Call!!

A flash of fire flashed, and when Wang Xu reappeared, he had already come to the eighth underground floor of the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic is located 300 meters underground in central London, with a total of ten floors, the eighth floor is the visitor entrance, and the passage is lined with thirty specially shaped magic fireplaces linked to the Floo network.

Wizards can quickly and easily come to the Ministry of Magic by sprinkling Floo powder in the fireplace of their home and then saying the name of the Ministry.

Taking a step out of the magic fireplace, Wang Xu raised his eyes to look inside.

At the end of the passage is the security counter, where eight people in blue security uniforms are standing in order.

Behind the security counter is the Magical Brothers Memorial Fountain, a monument to magic and power, as well as elevators to various areas.

And today, obviously different from the past, on the tall Magic Brothers Memorial Fountain, the bodies of more than a dozen members of the Order of the Phoenix who were hung added to the dimly lit Ministry of Magic.

"This is what happens when you go against the Dark Lord..."

The bodies of more than a dozen members of the Order of the Phoenix, each with a sign on their chest, read such a warning.

Similarly, all those who pass by the fountain must spit at the corpse or be taken away by the security guards. As for where to take it and what to take it away, Wang Xu didn't know this question, and he didn't think it would be to have afternoon tea.

"Moody, Lupin, Arthur Weasley, Stoic, Epheas, Nymphadora Tonks, Ron..."

Wang Xu's gaze swept over the corpse, stayed on the last Ron, and chuckled: "Ron, hum!" ”

Retracting his gaze, Wang Xu glanced at the security guards present.

There are a total of eight security guards on the eighth floor, four at the security counter, two at the elevator entrance, and two under the magic fountain.

Counting the number of security guards, Wang Xu nodded slightly.

He came here with three goals, two of which he had promised Hermione, to bring back the bodies of the Order of the Phoenix, and to kill Voldemort to avenge the Order of the Phoenix.

The last one was his own, the Magic Time Converter, which Wang Xu wanted to get his hands on, and it was on the ninth floor of the Ministry of Magic, in the Time Room under the Department of Mysteries.

He was already a little impatient to get his hands on this thing and see the difference between the magic time converter and the technology time converter.

"Ah, it's you, security guard, hurry up and get him arrested!"

Wang Xu was looking at it intently, and suddenly an exclamation came from his ears.

In the eye, this is the Death Eater named Dolohov, who was also present when Yaxley was killed at Hogwarts.

Hearing Dolokhov's words, the eight security guards on the eighth floor stretched out their hands to their wands.

Wang Xu glanced at it, flipped his hands outward before the security guards moved, and used a strong internal force to operate the sunflower point acupoint, and fixed these security guards in place after more than a dozen steps.

"Ahh Dolokhov didn't know what a point was, and when he saw that the eight people on his side were motionless, he thought that this was some kind of petrification magic, and immediately thought of Wang Xu's horror, and quickly began to call Voldemort.

On the hand of every Death Eater, there is a Dark Mark mark left by Voldemort.

As long as you press your wand against this symbol, no matter where Voldemort is, he can instantly sense the call of the Death Eaters and use the apparition to rush over.

Wang Xu also knew this, if he wasn't looking for Voldemort, he wouldn't have given Dolohov a chance to call someone.

"You're dead, the great Dark Lord is coming, acquaintance..."

Sou!!

Without waiting for Dolokhov to finish speaking, Wang Xu raised his hand and saw a palm, and a gray palm shadow shot out.

Dolokhov didn't even have a chance to react, and was instantly hit on the chest by the palm print, and the people around him only heard a rattle, and Dolokhov turned into a puddle of pus in an instant.

"This tone is like fantasy, you just want to be a passerby, and you have to ask me if I want to be the protagonist who pretends to be a slap in the face!" Looking at Dolokhov, who was hit by the bone-turning palm and turned into a puddle of pus, Wang Xu withdrew his right hand disappreciatively.

When I looked up, the passers-by around me were looking at me with expressions of shock, disbelief, bewilderment, and surprise.

Wang Xu saw this, and without waiting for these passers-by to open their mouths, he shouted directly: "What are you looking at? ”

Swish!!

encountered Wang Xu, who did not play according to the routine, passers-by instantly ran away without a trace, and there was no need to continue.

Seeing that everyone slipped away, Wang Xu nodded with satisfaction, I really can't imagine why there are many onlookers as long as he pretends to be slapped in the face, is it cool to be treated as a monkey?

Woo woo...

Before he could continue thinking about it, a black wind suddenly blew from under the magic fountain and turned into a middle-aged man in a black robe with no hair in a bun.

The middle-aged man had slender fingers, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes when he saw Wang Xu, and he whispered: "I was very happy to see someone calling me, and I thought it was the famous Harry Potter coming." Unexpectedly, it's just a nobody, tell me, what's your name, who gave you the courage to face me, I can give you a decent one..."

"Eat me!" Wang Xu didn't have the idea of listening to a long speech, and as soon as he grabbed it in his hand, the alloy war knife suddenly started, and when he raised his hand, a knife flew by.

Voldemort was reciting his lines, and he was furious when he was interrupted, and his body disappeared in an instant.

Rumble!

The sword slashed at the magic fountain, and the ten-meter-high magic brother fountain was split in two with a roar.

More than a dozen corpses hanging from the fountain were thrown down in the collapse.

Wang Xu rushed out with an arrow step, put all the corpses into the space ring, and then looked back at Voldemort's location and found that he was already standing twenty meters away.

"Apparition shifting!" Wang Xu's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect Voldemort's phantom shifting to be used so well, you must know that the apparition shifter is in the Harry Potter world, but it is a relatively advanced magic, and ordinary wizards use phantom shifting, and there is a delay time of a few seconds.

The fastest person he'd ever seen to use the illusion was the elf Twilight, which took two seconds before and after casting a spell to completion.

And Voldemort almost instantaneously used the illusion to shift, as if it was a physical instinct, and this hand showed the strength of the Dark Lord.

"How dare you interrupt me, I'm going to..."

The words of killing you were still in his mouth, Wang Xu was on tiptoe, and pounced like an eagle.

This time, Voldemort did not apparition, but grabbed his wand and raised his hand: "Arvada for his life!" ”

Sou!!

The green energy beam spewed out, but it was a pity that Wang Xu's speed was faster, and his right foot stepped on his left foot, and the whole person was forced to rise two meters, and directly flashed the life-seeking spell.

The two sides gathered twenty meters together, and Wang Xu arrived between his tongues of lightning, and he didn't even give Voldemort a second chance to make a move.

As soon as Voldemort saw it, he turned into a black wind and walked up, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on a magical monument.

Fourteen meters tall, the Magic Monument is the eight-storey tallest building, and four stories high on the ground.

In Voldemort's thoughts, he should be safe now, and he can finally finish his cruel words.

It's a pity that his speed is fast, and Wang Xu's speed is not slow.

This kind of close-quarters short fight is exactly what Wang Xu is good at, even if he doesn't phantom shape, he won't disappear into smoke, and he can't move short-distance slower than anyone else.

"Spring and Autumn Knife Method, One Knife Kills!" Wang Xu stepped on the stele like a gecko swimming on the wall, and reached the top of the stele in three or two steps, and the long knife in his hand was raised instantly.

"What?" Voldemort was taken aback, and the wand in his hand pushed forward, and a white light curtain turned into a film, as if he was about to push Wang Xu down.

Wang Xu's hand didn't stop, and the golden light of true qi flashed in the blade, making the whole knife look golden and bright, and cut it at the film and Voldemort.

Kiss...

The sound of the bubble being punctured came, and Wang Xu stiffened the resistance below and slashed at Voldemort with a knife.

Voldemort retreated, the magic in his hand glistening, and the magic of resistance continued to shoot out.

Wang Xu swung his long knife, cracking Voldemort's magic while leaning closely, cutting all the magic light into two pieces.

Five, four, three...

The distance was getting closer and closer, and Wang Xu could even hear Voldemort's rapid heartbeat and that angry gaze.

The distance was two meters, and the two were less than three steps apart, and Wang Xu's wrist was flipped, and the blade was picked up.

If he hits this time, Voldemort will have to say goodbye to the hand with the wand, and without the wand, Voldemort will have a big question mark about how much magic power will be left.

Sou!!

In an emergency, it was another phantom shift.

Voldemort is not stunned, and he knows very well how powerful Wang Xu's blade is under the continuous fighting.

Magic can be cut in two, and it is not possible to directly divide the body when it is cut on a person, Voldemort's body is no different from that of ordinary people, but there is no idea of trying the knife with his body.

Click!

A split in the air, heavy on the stele.

In an instant, the stele was like cheese cut by a hot knife, starting from the place where it was struck, and was split in two without hindrance.

The dust was filled and the stele collapsed.

Wang Xu is not a magician, and his requirements for sight are not high, his ears just moved slightly, and he flew the long knife out with a flick of his hand.

"Hmm!"

A muffled snort came, and Wang Xu rushed into the fog to see that the blade of the long knife was nailed to the ground, and there was a trace of blood on the blade.

"Sight!" Seeing that Voldemort did not succeed in dodging, Wang Xu's eyes lit up and he thought of what the problem was.

Pulling out the long knife, he stomped on the ground with his right foot, and suddenly with his foothold as the center, all the floor tiles within a radius of five meters were shattered.

These floor tiles turned into powder, and were rushed by Wang Xu's true qi, and the smoke billowed and dispersed towards the surroundings.

A moment later, a suppressed cough sounded more than ten meters away, and when he heard this sound, Wang Xu didn't want to cut it out with a knife.

"Click!" Listening to the sound of the knife sweeping on the wall, Wang Xu's ears moved slightly, and in the next second, he left his position directly.

Rumble!!

As soon as the front foot left, the position where Wang Xu was originally standing was corroded by a red light and a big hole was corroded.

Before he could be happy, his feet suddenly went limp, as if he had stepped on a swamp, and half of his legs sank.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Green vines swept in from all directions.

Wang Xu's body spun violently, turning into a spinning top and rising into the sky, the water waving with the long knife in his hand could not be splashed, and more than a dozen vines formed by magic were all cut down by him in an instant.

After doing all this, he didn't wait for his body to fall, and grabbed hard at the wall next to him.

With a clatter, three fingers grabbed the tofu like it, and it was grabbed into the wall, and Wang Xu stopped.

Tick, tick, tick...

In the silence, there was the sound of blood dripping, causing Wang Xu to raise his head slightly.

This time, he didn't pounce immediately, because Voldemort would apparition, and it would be easy to lock his position, but it would be difficult to keep him from having time to escape.

For the next few breaths, Wang Xu and Voldemort didn't move, thinking about ways to kill each other.

After a few seconds of silence, Wang Xu's eyes soon lit up, and he took out six remote-controlled bombs from the space ring with his backhand, and flew in all directions with a flick of his hand.

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