Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 420 414. How many soul hall elders did you eat?

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, this is the Fudge that Avery and the others call useless? He is actually so powerful."

The Death Eaters' voices were full of surprise.

The fight between the two was extremely fierce, and ordinary people could not get close to them. Even if the Death Eaters stepped up to help, they would be involved in the magic of the two if they were not careful, and their bodies would be wiped out.

Their battle is no longer on the same level as those of themselves.

It was like two golden saints fighting, and they were just soldiers from the sanctuary waving flags and shouting on the side.

"We want to help the master"

Death Eater Gibbon muttered to himself.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he encountered strong opposition from a fanatical believer like Bella: "Master does not need your help. If you dare to take action without authorization, I will kill you first."

The fierce look in Bella's eyes was not just talk.

While the Death Eaters were arguing over whether to support Voldemort, the battle between Voldemort and 'Fudge' was coming to an end.

The wand in Fudge's hand was broken into two pieces, while Voldemort still held his yew wand.

The outcome seemed decided.

"Hahaha, Master is the strongest."

Bella immediately let out an unpleasant, high-pitched laugh, and with her taking the lead, the other Death Eaters also laughed.

Voldemort pointed his wand at 'Fudge' and also laughed.

It's his superior skills.

'It's a pity that this wand doesn't suit me very well. ’

'Fudge' regretfully looked at the wand with only half left in his hand and threw it away.

This wand belongs to Fudge himself. In Ollivander's words, it is the wand of choice. However, this 'Fudge' is not very compatible with it. His own wand was lost decades ago. Where did it go.

Otherwise, there would still be a fight with Voldemort.

"Your strength is very good, much stronger than my bunch of useless servants. It's a pity that you are about to die."

Voldemort was not in a hurry to kill the opponent, but said it as a winner.

He likes the feeling of victory. If the opponent can crawl at his feet and keep wailing and praying, then it will be perfect whether he kills him or recovers him.

"I probably understand where your limits are."

'Fudge', who had obviously lost, showed no trace of panic or fear on his face, instead showing a smile that showed he had achieved his goal.

He was not originally here to defeat Voldemort.

The words of 'Fudge' made Voldemort feel a little uneasy, so he stopped interrupting the game of 'cat and mouse', and the dark green light illuminated the entire bush.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Voldemort was worried that something would happen again, so he no longer gave the other party a chance to speak, and he killed him very decisively.

Avada has no counter-spell, so she can only resist with a magic spell, and the opponent doesn't even have a wand, so what can she do to resist?

The only ending is death.

However, nothing in this world is absolute.

The next second his pupils shrank sharply, and the extremely familiar and hated black sphere appeared in front of 'Fudge', blocking the fatal dark green light.

Cockroach ball!

However, 'Fudge' summons not only cockroaches, but also many other similar shell-like creatures.

"This spell works really well."

'Fudge' said with emotion, the tip of his right index finger shining with light.

This was the reason why he chose to find Voldemort in the woods. There were particularly many insectoid creatures here.

"Wandless casting!"

Voldemort snorted coldly, a flash of fire flashed from the tip of his wand, and the cockroach ball turned into ashes in an instant.

After struggling with this curse several times in a row, Voldemort has found a way to break it.

When you find the ball appears, just blast it as quickly as possible.

"Do you think you can escape?" The Death Eaters surrounded him with malicious intentions.

Wandless spellcasting is a very high-end spellcasting skill, but the difference between having a wand and not having a wand is huge. Under normal circumstances, it is very rare to be able to exert 50% of one's own power. It is very rare to be able to exert 60% of the basic power. It is a rare existence.

Even holding a magic wand is no match for me, now that I don’t have one anymore

"I'll lend you your wand." 'Fudge' grabbed it casually, and the wand in a Death Eater's hand disappeared and fell into his hand.

Well, now there's the wand again.

A bunch of idiots who don't succeed enough and fail more than they should.

Voldemort thought angrily in his heart.

"It's useless even if you get the wand, you're already surrounded by us."

If it is not your own wand, the power it can exert is also limited. A wand is to a wizard what a Gundam is to a pilot. If you don’t believe it, ask Amuro to use another one. If you ask Aslan to use Zaku, he will be able to use it to his fullest extent. The ability to produce will be greatly reduced.

"Wrong, you are already surrounded by me."

A strange smile appeared on 'Fudge''s face.

His words made the Death Eaters around him laugh.

"Jie Jie Jie hahaha. Are you crazy? Just you?"

To be able to make such an unpleasant laugh, one doesn’t know how many Soul Palace elders the other party has eaten.

"I think Secretary Fudge was talking about us."

The sudden intrusion of a strange voice caused the Death Eaters' laughter to stop abruptly.

I saw countless figures swaying among the trees. At some point, countless Aurors had already reached nearby and surrounded them.

Appeared like a divine weapon from heaven.

The leader made Voldemort's anger surge again.

It's Dumbledore again.

It was obvious that this was a trap, a trap for him.

Voldemort clenched his teeth so angry that his back molars were almost broken.

It's always difficult to fight a 'Fudge', plus a Dumbledore.

Even as arrogant as Voldemort, he doesn't think he can win.

If Dumbledore, an old guy, had been cursed, he could have just stayed in Hogwarts and waited to die. Why did he have to come over and oppose him again and again? If he had known it, he should have used the instant death curse.

Voldemort cast a sinister glance at the approaching Aurors. There were so many Aurors that they were obviously abnormal. Unless the Ministry of Magic expanded its recruitment, there would never be so many wizards.

"The batter batter is here too."

Dolohov, the most knowledgeable among the Death Eaters, said solemnly that he recognized the identities of several of them.

The strikers responsible for catching wizard criminals also joined the ranks of catching Death Eaters. This is undoubtedly a very bad sign.

The entire Ministry of Magic is about to become monolithic, otherwise the two major forces of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement will not be dispatched at the same time.

Voldemort led the Death Eaters on one side, while Dumbledore and Fudge led the Aurors on the other side. Strikers were ambushed in the surrounding trees.

For a time, both sides fell into an eerie calm.

"Tom, get out of here."

Dumbledore said solemnly.

Now is not the time for a decisive battle.