Chapter 532: Kingsley’s Lucky Day

Chapter 532 Kingsley’s Lucky Day

As Mike lay unconscious in the lava pit, the blazing sun hanging high in the sky began to gradually collapse, and the dazzling light gradually dissipated. Dumbledore's body, which had basically returned to normal, also quickly shriveled up. His face even became older than before, and he finally staggered and fell from the sky.

Seeing that Dumbledore was about to fall to the ground and become a puddle of flesh, Snape's tall figure suddenly appeared. He pointed his wand in the distance and Dumbledore's descent speed suddenly slowed down, and he fell to the ground as lightly as a leaf.

"Thank you, Severus."

Dumbledore spoke slowly, looking extremely weak at this moment.

Snape did not speak, but took out a bottle of black-green potion from his waist and poured it into Dumbledore's mouth, then walked towards the lava pit where Mike was holding his wand.

"Ahem, wait..." Dumbledore shouted at Snape's back, "Severus! What are you going to do?"

"Do what I have to do."

Snape said without looking back, the wand in his hand still flashed a light green light and pointed at Mike.

"Stop! Severus! You can't do this?"

"No, of course I can." Snape raised his eyebrows and said, "Avada Kedavra!"

The green light flashed away, but at this moment, a flash of red light flew out of Dumbledore's hand, stopped directly in front of Mike, and smashed the Death Curse.

"Why?" Snape roared, "Voldemort is dead! Now as long as he dies, everything will be over!"

"It's not our turn to judge Mike yet! Give him to the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic will deal with him!"

Dumbledore gasped and said, the red light just now was the only magic power he had left, and now he can be said to have run out of fuel.

Snape looked at Dumbledore's cloudy eyes, the wand in his hand trembled slightly, and struggled for a long time before finally putting it down.

Seeing this, Dumbledore finally breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands lightly, and a ball of fire suddenly burst out in the air. Along with a pleasant song, the phoenix Foxy jumped out of the flames and landed on Dumbledore. Bullido rubbed his dry cheek affectionately.

Dumbledore whispered something to it, and Foxy disappeared. When it reappeared from the flames a long time later, there was a dark figure behind it.

"Dumbledore? What are you..."

As soon as Kingsley landed on the ground and saw the messy scene around him, he was stunned for a moment. In the series of battles just now, this land had suffered too much that it should not have endured. At this moment, it was completely a scene of doomsday.

But after seeing Dumbledore, he hurriedly came to Dumbledore and asked with concern. But at this time, Dumbledore was so weak that he could hardly speak. He could only point to the side with difficulty. of deep pit.

Kingsley turned around and saw that in a large expanse of semi-solidified black-red magma, Mike was lying alone and quietly on a gray rock.

"Merlin's beard!"

The hairs all over Kingsley's body stood up, and the wand hidden in his sleeve appeared in his hand almost instantly.

During their internal meeting at the Ministry of Magic, they had found out about Mike's background and strength, and determined that Mike was the source of various disputes in society during this period.

Such a dangerous person suddenly appeared in front of him, which made Kingsley's legs weak.

"Trash! He has fainted!"

Snape, who was not far away, was sarcastically sarcastic. He disliked officials from the Ministry of Magic like Kingsley the most, because in a sense, they were actually the same type of people as Voldemort, and they were all cannibals. monster!

It's just that the two methods of eating people are different. One is to wolf down the food in a messy manner, while the other is to taste it carefully and pay attention to a long and steady stream.

But Kingsley didn't care at all about Snape's taunting. At this moment, all his attention was on Mike.

And after it was confirmed that Mike had really lost his self-awareness, Kingsley felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart!

Kingsley is not a fool. Based on the situation here, he has roughly analyzed the whole story. It was probably Dumbledore who forcibly subdued Mike and wanted to use him as a bargaining chip to increase his own value.

This is what they agreed on from the very beginning.

Kingsley joined the Order of the Phoenix as the Order's eyeliner and mouthpiece within the Ministry of Magic, while Dumbledore used his connections and methods to help Kingsley get promoted as quickly as possible.

And now that Mike is the person that the Ministry of Magic wants to arrest most, let alone how much contribution he has made.

In the current situation where Scrimgeour's majesty has been almost completely lost due to recent time, as long as Kingsley can capture McTownley alive, then he will not be unable to compete even as a real minister, let alone an acting minister. one time.

"Dumbledore, this...is this?"

Kingsley said tremblingly.

The surprise came so quickly that he still didn't react.

"Mike will be left to you. He should be punished for what he did wrong." Dumbledore struggled and said, "There is another thing. Voldemort... he is also dead."

Kingsley jumped up with excitement!

With Mike Townley arrested and Voldemort dead, the entire Ministry of Magic in the United States will return to its original peaceful and stable state. Kingsley feels that today is his lucky day!

At this moment, he was looking at Dumbledore's shriveled and terrifying skeleton-like face, and he found it pleasing to his eyes.

He really didn't expect that Dumbledore, an old guy who usually kept silent, could still retain such a strong power.

But looking at Dumbledore's current appearance, he must have been seriously injured after solving two big troubles at the same time. He is probably not going to die soon.

But this is a good thing!

You must know that Dumbledore's prestige in the Ministry of Magic of China and even the entire European wizarding world has reached an almost exaggerated level. This is quite detrimental to the Minister of Magic, because Dumbledore is like a handle hanging on them. The Sword of Damocles above his head would suddenly fall down and kill them on the spot if they did anything a little out of line.

Didn’t you see that Minister Fudge was almost driven crazy before?

And now that Dumbledore is dying soon, doesn't this mean that when he becomes the Minister of Magic in the future, there will be no constraints at all?

Kingsley smiled so hard that he almost couldn't see his eyes.

But at this moment, I heard Dumbledore continue:

"It was Mike who killed Voldemort. I just missed it. Regarding this matter, I hope you can report it truthfully and credit it on Mike's head to offset the losses he caused."

The smile on Kingsley's face froze, and Snape's brows furrowed in the distance.

"This..." Kingsley hesitated, "Isn't this not good?"

"That's it, Kingsley, I'm tired." Dumbledore closed his eyes, "I hope this will save him from the death penalty."

…

Half an hour later, Kingsley walked out of the official fireplace in the Ministry of Magic Hall carrying a huge stone coffin.

At this moment, a large number of Aurors gathered in the hall of the Ministry of Magic. These people were sent to guard the hall to prevent the farce that had been staged in the hall from happening again.

Almost everyone who comes to the Ministry of Magic must go through their strict inspections, of course, officials like Kingsley are exceptions.

The moment they saw Kingsley, the Aurors gathered around the fireplace moved out of the way without any hesitation.

But Kingsley did not go to his office as usual, but nodded to them, and then carefully placed the sarcophagus behind him on the ground.

This special move attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. They saw that it was a very rough coffin, with a dark black surface. Not only was it uneven, it even continued to emit a strong smell of sulfur.

This makes it look as if it was created out of magma not long ago.

But the most eye-catching thing is the dense ancient magic text on it. These magic words are closely connected to each other, and there is a light blue light shining on it, which is very mysterious.

And while everyone was observing the sarcophagus, they saw Kingsley exhaling a deep breath and shouting to the Auror squad leader nearest him:

"Go and inform Mr. Minister that I captured Mike Townley alive!"

The Auror squad leader raised his head and looked at Kingsley in a daze, as if he still didn't understand what happened. It wasn't until Kingsley repeated his words that he suddenly woke up and started rolling and crawling. He ran towards the magic elevator.

At this time, everyone in the hall had also exploded.

Everyone crowded around Kingsley, crying or laughing, and from time to time there were a few screams coming from the crowd.

This period of time was also a torment for them Aurors, but now, everything is over.

Kingsley just leaned against the sarcophagus quietly, with a smile on his face, enjoying his honor at this moment indifferently. If possible, he really hoped that this moment would last forever.

Of course, this is impossible.

With the Auror captain running with all his strength, Scrimgeour quickly walked out of the elevator with a group of Ministry of Magic officials.

With his appearance, the originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent. Everyone made way for Scrimgeour to quickly arrive in front of the sarcophagus.

"Mr. Minister, here..."

Kingsley smiled and patted the sarcophagus. He was about to say something but saw that Scrimgeour had no intention of paying attention to him at all. He stretched out his wand and waved it violently, and saw that the lid on the top of the sarcophagus was lifted. It was cut open, revealing Mike, which was wrapped in layers of light bands.

The expressionless Scrimgeour swallowed hard, first checked the light strip on Mike's body, and then slowly stretched his trembling hand under Mike's nose, and then violently as if he was electrocuted. The ground was withdrawn.

"how did you do it?"

Scrimgeour looked at Kingsley in disbelief, but Kingsley replied indifferently:

"Ha! Do you think I'm weak?"

Kingsley folded his arms, raised his head slightly, and pointed his nostrils at Scrimgeour. He expected to see some expressions on Scrimgeour's face that dared not speak but dared to be angry.

This has always been a dream of his, and in the past he only dared to think about it, but now the situation is different. After capturing Mike Townley alive, he believes that he is qualified to complete this matter.

However, it was obvious that he still underestimated Scrimgeour's fiery temper.

"Let me ask you! How did you do it? Was it Dumbledore? He did it, right?"

Scrimgeour roared. Under this extreme anger, the rough skin on his face began to turn red quickly, and his fluffy brown hair stood on end, making him look like a lion!

Under the coercion of this terrifying momentum, Kingsley gave up decisively.

He swallowed and stammered:

"No...no, he fought with Voldemort and was seriously injured after killing Voldemort, so I was able to catch him."

"You mean Voldemort was killed by him?"

"Yes, it is."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar. Many people around them covered their mouths in disbelief. They really couldn't imagine that the dark cloud that had been hanging over their heads for such a long time actually said no at this moment. It’s gone!

Scrimgeour soon felt something was wrong. Voldemort could die, but he must not die at the hands of Mike Townley.

This will further exaggerate his influence. Almost everyone who has been harmed by Voldemort and Death Eaters will instinctively tend to him. This can be seen from Harry Potter.

But Mike Townley is not Harry Potter!

If he was given the same status and treatment as Harry Potter, let alone executing him directly to end all this chaos, even trying him would become extremely difficult.

Thinking of this, Scrimgeour instinctively wanted to call on the Aurors to control everyone present. You must know that in addition to the Aurors gathered in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, there were also other ordinary people who came to the Ministry of Magic to handle matters. Wizards, these people will reveal the news if they are not sure.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw several witches in formal clothes and thin veils disappearing into the fireplace.

These two women, Scrimgeour, knew each other. They were both members of the resistance group "Daughters of the Union" and had just discussed with him about improving the status of witches.

The most terrible thing is that they themselves are of noble birth, and they are not familiar with the twists and turns of the upper-class game!

It is conceivable that the news that Voldemort was killed by Mike Townley will soon be learned by the Daily Prophet and other media, and the Ministry of Magic cannot suppress such big news that can shock the world!

This means that this matter is irreversible!

Scrimgeour's face instantly fell, and he glared at Kingsley fiercely. If Kingsley hadn't chosen to disclose this matter in public, things wouldn't have been so difficult at all!

Then he snorted coldly and walked towards the magic elevator with Mike, who was firmly bound, and a group of Aurors!