Harry Potter: It's just a billion points of dark magic

"Bouncing bomb!"

A masked dark wizard with a short stature and a high-pitched voice kept waving a wand in his hand.

Numerous explosion spells with a terrifying aura shot out from his wand, flying towards the Auror and Flint Dark Wizard on the opposite side.

And he wasn't just fighting alone, there were dozens of black wizards in black robes behind him, all of whom were well trained.

"Detonate at a fixed point!"

"Bouncing bomb!"

"Magic Blast Minefield!"

All kinds of powerful and weird blasting spells poured out from their wands like money,

This group of thugs was extremely powerful, and they fought all the way from the gate of the villa to the innermost inner courtyard.

All the wizards who stand in front of them are indiscriminately bombarded and killed by their terrible blasting curse.

Under the powerful power of the blasting spell, the entire Flint ancestral home was bombed with potholes.

As if the ground had been washed by a 100mm heavy artillery, not a single piece of land in the entire villa was flat.

"Professor Flitwick, Flint's old dog seems to be at the very end, we are thinking whether to rush over and catch him directly!"

In the black-robed wizard, Franklin squeezed into Giggs' side while indiscriminately bombing Flint's ancestral home.

"What Flint?" Giggs was obviously mad, his eyes were red, and all kinds of terrible blasting spells poured down on the opposite side like raindrops.

The terrible blasting curse made the dark wizards on the opposite side miserable.

Often one second he was still casting the Death Curse, and the next second his head exploded for no reason.

Like a fried watermelon, the blood plasma was everywhere.

They used black magic to bully others before. When did they encounter such a terrifying enemy?

"Professor Flitwick, don't forget Headmaster Dumbledore's order!"

Franklin was very speechless, seeing that Giggs could not be suppressed, he could only use the name of the principal!

"headmaster!"

As soon as he heard the headmaster, Giggs's murderous eyes cleared up instantly.

The figure of Lester gradually appeared in his mind.

Subconsciously shivering all over his body, Giggs remembered that he came out to do business for Leicester!

"Students, follow me!" Thinking that he almost missed Master Lai's good deed, Giggs was afraid for a while.

With a big wave of his hand, Giggs didn't bother to blow people up, so he took the lead and rushed over.

The black-robed wizards behind them were also lunatics. Instead of being afraid, they roared and increased their firepower.

All of a sudden, the entire Flint Villa Manor was under fire!

Not only that, but several pure-blooded people nearby also fell into panic when they looked at the neighbor's villa.

Logically speaking, the pure blood manor occupies a very large area.

And the purebloods are very concerned about their privacy.

Even if they fight in their own manor, other families can't see it.

But now, it's clearly 8 o'clock, and it's already dark in London.

As a result, the villa of the Flint family kept yearning for strong light, which lit up the entire pureblood villa area.

Not to mention the deafening explosion, which could be heard throughout central London.

"Is it the Auror's office? The manor of the Flint family has been attacked by gangsters, come quickly!"

"Are you a group of Aurors worthless? Our pure-blood family paid you the Ministry of Magic to feed you to sleep? Send someone to Flint Manor!"

"I'm Avery, tell the director of the Auror office to send someone to Flint Manor!"

The purebloods in the villa area panicked. They bought a house near the Ministry of Magic for the sake of safety.

As a result, the gangsters are now going to blow up the old Flint family's house to ashes, and Auror is also seen.

At the same time, in the center of London, countless Muggles who came out to spend the night were hiding under the bunker in fear.

Calling 911 over and over again.

"Hi, is that the London Inspectorate? I'm in central London, and it looks like there's been hundreds of big explosions here"

As he said that, the Muggle extended his mobile phone outside the bunker.

boom~~~

blah blah blah~~~~

The sound of violent explosions and the collapse of buildings can be heard endlessly, and even the ground shook a few times.

. . . . . . .

Just as those outside seek the protection of official organisations, the inner courtyard of the Flint family.

"You bastard, you mean house-elf, how dare you lie to me!"

Old Flint's eyes were bloodshot, like a beast devouring people, he grabbed the teacup in his hand and slammed it hard at the house elf beside him.

The ugly house-elf was trembling, not even daring to hide, and let the teacup hit his head, producing a tinge of scarlet.

"You liar, how dare you talk nonsense here!"

Old Flint was very emotional, and angrily threw the chopping board on the table at the house elf again.

"I spent so much money to support the black wizard, but in the end, most of the black wizards were wiped out in just ten minutes?"

"These are the details of our Flint family. Do you know what this means? These people can even raid the Ministry of Magic once!"

Old Flint became more and more angry, and Fudge next to him also had an ugly face.

He knew that this group of pure blood had private soldiers in private, and the power of private armed forces was also very strong.

But unexpectedly, from the sound of the explosion to the present, Fudge watched nearly a hundred black wizards rush out.

This tm is his own rematch, otherwise who would have known that this group of pure-blooded family members could actually gather so many wizards in just 10 years.

But now is not the time to think about centralization, your own life is the most important thing now.

Stopping old Flint from continuing to abuse the house-elf, Fudge asked the elf.

"Do you know who came to commit the crime?"

Hearing Fudge's question, Old Flint also stopped what he was doing, and scolded: "Quickly tell me, who did my Flint family offend?"

The house elf shook his head tremblingly, and said, "I don't know, they are all wearing black robes and have no other marks."

Old Flint's face turned dark, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard the house-elf add: "I seem to see by chance that they have phoenixes embroidered on the inside of their robes."

"Phoenix?!" Fudge's face was ugly, and a terrible idea appeared in his mind.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Fudge hurriedly strangled the terrible thoughts in his mind.

"Did you hear their names? How do they call each other?!"

The house-elf looked pensive and murmured, "One seems to be a professor, and the others are his students."

"Also, that professor seems to be called, Foley Foley"

"Flitwick?" Fudge's expression turned extremely ugly.

The house elf nodded quickly and said, "Yes, it's Flitwick! He's not tall, but short."

Saying that, the house elf also compared the height of 'Flitwick' very intimately.

When Fudge heard this, his eyes went dark, his legs became weak, and he almost fainted.

"Principal Dumbledore, you hide so deep!"