The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"He's a monster"!

Accompanied by horrified shouts, people still in the auditorium swarmed toward the door.

These usually sanctimonious employees of the Ministry of Magic were running towards the door using their hands and feet at this moment.

"Ah, follow the rules, Aurors, don't cheat."

The flames condensed into a tentacle and slammed down hard. A group of Edenian Aurors crowded at the door suddenly screamed and fell down. They struggled underground and turned into ashes in a short while.

"As long as you really want to join me, you will not die, but why do you just want to escape?"

Zhang Qi had a distressed look on his face. Several Aurors in front of him who were trying to attack him suddenly fell to their knees and then tightly clamped their necks.

"Oh, Assistant Umbridge, I didn't expect us to meet again so early."

Zhang Qi slowly walked to the edge of the fire ring, looked at Umbridge who had fallen to the ground and was twitching with fear, and smiled very friendly.

"what"!

With a scream, Umbridge's pants became visibly wet, and the pink fabric turned into an earthy yellow color.

"Tsk, that's disgusting. I thought you were usually so stern, but you could be a little tougher this time."

Zhang Qi glanced at the stain on the ground, with an obvious expression of disgust on his face.

"I vaguely remember that you were very high-spirited at that time. You walked around the school hall every day, preaching your bullshit rules and being domineering, just to unleash your desire for power on these children."

"But now, you are lying on the ground like a dead dog in front of me. You don't even have the guts to ask for my forgiveness."

There is no emotion in Zhang Qi's eyes, as if the pink toad in front of you is just a corpse.

"nausea".

Zhang Qi squeezed out a cold snort from his nose, then raised his right hand and shook it hard!

"puff"!

With a sound like a balloon bursting, Umbridge was squeezed into a ball under the weight of the expanding field.

Blood and bones pierced the skin and spread over her twisted body, like a strange picture.

"Oh, the noisy things have completely said goodbye to us. Now the students can go to class quietly."

Zhang Qi waved his hand as if throwing away garbage, and Umbridge, who was twisted into a blur of organic matter, was suddenly stuck on the porch nearby.

"As for you Fudge."

Zhang Qi grinned, then gently raised his right hand and put his index finger on his lips.

"Don't speak yet, it's not your turn yet."

"what"!

Fudge let out a shrill scream, and he struggled to hold on to the castle door, but it didn't move at all.

"Mr. Hilbert, he has gone crazy."

Dumbledore glanced at the former Minister of Magic with some pity. At this time, Fudge had collapsed on the ground, twitching, rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth.

"What a pity. He went crazy after being frightened for a while. I originally wanted to torture him for a while longer."

Zhang Qi shook his head with regret.

"Mr. Dumbledore, maybe it's time for us to say goodbye."

"Kid, you really shouldn't be like this."

Dumbledore glanced around the piles of ashes and several vague lumps of rotten flesh in the auditorium, his eyes full of remorse.

"But what can I do? They want to kill me, and I don't want to kill them. They asked for it."

Zhang Qi put the wand back into his arms, then took out a small box from the suitcase and opened it in his hand.

"I think we will meet again soon, Headmaster Dumbledore. It shouldn't be too long."

Zhang Qi blinked at the old man who seemed to be more than 10 years older, and then grabbed his lover's hand while grabbing the contents of the box with his right hand.

"Snapped"!

With a crackling sound, the two people spun and disappeared into the air, leaving only an iron box hitting the ground with a clang.

"He ran away"?

After a while, Scrimgeour dared to ask Dumbledore cautiously.

"It's not about running away, it's about leaving in style after humiliating all of us."

Dumbledore corrected Scrimgeour's thoughts, then walked over gently and picked up the box.

"Ah, damn, that piece of Nagini's soul was taken away by him."

Dumbledore frowned and finally placed the empty box on the table nearby.

"Minister Fudge? Minister Fudge"?

Several Ministry of Magic employees at the center kept shaking Fudge's shoulders, but the Minister of Magic was still foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

"Connelly has gone crazy under this stimulation. If I were you, Scrimgeour, I would consider running for the next Minister of Magic."

Dumbledore walked over and patted Scrimgeour on the shoulder earnestly.

"Dumbledore, I want to catch that child because he has offended the dignity of the Ministry of Magic"!

After Scrimgeour was silent for a moment, he waved to his men.

"Go investigate."

"Yes"!

"How do you feel? Director Picquery? You successfully killed all your men, and the reason why you are still alive is just because that child didn't bother to do anything to you."

Dumbledore ignored Scrimgeour's actions, but slowly walked towards Picquery, who was still in a daze.

"The actions of the Magical Congress of the United States of Edenia disgust me. You are not welcome in this castle. Please pack up the bodies of your subordinates immediately and get out of here!"

Dumbledore said to Picquery with a stern face, then shook his sleeves and walked to Harry's body.

"Severus, Minerva, and Miss Granger, come to my office. We need to discuss Mr. Potter's funeral."

"How could he kill Harry"!

Snape was now completely panicked. He couldn't believe what he had just seen.

Although Zhang Qi said that his behavior was unpredictable, Snape knew that this child was actually a very kind person, so he couldn't believe that he had killed his classmate just now!

"why why"!

Hermione sobbed all the way up the stairs, feeling filled with remorse.

"I don't think you need to blame yourself for this, Miss Granger. Mr. Zirol is a very kind man. He would never take the initiative to hurt his friends."

After entering the principal's office, Dumbledore gently laid the breathless Harry flat on the ground.

"Cough cough cough"!

The moment Harry's body was placed on the ground, the completely dead body suddenly curled up into a ball, and then coughed violently.

"what"!

Hermione was startled by the sudden cough and let out a muffled scream.

"Look, let's just say Harry is still alive".

Dumbledore looked at Harry, who was slowly sitting up on the ground, still looking confused, and sighed softly.

"Now, I can confirm that the last soul fragment is in that child."