I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Chapter 522 519. What are you waiting for? (Happy Mid-autumn Festival)

On the smoky island, Voldemort stared sullenly at the wizard commander of the Magic Congress of the Mold Country.

"Do you really think that procrastination will be useful, or do you really think that Dumbledore and others will be so stupid that they haven't realized it for so long and can't find it here?"

The commander looked at him expressionlessly, he had no fear of the Dark Lord who was notorious in Europe.

A strong point relies on extreme theory, cholera is nothing more than a terrorist in the small British magic world.

Although the background of wizards in the Mold Country is not as deep as that of the British magic world, the number of wizards in the Mold Country is far more than that of the British wizards.

There is a sufficient quantitative basis, which also leads to the fact that there are not a few geniuses produced by wizards in the country.

Perhaps no wizard of the highest level has ever been born that can achieve the achievements of Voldemort, Dumbledore and Grinwald.

But the strength of their magic world is definitely stronger than any Ministry of Magic in Europe in terms of comprehensive performance.

And it wasn't Voldemort himself who was in front of him now.

The commander knew very well that the noseless monster in front of him was just one of Voldemort's remnants.

Even if Voldemort himself came, he would not have such a strong feeling, let alone this remnant soul dictating in front of him.

"Even if Dumbledore knows, so what, can he find this place?"

The commander sneered.

"According to Lord Piqueli's plan, no one can save that boy today."

In fact, the commander was not telling the truth. The real order Piqueli gave them was to kill Lynn at all costs.

All losses and responsibilities incurred in the middle will be borne by her.

If it is true that all the wizards of the bad country are teleported to the fortress created by Lynn, he can be killed with a crowd of people.

But the commander couldn't believe what Picquery said.

The group of Aurors who were injured before, although they would not hurt the Magic Society of the Mold Country, they did hurt them.

Especially when the head of security died tragically in front of the Congress Hall.

This made the members of Congress extremely angry, and after confirming the decision to kill Lynn.

The commander was given the task of trapping Lynn with Voldemort.

Picquely's order to the commander was to do whatever it takes, but the members of Congress told him to do their best to solve or arrest Lynn.

The commander has been in a high position for many years, so of course he can figure out the meaning of their two words.

As a descendant of the greatest congress chairman who used to be the Magic Congress of the United States, Picquery has valued the glory of the Congress more than his own glory since he was a child.

But for most wizards, their concept of family and country is actually very weak, and it is even unclear whether there is such a concept in the magic world.

After all, institutions such as the so-called British Magic Government and the Mold Country Magic Congress are mainly used to facilitate the life of wizards and maintain social order.

Due to the wide application of floo powder, apparition and door keys in the wizarding world, there are no restrictions on the actions of wizards around the world.

Coupled with the loose and free characteristics of Westerners, there are very few wizards who will develop a rural complex.

This is also the reason why basically all magic school education has no patriotic education.

All the Ministry of Magic is also based on the foundation of the Muggle nation.

Therefore, as the commander of the Aurors in the country, he didn't have much thought about the Congress's concept of honor and disgrace.

He cares more about his own interests.

Even with Picquery's reassurance, with his political sense, he knows it all too well.

If the Aurors of the Magic Congress in the Mold Country suffer heavy casualties here again, the members of the Congress will inevitably find someone to take this responsibility.

And he was clearly the one most likely to be responsible.

So it is not only for the position under his buttocks, but also to preserve the vitality of Congress.

From the very beginning, the commander had no intention of fighting Lynn to the death.

He never thought that Lynn had the ability to fight him to the death.

The cause of the death of former security chief O'Brien has not yet been investigated by Congress.

The new interim security director and Auror commander did not think that Lynn had the possibility of escaping.

On this issue, Voldemort obviously had a different idea from him.

Judging from his decades of experience with Dumbledore, he never believed that things would go so smoothly this time.

Lynn, who was tricked over, was too calm and composed, and he didn't seem to panic at all when he was in danger, but he seemed to have expected it.

Hundreds of wizards formed a circle around the steel fortress built by Lynn. As the surrounding gray smog gradually thickened, Voldemort's premonition of uneasiness became more intense.

The waves beat against the rocks on the shore of the island.

A sound that seemed to be indistinguishable from normal ocean waves was quietly mixing into the waves.

Voldemort suddenly realized that his whole body suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, rising towards the sky.

Looking at his actions, the commander of the Moldy Country's Magic Congress was stunned for no reason at first, and then he also noticed something wrong around him in horror.

At some point, countless faint figures appeared around the island!

These people were silent, holding wands in their hands, and landed on the island like ghosts.

"Enemy attack! Be alert!"

The amplifying spell spread his voice to every corner of the island, causing every wizard on the island to shift their attention from the fort that Lynn built to the outside of the island.

However, by the time they realized it, it was already too late.

Countless spells of various colors, like those flashing neon lights in London's red-light district at night, pierced through the smog in the night, and launched a brazen attack on the wizards of the Magic Congress in this bad country.

Before they had time to react, most of the wizards in the Mold Country fell under the surprise spell.

The wizards in the outermost circle were hit by the spell and fell to the ground one after another.

The wizards who surrounded Lynn in the innermost part were also not spared.

[Scepter] turned into a fortress and disappeared suddenly. The moment Lynn appeared, he held his wand high in his hand.

"Avada Kedavra (triple boost)!"

Green streamers pervaded the entire island, and the wizards of the Mold Country who were closest to him were almost defenseless, and were immediately affected by the spread of the Killing Curse.

They fell to the ground weakly, foaming at the mouth, and their eyes turned white.

This kind of life-killing curse spread in a wide range cannot kill them, but it can show an ability better than the stun curse, making these people completely lose their combat effectiveness.

Lynn stared at it with a smile, and reacted in time by flying into the air with the broomstick, avoiding his spell and the British Aurors who raided the island, the wizard commander of the Mold Country who attacked for the first time.

"I'm waiting for my people to support me, what are you waiting for?"

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