Chapter 412
"No--"
The hysterical sound of Demon prostrating on the ground cannot stop Cole from slashing the soul butcher knife of the pendant box.
Spirit Realm material constitutes a blade.
Ignoring the protective black magic of the Slytherin pendant box, weirdly sink into the metal shell.
An invisible scream that only the soul can perceive.
Suddenly sounded.
Pain is full of unwilling wailing before death.
next moment.
The illusory soul butcher knife knocked out the soul fragments of Demon prostrating on the ground, and the tumbling black smoke turned into a hideous evil animal.
At the moment the blade broke through the soul fragments, it was devoured by crazy greed.
Patter--
The pendant box fell to the ground.
Roll down to the distance.
Also in this brief moment.
Flood net fireplace, green flames light up one after another.
The Auror who rushed into the Ministry of Magic after receiving the news, and Cornelius Fudge, who took the lead, witnessed the hideous Demon prostrating on the ground in the distance.
Behind Cole, the legendary tool for trial of the wizard illusory shadow.
His complexion changed drastically.
This Minister of Magic, who has been fighting Dumbledore for almost a year, shakes his wrinkled face, lowers his voice, and makes a frightened, unbelievable voice.
"Demon prostrating on the ground?!"
next moment.
The illusory shadow of the mourning candlestick disappeared.
The faint blue, rays of light stinging the wizard's soul, also recede like a tide.
The heavily damaged Demon prostrating on the ground, wailed, turned into a jet of black smoke, and disappeared abruptly.
Even if Cole's actions are fast enough.
Hermione and Luna still fainted, their expressions extremely painful.
Afterwards.
Harry, standing beside Lupin, suddenly softened and fell to the ground.
Under the skin of the boy’s neck, blood vessels bulge.
The expression is very painful.
Suddenly.
He stared at Cole, taunted, "You will always be impossible to beat me, wizard hunter."
The voice fell.
Harry wailed in pain, rolled his body, lying on his back on the ground, as if competing with something evil for control of his body.
When Lu Ping saw this, he was a little at a loss.
Other Aurors also looked at each other in blank dismay.
Many people are ready to come and help.
Cole picked up the pendant box, then walked over, glanced over a group of wizards, who stopped and stopped in the distance.
Condescendingly, looking straight into the eyes of the boy.
The confrontation between will and will.
No one can help Harry Potter except Harry Potter himself.
But for the young wizard.
In a trance, he saw the Death Eater hunter's eyes, as if returning to the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class again.
'The power of the will...'
The scenes of the past, very clearly appeared in his memory.
Until he freezes the fond memories when he was with Ron, Hermione, and the three of them.
Suddenly.
Harry, who was in great pain, smiled.
In this brief moment, he finally understood.
What is true, the power of will.
Just like the hatred and madness of Demon prostrating on the ground.
He survived because of his mother's sacrifice for love, and he was also strong because of the cherishment of friends and relatives.
"It is you who are weak, you never know love and friendship...I feel sad for you..."
The voice fell.
Demon prostrating on the ground wailed, flew out of Harry's soul, and disappeared into the main hall of the Ministry of Magic.
Throw a sentence.
Reverberating for a long time.
"You are an idiot! Harry Potter..."
Except for Lucius Malfoy, who was left with a breath, other Death Eaters Following the retreat of Demon prostrating on the ground, they fled one after another.
This time.
The system hint sound rang in Cole's ears.
'Main line three, completed. '
'demon-hunter, although your attitude towards evil things is very tough, relying on the strength and will of pure crushing, you will hit Demon prostrating on the ground and smash the plot to kill.
But the Harry trio almost died in your hands. '
'Reward: Judgment Secret Art Evolution Branch, Judgment·Death Omen. '
'The special event, the third, the dead end, has been completed. '
'People always like to jump sideways between opposing camps to show their wisdom and rationality, and to serve their own interests loyally.
But as a demon-hunter, you deeply understand a truth.
Take care of the egoism of the Zhongke, and then stay out of it.
Only at the end of the war will be completely liquidated by the victor.
There are no exceptions in the long history of mankind.
Your support for Hogwarts and hatred for Death Eaters, before the arrival of certain death situation, invisibly pave the way to victory. '
'Calculating event dynamic rewards...'
'Reward 1: Soul strength increased slightly; Reward 2: sorcerer imprint·Elemental weaving. '
【Judgment · Omen of Death: Passive skills, using specific media, you can foresee the process and cause of death of someone.
Used with the death compass, you can determine the specific time and place of death before the evil omen arrives.
A third-rate police detective: Wow, didn’t these things just take off for me? ]
[Small increase in soul strength: You can learn new sequence secrets. 】
【sorcerer imprint·Element weaving: Now, you can give full play to your imagination and use the peculiar attributes of element rune.
Make a cup of hot water in the cold winter, or...very intentionally, turn a pot of flour into fragrant bread. ]
The mechanical synthesis sound is over.
Cole glanced at the Slytherin pendant box in his hand.
Although the soul fragment of Demon prostrating on the ground has been lost, the black magic remaining on it is like a devil whispering in the ear.
Trying to control his mind and will.
In the original plot, these black magic that almost caused Harry's trio to break apart, for the demon-hunter who often dealt with devil.
Like a funny clown, hiding in the dark and chattering endlessly.
Use the Hidden Blade to cut the palm of your hand.
Then hold the pendant box tightly.
Under the devastating flames of the blood flame mystery, the black magic that protects soul artifacts is like an oily substance that has been burnt at high temperatures.
A sharp, unpleasant buzzing of all wizard brows tightly knit in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic.
Take out a silk card.
In the fearful eyes of Auror and Cornelius Fudge, he raised his right hand and stretched it out to light it.
Take a deep breath.
Exhale a mouthful of turbid smoke.
The flame goes out.
Release your hand, and the scorched soul artifact falls to the ground.
Cole and Harry looked at each other, stepped, smashed the pendant box, and finally stopped in front of Connelly Fudge.
Spit out smoke and dust on the face of the Minister of Magic who had been completely dumbfounded.
Help him tidy up his collar, frowned, "Lucius Malfoy has been working for Demon prostrating on the ground, but I heard that you have always been very close to him..."
Fuji looked up and looked towards the smiling face of the Death Eater hunter, his eyelids jumped wildly.
Cole patted his right shoulder, his face darkened, and said, “Don’t think that you can get rid of your suspicion if you take the blame and resign.
I look forward to seeing you at the hearing, Old Guy."
This scene is full of threats.
As a picture of the explosive news a day later, it made the front page of the Daily Prophet.
This day.
Harry stood in his dormitory.
He holds a piece of the latest newspaper in his hand.
I have half of my suitcases packed before the holidays.
'mysterious person is really back! Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge resigned! '
'The Death Eater hunter hits the Death Eater and the mysterious person hard! '
'Weizengamo ruled that the hearings against the former Minister of Magic and Death Eaters will be held in...'