Chapter 651
Starr is the same.
"A sufficient crisis can unite people." He took a sip of his drink and said, "Then let me show it to everyone."
"A crisis that could make wizards disappear."
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After the extreme hustle and bustle, there is the silence brought by death.
The castle in the sky almost collapsed, and the origin of magic attracted the attack of technology.
Destructive weapons destroy the wizard's life.
"Barty!"
Old Batty heard a call in his ears, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.
The loud noise caused by the explosion made his ears buzz, and he could only hear vague calls.
He looked up, and all he could see was the mess after the explosion, and the road leading to the fortress was cut off.
Then he looked at Odom who was beside him.
Only half of his beard was left, and more importantly, only half of his hand was left.
The explosion was so sudden that many wizards had no time to react.
The Iron Armor Curse was destroyed in the face of this absolute power, and more than two hundred wizards died.
"This is a Muggle missile. Why is it here?" Odom was horrified.
As a wizard of free America, he knew something about these things.
Those things can destroy a city with just the push of a button.
"Where's Griffith?" Old Barty finally came to his senses and looked towards where Griffith was.
Odom spat and said angrily: "That bastard is dead."
Old Batty got up with difficulty and saw Lippi.
Lippi was closest to Yingge, and the missile was aimed at Yingge, making Lippi the first to die.
Old Buddy looked sad.
Spencers also died. The old man who had invited John to join the Researchers Association was killed by technology.
Aurors were also almost killed or injured in this explosion.
"Help me." Jing Zhang's weak voice came.
She was crushed under the rubble, and two people rushed to help.
“Wingardium Leviosa”
Odom used a floating spell to make the rocks fly, and Old Barty dragged the person out.
Jing Zhang's legs were crushed and she is now unable to walk.
"son."
Old Batty ran out in a hurry and looked across the broken bridge to the other side.
Wave your wand to disapparate and move to the opposite side.
Most of the corpses were inconspicuous, and Old Batty searched frantically.
"No no no no!"
He lost his usual composure and cleared away the collapsed stones.
Odom also came to help, and finally found Barty Jr. under the ruins.
Little Barty was still conscious, and the amulet he was carrying saved his life.
"Father."
Little Barty crawled out of the ruins and just opened his mouth when he was hugged tightly by big hands.
Old Batty said tremblingly: "My son."
His fearful look, which he had never shown before, made little Barty see his father who was once worried about his fall.
Little Barty didn't know where to put his hand, and finally he gently placed it on Old Barty's already stooped back.
The father and son seemed relieved at this moment.
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Chapter 666 Evil, Justice
Crouch and his son are both Slytherins.
Naughtiness and lack of straightforwardness are always written on his face.
Old Batty was proud of his son, but he always kept this pride deep in his heart and never spoke it out.
It is also because of this that in the eyes of little Barty, his father never took him as a pride, which led to the idea of joining the Death Eaters to prove himself.
But this disaster made Old Barty almost lose his son again.
The debt he once owed has not yet been repaid, which frightens him.
The current old Barty is not the best Minister of Magic in a century, nor is he a candidate for the International Federation of Wizards.
He was just a father, a father who was afraid of losing his son.
The father and son reconcile here.
Odom's voice came.
"Hey, there's another one here, give me a hand!"
Odom didn't have one hand to save the person, so he grabbed the person buried under the rubble and dragged him outside.
Barty Sr. and Barty Jr. go over.
They cleared the heavy objects on top and had people dragged out.
"Why does it look familiar?" Odom stared at the rescued man's face.
Suddenly, the rescued person opened his eyes.
Odom was shocked.
"Are you okay?" Odom said to the man whose face was covered in blood.
The other party didn't respond, just looked at himself.
Odom was a little unhappy, and he didn't need to thank himself for saving his life.
He looked around and said: "We need to reorganize personnel rescue and leave first."
As a candidate who can be nominated, Odom is not mediocre.
The attack did not affect the castle in the sky, and the wizards there still didn't know what happened.
"I'll take Ms. Zhang down, Batty...Old Batty, you will bring your son over later."
Odom glanced at the father and son, and said to the rescued person: "Can you still move? Leave with us."
The rescued man's dazed look made people wonder if he had damaged his brain.
Little Barty looked at the other person, and he looked more and more familiar.
Suddenly, the man yelled, "Make magic great again!"
It's Starr, he didn't die, but he didn't intend to live either.
The thing in his hand loosened, it was a button.
"Protego"
Without thinking, Old Barty pointed his wand at Little Barty.
Fire surrounded the area.
Odom had no time to react, and his body had been devoured.
"Father!"
The violent explosion blew little Barty away.
Under the firelight, he saw Old Batty's guilty eyes.
The horrific explosion caused another damage to the Sky Castle.
A rumbling vibration.
Little Barty rolled on the ground more than ten times and almost fainted.
He fell to the ground, just in time to see a dozen falling objects dragging firelight flying towards him from the sky.
One falling particle is a devastating blow that destroys everything.
Without hesitation and enduring his grief, Barty Jr. picked up the wand Old Barty dropped and used Apparition to leave.
Jing Zhang looked at the approaching death, sat up, and straightened her hair.
Three consecutive crashes into the sky castle completely destroyed this place.
The rest, amid the screams of the inhabitants, destroyed the place.
This is a disaster in the history of magic.
Anyone who survived that disaster will never forget it.
That was the day Muggle technology dealt a devastating blow to magic.
The magic that I was so proud of was so fragile.
This disaster made people see the insignificance of magic, the weakness of wizards, and the power of Muggles.
And this disaster is far from over.
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On the east side of the Kingdom of Bhutan, a group of wizards and people dressed as Muggles were silent.
They just watched the explosive signal coming back in silence.
In the void, a golden line was drawn.
Then a passage appeared.
John came out.
He was silent and asked: "Why?"
"The magical society is in decline," the old scholar-like old man said with glasses on his face, "We have to save it."
"Thousands of people were killed by your salvation."
There was endless coldness in John's eyes.
Although he got the position from the general and rushed there, he was still a step late.
The old scholar said: "They don't understand this and the harm caused by Muggles. This is a wake-up call."
His voice stopped abruptly.
The body was shattered by white light.
John didn't lower his wand, but looked at the others.
A young man came out and said: "To make magic great again, my dear second king."
"The birth of a hero is accompanied by the existence of the devil," the young man said. "One body has two sides. Evil needs to be present before there can be justice."
"Only in this way can heroes be born who will lead everyone on the right path."
John knew that these people had no regrets.
They are like martyrs, willing to die for their ideals.
