The battle between Snape and Voldemort was too fast, and the back and forth of several moves only took a moment.
When Anton jumped out, the anxious Bella rushed towards her Tom, and the anxious Fiennes also rushed towards his friend Snape.
Fiennes looked at Anton blocking the front and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glared at Snape fiercely, "Are you crazy?!"
Angry as he was, he still pulled out his wand with a jerky movement and cast the Counter-curse of Shadowless Edge on Snape.
The Dark Lord was indeed the Dark Lord. The damage of this magic was so powerful that he had to release the counter-spell over and over again to barely stop the bleeding and recover bit by bit.
But over there, the arrogant Dark Lord pulled Bella away. Her flesh and blood were so painful that she was not helped up in public. He just stared at Anton coldly.
"Are you really going to start a war with me? Anton!"
Anton thought for a while and nodded slightly, "It doesn't matter, although some people will watch and have fun, but if you want to start a war, I will take over!"
He doesn't stir up trouble, but he's never afraid of it!
These words were light and fluttery, but they struck the deep-thinking Lao Fu hard in his heart.
Yes, Dumbledore is still watching!
And the Ministry of Magic, who were like flies, were staring at him with their greedy eyes!
It is simply not cost-effective to start a war with Anton now!
The best time is when his magic army appears and when the army sweeps over and kills them!
Voldemort was in a state of confusion. He could no longer suppress the wound that almost broke his entire chest in half, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
"Tom!" Bella screamed sadly, rushed over again, supported Voldemort, looked at Anton with an extremely vicious look, and then turned to look at the large group of people behind her.
"Is this how you express your loyalty to Mr. Riddle?"
Such an accusation was not too serious at all. No one under his command dared to talk back at this time. Everyone raised their wands and walked forward, surrounding Anton, Snape and Fiennes.
But at this moment, several young figures rushed over from the side and stood directly beside Anton, blocking Snape and Fiennes behind him.
Neville glanced at his parents in the crowd in the Auror office from a distance, then turned to look at Bella who was supporting the Dark Lord, his eyes became serious and cold, "Bellatrix Lestrange
, I didn’t kill you at that time, it was a mistake!”
"It's you!" Bella's angry face suddenly became distorted.
Only three people had successfully cast the Cruciatus Curse on her. Her master Voldemort was a whip of love, which she could accept. Anthony Weasley was a demon she couldn't afford to offend, and she could endure it. But Neville Longbottom, a child,
This can't be tolerated!
I'll kill you little bastard!
Voldemort took the opportunity to treat the wounds caused by Shen Feng Wu Ying and the dagger, but did not make any statement. He must restore his peak fighting ability as soon as possible, whether it is to prevent Anton from going crazy suddenly, or to watch with a cold eye who doesn't know where Wuxian is hiding.
Dumbledore might take the opportunity to jump out, so he had to be cautious!
He and Bella were so familiar, and with just one glance, Bella understood his instructions to delay her time.
Bella pushed away the Death Eaters beside her, walked to the front, and stared at Neville coldly, "I won't give you any more chances!"
Neville did not speak, but raised his wand with an extremely determined look and took another step forward, ready to attack Bella at any time.
Anna was smiling and stroking the wand in her hand, looking at the dark crowd of men and horses opposite, thinking about what kind of magic she could cast to kill a few more in an instant.
As a time traveler who has been traveling in the long river of time, I have witnessed the rise and fall of so much history, and my view of life is completely different from that of many people.
Death is not a big deal.
It's just a transition into entering the world of the dead and starting a new life.
This is also the reason why she is extremely ruthless, but she has always restrained from doing so, and will not do anything if she can.
But the upbringing brought by the ancient pure-blood family made her dislike arguing with others, so she just stopped arguing if she could.
Compared to the pure-minded Anna, Hannah has a lot to think about. She needs to think about the future development of the hut. Showing her fists at this time is an excellent method. But with the power of the Dark Lord at such a moment, it is difficult to create
The harmonious hostility will make the hut extremely passive.
The transcendent advantages brought by Anton's strength and personality will be erased.
Although you need to express your attitude when you have no choice, at this moment, it is better to use a softer attitude as much as possible, so as not to let the hut organization fall into a whirlpool and let others benefit.
The means she prepared for this was a pot of carefully cultivated 'Screaming Mandrake'.
The cultivation of magical plants with an emphasis on their medicinal properties, and ultimately allowing them to reach the standard of 'magic herbs', is an important ability of magical botanists.
And since she joined the hut, she has been exposed to a lot of the herb "Mandrake" and has too many ideas.
For example, reducing the potency of Mandrake for soul duplication, in order to maximize Mandrake's aggressiveness against souls - allowing Mandrake to produce a 'stunning' effect without leaving the pot.
At this moment, she was gently stroking the 'reverse scales' of Mandrake to make it agitated. One finger hooked the small mask on Mandrake's face that blocked the sound, ready to pull it off at any time.
Down.
As for the twins, their looks are a bit weird.
Both of them held a Muggle toy plastic Gatling gun in each hand.
Yes, it's the kind of Muggle children's toy that can shoot small crystal marbles, but the bullets in the light blue and transparent bullet box have become their carefully prepared candies.
Each candy will explode when sprayed out, turning into a magic effect. This is the 'spray inhalation' method of applying magic medicine.
For example, 'fat tongue toffee', 'swollen eyelid truant candy' and so on.
It seems that this effect is inferior to that of waving a magic wand to cast a spell, but do you understand the value of the "Gatling gun"?
This magical prop modified from plastic Muggle toys can release 60-80 magic candies in one second!
They made a bet just before they rushed up.
If you shoot 'Fat Tongue Taffy' like crazy at this group of people, how many of the Dark Lord's magic masters can do it when their tongue becomes one meter long and becomes so fat and swollen that it fills the entire mouth?
How many can maintain the ability to cast magic?
This is obviously an interesting topic!
This is the first collective appearance of the cabin forces, and their momentum is not at all like that of the Dark Lord's men, who are composed of Death Eaters, saints, and pure-blood family elites.
While the two sides were facing each other tit for tat, there was another commotion from the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic not far away.
The atmosphere suddenly became anxious.
Restlessness and restraint blend together in this dark and damp underground cave of Azkaban Island, which is full of gunpowder.
At this moment, a clear, light and elegant sound of chanting a mantra sounded, "Creak, creak, creak~!"
It’s Anna!
Anna Rozier!
She directly faced the opposite side and released the happy spell that Anton invented.
"You're right!" Anna turned to look at the dumbfounded Hannah with a smile and said, "We have to show them how powerful we are, so they know how to respect and restrain themselves!"
Hannah raised her eyebrows, laughed, and pulled open the mask on the potted plant in her hand. Suddenly, a sharp scream spread in a fan shape directly in front of her.
Neville and Bella, who couldn't wait, released the Cruciatus Curse on each other almost at the same time!
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
Da da da da…
Countless candy bullets instantly exploded into the crowd, turning into balls of sugar water mist.
"Neville!" Neville's parents shouted anxiously and rushed over, attacking Bella, but were blocked by Bella's husband Rodolphus Lestrange and brother-in-law Rabastan Lestrange.
, releasing magic to each other.
Immediately, other Aurors rushed forward.
For a time, the entire underground cave was filled with the roars of fighting.
In the crowd, Anton and Voldemort looked at each other in silence, always on guard against the other's sudden attack.
Anton tilted his head and looked at him, hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe smile, smile very brightly, a pair of white teeth shining in the dark cell.