In the garden of Malfoy's Manor, near Malfoy's mansion, several Death Eaters were lying on the ruined lawn, each holding an empty bottle in their arms or lying next to it

Some of the bottles still had some leftovers, but they all ran down the mouths of the bottles to the ground.

The wine is all good wine, it is the collection of the Malfoy family, and it is a famous wine that even Lucius is usually reluctant to drink more.

Now it's been ruined.

Anyway, I don't feel sorry for things that are not my own, and I drink half and pour half, and I have endless fun.

There were also some Death Eaters throwing a barbecue party around a fire.

Due to Voldemort's ban, these Death Eaters could not easily leave Malfoy Manor, so the Golden Galleon in the manor was spared, but the food stored in the manor was decreasing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

Even so, Lucius would most likely be heartbroken and cry when he saw this scene.

"Help, help"

Not far away, there was a cry for help full of panic, and I saw a man who was blown into the shape of a balloon, fluttering up and down in the sky.

The Death Eaters below laughed at his frightened comical appearance, throwing a few small curses at him from time to time, laughing heartily at the screams of the others.

It was a Muggle who had strayed into the manor nearby, well, he had come to the manor to steal something, and he happened to run into this group of vicious and panicked Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters took pleasure in torturing Muggles, and now they finally saw a self-delivered, how could they let go of such a 'toy', so the poor thief became a prop for entertainment, and there was this scene in front of them.

"Where are Bellatrix and Lucius?"

Pushing open the door to Malfoy's mansion, a Death Eater asked hurriedly.

"Early in the morning, the master took them away, saying that he was going to do something very important."

"Did you say when you would be back?" The Death Eater continued to ask.

The answer was: "The master didn't say."

"What about Avery's guys?"

"Lucius isn't here, those people won't be here."

Without Voldemort, without Lucius, and without restraint, the entire Malfoy Manor became a playground for the criminals released from Azkaban.

Lawlessness and taboolessness were the aim of the Death Eaters, and it would not be wrong to say that they were a bunch of outright lunatics.

With a red spell rising, the Death Eaters' revelry came to an abrupt end.

I saw a group of uniformed Aurors rushing in from outside the gate, and when they saw the Death Eaters, they were besieged by one or more spells, making them incapacitated.

"Catch these Death Eaters." Scrimgeour shouted, his eyes glowing, he thought that this raid was a bad move and would be true, but he didn't expect that there were really Death Eaters in Malfoy Manor, and it was still a big group.

Soon, a large number of Aurors poured into Malfoy Manor, because of the incident, except for a few Death Eaters who suddenly reacted and tried to fight back with spells, many Death Eaters were caught the first time the Aurors rushed in.

Especially the drunken ones, when the Aurors tied them with ropes, they were still asleep, and they couldn't wake up at all.

"Haha, it's the Azkaban group who escaped!"

Fudge exclaimed excitedly, as long as he caught this group of Death Eaters, he would not only save the prestige of the Ministry of Magic, but also increase his own support rating.

Unfortunately, his happy mood did not last long.

The green spell landed not far from his feet, causing him to hide behind Percy.

"Protect Minister Fudge!"

Percy immediately shouted, and several clever Aurors hurriedly stood by Fudge's side.

A dark green light flashed, instantly taking the life of a young Auror who had been avoided.

A hooded Death Eater stepped forward.

The Death Eaters fought back.

"Kill all those Aurors."

Antonin Dolokhov, the Death Eater who led the unsuccessful assassination of Amelia and escaped, led a large number of Death Eaters out of the Malfoy mansion, and he was accompanied by elites such as Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan, and Yaxley.

Connoisseurs knew if there were any of them, and the spells of various colors flew everywhere like missiles, and the strange and changeable black magic made people unguardable, not only blocking the pace of the Aurors' attack, but also forcing them to retreat.

It's hard to imagine that the Aurors are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

After all, it was an entire Azkaban prison (set up a place for the heinous criminals of all of Europe), and the number was so numbing that it made people's scalps (some of them were dark wizards who were not Death Eaters, and they were also brought in to join), and the group of Death Eaters outside was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Not good!" Scrimgeour realized something was wrong.

They were caught off guard by the surprise attack, and if they waited for the other side to organize manpower, then their own side would be in danger.

"Director Scrimgeour, let the Aurors use that!"

Percy hurriedly shouted at Commander Scrimgeour.

The elite Auror John Delix, who rushed to the front, was once again knocked down by the spell of the opposite side in a one-on-one duel, causing the morale of the front to plummet, and if he didn't do something about it, he could only wait to lose.

Hearing Percy's words, Scrimgeour also realized that something was wrong and immediately 'turned over' his hole cards.

"Yes, don't panic, drink the potion."

At Scrimgeour's shouting, the Aurors also reacted, and they all took out their vials and drank them all.

"What's that?"

Antonin Dolokhov frowned when he saw the movements of the Aurors and said, in normal times, this group of Aurors should have started to plan a retreat when they saw that they could not be defeated, but now they began to drink, which made him feel a little unusual.

Just when he was still wondering, the situation on the field changed again.

Those Aurors who drank the potion had a noticeable rise in speed, reflexes, and insight.

It's like being reborn, all of them are incarnated as little supermen, who were supposed to be five-five single-to-single duels, but they were knocked down while dodging the spell on the other side.

Even if two people fight one person, the opponent is sensitive to dodge and successfully counterattack.

Ordinary wizards fight with each other most about reflexes and speed, and even inexperienced ones can make up for it with quick reflexes, and in the eyes of the Aurors, these Death Eaters' movements are like being ordered in slow motion.

Instant reversal.

"The effect of the Bresta potion is really powerful."

Scrimgeour sighed at the power of the potion.

He also drank a bottle, easily knocking out a Death Eater.

"Withdraw!" Antonin Dolokhov shouted very decisively when he saw that the tide was turning.

Although he has a tyrannical temperament, he is cunning by nature, and his first reaction when he sees something bad is naturally to retreat.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the only one who came back.

There's no need to waste time here until you find out what the other party is really doing, and leave the other Death Eaters behind. Anyway, even if the Ministry of Magic catches these Death Eaters, they won't kill them, they will just choose to be imprisoned in another place, and then they can be rescued.

Except for Antonin, who escaped with some of the Death Eaters, all the other Death Eaters were captured after the Aurors 'drugged'.

Victory.

Fudge's smile was as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum.

(End of chapter)