All things are three at Hogwarts

Chapter 551: Burn them to death (modified, sincere thanks to the alliance leader Liang Liang’s Water

The somewhat silly duel between Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley was judged to be Draco Malfoy's victory by Professor Flitwick. The Weasley twins rushed up and took turns taking part in the competition, but even though they were two years ahead of Draco Malfoy, they were still no match for Draco Malfoy. They only lasted a while longer than Ron before being defeated by Draco. Put down to the ground.

Not only Draco Malfoy, but other exchange students can easily defeat wizards of the same level in Hogwarts. As the former D.A leader, Harry Potter was knocked unconscious by a coma spell cast more quickly by the other party when he faced Zabini.

Seeing their resentful looks, Allen gave them another chance with another group battle. He moved Durmstrang's combat training style over and asked the students to compete in a battle that would no longer be dominated by those The competition was bounded by cumbersome etiquette, and there were many bunkers and obstacles created by using transformation techniques on the field. Now many young wizards who had not planned to leave the game were also interested.

Although only a few selected from Allen's training class and exchange students participated in this competition, they defeated all the dozen or so little wizards who came to challenge. It’s not just how powerful their magic power is or how superb their mastery of magic is, it’s all because they are better at using bunkers after being trained in actual combat. The division of labor and purpose of casting spells are clear. The choice of casting spells forms a combination of skills. Of course, the cooperation is also more tacit. .

The young wizards headed by d.a have not received any training in this area. Although they are more numerous and have practiced spell casting skills this semester, they do not cooperate with each other at all. The scene is actually more ugly than the one-on-one situation just now. A one-sided situation.

The stands in Hogwarts were silent, even among the Ravenclaws who had always supported Allen unreservedly and were not members of the training class. Originally, they supported Allen mainly because they trusted Allen. Now the gap between the two sides in the battle is clearly displayed in front of everyone. There is no doubt about the necessity of setting up ancient magic courses. "Ancient Magic" I have to go when classes officially start next semester." This idea took root in the minds of the little wizards.

The previous opponents pursed their lips and watched all this in the stands. Even if they still had different opinions on teaching black magic, at least they had no reason to object to Allen's intention to teach students fighting skills. Cruel The facts are before our eyes. No matter what the reason is, or who is responsible for it, there is indeed something wrong with the education at Hogwarts.

That night, in a narrow alley behind a Muggle post office, several figures suddenly appeared in this relatively remote place. They were all wearing black robes and they were Death Eaters.

At this time, a brown-haired drunkard in the distance obviously noticed what was going on here. He was holding an empty wine bottle and staggering towards them, but before he had a chance to speak, a green light flashed across , the drunkard stiffened and fell to the ground.

"Dirty Muggle drunk." Bellatrix Lestrange licked the corners of her lips.

"Honey, good job." Rudolfs imitated her actions and licked his lips, smiling at her in a flattering way.

Bellatrix Lestrange's response was to turn her own wand into a whip and whip it at Rudolphus. As a result, the other party dodged the whip with a smile. Bellatrix dodged the whip with a smile. Si did not continue to talk to her husband but continued forward, and then came to the door of a courtyard at the end of the alley. After a few people dispersed, they began to quietly cast a spell on the house together. This lasted for a long time. Finally, Bellatrix used a magic spell to open the closed courtyard door.

In the room, Broderick Bode, the mute man of the Department of Mysteries with a sallow complexion, was lying on the bed. He was still frowning in his sleep. He had just received the new treatment obtained by St. Mungo's Hospital from the Umbrella Company yesterday. As for being discharged from the hospital early, he still doesn't know why he went to the prophecy hall in the department to try to touch those prophecy balls. This caused him to fall into the spell trap that protected the prophecy balls. For a long time, he thought he was a teapot.

Suddenly he heard the magic alarm that sounded when the courtyard door was opened by a magic spell. Broderick was awakened in bed. He sat up from the bed and rushed to the window. He rubbed his eyes to adjust to the dim light. He saw several dark figures breaking into the yard.

He squinted his eyes and stared hard at the shadows, trying to take a closer look at them. When he saw the face of the visitor clearly, he took a breath of air, and a chill passed through his body. He only felt that his legs were weak and his knees seemed to be bent. He wanted to leave here as quickly as possible. The better.

"They set up an anti-Apparition circle!" Broderick exclaimed after his attempt to escape by Apparition failed, and then he thought of looking for a hiding place in the room.

But it was too late. With a "pop" sound, the door of his room was roughly kicked open by someone. Broderick tried to attack the opponent with a magic spell, but as soon as he raised the magic spell in his hand, he was hit by the opponent's hand. The magic spell knocked the wand away, and at the same time it was tied tightly with a long black whip.

Then Broderick realized that the other party had no intention of talking to him at all. He could only watch helplessly as Rudolf Lestrange grinned and cast the blazing spell. Regardless of the crackling and popping sounds, Still, the dazzling orange flame instantly occupied his senses.

Broderick opened his eyes wide in horror, watching the fire surround him. He struggled desperately to break free from the shackles of the whip, but the whip wouldn't budge. After realizing that death was inevitable, he finally gave up the struggle and watched numbly as the flames danced across his cabinet, and the flaming wallpaper curled and melted.

"Why?" Broderick asked the last question to the Death Eaters who were turning to leave. In exchange, the mad woman laughed even more crazily, and Rudolfs mocked Lucius Malfoy next to him. : "This idiot didn't realize that you had cast the Soul Imperius Curse before. Lucius, you are too cowardly."

Broderick, who finally figured out the context of the matter, watched the other party leave the room. The corridor leading to the door also began to burn under the other party's wand waved again. He saw the flames jumping from one shelf to another. Even the mirror burned, and Broderick saw his own image reflected in the mirror dark, with countless dancing flames behind it.

The fire spread quickly and filled the entire room. Broderick was choked by the smelly smoke. When the fire snake finally scurried out from the soles of his feet, Broderick's wails suddenly sounded, It gradually weakened again, until there was no sound at all.

Bellatrix Lestrange and others confirmed his death while staying outside the house. Rudolphus, who was laughing at the fire, turned his wand. He seemed to feel that it was not enough and pointed the wand at the house next door. The Muggles' houses were frantically set on fire with spells, and he roared: "Burn them!"

"Rudolphus, stop! I don't want you to use fire just because I don't want to make things worse. This doesn't mean you can use blazing fire at will!" Lucius Malfoy was so panicked that he tried to pull Rudolphs' arm that cast the spell. , but was stopped by Bellatrix on the side, "Lucius, why are you so nervous about a group of Muggles? Coward, that guy Fudge might even publish it in the newspaper that it was these Muggles who caught fire and killed Bode. , let him burn!"