Ryan and the others squeezed into the two elevators with more than 20 people. The doors closed and the elevators began to rise.
"How long?" Ryan asked. Hermione raised her hand and looked at the hands of her watch and said, "In two minutes and fifteen seconds, those wildfires placed in the Muggle-born Registration Board office will explode. Three
After it is divided into half, the Weasley fireworks that were placed with the corpses will also be lit."
"The woman in the interrogation room just now should have gone out to report, which should create some chaos. The only thing I hope is that she doesn't go out too early to report, so that the higher ups can completely block the exit." Ryan analyzed. "If everything goes well.
, we only need to hold on for five or six minutes after going up, and twenty people can finish it quickly."
"The eighth floor," just after Ryan finished speaking, everyone with wands nervously held their wands and got ready. Suddenly a witch's cold voice in the elevator said, "Main hall."
"Move quickly, rush directly to the fireplace. Don't look back if there is any movement." Looking at the large group of people in the hall, Ryan knew that it was absolutely impossible to sneak out with so many people this time. Fortunately, he was in the trial room just now.
The killings in the room may have really frightened the survivor, and the location of the trial room was relatively remote and no one noticed it. So when a group of them ran into the hall smoothly, everything was normal in the hall, and there was nothing.
Different situation before.
Many people along the way felt a little strange that so many people were lining up to run to the hall, but under Voldemort's rule, there were many strange things. If you want to live well, you must learn not to meddle in other people's business, so there is no such thing.
One person stood up and asked what they did.
The hall is a little darker than when Ryan was there before. It used to be a golden fountain in the center, projecting little spots of light on the shiny wooden floor and walls. But now, a huge black stone statue occupies the center. In this giant stone statue
At the top of the statue, a witch and a wizard sat on ornately carved thrones, overlooking the entire hall. Engraved at the bottom of the stone statue were several one-foot-high characters: Magic is power.
"Voldemort is such an honest man, he dared to directly engrave such a truth on stone." Ryan thought after reading these words. "But from this point, it can also be seen that Voldemort is not a qualified Dark Lord. He is really
The Dark Lord should be like Grindelwald, even if he does evil things, he still needs to use lofty slogans like overturning the unreasonable secrecy law to win over people's hearts."
While thinking about these things, Ryan was not idle. Under the greetings of him and Hermione, these Muggle-born wizards got into the fireplace in an orderly manner and disappeared one by one. The wizards from the Ministry of Magic stood hesitantly.
On the side, some looked confused, some were frightened and dissatisfied, but seeing that Ryan and his group were large in number and organized, they just watched.
After 2/3 of the people successfully passed through the fireplace and left, there was finally a commotion in the hall. Several beaters in gray uniforms touched a metal button on the collar at the same time, then their expressions changed and they raised their wands towards the fireplace.
He was running over here, shouting as he ran, "Stop them, they are Mudbloods who escaped from the court, and they just killed Abbott, the director of the Muggle-born Registration Board."
"Wow--" Different from what these thugs imagined, the group of wizards who were still surrounding did not pounce directly to catch the mudbloods as they imagined, but screamed and ran away, even if
The wizard who was there just now shouting insults at the Mudbloods was no exception.
"A bunch of idiots." Ryan complained in his heart. If this group of thugs just said that they were hemp wizards and escaped, there would probably be many people coming to hinder Ryan's actions. In that case, even if these ordinary wizards are not strong, they can still
It creates a lot of trouble.
But now the group of thugs directly shouted that this group of people could kill Abbott, the director of the Muggle-born Registration Committee in court. This news was too exciting for this group of ordinary people working in the Ministry of Magic.
It is okay to deal with those fugitive Muggle wizards that they usually look down on, but if it is the kind of powerful and cruel wizard who directly kills the director of the Muggle-born Registration Committee in court, forget it.
After seeing that the staff in front did not stop the group of hemp wizards as expected, the group of beaters had to speed up. But they soon stopped, because at this time, neither their own shadows nor the wooden floor
They are all doing their best to hinder their progress.
"Keep running, don't stop." Ryan shouted loudly to the dazed hemp wizards, and then waved his wand to cause wooden thorns to appear one after another on the smooth wooden floor and attack the attackers.
And Hermione was also controlling the shadows of these people to turn into claws or ropes to hinder their progress.
After seeing this, several strikers began to release various magic spells at Ryan and the others. After dodging a life-killing curse, Ryan released a finger of death with his backhand and killed the guy who blocked the way.
After seeing their companions being killed, the other strikers involuntarily slowed down, and the spells they hit were also much sparser. This made the remaining hemp wizards calm down, and they bent over and trotted around in sequence.
They retreated according to the plan. 15 seconds later, all eight remaining hemp wizards successfully retreated along the fireplace.
Just after the last hemp wizard left, a middle-aged wizard wearing a gorgeous and flowing robe inlaid with gold ran over from the direction of the elevator. Unfortunately, his gloomy, slightly cruel face was different from the
His gorgeous clothes didn't match.
"Catch those two little guys, don't let them escape." The gloomy-looking wizard shouted in a sharp voice. "Otherwise, none of you will be able to escape the punishment of the Dark Lord today. Of course, if you can catch or
If you kill them, the Dark Lord will also give you enough rewards."
"The prerequisite is that they can survive until that time." Ryan also shouted with a loud voice. "Besides, even Voldemort can't kill them all. Of course I can't, but whoever rushes in front will
You can still do it no matter who you kill."
After saying that, Ryan shot out another finger of death. The striker at the front was directly hit in the face by the green light and fell to the sky. Behind him, a wooden thorn came out of the floor and pierced directly.
The back of his head emerged from the frame of his left eye.
After seeing this, the morale of all the attackers who were chasing after them, which had just been boosted by rewards and intimidation, immediately withered away as if a bucket of cold water was poured on them. No matter how encouraged the gloomy wizard was,
Intimidation and even the Cruciatus Curse hit one person. The others still stayed where they were and hesitated.
"It seems that even if you occupy the Ministry of Magic, you still can't wash away the smell of rats in the sewers." Ryan sneered loudly when he saw this scene, then raised his wand and shot at the large statue in the hall.
A pink spell.
After being hit by the curse, the statue quickly collapsed as if it were made of sand. In the billowing smoke of the statue's collapse, Ryan pulled Hermione and Rose Crystal into the fireplace. After spinning for a few seconds, they
Squirted out of a toilet bowl.
"How much wizards love toilets." Ryan complained. When Hogwarts was renovated, the Gaunt family hid the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets in the toilet, and the Ministry of Magic also hid the entrance in the toilet.
"Is that because the toilet is well hidden and no one will pay attention to what is going on in the next cubicle?" Hermione shrugged, and then listened nervously to what was going on around her.
According to the plan, they planned to make another ambush here. On the one hand, they would try to eliminate the opponent's effective forces, and on the other hand, they would create enough chaos to help the hemp wizards run farther.