Chapter 522 If public laws are not enforced, lynching will inevitably be rampant!

Feeling the magic wave coming from behind, Michael was suddenly shocked.

You know, in order to buy himself enough time to activate the Portkey in his hand, the power of the three defensive spells cast by Michael were concentrated in front of him, which was the direction to welcome Scrimgeour and Colum's attacks. And neglected to defend the back.

This made the power of protective magic condensed behind him unable to withstand even an elite Auror-level stun spell!

"Armor protection!"

In desperation, Michael had to interrupt the action of activating the door key in his hand, and instead released an iron armor spell behind him.

Unfortunately, the iron armor spell that Michael temporarily released was obviously no match for the sneak attacker's long-prepared attack.

The whole-body binding spell exploded on the invisible shield, annihilating itself and shattering Michael's iron armor spell.

The crushing curse that followed hit Michael hard on the back, knocking him forward and throwing him to the ground, while his back was under the influence of the crushing curse. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the red heart could even be seen.

"Old Barty? Thank you for your help. You really helped us! Column, confiscate that guy's door key, control his injuries, and don't let him die!"

Scrimgeour glanced at the person who made the move. He was a little surprised why Old Barty appeared in the Floo Network Administration, but he had no time to worry about it. After thanking Old Barty, he gave orders to Colum road.

However, before Colen could take action, Batty Sr. took action again.

Except for the Disillusionment Curse, old Barty appeared in front of everyone with an expressionless face. He had no intention of holding back, so he pointed the wand at Michael's head and shouted softly: "Split into pieces!"

As the edge of the cutting spell shot out of the air, Michael's head exploded, leaving only the headless body and blood on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Ministry of Magic employees screamed and backed away, with horror in their eyes.

Coren was also startled by Old Barty's cruelty. He subconsciously took two steps back and looked at Old Barty in disbelief.

Scrimgeour asked in shock and anger: "Old Barty, what are you doing? He has obviously lost the ability to resist, why did you kill him?!"

As he spoke, Scrimgeour subconsciously raised his wand and pointed it at Old Barty.

Seeing this, Old Barty just smiled and waved his hand, signaling Scrimgeour to put down his wand.

After Scrimgeour finally calmed down his emotions and put down his wand, Old Barty said calmly: "Open Michael's sleeves. I think you should be able to understand everything."

Scrimgeour was stunned when he heard Old Barty's words. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and opened Michael's sleeves as Old Barty said.

Afterwards, Scrimgeour, Colin and the surrounding Ministry of Magic staff all exclaimed.

"The Dark Mark?!"

Scrimgeour stared in disbelief at the Dark Mark that appeared on Michael's arm.

Old Barty nodded, spread his hands and said: "Yes, as you think in your heart, Michael is a Death Eater, and he was instructed by the mysterious man to assassinate the Silent Man in the Department of Mysteries. "

"Otherwise, why would he put aside such a good job to assassinate a silent man who had no grievances against him? To take a step back, how could he have exposed his identity if he hadn't been instructed by the mysterious man? Woolen cloth?"

Old Batty asked rhetorically.

In fact, after following Scrimgeour to the Floo Network Administration, the alchemy detector that Old Barty always carried in his pocket sent an alarm to Old Barty. This was how Old Barty could directly determine that the other party was the Death Eater reasons.

Scrimgeour stood up and said with a frown: "Even so, Michael should be tried by the laws of the Ministry of Magic and sent to Azkaban Prison to spend the rest of his life in accordance with the procedures. As one of the top officials of the Ministry of Magic, I miss you You should understand this."

Hearing this, Old Barty smiled and waved the wand in his hand, and cast a silent ear-blocking spell he learned from Lynn, so that only the two of them could hear their conversation.

"Scrimgeour, you should also know how corrupt the Ministry of Magic is today under the leadership of Fudge. This started from Fudge, the Minister of Magic! Power has been abused, rules have been trampled, and reputation has dropped to the bottom. ...How can you expect that Michael can be tried fairly? Don’t forget, he is still a member of Fudge!”

"Do you think that when Fudge learns that you and I arrested Michael, will he send him to Azkaban because of his status as a Death Eater? Or will he send him to Azkaban because you and I are his political enemies? For the sake of his own face, why should he forcefully suppress this matter and confuse right and wrong without admitting that he is a Death Eater?"

Old Batty asked softly.

Scrimgeour was silent. He had to admit that Old Barty was indeed telling the truth.

But as the director of the Auror Office, he found it difficult to accept that Old Barty had crossed the laws of the Ministry of Magic and executed Michael.

Scrimgeour gritted his teeth and said: "But even so, the punishment that Michael, as a Death Eater, should only accept is to be sent to Azkaban Prison for life, not to be executed! You know, Old Barty, There is no such thing as the death penalty in the British wizarding world today!”

Hearing this, Old Barty chuckled and said: "Shouldn't that be a matter of the Ministry of Magic's laws? Death Eaters have committed heinous crimes, but their final destination is only Azkaban Prison. How can it be fair to wizards who were killed by You-Know-Who and Death Eaters?"

Scrimgeour's expression changed, and he accused: "You are questioning the law, old Barty! Maybe the laws of the Ministry of Magic are not as perfect as you and I think, but what you and I can do is to respect it! You I’m not a kid anymore, you should understand that having faulty rules is much better than having no rules at all!”

After hearing Scrimgeour's words, Old Barty also put away his smile and became serious.

Just listen to him whispering: "You are right, Scrimgeour, we are not children anymore. Then, you should also understand one thing, that is...if public laws are not enforced, lynching will inevitably be rampant!"

"Even if Michael is imprisoned in Azkaban Prison as you wish, the mysterious man can rob the prison once, and he can rob it twice, three times or even more times. Instead of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, it is better to completely eliminate their threat, what do you think? ? Scrimgeour?”

Old Barty looked into Scrimgeour's eyes without hesitation and asked one word at a time. (End of chapter)