Chapter 519： what are you waiting for? (Happy Mid-autumn Festival)

On the smoggy island, Voldemort stared at the wizard commander of the Magic State Council with a gloomy expression.

"Do you really think that dragging will be useful, or do you really think that someone in Dumbledore will be so stupid that he hasn't reacted for so long and can't find it here?"

The commander looked at him blankly, and he was not at all afraid of the dark lord who was notorious in Europe.

A strong point relies on extreme theory, cholera is a small terrorist in the British magical world.

Although the mold country wizards are not as profound as the British magical world, the number of mold country wizards is far more than that of the British wizards.

There is a sufficient number of foundations, which has also led to the production of geniuses of mold country wizards.

Perhaps no wizard of the highest level has been born to achieve such achievements as Voldemort Dumbledore and Greenward.

But the strength of their magic world is definitely stronger than any Ministry of Magic in Europe in terms of overall performance.

And it wasn't Voldemort himself who was in front of him now.

The commander knew very well that the noseless monster in front of him was just one of Voldemort's remnants.

Even if Voldemort himself came, he would not feel that strong, not to mention the remnant soul that was gesticulating in front of him.

"Even if Dumbledore knows, so what, can he find this place?"

The commander sneered.

"According to Master Piquili's plan, no one can save the boy today."

In fact, the commander did not tell the truth, the real order Piqueley gave them was to kill Lynn at any cost.

All losses and responsibilities in the process will be borne by her.

If all the moldy country wizards are really teleported to the fortress created by Lynn, he can also be killed by a hard pile of human tactics.

But the commander couldn't believe what Piquili said.

The batch of Aurors that had been damaged before, although not going to hurt the Magic State Magic Congress, it did hurt them.

In particular, the security chief died tragically in front of the congress hall.

This made the members of Congress extremely angry, after confirming the decision to kill Lynn.

The task of cooperating with Voldemort to trap Lynn was entrusted to the commander.

Piqueley's order to the commander was at all costs, but the members of Congress told him that they would try their best to resolve or arrest Lynn.

The commander has been in a high position for many years, and of course he can figure out the meaning of these two words.

As a descendant of the once moldy magical congress and the greatest chairman of the Congress, Piqueli has always valued the glory of the Congress more than his own.

But for most wizards, their concept of family and country is actually very weak, and even the concept of whether there is a country in the magical world is still two different things.

After all, institutions such as the so-called British Magic Government and the Magic Congress of the Mold Country are mainly used to facilitate the lives of wizards and maintain social order.

Due to Floo fans, Phantom Migration, and the wide application of our door keys in the magic world, there are no restrictions on the actions of wizards around the world.

Coupled with the loose and free characteristics of Westerners themselves, there are very few wizards, and they will have a rural complex.

This is also the reason that basically all magic school education has no patriotic education.

All the Ministry of Magic is also built on the basis of the Muggle country.

Therefore, as the commander of the mold country Auror, he doesn't have much idea about the concept of honor and disgrace of Congress.

He cares more about his own interests.

Even if Piqueley gave him a guarantee, he knew clearly with his political sense.

If the Auror of the Moldy Country Magic Congress suffers heavy casualties here, then the members of the Congress will inevitably find someone to bear this responsibility.

And he is obviously the person most likely to bear the responsibility.

So it is not only for the position under one's butt, but also for the preservation of the vitality of Congress.

From the very beginning, the commander had no intention of breaking the net with Lynn.

He never thought that Lynn had the ability to kill him.

The death of former security chief O'Brien has not been investigated by Congress until now.

The new interim security chief and Auror Commander didn't think it was possible for Lynn to escape.

On this issue, Voldemort had obviously had a different idea than him.

Judging from his decades of experience against Dumbledore, he never believed that things would go so smoothly this time.

Lynn, who was deceived, acted too calmly and seemed to be completely free from the panic of being in a dangerous situation, but as if he had expected it a long time ago.

Hundreds of wizards formed a circle around the steel fortress built by Lynn. As the gray haze around him gradually thickened, Voldemort's uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger.

The waves crashed against the rocks on the shore of the island.

A sound that seemed indistinguishable from a normal ocean wave was silently mixing into this wave.

Voldemort was suddenly shocked, his whole person suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist, rising toward the sky.

The commander of the Magical Congress of Moldy Nation looked at his actions, first was inexplicably stunned, and then he was shocked to find out what was wrong around him.

I don't know when, countless faint figures appeared around the island!

These people silently landed on the island like a ghost with their wands in their hands.

"Enemy attack! Beware!"

The sound reinforcement curse spread his voice to every corner of the island, causing every wizard on the island to divert his attention from the fortress built by Lynn to the outside of the island.

However, by the time they reacted, it was already a little late.

Countless curses of various colors, like the flashing neon lights at night in London's red light district, pierced the smog in the dark night, and launched a bold attack on the wizards of the moldy magical congress.

Before they could react, the vast majority of mold country wizards were spelled assault.

The outermost wizards were hit by spells all fell to the ground.

The wizards who surrounded Lynn at the innermost were also not immune.

[Scepter] It turned into a fortress and suddenly disappeared. The moment Lynn appeared, he held the magic wand high in his hand.

"Avadasuo fate (triple increase)!"

The green streamer permeated the entire island, and the mold country wizards closest to him were almost unprepared, and were immediately affected by the death curse after the spread.

They fell to the ground feebly, foaming at their mouths and their eyes pale.

This kind of spreading spell of life can not make them die, but it can show even better abilities than the coma spell, making these people completely lose their combat effectiveness.

Lynn stared with a smile, and reacted in time to fly into the air with the flying broomstick, evading his curse and the British Aurors who had raided the island, the first attacking magician wizard commander.

"I'm waiting for my people's support, what are you waiting for?"