The card draw starts in Azkaban

The wand was originally a very fragile thing, but in Du Wei's hands, Du Wei used the wand without mercy as if he didn't pity himself.

He thrust his wand into the ground.

The wand let out an overwhelmed wail.

A large amount of magic power fell into the surrounding area.

Except for Dowey Jones, who cast the spell, everyone else began to activate and turned into various monsters that people could only imagine in their nightmares.

Dewey Jones didn't know what the consequences would be if others used this kind of spell, but for Dewey Jones, after he cast the [Fairy Savage Forging Technique], everything he encountered was chaotic.

Poisonous pincers, spider legs, fangs, and colorful fur, together they formed one suture monster after another, crawling up from the ground and killing each other.

The red single-family villa came to life on its own, and the windows were its eyes.

It frantically vented its anger and violence towards the "creatures" around it. Not only it, but also the activated road signs tried to beat the green belt next to it to death several times!

There is no coexistence.

All creations are full of suffocating cruelty!

Even Voldemort didn't expect such a situation.

The magic power on his body vibrated, knocking off the wizard robe on his body. At the same time, he clicked the wand again, and two pieces of clothing appeared out of thin air, wrapping themselves around himself and Bella. While maintaining the thunderclouds in the sky, he watched

Looking into the distance, he signaled Bella to leave first: "This is not the place you should stay. Go after the people from the Ministry of Magic. Don't torture them or kill them all."

Voldemort said specifically to Bella.

Bella glanced bitterly in the direction where "Skrimgeour" was hiding, and replied in a low voice: "Of course, my master."

Then left here.

When there were only two people left here, Voldemort said loudly: "You are not Rufus Scrimgeour, that idiot would not have such a powerful transformation skill.

In this world, yes, yes, although I don't want to admit it, there were only two people with such a transformation spell before. One was me, and the other person was my teacher, the transformation spell before Hogwarts.

Teacher, then headmaster, now Dumbledore.

Beyond that, if anyone has been able to reach this level lately, it's you, Dowey Jones.

You freak.

Why didn't I realize you had such an ability before?

You were supposed to replace Malfoy and become my right-hand man, but we shouldn't have reached this point."

"What a shame."

When he said this, Voldemort's voice was very low, almost murmuring, and there was a strange light shining in his eyes.

Dowey Jones must die today.

He was destined not to survive.

Dowey Jones was behind the corner, not saying a word.

Voldemort didn't seem to care, but a ball of fire seemed to appear between his left hand. As he spoke, he gently raised the flame on his hand, puffed up his cheeks, and faced the person hiding behind "Skrimgeour"

The place cast a spell.

The flames were like the curse of an evil dragon, falling next to "Scrimgeour". The villa in front of "Scrimgeour" was hit hard by the curse, and he let out a cry of extreme pain.

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The flame is very gentle, but the effect it brings has nothing to do with the gentleness. Just at this moment, the place soaked in the flame is like a towering fire. These flames are like maggots on the tarsus, burning with all their strength.

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Even if there is water around it, it can burn.

This is Voldemort's wrath.

Everything can burn.

The black flames seemed to be swallowing up everything, and the "Villa Troll" let out a miserable scream. It saw the culprit, the person who attacked him, and then roared, running towards Voldemort like a giant.

Looking back, these creatures seem to have no emotion of "fear", they only have the thought of destruction.

Saw these creations.

Voldemort was even more convinced that the person he saw this time was Dowey Jones. He was not dead at all, and he had turned into someone else.

Except for Dowey Jones, no one else would be so hysterically angry.

Looking at the troll rushing towards the villa, Voldemort smiled with some contempt, not at Dowey Jones, but at this "troll" running towards him.

"Ha, I didn't burn you to death last time. It seems you were lucky, but that's not the case this time. Luck will not always be with you."

Voldemort said, while he was speaking, he did not stop and flicked the wand. Immediately, countless curtains fell around the wand, and the anti-Apparition spell was like a chain, constantly

Spreading towards the surroundings.

He knew that Dowey Jones's [Apparition] was very strong, so he made preparations in advance, as well as other spells.

[hard as a wall]

【Invisible without silk】

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A series of curses filled this place silently, and the iron walls here made Voldemort feel more at ease.

No matter what, it was impossible for him to let go of Dewey Jones this time. He knew very well how big a problem this madman, Dewey Jones, would cause for him if he let him go.

After he finished these things, the "Nagini" above his head fell down, smashing the roaring villa monster in front of him into pieces, and then plowed the monster and the places behind the monster.

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A powerful spell that makes teeth tremble.

However, the spell did not cause any effective damage.

Because, no, nothing.

When he wanted to use words to keep Dowey Jones, Dowey Jones had already left. After he used the activation method, he [disapparated], and he didn't even plan to say a single extra word.

, he didn't even listen to Voldemort's voice - even for a second, he didn't even want to look at Voldemort.

A dirty word!

Voldemort cursed angrily, and Voldemort's eyes were extremely wide open, and he felt a kind of anger from the inside out!

It was reflected in his magic, that is, the dark clouds fell and enveloped this place, and the hundreds of meters long "Nagini" rushed towards the Prime Minister's Office. Except for the Death Eaters and a few of his capable subordinates, even the werewolves

The vampires he brought with him were all turned to ashes by him.

Dowey Jones was taking people one by one to the distance at this moment, and the Aurors and strikers from the Ministry of Magic were making portkeys.

At the same time, there was a sound in the distance all day long.

Dowey Jones looked back.

The Prime Minister's Office was reduced to ruins. Dowey Jones looked at Ms. Burnsch beside him and said: "Are you ready to restore the Prime Minister's Office, Minister?"

Ms. Bernsch did not speak. She just wanted to sleep now. The high-intensity confrontation just now made her brain twitch with pain.

Dowey Jones motioned to the beaters and Aurors to take the Minister back to the Ministry of Magic.

"Wizards who can still fight, come with me to the Prime Minister's Office."

He looked back at the strikers and Aurors and said, "No matter what, we are all Aurors."