Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 158 6. Anger from Muggles【81100】

"bang bang bang"

Outside the office of the Minister of Magic, with several chaotic gunshots, the door of the office was pushed open.

A corpse that lost half of its head fell on the gorgeous carpet, and the disgusting blood mixed with white liquid made a mess of this precious thing.

Agent Gartler walked into the luxuriously decorated office while changing the magazine for the pistol. Behind him, the agents carrying heavy weapons had already awakened the entire underground floor of the Ministry of Magic.

The British Ministry of Magic is built underground, with a full ten floors, and dozens of offices are responsible for different affairs, so as to manage the British wizarding world.

But the Death Eaters occupying this place are obviously not interested in handling those tedious official duties, so most of them gather on the first basement, the second floor and the sixth floor which controls all the floo networks.

That is also the target of the commando's key attack.

They perfectly carried out Merlin's strategy and hardly fought with the dark wizards.

If the problem is encountered, it is a salvo. If the bullets cannot be solved, grenades and bazookas will be used. If the anti-tank bazooka cannot be solved, the densely fired grenades will be used to destroy people and buildings together.

The space of the Ministry of Magic was blocked from the outside, and the Aurors from the United States did not directly join the battle, but maintained a space-bound enchantment on the surface of London, and were responsible for arresting those dark wizards who escaped from the Ministry of Magic.

Like beasts locked in the Colosseum, they have no other way but to fight to the death.

All in all, it was a grim annihilation operation.

In recent months, the Death Eaters in the British wizarding world never expected that there would be a Muggle army attacking them. After being caught off guard, what awaited them was the tragic fate of being wiped out in this underground castle. .

But as Merlin said, they deserve no mercy at all.

In recent months, more than 200 ordinary people have died at the hands of these lunatics.In other words, this Muggle army originally came here to avenge their compatriots.

Besides, they're noble wizarding lords, and they're not protected by Muggle laws, are they?

"do not come!"

In the minister's office, in front of Agent Gartler, a bearded man in a black plaid suit and blue tie, with long black hair and a wand in his hand, as if terrified Like poor people.

The tip of his wand was shining with light, and he sternly yelled, with a hint of imploring cowardice:

"Let me go! You bloody Muggles! I was forced! I did nothing wrong!"

Agent Gartler took a look at the wand, and behind him, Mrs. Mollie, Mrs. Arthur's wife, swung her wrist and threw a disarming spell on the guy, knocking his wand off.

This kind lady is also a powerful witch. She quickly chanted a spell, and the puppet minister in front of her was trapped by a chain that appeared out of thin air, and her mouth was sealed with magic.

And the next moment, he was pointed at by more than a dozen guns.

The fear of death caused the body of this unusual wizard to freeze in place immediately.

"Don't shoot!"

Mrs. Molly to Agent Gartler:

"Pierce Thicknesse, former Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He was possessed by Voldemort's Imperius Curse...he's not exactly a bad guy."

"But he's not a very nice man either, ma'am."

Agent Gartler stared at the puppet minister in front of him, and said:

"Merlin is the commander of the operation. I haven't received any orders from him to gather the prisoners. The Death Eaters must die, and I lost some of my best fighters just now. I'm in a bad mood now. So you have to stop Me, you better give me a perfect explanation."

"We can use him."

Mrs. Molly looked at the murderous Muggle soldiers around her. She had seen with her own eyes how they ruthlessly killed those Death Eaters with the guns in their hands. This gave her an intuitive understanding of the power these soldiers possessed. understanding.

She sighed, looked at the puppet minister in front of her, and said:

"If you want to sneak into Malfoy Manor, you must carry out the necessary disguise. We have a way to disguise, but we need the assistance of a senior Death Eater."

Agent Gartler looked at the cowardly man in front of him, and he looked at him like he was looking at a prey.

Seconds later, the old agent put away his gun and said to Mrs. Mollie:

"Then as you wish, he belongs to you."

"Let's go to the next place!"

Agent Gartler shouted to the soldiers behind him, and the heavily armed agents followed the officer and left the office, leaving Mrs. Molly here alone.

Mrs. Molly is the mother of the little wizards Ron and Ginny. Her children Bill and George have been attacked by Death Eaters before and injured by it.Mrs. Molly hated Voldemort and his followers very much in her heart.

But today, after she saw the revenge massacre launched by Muggles against wizards, she actually felt a little pity for these dark wizards in her heart.

If the Death Eaters fell into the hands of wizards, they would be judged, most likely imprisoned in a magical prison like Azkaban until they died of old age.

And now, they're in the hands of angry Muggles, with no trial, no imprisonment...

Only death.

This scene is very similar to the witch hunt hundreds of years ago...

But compared to the stupid actions that the Muggles did in the ignorant period that could only be ridiculed by real wizards, now, when the descendants of those ignorant Muggles face the descendants of the wizards, they have already occupied an absolute advantage. Advantage.

Whether it is quantity, or determination, or weapons.

Once a large-scale conflict between the two sides occurs again in the future, how will the wizards who have been self-enclosed for hundreds of years and completely out of touch with the world face the destructive anger of the Muggles?

"Ugh..."

The fat lady sighed worriedly, and she said bitterly to the puppet minister Shinkenis who was restrained in front of her eyes:

"This is what you bastards deserve!"

Ten minutes later, in the office of the Department of Magical Transportation on the sixth basement floor, Mrs. Molly, who was escorting the puppet minister, saw Merlin and his husband again.

In this office full of magic circles, there is still a disgusting smell of blood.

The pale-faced Mr. Arthur is adjusting the control center of the Floo network. He needs to accurately find the coordinates of Malfoy Manor, and then cut off that line when necessary.

"This is Thickness."

Mrs. Molly said to Merlin:

"The Death Eater, who is controlled by the Imperius Curse, is going to enter Malfoy Manor. It's a good disguise to use him."

"Hermione."

Merlin looked at the man whose mouth was gagged. He called Hermione's name. The little witch immediately stepped forward, pulled a hair from the death eater's head, and put it in the hair prepared in advance. In medicine.

She picked up the bottle, shook it twice, and a disgusting smell emerged from the dark brown liquid.

"The compound decoction can make you look like him within an hour."

Hermione pinched her nose and handed the potion to Merlin, she said:

"Even the best wizards can't tell if it's true. But it's a bad thing, and Merlin, Ron and Harry drank it once."

"Yes! It's like rotten goblin urine!"

Ron nodded sharply, and said to Merlin:

"As long as you drink it once, I guarantee that you will never want to drink it a second time in your life."

"Are you really going to do this, Merlin."

Harry looked at Merlin worriedly, and said:

"It's very dangerous to sneak into Malfoy Manor alone, if Voldemort is also there..."

"That couldn't be better."

Merlin shook the strange potion in his hand, and winked at Harry:

"Then we can solve all the troubles at once!"

After speaking, he drank the potion in his hand.

"vomit!"

Merlin retched.

Really, he had never drunk anything so disgusting in his life.

The smell is almost indescribable in words, it's like the concentration of all the malice in the world.

But disgusting as disgusting, this thing is quite useful.

After drinking the potion, Merlin felt his body curl up abruptly, and his height dropped to the same height as Thickness.

And he could feel that the muscles of his face and body were slowly twisting and changing.

That feeling is extremely weird, as if I have become plasticine.

A few minutes later, the change was over, Hermione handed him a mirror, and Merlin looked at himself in the mirror.

A head of black hair scattered behind his head, black eyes, a high nose bridge, and a perfectly groomed beard, completely transformed into the appearance of the puppet minister in front of him.

He flexed his shoulders, and said to Harry and Ron:

"Take off his clothes! Hermione, you go out first."

While the two boys were preparing Merlin's camouflage costumes, Merlin also used a special communication device to contact Fury in North America.

"Fury, I'm going to enter the Death Eater headquarters. Has the application for military assistance been approved?"

"Just passed 10 minutes ago."

Fury replied briefly:

"Five fighter jets are ready to launch precision bombing at any time. I think this is enough to solve the problem. But if you really need it, there is also a 'Brave' class guided missile destroyer belonging to the Royal Navy waiting for orders. Authorized to launch a tactical missile in a critical moment, they are now locating the location of Malfoy Manor."

"It's a good thing it's in the suburbs and not in a densely populated city."

Having said that, Fury stopped, and he said earnestly:

"But Merlin, my suggestion is, if possible, let the aircraft solve the problem. The follow-up processing of the missile launch is very troublesome...As the direct order, you may face a series of reviews."

"No, the noise of the plane's flight may be detected by them. Don't underestimate the methods of wizards."

Merlin said softly:

"Furry, according to the news we have received, the Death Eaters have built a super-large magical defense system in Malfoy Manor. Precision bombing may not kill them. Once they escape, the problem will be very troublesome...Leave We don't have many chances to catch those lunatics, we need to make sure those bastards are completely eliminated!"

Fury was silent for a few seconds, and he asked:

"Merlin, I have a question... Did you have any personal factors mixed up in this operation? Normally, you are not so cruel, at least you will not show your malice so clearly."

Merlin was also silent for a few seconds, and then replied frankly:

"No! It is my duty and mission as a SHIELD agent to completely eliminate the lunatics who challenged the world order. More than 200 innocent people have died, Fury, we must end this tonight!"

Fury on the communicator did not answer immediately. After more than ten seconds, Fury's voice sounded again:

"The application for tactical missile launch has been approved, and they will wait for your order."

"Good luck, Merlin."

After the communication ended, Merlin turned around and put on Thickness's clothes. He said to Mr. Arthur who was standing beside him:

"Wait for my news, and then cut off the Floo network at Malfoy Manor."

The moment before stepping into the burning fireplace, Merlin looked back at the little wizards behind him. He saw worry and tension in the eyes of the little wizards. He said with a smile:

"Don't worry, child, the days of terror will end tonight."

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Malfoy Manor, this is the ancient residence of the Malfoy family, a pure-blood wizard family in the British wizarding world.

It is located on the outskirts of Wiltshire, England, in a valley, very quiet and gorgeous.Well-designed gardens surround it, with fountains and free-roaming white peacocks.

Standing on the balcony, Merlin, who came here from the Floo Network, could clearly see the exquisite black wrought iron gate outside the garden in the dark night. The gate was covered with mist, which was obviously released with some kind of protective effect. of magic.

"Sinknes! You trash!"

A piercing, sharp, somewhat crazy female voice sounded behind him.

Merlin turned around, and saw a woman in a black gothic skirt, with wavy hair and smoky makeup looking at him proudly.

"What are you doing here at this time? And what's the matter with the blood on your body?"

"The Ministry of Magic is under attack."

Merlin said in a weak voice:

"The bastards of the Order of the Phoenix united with the Muggle army. They destroyed the Ministry of Magic with weapons of steel. I escaped desperately."

"Ha! Muggles?"

The crazy woman said disdainfully:

"Are you afraid of Muggles? Are you insane? If the Master hears your cowardly words, he will kill you without hesitation...that's what I want to do now, you stupid, cowardly scum , you are not worthy to follow the great Dark Lord at all."

"Let's talk about these things later!"

Merlin weakly supported the cold railing, and he said to the woman:

"The master will not punish me, because I brought news of Harry Potter! Do you know why we have not been able to find him? Because he is hiding among the Muggles! I saw it with my own eyes, and it was the boy who brought him With Muggle troops storming the Ministry of Magic..."

"Is what you said true?"

A sharp light flashed in the crazy woman's eyes, and she asked:

"Are you sure you read it right?"

"How could I have misread Harry Potter?"

Merlin retorted angrily:

"He's in the Ministry of Magic right now! I put my life on it, Bellatrix. I'm not kidding you, call our masters, and I'll take you to catch him, who thought those stupid Muggles can protect him..."

"Master has other things to do right now."

The woman put her hands on her hips and said in a cold voice:

"I'm in charge here, you follow me to the Ministry of Magic now!"

"Is that so?"

Hearing that Voldemort could not come, Merlin was a little disappointed, but he cheered up and said:

"There are at least 500 Muggle soldiers in the Ministry of Magic. They are fully armed, and there are weapons against us. The companions of the Ministry of Magic have been killed. The two of us are going to die! Call more people, Bellat Ricks, the master's great cause is about to come true, in this dark hour before dawn, no one wants to be the next victim? Right?"

"I mean, even if a sacrifice was necessary, it shouldn't be us..."

Merlin's words made the witch hesitate a bit. After thinking about it, she felt that what the coward in front of her said made sense, so she stretched out her left hand and tapped her wand on the pattern of a skull wrapped around a snake, inviting other Death Eaters.

She stared at Merlin, and she said:

"You'd better not lie to us, Sinix, or the master and I will be very unhappy."

"Do not worry."

Merlin pretended to cover the wound on his chest, coughed lightly, and said in a low voice:

"I will not deceive you about this kind of thing, I will bring you there, and together we will... usher in the future promised by the master."

"Death Eaters will have everything they deserve in the flames that burn everything... I swear!"

(End of this chapter)