With a flick of his wand, Phoenix exploded into pieces with a huge black stone statue engraved with magic as power, and then turned into a small, sharp knife that flew towards the people of the Ministry of Magic, each of whom was hit by at least two or three knives. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"We will come back again, and you will be punished then. Sester shouted, calling for everyone to withdraw from the Ministry.

All the people from the Ministry of Magic, attacking together, trying to stop people from escaping. However, Phoenix stopped at the front alone, holding up an invisible curtain of light, and any attack could only cause a ripple in front of it.

The colorful spell didn't even slow him down, and Phoenix pressed in on the Ministry. Occasionally, Phoenix unleashes a spell that hits the wizard either dead or wounded.

"Attack—kill him, kill him!" the Death Eaters panicked.

"Minister, I have to say that the quality of you people is very bad," Phoenix is getting closer and closer to the crowd, this is no longer relying on reflexes and spell-breaking knowledge, but on magic to strengthen his crotch. His pace began to struggle as well.

"Why don't you summon Voldemort?"

If Voldemort comes, it will be the Ministry of Magic blatantly complicit in the Dark Wizards. Phoenix let the media hype a little, and immediately formed public opinion, and the boat will abolish the legal status of the British Ministry of Magic and all law enforcement and legislative powers, and declare the British Ministry of Magic an illegal agency.

The Sester Society immediately established the Ministry of Magic in Exile in Paris.

If Voldemort doesn't come, that's okay too. It's just that he lacks a strong commanding height, and he can still make the exiled Ministry of Magic recognized.

In this way, Phoenix can master the Ministry of Magic in advance. The huge vacancies in the Ministry of Exile can be allocated in advance, and when the time comes, they can directly replace the current puppet Ministry of Magic.

He finally stopped, and countless spells came at him. The light curtain made an unsettling sound, and Phoenix stopped with his hands staggered in front of his chest, and the green veins on his forehead throbbed suddenly. It's almost the limit, he can feel it.

"Ahh

All spells bounced back, and the light curtain exploded. The scattered spell swept everyone away, and the invisible force caused chaos in the entire hall for a moment, with shards of glass, unknown powder, scraps of paper, and a heavy smell of blood flying in the air.

All Ministry of Magic offices that could see the hall were destroyed, leaving only a ruined ruin.

Yaxley lay on the ground, struggling to crawl to the wand not far away. Phoenix flipped him over with his foot, and the blood on his forehead left him with only squinting.

"You think you'll get out alive. He rolled up his sleeve and pressed his index finger to the Dark Mark. When a Death Eater touches the Dark Mark branded on his left arm, Voldemort senses the summoning and apparitions to him.

"I'm sure of it. By the time he had finished summoning, the green light flashed, and Yaxley was no longer moving.

Lencohan staggered to the base of the statue, where only half of the elf's body remained. He shot a green light that Phoenix flashed effortlessly, killing him with a backhand.

Those who could resist, most of the rank-and-file employees, whether Aurors or beaters, ran in terror towards the fireplace. He didn't care, and let them each run for their lives.

Sinkenis leaned against the edge of the pool, one hand soaking in the water. He gasped heavily, and his robe was in tatters. The wand in his hand was barely in his hand.

"You know, what are you doing—?" he said with a sigh of effort.

"Of course," Phoenix sat down on the edge of the pool, the marble pool cold from his seat, "the Ministry of Magic can't be with the Dark Wizards, I know, you've been under the Imperius Curse - forget it, I'm telling you this is also playing the harp to the cow, it's the reason you're alive, don't waste it." ”

Phoenix raised his wand and knocked down another Death Eater who was trying to get up.

"Hah, it's a bit of a struggle. Phoenix's chest heaved as he leaned back, a desk that had been blown up from the ground and fell into the pool, "I advise you not to do this, my patience is limited, and I use magic with great restraint—"

As he spoke, he snatched Sinkenes' wand and threw it behind him.

"You see, those who cast a lethal spell on me are dead. Lie down. ”

"Yo, Goyle—" Phoenix magically dragged an acquaintance into front of him, "I don't know your son very well, but you must be very enthusiastic, I guess, why hasn't your master come yet?" ”

Goyle didn't know what spell had struck him, and it seemed like he wasn't in his right mind, or maybe he was.

"You think I'm going to be indifferent, Peverell?" said an angry, cold voice.

Phoenix looks ahead.

Tall, thin, wearing a black mask, with a monstrous snake-like face pale and emaciated, and scarlet eyes with pupils like a slit staring at him—Voldemort appeared, his wand pointed at Phoenix.

"I don't have anything more to say to you, Peverell," he said calmly, "for a long time you've been making trouble for me, Avada!"

Phoenix tugged at Goyle's crotch and disappeared by the pool.

"Okay, you finally showed up, I thought you weren't coming back. Phoenix said with satisfaction. Standing on the base of the statue, looking down at Voldemort from a high vantage point.

"I can see your doubts," he continued, "why should I help you resurrect you when I am at odds with you? ”

Voldemort hesitated, not attacking immediately.

"You're stupid to be here today, you haven't changed at all, or you don't care. "Europe and the world, not even the world, will not allow you to think like this, and what awaits you, and your followers, will only be death." ”

"Do you think someone can stop me?" said Voldemort dismissively.

"With all due respect, I think I can, but you'll have to wait. He said softly, "You don't know much about magic, and I think I'm pretty good." Don't blame you for the gap between us, you're an orphan—"

Voldemort suddenly moved, and a lightning-fast green light struck Phoenix.

"You're really good at big talk, didn't Horace teach you two hands?" said Voldemort disdainfully.

Phoenix flicked his wand lightly, and the power of the spell shot from the wand rippled through the surrounding pool, exploding a jet of water.

Voldemort vanished, and the spell flew straight down the hall and hit a fireplace, and in an instant a white glare flashed. Suddenly, the water in the pool rose up like a cocoon made of glass water, enveloping Phoenix.

"That's all for today, let's have a showdown next time. Phoenix was trapped in the water, and the sound came from an unknown source, but it seemed to come from the walls themselves, echoing throughout the hall.

After saying that, the water balloon exploded, splashing everywhere, and the central base was empty.