After estimating that the four newcomers were in place, Lockhart walked to the door of the potions shop that was used as the headquarters of the Black Thorns, and unceremoniously moved his hand: "The flames are blazing!"

Even though the power has been deliberately controlled, the sign on the door of the shop still burns quickly, as striking as a headlight in the center of the market in this gloomy weather.

"Who dares to make trouble here?"

"Why can't you apparition?"

"Hurry up, something is going to happen!"

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The surrounding wizards on the black market were in a state of confusion, some standing towards Lockhart, others noticing that something was wrong or that they had a ghost in their hearts, and quietly moved towards the two back doors.

The dozen or so brown-robed wizards standing in the corner of the wall also immediately became nervous, and after talking to each other for a while, they rushed over and surrounded Lockhart.

"Auror case, everyone put away their wands and don't move!" Lockhart stood in front of the potions shop and gave himself a loud spell, and his shouts echoed throughout the street. Due to the existence of several magical enchantments set up in advance, Muggles two blocks away would not be aware of any anomalies at all.

"Who!" said several brown-robed wizards pointed their wands at Lockhart.

"I've made it very clear, the Aurors are handling cases!" Lockhart recalled the way Moody took him back then, subconsciously imitating him, glaring at several dark wizards, "I don't think it's a wise choice for you to use a wand against an Auror!"

The surging magic fluctuations rushed to his face, the red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the weapons in the hands of several security guards who dared to hold their wands had already taken off their hands.

"So fast!"

"It's crazy!"

After Lockhart used a petrification charm to immobilize the two wizards who were still trying to pick up their wands, no one on the field dared to do anything else.

Half a minute later, more than a dozen wizards came out of the potions shop, and there was a confrontation with a huge number of people on the field:

Lockhart alone, more than thirty dark wizards!

"I declare that Black Thorn is an illegal organization and will be banned with immediate effect. Lockhart pretended to smile arrogantly and continued to say in a loud voice: "No one of you present is allowed to leave. All of them must be registered and checked by the Ministry of Magic!"

A tall sturdy wizard who was obviously a small leader walked out of the crowd and said in a strange manner: "How many people are so crazy? What kind of thing is the Aurors! The whole team of strikers must obediently follow the rules of the Black Thorns!"

Such imposing words were released, and someone next to him immediately responded: "That's it, you think you're Mad-Eyed Moody? and 'no one is allowed to leave', I tell you, even if Moody comes, he won't dare to do this!"

"Moody dragged it so much, it's not that he can't die anymore, he actually ran to the mysterious man to pretend to be forced, haha-"

"Shut up!" Lockhart snapped into a rage, and with a spell sent the other man flying a few meters. I can't get up when I fall to the ground.

In all fairness, the other party was right, even if Moody came, he would not dare to be such a pair of thirty - although Mad Eye seemed to be not afraid of heaven and earth, he was actually a very cautious person, if he dared to act arrogant or get carried away, then the place must have been surrounded by at least a dozen Aurors or two teams of strikers.

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Lockhart just can't accept someone else's description of Moody's sacrifice in this tone!

"You!"

Lockhart's sudden outburst frightened everyone present, and more than thirty wizards aimed their wands at him in unison.

"The back door is blocked by the Aurors, too!" a young wizard said in a panic, seeing the little leader fall to the ground. I didn't dare to continue for a while.

"Violent resistors, those pure-blood families who have been wiped out are your role models!" Lockhart yelled viciously, his eyes wide. The terrifying momentum immediately made everyone on the street feel as if they had been under a petrification spell. None of them dared to do it.

The wizards confronting him on the street fell silent for a few seconds, and then someone said, "Merlin's **...... Yes, it's Lockhart, the White Devil!"

As soon as these words came out, all the wizards present were in a daze: "That murderer from the Ministry of Magic!" "Merlin's ......" "I surrender!" "Isn't Black Thorn trying to kill me!"

Most wizards lowered their wands in horror. A few cowardly ones even threw their weapons directly on the ground.

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"What's going on?" a voice came from the potions shop, and the people inside were clearly unable to sit still. A few seconds later, a pale-faced wizard walked out of it.

Lockhart glanced at him. Frowning, this wizard is very strong, but it is only about the same as Moody, but what caught Lockhart's attention was an almost homogeneous aura coming from his body - could it be that this guy also used unicorn blood to heal or prolong his life?

"Are you the boss of Black Thorns?" Lockhart asked him, "Very well, then announce the dissolution of Black Thorns in front of everyone." ”

"Mr. White Devil...... Or Mr. Minister, the Ministry of Magic has never cared about the dark wizards on the Scottish side, why is it suddenly going to make a big move this time, and pick the most low-key one first, and want to ban our Black Thorns?"

"Hey...... I don't have much ill feeling about this black market managed by Your Excellency's Black Thorns...... I'll admit that Black Thorn is a relatively low-key, law-abiding organization of dark wizards. You've miraculously kept the peace, and even given some wizards a chance to work and beg for food - but now that the Ministry of Magic gives benefits to all wizards, why not if you go and register?"

"Registration, well, I'll bring all the members of Black Thorn to register another day, so I wonder if you're satisfied?"

The other party had a good attitude, and Lockhart didn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling man: "This black market is suspected of providing forbidden potions to the Death Eater organization, and the possible consequences are something that the Ministry of Magic can't afford......"

"You mean I work with the Death Eaters?" the pale wizard shook his head, "I don't work with that kind of madman, when the Dark Lord was a young man and asked to work with me, I refused. Now that he's risen and defeated twice in a row, there's no way I'm going to help him!"

Lockhart smiled disdainfully, cooperating with the Dark Lord?These northerners always have an inexplicable bullish spirit, and the Dark Lord is just using this black market to collect a little material. Not to mention cooperation, once Voldemort's plan succeeds, Black Thorn will not even be qualified to carry his shoes.

"And the forbidden potions, we don't provide them here, and he will get them from somewhere else, it's not our fault at all......"

"According to your logic, I'll just send him the potions the Dark Lord needs, and he'll get them somewhere else anyway. Lockhart snorted: "No matter what, this black market must be closed today." ”

"Lockhart. The wizard's face turned even paler: "We and the Ministry of Magic have always kept the well water from the river, Scotland is not England, we can't close the shop and go back to our respective homes because of your words, you seem to have forgotten the characteristics of the Scots - not afraid of power." ”

"Fear of power?" Lockhart smiled, he had never believed in such slogans, fearless power is nothing more than two situations: either the power itself is not strong enough to break your will to resist, or you mistakenly think that power is not strong enough to break your will to resist.

Lockhart will soon make it clear to the other party that Black Thorn is now in the latter situation.

He smiled and silently mobilized the magic power of the entire street around him, and slowly, little by little, pressed the terrifying momentum on the other party's body.

But the other party did not show a frightened expression as Lockhart expected, but drew his wand and took a step - Lockhart instantly felt a huge force surging in the opponent's body, and the opponent's strength was so strong that it could generate momentum, although it was completely inferior in the confrontation with Lockhart, but it was indeed resisting.

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――(To be continued......)