, the magician yelled ferociously, "Dark Claws!"

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

"Moriarty!" Lilith exclaimed.

Moriarty swung his staff and danced a silver light, and the magic power of the wind element poured into the air, creating whirlwinds!

"Crack, click!"

The whirlwind was like a knife, and the bones were broken one by one.

Dumbledore pointed at the broken bone with the Elder Wand, turning into a forest of bones, overwhelming the magician.

"It seems that you have ignored my words." The magician glanced at Dumbledore, and said with a mocking smile: "I don't know if it is my honor or your shame to start a war with you two at the same time!"

"Quick imprisonment!"

Dumbledore didn't want to talk nonsense with the magician, he made up his mind to capture the magician alive.

A thick hemp rope that looked like a pillar shot out from the tip of the elderwood staff, and flew towards the magician's head extremely quickly.

The magician was terrified, folded his hands together, held the wand between his hands, and then gritted his teeth and called out the name of the spell: "Lament of the Dead!"

The magic power of the dark element turned into a shadow and danced in the air, the lights of the stadium became flickering, and the feeling of weirdness, ominousness, fear, and confusion rose from people's hearts.

"well!"

A low, lonely sigh sounded from the air.

The wizards froze in place for a moment, their eyes dull and their faces miserable.

The most painful experience, the most humiliating memory, and the darkest period in life experience appear in my mind one by one like a movie playing on a loop.

"Ah-ahh!"

There were a lot of screams, and it seemed that they were going to commit suicide the next moment!

Spiritually powerful wizards are better off.

There was a struggle on their faces, and they gritted their teeth tightly, recalling some happy and happy things, and resisting the negative effects of lamenting.

The wizards with poor mental strength and weak willpower were staggering and would pass out at any time, and some even had nosebleeds.

"well!"

"well!"

Two more laments sounded, and Dumbledore was hit.

No one knew what he remembered, he closed his eyes, staggered forward and fell to the ground.

His face was twitching, as if he was in a deep sleep, having a horrible nightmare.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The magician laughed heartily when he saw Dumbledore losing his composure. Even the most powerful white wizard ever could not resist the magic of the dark element, who else could stop him!

Moriarty?

The magician looked towards the stands, but found that the place where Moriarty and Lilith were originally standing was empty.

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

"Sword sharp! Whirlwind cutting!"

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

Layers of sharp whirlwinds were wrapped around the blade, whizzing down, and the flickering light of the blade faintly tore the air apart.

"brush!"

The staff swung down, and a series of twenty huge wind blades slashed towards the magician!

The speed is so fast that the magician has no time to use Apparition, and in order to continue to cast the "Dead Man's Lament", the magician has to continue to maintain the posture of clasped hands.

Seeing that the two frontal wind blades were about to cut off his two arms, the magician turned around and used his back to resist the wind blades.

"Plop! Puff!"

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

The magician spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", he knew that he chose to use his body to resist the wind blade too much.

The wind blade hit his back, and the furious magic power of the wind element penetrated into the body unstoppably, leaving a wound that went deep into the bone, which had already hurt the internal organs!

"Ahem. Moriarty...why aren't you affected by 'Lament'?"

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

But it doesn't matter anymore, the magician raised his head weakly, and saw more wind blades flying towards him, and he was powerless to avoid it.

"BOSS!" The magician roared into the air with the last of his strength: "You said that death is eternal life!!! Today, my subordinates, go to hell to witness it with your own eyes!

But Moriarty—I have a gift for you, for you! "

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

Like a big eater, the fallen crow greedily swallowed it.

There was a venomous look in the magician's eyes, and he looked mad, and he roared: "Sleeping undead, throw yourself into the embrace of darkness and become our strength——Fallen crow! Now alive!"

I was caught by the boss tonight, it's a bit late, don't be disgusted