Chinese students at Hogwarts

In another place, Morgan and Rockefeller sat on the rooftop of the top floor, where the scenery was picturesque and full of flowers.

The height difference is cleverly used to create running water and fountains. There are sculptures hidden in the jungle, and Venus with a broken arm stares into the distance.

This is like the legendary Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

There were several soft sofas arranged on the only lawn, and Osis, wearing a white robe, was sitting on the edge, shaking his wine glass contentedly.

Morgan put down his phone, tilted his head and smiled disdainfully:

"Umbridge told me to start immediately—"

"Then let's start?"

Rockefeller looked at Osis and asked the church for advice.

Ossis stopped shaking the wine glass. He raised his head and drank the wine in his hand with a cruel smile:

"Of course. If they don't fight, how can we get in? Then let's leave it to Mr. Morgan and Mr. Rockefeller."

Morgan took out his mobile phone and dialed:

"I'm Morgan, let's get started-"

He threw the phone aside and picked up the wine glass. Rockefeller did the same. The three of them clinked their glasses together:

"To a better tomorrow. Cheers!"

A B2 flew across the sky like a ghost, and several pilots in the cockpit quietly controlled the aircraft.

"Sir, are we really going to fire at the Metropolitan Stadium?" A pilot turned off the communication and asked the captain next to him.

The captain nodded: "At least that's the order I received. It is said that a group of extremely vicious criminals gathered there to hold a celebration party."

"Okay—" the pilot shrugged and said regretfully, "I saw the Super Bowl there, and I honestly love MetLife Stadium."

In the Metropolitan Stadium, Zhang Xiao's body began to tremble slightly, and waves of fear hit him like a tide.

His breathing became faster and faster, as if every breath was a struggle, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his palms began to sweat, as if he were holding a ball of cold sweat.

His fingers clenched unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white from excessive exertion.

The fear this time far exceeded Zhang Xiao's experience. He had never experienced this feeling before.

Everything around him became alienated and distant, as if he was the only one left, and a voice in his heart was roaring crazily:

"Run! Run away! If you don't run away, you will die! Run away!"

He opened his mouth, trying to make a sound, but even this movement was so difficult.

This is because the terror brought about by the spiritual sense was too intense, causing the body to briefly freeze. The next second, a gleam of light shone through Zhang Xiao's eyes.

The blazing golden light was like the brilliant morning sun, illuminating most of the venue in an instant.

The audience and others who were singing and dancing in full swing stopped.

"Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Malfoy next to him looked at him curiously, wondering why his little friend suddenly made a golden light.

Under the golden light, the body that had been frozen due to fear recovered again.

"Escape!" As soon as Zhang Xiao said one word, he suddenly raised his head and saw some faint black spots falling rapidly in the mid-air.

With the aid of Dharma Eyes, Zhang Xiao's scalp went numb after just one glance at the spindle-like shape, and he even stopped breathing.

He had seen many pictures of this kind of thing in his previous life, and even often discussed it with his friends on the Internet.

That's an inertial low-drag aerial bomb!

The anti-Muggle magic unleashed by wizards has nothing to do with this action, which is similar to dropping a stone in the air!

The tournament committee rented the stadium, which was originally a Muggle venue. It was impossible to hide the stadium abruptly like Hogwarts or the Leaky Cauldron.

They can only cast some Muggle expulsion spells and the like, which means that the B2 can easily complete it by just pointing at the stadium and pressing the button!

That's too late! not enough time!

The people here are not robots. They can leave immediately just by shouting.

It seems like I have thought a lot, but in fact not even a second has passed.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao had no time to wonder why a bomb fell on his head.

In this flash of lightning, only one decision can be made.

That is to believe in Dumbledore, believe in Optimus Prime of the wizarding world, and believe that he can save the wizarding world again.

He tried his best to shout at Dumbledore, who was looking at him with an inquiring look:

"Super strong iron armor curse!"

Yes, he couldn't even say a few more words. While shouting, Zhang Xiao himself waved the magic wand.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment. He watched Dumbledore's face change from questioning to frowning. He looked at Dumbledore who seemed not to understand what was happening, but still raised his wand. He saw this unprecedented sight. The courage and determination of the greatest wizard.

At this moment, Zhang Xiao raised his power to the limit, and the blazing golden light surged, seemingly becoming a real sun.

Two voices sounded at the same time, resounding throughout the audience.

One is old and the other is young.

【Protego Maxima】

【Protego Maxima】

(Ultimate Iron Armor)

The next second, the brilliant light curtain unfolded like a scroll, and the semicircular protective cover was so beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening explosion sounded, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart.

At the moment of the explosion, a huge air wave rose into the sky along with thick smoke and fire, and the shock wave quickly destroyed everything at the impact point.

Debris flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of dust and burning (this is already the focus of this book, and I dare not describe the explosion scene in detail)

Everyone was shaken by the strong shock wave, and some were even thrown several meters away.

The reverberation of the explosion echoed in their ears, as if countless needles were stinging their eardrums.

Zhang Xiao held the magic wand with both hands, his whole body was trembling, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and increased the power of the Super Iron Armor Spell, and even the veins on his neck bulged due to excessive exertion.

Because at the moment the aerial bomb fell, the more vicious 750-pound cluster bomb also fell, and there were dense explosions.

At the center of the explosion, a huge crater appeared on the ground, and the surrounding land was overturned, as if a hole had been torn open in the earth.

But the two hemispherical light curtains still stood firm in the explosion, like shields that would never break, firmly protecting some wizards.

The bombing seemed to have stopped briefly, but neither Zhang Xiao nor Dumbledore dared to remove the protective spell. No one knew whether there would be a new attack in the next second.

There were all kinds of debris scattered around the crater, and the cries and wailings of wizards could be heard everywhere, making it a mess.

Zhang Xiao's frantically warning spirit temporarily stopped, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. He should be fine.

He looked at Dumbledore, wanting to say something, but his eyes suddenly widened. Not far from Dumbledore, Karkaroff pulled out his wand, with a terrifying expression on his face, and was about to Recite the mantra.

"What are you going to do?" A roar came from beside Dumbledore, and Barty Crouch roared and pulled out his wand faster.

The dazzling magic spell flashed, Karkaroff snorted and flew away far away.

Barty Crouch was breathing heavily, and his neatly combed hair was now scattered in front of his forehead.

"I knew that this damn former Death Eater escaped trial by relying on conspiracy, but now that his master is back.

Karkaroff did not run away like a dog, that is, he once again obtained his master's forgiveness. "

Dumbledore nodded, still holding up his wand, maintaining the range of the protective spell:

"Thank you very much, Barty—"

Dumbledore's expression suddenly became very strange, including confusion, anger, confusion, and sadness. It was an extremely complex emotion.

He suddenly waved his sleeves, and Barty Crouch flew out violently as if he had been hit by a giant dragon, rolling around on the ground several times.

But Crouch laughed strangely and wildly:

"Hahahahahaha!"

Dumbledore lowered his head. There was a snake-shaped dagger stuck in his abdomen. Dark red blood slowly seeped from the wound, and large areas of bright red appeared on the white wizard robe.

His tall body swayed twice, his raised arms dropped weakly, and he staggered back and was about to fall.

In a flash of golden light, Zhang Xiao appeared next to Dumbledore and helped him sit down slowly.

"Professor! Professor Dumbledore——"

Everyone stared blankly at everything in front of them. In a short period of time, too many things happened, and a huge amount of information kept impacting the brain.

Even now they don't understand what happened, and most of them are watching at a loss.

Only a few people reacted. They surrounded Dumbledore, and some raised their wands and pointed them at the Minister of Magic who was slowly getting up from the ground.

But some people are still trying to figure out why Dumbledore attacked Barty Crouch, after all, his stabbing action was too subtle.

It's so secret that many people don't see it.

"Professor, how are you?"

Zhang Xiao's hand flashed with the light of talismans from time to time. He hoped to use those auxiliary talismans to help Dumbledore a little. At the same time, he was still shouting Madam Pomfrey's name.

"It's useless. There is poison given to me by the great Dark Lord. Even Dumbledore cannot resist this strong curse."

Barty wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled proudly. He didn't care at all about the wand pointed at him. He just opened his hands with enjoyment and sniffed the smoke in the air intoxicatedly.

It seems to be tasting people's fears.

At this moment, he is like a planner directing a grand drama, eagerly sharing his thoughts with the audience:

"It is really difficult to bring together the top leaders of the Ministry of Magic and social elites from various countries, but I always have a way.

So the Dark Lord likes me and trusts me - right?

It took a lot of effort for me to promote the Global Fire Cup, and it took a lot of effort to plan the third round. Ah, friends, this is really a difficult thing.

But I succeeded! "

Barty Crouch suddenly raised his wand and shouted fanatically:

"Idiots, feel the fear, kneel down now, offer your loyalty to the great Dark Lord, and maybe you can still survive!

Dumbledore is dead. "

A ray of emerald green light shot straight into the sky, dark clouds rolled in, and a huge dark mark appeared in the sky.

[Reappearance of Corpse Bones]

"So - you are Barty Crouch Jr.?"

Dumbledore suddenly stood up, grasped the handle of the dagger with his slender fingers, gently pulled it out, and threw it to the ground under Barty Crouch's disbelieving gaze.

"Clang!"

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