Stunned by the other party's strange accent and straightforward words, Captain Auror was speechless for a while, he pulled down the female team member next to him and gave up the idea of continuing to reason with the other party - these death knights in front of him are obviously unreasonable, they are still stubbornly acting according to their ancient conceptual standards, not to mention that the other party is not a living thing, and his thinking and actions are different from theirs- Captain Auror secretly persuaded himself, anyway, these are the armed forces of the Harris family, and they are half of their own people, so it is better not to provoke them for the sake of a dark wizard.

Seeing that these "little men" were no longer verbose, the death knight wearing bull's head horns turned around, Amicus Caro had been put on a stake by his two companions at this time, he felt like a cool ointment applied to the broken leg at this time, that cool and cool feeling greatly relieved the pain of the broken leg, his expression looked abnormal under the effect of the drug, and his thoughts were no longer occupied by unbearable pain, but he still stared at these undead with a hideous face- It's just that what Amicus is puzzled about is that these undead creatures in front of him mercilessly killed their companions who didn't have time to escape, and then grabbed themselves who fell to the ground first, and then rescued themselves, what the hell is this trying to do...

But as a highly qualified Death Eater and Dark Wizard, Amicus saw two large logs standing not far from him, which were originally the beams of the Burrow— They were nailed deep into the ground by the undead knights, which made him feel more and more uneasy, and his intuition was not good for him, Amicus, who had been relieved of the pain by the drug, struggled to escape despite his broken leg, but then one of the death knights who noticed his movements firmly pressed his back, and the difference in strength made him like a fish on a sticky board, his body kept fluttering, but he couldn't do without the stake.

"What exactly do you want to do?" he shuddered at the cold and indifferent eyes of the Death Knight who approached him, although they didn't treat him now, but this process of waiting for the result made people even more frightened, the bulging muscles under his face twitched continuously, and his frightened gaze swept to the side of the Auror Captain who was about to leave, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and pleaded anxiously, "I surrender! I am a Death Eater... The Burrow, I burned... I attacked the Weasleys! I confess everything... It's your duty to get me away... You guys... Can't I turn myself in?"

But the Aurors had already turned, and the Death Knight at the head motioned for the two Death Knights on his arms to carry him to the middle of the erected log, unfastened the chains around his waist and cuffed his wrists, and hung his hands on the two logs, forcing him to spread his arms.

The movement also caught the attention of the Weasleys.

"What are they doing?" Ron stared straight in the direction of the Death Knight, his mouth wide open in surprise on his ash-stained face.

"I bet he's going to be punished!" Ginny gritted her teeth as she thought of them burning down her home and wounding her own loved ones, clasping her arms around her and throwing her long red curls behind her, "for attacking us, and for not having time to get the ghoul out of the attic, he'll have to pay for it." ”

Captain Auror returned to the group, he pinched his fingers and watched the actions of the Death Knights with a blank face - according to the Aurors' rules, he should have gone up to stop the actions of the Death Knights and arrest Amycus, but the scattered corpses of the Death Eaters from the previous battle were still lying on the ground, and he was sure that the Aurors on his side were no match for these Death Knights, and these knights were also Harris's people... As a result, the captain could only use the Perception Mark badge on the H94 uniform to report to Albert what was happening here.

Seeing that the Aurors did not act, and the leading death knight drew a one-handed axe as a flying axe, Amycus was simply terrified, his face was panicked, this huge killing god was about to come over, Amycus scolded the onlookers in despair: "Are you an Auror? Have you fulfilled your duty as an Auror? You still don't accept the ......prisoner to surrender himself."

The leading Death Knight grabbed Amicus by the collar behind his back, and with the other hand pulled out the one-handed axe hanging from his right waist, and raised it high, "May the ravens guide you ......"

Although Amycus, as a wizard, did not understand the customs of the other party, but at this time, he also knew that his fate would never be good, he trembled all over, his whole body was twitching, his teeth and teeth couldn't help but hit each other, making a clattering sound, and he kept begging for mercy indistinctly, "Stop... Other... Don't kill me..."

Unfazed by Amicus's plea, the Death Knight slashed his cold-glowing axe into Amycus' back in the light of the ghostly moon, and then began to pull it from top to bottom.

Amycus let out a terrible scream in an instant, and the sharp axe sank deep into Amykus's spine, slicing his back down along his spine, and Amykus rolled the whites of his eyes in pain, trembling all over, and let out a hoarse scream with his mouth half-open.

The worst that the other wizards present expected was that the dark wizard in front of them would be executed on the spot or something, and they didn't expect such a bloody scene at all, and Ginny, who was originally revengeful, seemed to have no way to take her eyes off this terrible scene in front of her, Ron's face turned pale, his nose fluttered, and he muttered, "This is terrible." ”

Captain Auror couldn't help but take a step forward, and then he noticed that the death knights' spine-chilling gaze fell on him, and it seemed that if he dared to step forward and interfere with their execution, he seemed to be going to attack him, and his eyes circled around the scattered corpses on the ground, and he dispelled the idea of stopping it.

Blood splattered onto the mask that led the Death Knight's face, and the cold eyes in the cracks in the armor remained motionless, and then embedded the blood-stained axe into the stake on one side, at which point the back of the victim in front of him had been cut open, and the spine was exposed. The Viking undead stretched out his massive armor-clad palm and swiped into the crack in his freshly cut back.

Amicus raised his head in pain, but unlike just now, he didn't seem to dare to scream and make big moves at all, lest he pull the wound and cause more pain.

"It's cruel. "The female Auror, who had accompanied Captain Auror just now, turned pale with goosebumps, although as a wizard and Auror she had experienced a lot of life and death battles, and the visual effects brought by the spell, especially the black magic, were not as gentle as the scene in front of her, but this kind of physical method was naked little by little, causing everything in front of her to be new to the wizards.

The tortured death knight didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, he used his hand to break Amicus's ribs outward along the slit in his back, and instantly pried the ribs open from the spine to break the connection between them, and the Viking undead used brute force to break the torturer's ribs outward, the direction of the blood-red ribs was like two closed wings, and the bright red internal organs appeared in front of the death knight, many of them were violently undulating.

"This is the 'Blood Eagle', which originated in medieval Scandinavia, and is said to have been invented by the Vikings as a ritual of revenge punishment...", one of the Aurors pressed his chest and muttered, "Ravenclaw... I peeked at the introduction in the Muggle world before I entered the wizarding world, and I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes one day..."

In the distance, Ron was already stunned and trembling, the Gryffindor's original worldview thought that the worst form of magic was the Avada Death Charm, but after witnessing it all with his own eyes, his face turned white with fright, and the freckles on the sides of his nose were clearly visible.

"He~ is still alive. Ginny's voice also trembled a little, she had no intention of revenge at all, she only felt cold all over, "They gave him medicine before, just to make sure he could live to suffer." ”

"Fred, don't pull Ginny away! Arthur, who was sitting on the ground, finally let himself roar.

At this time, the hand on the chain hanging from Amicus was tightly clenched into a fist, and with the movement of the death knight, the fist shook violently, and trembled incessantly, this intense pain made Amycus extremely wish that he could die immediately, and he could no longer feel the pain, but the medicine he took before not only saved his life, but also kept him awake, and those pain spots were also weakened to the point that he could not faint, but it made him worse than dead- And now he can't even breathe after his chest cavity was opened.

But the pain was far from over, the Viking executioner would dig Amicus's lungs out of his chest cavity alive, and then let go, and the lungs drooped against the ribs in his back, and as he breathed, the lungs caused the ribs to shake up and down, and the bloody, fresh lungs instantly expanded rapidly due to emphysema as soon as they came into contact with the air—and in the process, the Death Knight was careful not to tear the prisoner's trachea...... In this way, the lungs with weak breathing hold up the "wings", and a picture of the "blood eagle" flying is close in front of you.

Blood gushed down his back and soon pooled into a puddle at the bottom of his feet.

The undead knight shook the blood from his hand and groped around his waist for a while, then turned to his two companions and said, "I don't need salt, I don't have to..."

Seeing that the other two necromantic knights shook their heads in the same way, the little leader gave up.

Amycus didn't rejoice in this, he just let out a staccatock, grunting gasp, his eyes wide, his lungs failing and shrinking from the air until he could no longer breathe in oxygen. After a few moments, the Death Eater Amycus Caro's face turned pale, his eyes widened and his head hung limply.

The blood-soaked Death Knight lowered his head, raised his right arm above his head, raised his index and middle fingers, and bent the other fingers, soothingly and rhythmically around the horn helmet above his head, and waved twice as a final rite.

All the Death Knights watched the scene before them, and they hoisted the ashen-faced Amicus in the air. Ammycus' feet were dangling in the air, his shoes were long gone, the remaining leg was twisted and drooping, and the skin of his peeled back was completely stretched by the wire, and the entire spread of back skin looked like a pair of wings from the front. On the back, his shrunken lung lobes rested on the blackened, bloody viscera, and the bloody breath gradually provoked some small flying insects in the forest to pounce.

At this time, Allen's doppelganger figure teleported in a burst of black fog, and appeared not far from the blood eagle in front of the Burrow, his eyes swept over the burned and ruined Burrow and the injured George and Arthur, and did not notice what was above his head behind him, Alan frowned, his eyes showed a worried look, and then hurriedly beckoned to the Auror captain who was not far away and looked very ugly: "What about Mrs. Weasley and Bill? Why is your face so ugly?"

Captain Auror stood beside Alan, lowered his head and explained the situation completely, seeing that Eren seemed relieved to know that there were no casualties in Weasley, so Captain Auror's expression began to become embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment and then pointed to the top of Allen's head behind him, counting it as a reminder and answering the other party's other question...