v5 Chapter 225： It's time to change the minister

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The eight-year cycle, once it blooms... it releases a splendor that makes people unable to look directly at it.

All the Death Eaters, including Harry, stood there dumbfounded, their minds chaotic.

They looked at William as if they were looking at abnormal humans.

That feeling, even with Voldemort is normal.

Yes, Voldemort does look strange, has no nose, and looks like a flapper.

But so what?

A real little wizard who can't even deal with Peeves;

The fake little wizard, just a magic trick, shattered the terrifying 100-meter cliff;

A real little wizard, watching the Triwizard Tournament at school;

False little wizard, attending Voldemort's rebirth party in the cemetery;

A real little wizard, working hard to prepare for the O.W.L exam;

False little wizard, easy to fight with Voldemort! !

Not to mention Voldemort and Dumbledore in fifth grade, they are just adults, do they have the strength of William?

You started to learn magic from the mother's womb, and you can't have such terrifying power!

In this way, compared with William, Voldemort is really an "ordinary" person, in addition to his shabby appearance.

Voldemort apparently thought so too. He wanted to capture William and explore his secrets.

William chuckled and pointed his wand at the shattered boulder.

Those rubble cracked, but they didn't fall toward the ground. Instead, the rubble and the rubble were implicated by the magic power.

William raised his wrists and twisted his hands. The many rubble that seemed to be about to fall apart instantly regrouped, forming a stone formation that looked like a big circle from a distance.

Between the gravel cracks, there are countless tiny wind blades circulating wildly.

"Give it back to you!"

As William spread his hands suddenly, the mountain smashed towards the Death Eaters.

The gravel is like a meteorite falling from the sky, after the acceleration of the wind blade, the speed is faster!

The Death Eaters in the cemetery all screamed at the same time, and Apparition appeared in the distance to prevent them from being affected by the battle.

Voldemort ignored the rubble and went straight for Harry.

William grabbed Harry and began to Apparate into the distance, changing the battlefield together.

He only touched the ground with his toes, and a black crossbow arrow that was more than ten meters long had already shot insidiously, and the distance between one person and one arrow was less than one meter.

William is quite familiar with this black magic that combines speed and lethality.

Ron alone had used it twice, not to mention Voldemort's time loop.

But compared to Earth Demon, the crossbow arrows in Ron's hands cannot be compared in terms of speed and power.

William's toes turned to a solid ground, and the other kicked Harry's chest, kicking him from an unsightly place to a safe position.

Standing at the front, William did not evade anything, put his fingers together in his right hand, and pushed forward on the wand and wiped it away.

The fast arrow crossbow suddenly "stopped" half a meter away, blasting with a loud roar, and then the tip reduced to a mist and vanished.

The front end of the crossbow arrow is like a lit firecracker, turning into powder little by little, and the vibrations are endless.

The ten-meter-long crossbow arrow was severely damaged, shortened at a speed that the naked eye could reach, and soon consumed most of it.

William's figure remained still, but he seemed to be patiently polished and did not want to be passively beaten again.

He stepped forward with his back foot, also waving his wand, and said softly, "Dark Light Bolt!"

Black mist emerged from the tip of the wand, emitting a dangerous aura.

That piece of black mist turned into a crossbow arrow several meters long, and suddenly rushed out.

Two identical crossbow arrows collided with each other, constantly crushing each other, producing new "arrow tips".

Black smoke began to shoot out in all directions, and the scene was spectacular.

"Stark, you actually attacked me with the black magic I invented?" Voldemort's eyes were red and his teeth gritted.

"This is the magic spell I invented when I was in school and never taught it to anyone!

who taught you? "

"Of course this is what you taught me. You just used it once, and I learned it after reading it once." William laughed arrogantly.

Voldemort's eyes were gloomy, staring at William, trying to tell if he was lying.

Can you learn just by watching it once?

No, not possible! This terrifying ability, even he can't do it!

But... it seems that only this reason can explain the abnormal growth of Stark's strength.

"I can see, Stark, your thirst for power. We're two of a kind."

Voldemort said, "I can teach you things you can't learn from other wizards, not even Dumbledore's magic.

You must have seen how powerful I am. I have gone farther than anyone on the road of conquering death.

I have also advanced the art of magic to an unprecedented level. "

William sneered and wanted to say: I'm sorry, I've been studying with you for eight years.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse." Voldemort continued to bewitched:

"The art of black magic holds the key to greatness, but it has long been neglected by the world, shrouded in the shadow of prejudice.

A wizard who devotes himself to the study of black magic is considered insane.

But I know a lot, and it's not for the dull-witted, it's for geniuses like us. "

Voldemort said softly: "I can help you to avoid many detours on the road of gaining power..."

Voldemort, of course, was not at ease.

If you study too much black magic, you will inevitably fall into darkness. Because a lot of black magic is driven by dark emotions.

If you are too addicted to black magic, the negative emotions will become more and more serious, becoming violent and even cruel.

Moreover, although black magic can release huge energy, practitioners who are not skilled may fall into the risk of damage to the body or even complete destruction.

Just look at Voldemort's face.

When he was young, he was also a handsome guy from eight villages!

Voldemort apparently saw William as a young wizard who was desperate for power.

Just like when he was young.

This kind of young wizard is most likely to fall into the path of chasing power, and sometimes only needs a little temptation.

He hoped that William could study black magic, and once he fell into darkness, he would definitely part ways with Dumbledore.

But William was not a young man, and looking at Voldemort was more like looking at a fool.

Probably because he didn't see the expected desire from William's face, Voldemort was a little embarrassed.

He reached out and grabbed it, cast without a stick, and twisted out a purple light with a killing intent.

William clicked his tongue a few times, stretched out his arm, and shattered the spell. At the same time, with a quick push of his wand, two rays of light came staggered.

Voldemort's body was suddenly suspended in the air, his wand lightly tapped, and his body turned a spinning top, lightly evading the ferocious curse that bred majestic magic power.

Another round of battle, in just ten minutes, where the two people were 100 meters apart, the curse was dazzling, and dozens of crisscrossing ravines appeared, and the Death Eaters were stunned.

Stark actually resisted the waves of attacks from the Dark Lord, and seemed to be fighting back and forth!

They were horrified beyond measure, but after looking at each other, they rationally did not step forward to help.

This is not a fight they can intervene in Let's watch and cheer on the side.

Hmm...with a learning attitude.

Voldemort turned his head suddenly and looked up at the sky, and saw a flame rising in the air, like a fireworks burst.

"Oh, your support is here?" He said with cold eyes and a disdainful tone.

William frowned slightly.

It was true that reinforcements came, but it was not as planned.

His plan was to kill the Death Eaters in one go.

William himself kept Voldemort at bay, those Aurors should have appeared quietly, and then caught the Death Eaters off guard.

As long as the Death Eaters are caught, Voldemort's re-emergence can be delayed.

But now... the reinforcements are too big, for fear that others won't know.

Sure enough, the Death Eaters thought the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic were coming, and they Apparated and ran faster than the reporters.

Voldemort's eyes were complicated, and he was ready to leave.

He said hoarsely, "I'll be back, Stark!

When I come back, death... will come too. "

There was another green light, and the Killing Curse shot at Harry. After William blocked it easily, he did not continue to pursue.

He turned around suddenly and looked into the distance.

After a while, only Sirius and Tonks appeared.

Tonks walked slowly and said with a wry smile: "William, I'm sorry... I screwed up your plan.

Minister Fudge, he... said it was fake news, and the Aurors were not allowed to come here! "

William nodded slowly, just after thinking for a moment, he probably understood what was going on.

He rubbed his fingers on the hilt of the sword at his waist, looked up at the sky, and said softly:

"I was negligent. It seems that it is time to change the minister."

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