Chapter 620 I Have Done Meritorious Service For The Ministry Of Magic, And I Have Shed Blood For The

"You still refuse to tell the truth, do you?" Umbridge had a look of cruel pleasure on her face, and she roughly pulled out her wand, the tip of which almost touched Harry's nose.

"[Crushing Bones]!" She chanted the spell viciously.

Harry felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and his heart hit his ribs violently, as if it was about to burst out of his body.

He gritted his teeth and gathered all his strength to resist the unprecedented pain. He didn't want to wail in front of Umbridge, and didn't want his pain to become the other person's pride. Veins popped up on his forehead, and his sweaty hands tightly grasped the armrests of the chair, trying to keep himself awake and strong.

"You're so naughty, why don't you tell me? Let's see how long you can bear it." Umbridge's voice was cold and cruel. She raised her wand again, the tip of the wand flashing with a dangerous light, "[Heart-breaking]_"

Harry felt a sharp pain welling up from the bottom of his heart, as if countless needles were piercing his body at the same time.

He knew that if Umbridge continued to cast the spell, the consequences would be disastrous.

You may be able to bear the Cruciatus Curse once or twice, but if you are tortured for too long, the pain will be endless, leading to madness or even death.

Neville told him that the other party's parents were tortured to madness by this curse, and they had spent countless painful days and nights in St. Mungo's Hospital. Harry tried his best to contain his fear, but the pain surged over him like a tidal wave and he could no longer remain silent. A series of terrifying and prolonged screams echoed in the attic, as if all the pain was being released.

In these long and short seconds, Harry seemed to have experienced countless years of suffering. His mind was filled with chaotic thoughts and endless pain, as if he had completely forgotten the existence of Levin and Umbridge. He just screamed and struggled, but never gave in.

Until the spell ended, Harry still didn't say a word.

However, Umbridge did not let him go. She planned to utter that terrible curse a third time, causing Harry to completely collapse.

"Dolores." At this moment, Levin's voice suddenly sounded.

Umbridge stood frozen for a few seconds as if struck by lightning, then turned around suddenly. Her face was full of shock and disbelief: "Professor Green, you...why are you in the principal's office?"

Umbridge tried hard to put her usual fake smile on her toad-like face, but at this moment, she found that she could not dispel the fear in her heart. Her smile was stiff and twisted, looking particularly weird.

Levin was still leaning on the chair, with his legs crossed and no intention of putting them down. He stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the secret eye from afar, and the video stopped immediately. He clapped his palms, as if brushing away nonexistent dust, and then quietly grabbed the summons badge with his right hand.

"Dolores," Levin's voice was calm and majestic, "Unfortunately, no one except Aurors has the authority to use these spells. Any wizard who does not have permission to use the Unforgivable Curse on someone will be sentenced to Azka Ban’s imprisonment." "

Umbridge bit his lip and thought about countermeasures in his mind quickly.

She wanted to beg for mercy from the other party, but when she thought about the countless times she had hinted her allegiance to Levin this semester, but was ignored by him, she understood that the other party did not like her at all and did not need her "talent". She knew that begging for mercy was useless.

She wanted to move out her backstage Fudge to threaten Levin, but then she thought of her crime - illegal use of the Unforgivable Curse, and the target was a young wizard. She knew that Anna's faction was as powerful in the Ministry of Magic as Fudge, and Fudge would never defend himself against such a serious crime.

Finally, she turned her eyes to Levin's current posture and empty hands, and made a decision in her mind.

She became cruel, suddenly raised her wand with a ferocious expression, pointed it at Levin, and screamed: [Avada Kedavra!"

In Harry's horrified eyes, a green spell erupted from the tip of Umbridge's wand, which was like a vicious snake, rushing straight towards Levin.

Harry's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He seemed to have seen the scene of Levin lying in a pool of blood.

However, in stark contrast to Harry's fear and sadness, Umbridge had a proud smile on his face. She seemed to have foreseen her victory, the curse was about to hit Levin, and everything would go as she wished.

However, just when her smile appeared, it suddenly froze on her face.

Because the moment the green spell hit Levin, it was like sinking into the sea without causing any waves!

Although Harry was still immersed in severe pain, his eyes widened in shock at this sudden turn of events. He looked at Levin and saw that the other person was still standing there calmly, without even a drop of nosebleed.

"This is impossible! You were obviously hit... No one can defend against the [Death Curse]" Umbridge raised his wand, his voice trembling, and he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

She had temporarily forgotten her original purpose of attacking Levin, and focused on the miracle in front of her.

She couldn't believe what she saw, because in her knowledge, the [Death Curse] had no solution, and no one could resist its power.

"Dolores, it seems you are more incompetent than I thought..." Levin shook his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "If you were a little smarter, you would find that here Half of the people in the principal's office have successfully resisted this curse.

In fact, Levin is immune to Umbridge's [Death Curse] not because of the other party's incompetence. On the contrary, this old woman is somewhat talented in black magic, and the malice in her heart is strong enough. The [Death Curse] she used was indeed fatal.

The reason why Levin stood there unharmed was because he had already applied a powerful layer of protection to himself - the fifth-ring druid spell [anti-death barrier].

This spell does not have the ability to resist physical damage or block ordinary attacks, but its uniqueness and unique and powerful effect can make the recipient completely immune to any form of death spell.

Whether it is an instant death attack, negative energy invasion, or fatal spells such as [Life Curse], [Finger of Death], etc., they will become powerless in front of this layer of barrier.

However, that doesn't mean Levin can rest easy.

When facing a dark magic master of Voldemort's level, even a death-proof barrier may not be able to completely resist his powerful instant death spell.

Facing Umbridge's confusion at this time, Levin certainly would not make the mistakes of many villains. He explained the principles of his moves in public and revealed his secret weapon. He knew very well that

In magical combat, it is equally important to remain mysterious and discreet.

Levin raised his eyes slightly and slowly but firmly grasped the wand in his hand.

Meanwhile, Umbridge has descended into complete madness. She was hysterically casting the [Disarming Curse] on Levin, trying to deprive him of his ability to fight back. However, although Levin seemed defenseless to bear the baptism of red light, his wand was always firmly in his hand.

The next moment, Levin waved his wand, and a red light flew back to Umbridge at lightning speed. With a scream, her eight-inch long birch dragon heart tendon wand suddenly flew out of her hand and fell firmly into Levin's hand.

Umbridge was thrown away and hit the wall heavily. She screamed loudly in pain, the sound was sharp and shrill, like a sow waiting to be slaughtered in its death struggle.

"...You should be lucky, Umbridge." Levin shrugged, a smile appeared on his face, like a devil in Umbridge's eyes, "Because I plan to deal with you through official channels. But this does not mean that I will not do some things to you. A small punishment.”

Umbridge watched helplessly as her wand fell into Levin's hands, feeling an inexplicable fear in her heart.

The next moment, blue-purple sparks appeared in Levin's hands. These sparks jumped and flickered, as if they contained some mysterious power. If Luna were here, she would recognize it as a fire ignited by pure spiritual power.

The blue-purple flame burned along the stick body little by little, making a crackling explosion sound. Umbridge watched helplessly as her wand twisted, deformed, and finally turned into ashes in the flames. Her heart was filled with despair and anger, but she was unable to resist.

At this moment, another fire light came on, but it was in the direction of the fireplace.

As the flames rose, several wizards in combat uniforms emerged from the fireplace one after another. They saluted Levin respectfully, their faces full of awe. Levin nodded, tapping his chin in Umbridge's direction.

A rope flew out from the leading wizard and tied Umbridge tightly.

Looking at the five wizards in combat uniforms, Umbridge thought of Levin Green's power in the Ministry of Magic, and his face suddenly turned pale as paper, and he seemed to have lost all his strength.

She knelt directly on the ground and wanted to beg Levin's forgiveness loudly, but the corners of her mouth twitched a few times and she still failed to make a sound.

It wasn't until he saw the wizards approaching step by step that Umbridge yelled out randomly: "I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and I want to see Fudge: I have made contributions to the Ministry of Magic! I have shed blood for the Minister! I I want to see the minister—"

Apparently, the wizards behind Levin had been mistaken for Aurors by her.

But Umbridge guessed wrong. No matter how much she brought up Fudge, she couldn't impress these people.

After hearing her words, they remained expressionless, paying no attention to her pleas and struggles, and were about to take her away.

Upon seeing this, Umbridge immediately changed his strategy of begging for mercy. She said with a trembling voice: "I was wrong, Master Levin, I really know that I was wrong! I should not have used the Unforgivable Curse! I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly, and I can even hand over all the power of the principal to you. Just ask you Let me go, spare me this time, Professor Green. I can do a lot for you..."

However, Levin gently spread his hands and interrupted her.

"Dolores, you seem to have made a mistake. In fact, I don't care too much about whether you used the Unforgivable Curse." He paused, and his tone suddenly became cold, but you should not insult Hermione in your heart. Mudblood. In this regard, I am very stingy. "

After hearing this, Umbridge's face instantly turned pale. .