"I understand. It seems that you are determined to be an enemy of the Ministry of Magic?
Rufus Scrimgeour said, coldly, without a smile on his face.
"Don't you think you can handle five, oh no, six elite wizards from the Ministry of Magic to be precise? Even students who have not graduated from Hogwarts know that according to the 'Rule of Five'
——Five elite Aurors can deal with any lone wizard."
"Well, is there such a stupid rule in your current textbooks?"
Grindelwald scratched his ears and looked at the young man standing behind Scrimgeour in confusion.
"Quirinas, is this also the case with the teaching materials you chose before?"
"These contents will be mentioned in the sixth grade N.E.W.Ts improvement class, which mainly teaches students how to use collaborative magic to fight against those powerful and cruel dark wizards... Generally speaking, we summarize the knowledge in that section
Use it as a test point for the 'Rule of Five'."
"Oh, that's no wonder. No wonder you performed so poorly in Defense Against the Dark Arts class before."
The old wizard shrugged noncommittally and thought for a moment.
It has to be said that the contemporary magic world has regressed much more seriously than he imagined.
Under the taming of those fat-brained Ministry of Magic bureaucrats, even strange explanations like the "Rule of Five" have been incorporated into textbooks.
Regarding the origin of this theory, Grindelwald could vaguely guess - during the First Wizarding War, the scattered Aurors suffered heavy losses in the early stages of the war. In order to reverse the situation, the Ministry of Magic of various countries began to propose a five-person wizard combat team.
"Well, it seems that I can still help correct some fallacies in the teaching materials today..."
Grindelwald turned his wand and pointed deftly at his throat.
"The voice is loud."
"Dark wizards rarely act alone. When we encounter malicious attacks and persecutions, we are usually at a numerical disadvantage..."
With the effect of the amplification magic, Grindelwald's calm voice quickly echoed in the foyer. Even the students crowded on the marble stairs next to the auditorium could hear it clearly, and they were not even close to him.
Not to mention the Ministry of Magic official who is ten meters tall.
"Therefore, at this time, smart magic fighting methods will become particularly important-"
Grindelwald said softly and unhurriedly, glanced at the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic who were still in a daze, and waved in surprise.
"Oh, you can attack here. Compared to pale verbal descriptions, I think it will be more intuitive if there is practical teaching..."
"Collapse!"
Before Grindelwald could finish speaking, Umbridge's wand emitted a red light.
boom!
Grindelwald waved his wand casually, easily deflecting Umbridge's spell.
The crimson beam of light returned almost straight back. If Scrimgeour hadn't waved his wand in time to help Umbridge block it, she would have been knocked unconscious by the spell she cast, which bounced off the stone next to the entrance hall.
There was still a violent explosion on the railing.
"Remember what I said in class last year? Defense speed is more important than attack speed——"
Grindelwald frowned, and his wand drew a complicated arc in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, a wall of white light rose up from around the foyer, and the Aurors and onlookers in the center of the foyer were divided into two areas.
"Gentlemen Aurors, I think it would be best if you—"
Grindelwald smiled gracefully and touched each of them with the wand in his hand.
"It's really meaningless to do it together, one-on-one."
"Everyone be on alert! The other side may be a top wizard no less than Albus Dumbledore! Fire freely!"
Rufus Scrimgeour glanced at the seemingly tight curtain of light around him, and shouted to the Aurors around him with a solemn expression.
However, before arriving at Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic had conducted a similar simulated battle.
According to the deductions of the Auror Office and the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, they may not be able to successfully arrest Albus Dumbledore, but Dumbledore will not be able to resist the siege of more than five Aurors and force Dumbledore to retreat under extreme circumstances.
, this is also considered a victory.
The next moment, the curses all over the sky flew towards Grindelwald at the same time.
"Oh, what's the first rule when facing a multi-person attack?"
Grindelwald calmly took a small step forward, blocking the steps left and right with the wand in his hand.
Four magic beams passed over his body and landed on the spot where he originally stood, blasting several shallow craters on the ground. The other two magic beams bounced back at a faster speed, forcing the gathered Aurors to
They ducked away in embarrassment.
"Calmly judge the opponent's meaningless attacks, as well as those magics that can be easily avoided by moving..."
Grindelwald confidently walked forward along the bluestone hallway, firing spells at the Aurors facing him with great casualness.
Spells flew at him from all angles, but Grindelwald deflected them one by one.
"Remember, when you are at a numerical disadvantage, you must not invest too much energy in offense. Because the opponent has far more room for error than you alone. This is also the reason why many brainless fools are defeated in the hands of bad people.
...don’t pay attention to self-protection!”
Grindelwald's voice suddenly stopped, and the frequency of his wand waving suddenly changed.
The next second, an Auror was hit by the rebounded spell and flew high into the air.
"A very powerful spell, sir...but the movements of your hands are too obvious."
Grindelwald turned to look at Rufus Scrimgeour, grinned and commented, "If I were to cast a spell, then I would choose... a silent spell, and use the movement of blocking and waving the staff to cover up.
A real attack—like this—"
Without looking back, the old wizard suddenly raised his wand to the right and rear, accurately blocking a spell and knocking away another Auror.
The surrounding flashlights were flashing crazily, and the clicking sound of the shutter was combined with the writing sound of the magic quill.
"The dominant dark wizard rarely supports his companions and looks for two targets with similar attack frequencies. You can use the time difference to defeat each one. And more importantly, the longer you persist, the more anxious they will be...
And being anxious means more loopholes..."
A sarcastic and cheerful smile flashed across Grindelwald's face, and he turned around and waved his wand towards the stone pillar on his right.
The originally airtight light curtain suddenly cracked open, and the white stone pillars in the foyer popped out like thimbles, quickly hitting the Auror in front of him who was still stupidly turning his wand to cast the Iron Armor Charm, and then crashed into him next to him unabated.
There was a dull sound coming from his colleagues.
"Magic is a weapon you can rely on, but it doesn't mean you have to throw it at your opponent."
After Grindelwald walked around the field, he walked back to the starting point.
However, among the Ministry of Magic officials who originally stood arrogantly opposite him, now only Umbridge and Scrimgeour were left.
There were several burn marks on Umbridge's pink cardigan, and a black curse mark was left on Rufus Scrimgeour's right shoulder. Compared to the two of them,
In such a state of embarrassment, the old wizard didn't even breathe quickly.
Grindelwald looked around and spoke righteously in a deep voice.
"Hogwarts is a place for learning knowledge and a holy place for inheriting magical civilization. I will not allow -"
"Collapse!"
boom!
Umbridge's plump body flew high into the sky, with unbelievable shock and ferocious anger still remaining on her face.
Umbridge hit the stone railing at the rear left of the entrance hall hard - but she did not pass out, she was cast a full-body confinement spell.
"Alas, I said...beam spells are a bad choice in wizard duels. And even worse than this is...saying the spells out loud."
Grindelwald shook his head helplessly and ignored the reporters who were frantically taking photos around Umbridge.
The old devil turned his head, looked at the middle-aged Ministry of Magic official who was the only one standing in the venue, and said softly with a warm smile.
"You understand now, the 'Rule of Five' does not apply to top-level duels. In front of top wizards, the more people, the better. Ingenious cooperation, smart minds, and a righteous stance are more important than the number of people.
important."
"not to mention……"
He paused for half a second and turned back to look at the end of the crowd not far from the foyer.
"You have been at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers from the beginning to the end, but now the disadvantage has turned into a deadlock."
There was a commotion from the crowd around the hall, and the students moved to the left and right, and Dumbledore appeared at the end of the hall.
Behind the old wizard, Cornelius Fudge's face was particularly ugly, like a piece of pig liver that had deteriorated for a long time. He never thought that a simple, well-planned secret arrest operation would turn into what it is now.
situation.
"That's it, Scrimgeour... I just communicated with Mr. Minister..."
Dumbledore strode over, said in a relaxed tone, and casually untied the magic ring on Quirrell's hand.
"All of this is a misunderstanding. Part of it is caused by Hogwarts, and the other part is the result of Professor Umbridge being too sensitive and radical in education reform. As for Professor Quirrell's problem, Wizenga
A public hearing will be held later..."
He bowed politely to the reporters around him and continued with a smile.
"Regarding the ins and outs of this incident, Mr. Minister and I will explain to you later. Please wait in the classroom next to the foyer for a moment. We have to send the students back to their dormitories to sleep now - Miller
Baby? Please."
Professor McGonagall, who was standing behind the crowd, nodded, looked at the excited little wizards around him, and pursed his lips slightly.
"Prefects, student chairs, disciplinary committee members... please lead everyone back to their dormitories in turn. Professors will stop for a while. We will hold a short meeting together in the staff lounge."————