People are in the heavens, wealth can rival a country

Chapter 225 I am the Flame!
Having said that, the morale of the Aurors is obviously not very high.

After all, Aurors have never dealt with such a tricky and weird enemy as a magician in their careers.

Battles between wizards and wizards are usually uncomplicated.

See who makes the first move, see who reacts quickly, and see who is more powerful. The most commonly used ones are the Iron Armor Curse, the Disarming Curse, or the Stunning Curse.

Spell confrontation is basically not normal, and the battle usually ends within a few spells. For example, those dark wizards may be proficient in the death curse, but a simple disarm spell can defeat them. They are all adult wizards Well, everyone's magic power will not vary too much. The danger of Auror's work is only that they will be attacked first by the opponent.

But the magician was different. He stood in front of the Aurors, and he didn't even dodge or dodge, but those spells couldn't hit them at all.

The other party didn't seem to care about him at all, and didn't even bother to resist!
After successive attempts at various spells, the spells shot at the magician became more and more sparse, and the Aurors began to expend more energy on casting defensive spells on themselves.

The cheers outside the magic hood became more and more intense, and the minister's face became more and more ugly. He realized that the current behavior of the Aurors was not only useless, but more like a magician's performance, adding The status of the other party in the hearts of wizards.

Damn it, it's clear that the other party is the criminal, but now it seems that the Ministry of Magic is making wedding dresses for the other party's appearance like a bunch of useless clowns.

The situation became dire and the minister realized that this could not go on.

He looked up at the magician who didn't make any movement from the beginning to the end, just stood quietly on the boulder, obviously not paying attention to the attacks of the Aurors, and gritted his teeth.

"Is this the purpose of the other party?"

"Use money to attract everyone, and then prove in front of everyone that the Ministry of Magic can't do anything about him?"

He realized the seriousness of the matter. If the other party really achieved his goal, it would be tantamount to admitting the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic, which would have extremely terrible consequences.

"You can't follow the opponent's plan, you must save the situation."

He raised his hand, stopped the attacks of the Aurors, and shouted: "Magician, stop playing tricks, I have seen through your disguise."

"Your magic that can evade attacks has loopholes. It seems that you are unscathed, but in fact, you can't attack us, right?"

He said these words to the magician rather than to the wizards outside the magic hood.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't just stand there like a coward, not even daring to draw out your own wand—"

He yelled:

"Your clumsy performances don't make any sense. You can't escape. The only end is to be caught by us and be judged by the law!"

The magician standing on the boulder finally moved. He lowered his head, looked down at the head of the Auror Command, and let out a chuckle.

"Today is an important day."

He said slowly: "So, Mr. Auror, although you are very rude to my welcome ceremony, I don't want to start with killing."

His voice was not loud, and he did not use loud spells to amplify his voice. The wizards who were far away outside the magic hood couldn't hear him clearly, so some wizards waved their wands, allowing the magician's voice to echo throughout the plain. .

"I don't want to kill you, I don't want to destroy the Ministry of Magic, even if you define me as a criminal without authorization, even if you call my forgiveness cowardice, even if your stupidity and arrogance will push the magic world into the abyss."

"However, the magic world needs a stable institution. We are running out of time, and we cannot waste time on such trivial matters as reorganizing the Ministry of Magic."

"Nonsense!" The minister sneered, "What you said is just to cover up the guilty conscience that I exposed, don't you want to? No, you just can't!"

"You don't have the ability to know! You can't even resist, so you try to confuse some people to help you."

"Don't dream, I can tell you clearly, no one can come in, and you can't escape."

The magician looked at him quietly, then suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment, his figure appeared on the edge of the magic hood like a ghost.

Da da--

The cane struck the ground with his steps, and the magician passed through the translucent magic cover lightly and without hindrance, and stood outside the barrier.

Those who opposed the magician on the plain were taken aback, while those who supported the magician cheered even more frantically.

The magician turned around, looked at the Aurors inside through the magic hood, and spread his hands.

"It seems that this thing is not as useful as you think, Mr. Auror."

"Not impossible!" The minister's eyes widened suddenly, "What the hell are you? Nothing can pass through this magic!"

Immediately, he jerked up, realizing that this is not the time to chat, and quickly raised his wand, shouting at the Aurors: "Quick! Don't let him escape! Grab him!"

The Aurors hadn't moved yet, but they saw the magician slipping through the magic hood again and walking in again.

So they froze in place.

"Why are you so surprised?"

There was a smile in his tone: "You don't think that I invited so many people here to show everyone how to escape from the Ministry of Magic, so as to damage the reputation of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Do not."

He asked himself and answered: "I never had to run away, nor did I need the Ministry of Magic to lift myself up."

"Put down your wands and let's end this unpleasant episode we've all been waiting for too long."

"This is my last chance for you. If you continue to waste everyone's time, I'm afraid I won't be so friendly."

The Aurors hesitated a little, and even a few Aurors began to put down their wands pointed at the magician.

At this moment, the minister suddenly let out a scream.

"and many more--"

He showed a suddenly realized expression: "I figured it out!"

"Raise your wands, don't be fooled by him!" He shouted excitedly, "He can't do anything, I've already seen through his tricks!"

"No creature can pass through the hood, not even a ghost—"

He pointed at the magician with a sharp tone:

"This is enough to prove that this person did not exist here from the very beginning. What we see is just a phantom, an illusion. It is precisely because of this that he can only use words to induce you to cover up the truth."

"He's trying to scare you with this method. Obviously, he used the same method at the Leaky Cauldron before!"

He concluded with an almost snarling tone.

"This is a liar. I can be sure that his real body is hidden among the crowd. This is also the purpose of him leading everyone here. He wants to hide himself in this way, wants to create chaos and panic, and wants to use this kind of They are trying to deceive everyone and try to subvert the magic world."

The minister's deduction immediately lifted the spirits of the Aurors.

That's right, compared to believing that there is a magic that can be immune to all spells, including the recognized Unforgivable Curse without counter-curse - it's not that the Aurors have tried to cast the death curse on the magician, but they still haven't Effect.

Obviously, a magic that creates illusions is more acceptable to people.

After all, magic that can create illusions is not uncommon. Although there is no fantasy magic that is as real as the magician's show, and even has sound, such magic can obviously be researched.

Almost instantly, even those outside the hood began to believe that what the minister said was the truth.

"As I said long ago, a magician is a liar!"

Someone shouted excitedly: "There is no such thing as a war, it's just a rat in the gutter relying on phantoms to scare people's ears!"

"An idiot would believe what he said!"

Rarely, the supporters of the magician did not curse back. Everyone is a wizard. Even if they don’t have an in-depth study of magic, they instinctively believe that the magician uses illusion magic. Such speculation does not affect their recognition of the magician. However, it has to be said that the mystery of being stripped of their powerful strength has made their trust in magicians begin to decrease.

The minister was very excited when he heard people's remarks. His pale face turned red again. He pointed his wand at the magician and said, "Now what else do you have to say? You think you can fool me with these little tricks." I?"

"Don't underestimate the Auror! Damn criminal! I will pull you out of the crowd! At that time, I want to see if you can continue to maintain your disgusting face!"

clap clap-

Crisp applause sounded.

It was the magician applauding, smiling, unaffected by the accusations against him.

So those noisy voices could not help but slowly disappear.

"Excellent speculation."

Waiting for the surroundings to be silent again, the voice of the magician spread across the plain, and he said with appreciation in his tone: "I have to correct my statement, Mr. Auror, at least in your own work, you are not stupid .”

"You accurately found the most reasonable reason to explain what you saw, explaining your powerlessness when facing me—"

He turned around and looked at the people outside the magic hood.

"I believe that many people, including those who support me, also agree with his speculation."

"When people encounter things they can't understand, they always hope to have an explanation within their own cognition, don't they?"

"Still pretending." The minister sneered, "Do you think anyone will believe you?"

The magician spread his hands and sighed softly: "Mr. Auror, as I said, you are not stupid, you just—"

"ignorance."

His body rose slowly until he was in mid-air, looking down at everyone.

"There are always some existences in this world that are beyond your understanding."

He sighed and opened his arms.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"I have always believed that ideas are the weapon that unites us. I am not willing to use force to achieve my goals. The purpose of my coming here has never been to bring death, but to bring hope."

"However, sometimes I have to use force to deter those who oppose, so as to ensure that our ideals and goals will not die."

He looked at the Aurors and said softly:

"Mr. Auror, I'm curious how you would explain what you saw next."

The minister still sneered, he saw through the magician's tricks and didn't care about anything the other said.

But the next moment, his smile froze.

The magician's body suddenly burst into flames, at first it was just sparks, then flames, and finally the magician's entire body turned into a torch suspended in mid-air.

The incident didn't end there. The torch burned more and more intensely, and began to spread in all directions. Soon, a vast sea of ​​flames appeared above everyone's heads.

Then, everyone felt the creepy heart palpitations.

It was the instinctive reaction of creatures to face danger. The wizards stared at the sea of ​​flames, feeling that a certain extremely powerful and terrifying existence had appeared.

The flame suddenly vibrated violently, as if a gust of wind was blowing from the inside, and amidst the frenzied vibration, people saw a small piece of black scale accidentally exposed.

Screams and exclamations resounded among the crowd, but these voices were overwhelmed by the even more mighty sound of the dragon's chant descending from the sky.

Two dragon wings covering the sky and the sun stretched out from the sea of ​​flames, then the slender dragon tail, and finally, everyone clearly saw a pair of golden pupils protruding out of the sea of ​​flames, carrying a lingering His majesty, overlooking all the people on the plain.

"Dragon! Dragon!"

Someone sat down on the ground.

"How can there be such a huge dragon?"

This is not any kind of giant dragon that the wizards have seen, no, this is a creature that has never appeared, even in all the materials, it is only possible in fantasy myths. Great creatures.

It hovered above people's heads, and the gust of wind driven by its wings caused the flames to disperse instantly. Its body blocked the sunlight and shrouded everyone in dark shadows.

"calm!"

The minister yelled frantically:

"Illusion! It must still be an illusion!"

"This is a trick of a magician! There is no such creature in the world! It's all fake! Don't be frightened by him!"

Boom!

The giant dragon landed directly, and the entire Stonehenge was directly crushed by its huge body and collapsed. It was so huge that those huge boulders looked like small stones under its claws.

This world cultural heritage, which is very famous in England and even in the world, has a long history of Stonehenge, and it turned into ruins with a light cough, and the giant dragon unfolded its posture in the ruins, and it bent slightly With a slender neck, the faucet, which was bigger than a truck, was extended above the minister, looking down at him.

"Is that your interpretation, Mister Auror."

It spoke fluent English and, surprisingly and unbelievably, had the same tone of voice as the magician.

But the momentum was completely different. Under the power of those golden pupils, the minister couldn't help but took several steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

"What a pity, I thought you could come up with a better guess."

The minister firmly held his wand and pointed it at the dragon, as if this would bring him a sense of security. He was terrified and shouted in a trembling voice: "No! This is absolutely impossible! What the hell are you doing? What is it!"

"what--"

The giant dragon raised its head again, posing in an extremely mighty posture.

"I am fire, I am death!"

"Obviously, of course you know who I am."

"history--"

It paused.

"It's a magician!"

　The recent plot is a bit difficult to write. I sat in front of the computer for eight hours today and kept revising and revising it. It is just over 4000 words.

　　Lay back and let me laugh. I do update too little, and I really don’t want to lower the quality, so I usually write slowly, and important plots are even slower, sorry! !

　　
　
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