Chapter 523: Slytherin One vs Hundred
After an impassioned speech, Scrimgeour gave the order and led all the elites of the Ministry of Magic to Azkaban.
At the same time, Dumbledore also adjusted his inner emotions and went to Azkaban with the members of the Order of the Phoenix that he could summon in a short time.
Looking at the luxurious lineup, Helga couldn't help but sweat for Salazar.
If it was Salazar in the original world line, he would naturally not be afraid of these people. But now Salazar's condition is also very poor. Can he really withstand the attack of these people?
If he can't win, I hope Salazar can retreat wisely and never resist on the island of Azkaban...
Helga couldn't help but complain in her heart: When fighting Voldemort, why didn't I see you put up such a big battle and come out in full force to fight the Death Eaters to the death?
The reason is very simple. Les was regarded as the "gentleman" in "a gentleman can be deceived by a method". Dumbledore believed that even if he left Hogwarts, Les Lint would not raid Hogwarts, whose defense had declined significantly. More importantly, even if his nest was raided, Les would not retaliate against the teachers and students of Hogwarts. As for staying in Azkaban to fight to the death with the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore felt that Les would not do so.
Les' restrained behavior was regarded as his weakness by the decent wizards.
After Helga understood this, she couldn't help but sweat for the wizards of this world: Do they have any strange misunderstandings about Salazar?
Should the main task today be changed from protecting Salazar's life and safety to letting him kill fewer people? At least let the members of the Order of the Phoenix go, they are really good people.
Soon, Azkaban Island appeared in everyone's sight.
Dozens of wizards from the Ministry of Magic have also arrived, and are now floating outside Azkaban on brooms.
Seeing their hesitation, Professor McGonagall was furious.
"Albus, these Ministry of Magic termites are really, really--" Professor McGonagall tried hard to find the right adjective, but in the end she couldn't say anything.
Because the words she could say were too dirty.
Dumbledore had a blank expression on his face, but just said that he could launch an attack.
He felt that with the current situation, it was likely that he would alert the enemy, which was exactly what Scrimgeour was thinking.
He didn't want to have a head-on conflict with the Dark Lord, but he wanted to recapture Azkaban, so wasn't this the only way?
The Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix marched forward towards Azkaban. The Dementors on the island rose up aggressively, and then were defeated by more than a dozen Patronuses.
As long as the wizards have not forgotten how to cast the Patronus Charm, the Dementors are no match for them.
The Patronus is too restrained against them.
Such smooth progress made the wizards of the Ministry of Magic quite excited.
The Death Eaters that Les Lint had collected before were completely gone, and it was obvious that they had received the news in advance and fled.
This was exactly the good news they wanted to receive.
No one wanted to have a head-on conflict with Les Lint, the new generation of Dark Lord who killed the mysterious man.
After rushing into Azkaban Prison head-on, the wizards of the Ministry of Magic did not encounter any resistance and easily recaptured all floors except the top floor.
They were surprised to find that Azkaban was still performing its prison function, and a group of prisoners were held in the dungeons of the castle.
These prisoners were not wizards who were against Les Lint, but genuine minor criminals who were convicted by the Wizengamot.
The Ministry of Magic was stunned when they saw this group of people. They did not expect that these prisoners had not been recruited by Les Lint.
After a little thought, Scrimgeour decided to continue to detain these prisoners - neither the righteous Ministry of Magic nor the evil Dark Lord had the idea of giving these people freedom.
For both sides, these people are worthless.
After everyone searched most of Azkaban, Scrimgeour gathered people to launch a general attack on the top floor of the castle.
The road to the top floor of the castle was unobstructed, just when almost everyone thought that Les Lint had escaped
"Perhaps you have heard about my origins from my useless subordinates," Les sat calmly on the highest seat in the hall, overlooking the wizards below, "They said I was Salazar Slytherin, I want to explain it now..."
"I am indeed Salazar Slytherin. Even if this body cannot exert my full strength, I am me after all."
When the wizards of the Ministry of Magic heard the name "Salazar Slytherin", a trace of fear rose on their faces involuntarily, but when they heard him admit that he had not yet recovered all his strength, these people all had a little thought.
Surrounded by Aurors, Scrimgeour said loudly: "I don't care if you are Salazar Slytherin or Les Lint. All evil will be brought to justice. Today is your end, Dark Lord!"
After hearing Scrimgeour's words, Les laughed as if he had heard a big joke.
"Who lent you the courage, Dumbledore? Well, I should let you see the ultimate corner of magic..."
With a loud bang, Les' figure disappeared. Just when the wizards of the Ministry of Magic thought he had escaped using Apparition, his figure appeared from behind the crowd, followed by an extremely powerful explosion spell.
The entire Azkaban castle trembled.
Not only was the spell causing the explosion, but there was also a violent explosion under the floor where the wizards were standing.
The wizards who were present when Fudge was killed immediately recalled that a similar explosion had occurred on the ground outside Hogwarts at that time, but the power was smaller.
The wizards of the Ministry of Magic used various means to protect themselves from the explosion. Only a few unlucky people were knocked unconscious by the shock wave of the explosion, and several people vomited blood.
The Ministry of Magic’s team was not seriously injured. It seemed that the big killer move that Rice had carefully prepared did not seem to have any effect.
Just as Scrimgeour was complacent about this, Kingsley’s face became extremely ugly.
He shouted, asking his colleagues to hold their breath, and the air was now filled with unknown potions.
Unfortunately, it was a little too late, and several strikers had already rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground.
The wizards of the Ministry of Magic were hit again!
Rice was shocked and couldn't help but complain, do these people have no memory?
With the "cooperation" of the Ministry of Magic, Rice actually fought against a hundred people alone.
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