"Master, we need support!"

The Death Eater shouted.

"Selwyn, I think you're crazy, aren't you?"

Before Voldemort could speak, Barty Jr. shouted first.

"You are adult wizards, what is so scary about a few young wizards who have not yet graduated?"

"They're just a bunch of students!"

Little Barty sneered and looked at Selwyn: "Don't bother the master because of this little thing, we have more important things to do now." ”

"Traverse, you bring a few people over to help Selwyn, just pay attention to just teach a lesson, don't be heavy-handed." Voldemort obviously didn't take this matter seriously, a few little wizards were nothing, his attention was now all on the old wand, and he said very impatiently.

He even considered that after he completely mastered the wizarding world, these students would be loyal to him and become his loyal servants, and since they were all servants, they would have to be gentle.

"Master."

Selwyn still wanted to speak, but Travers held him down on the shoulder, pressed his original words down again, and dragged the other party away: "Let's go, Mr. Bambi." ”

Only Snape glanced at the others as they left, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly to make an extremely small arc, revealing an extremely strange smile.

However, if you use the Dementor Mind on him at this moment, you will find that there is nothing in his mind.

"The rest of my servants follow me."

Voldemort's attention was on the fallen Elder Wand, and after less than three seconds of standing on the rooftop and looking down, he turned into a puff of black smoke and rushed down first, followed by the Death Eaters behind him.

As a wizard, two or three hundred meters high or something is not a problem at all.

Travers forced Selwyn to walk towards the resting place of the young wizards because of Voldemort's orders, and several people laughed along the way discussing what to do in the future, where to have fun, whether to torture a few Muggles or find a few babies, and did not take the capture of Rabastan seriously.

"Selwyn, you and Rabastan are really useless, and you can't even beat a few children."

Travers said with a big grin.

As one of the few Death Eaters who would have taken the initiative to attack Snape at the time, this guy had never done things with his brains and could not use his brains.

What is a brain? Is it better than a fist? Is it better than a wand?

That's it.

Don't think that the Death Eaters are all old cowards like Lucius, they belong to another group of Death Eaters, and idiots like Travers are in the majority, and if he was smart enough, he wouldn't have been caught by the Aurors after Voldemort's disappearance.

"You don't know. You don't know how outrageous that group of students is, we guys are going to be torn apart! Selwyn said excitedly, almost jumping up and pointing at the other man's nose and scolding, but unfortunately he was much smaller than Travers, standing next to Travers like an angry groundhog making an 'ah' cry.

Stupid and stupid.

Several Death Eaters looked at each other and burst out laughing.

'We're going to be torn apart by a bunch of kids?' We're vicious Death Eaters, and it's good that they don't cry and call for Mommy. ’

'How did such a cowardly man become a Death Eater?' ’

Listening to the laughter of his companions, Selwin was so angry that he forgot to tell them the most important thing.

It wasn't just him and Rabastan who had encountered the students before, but a total of ten Death Eaters, including them, and he was the only one who seemed to have fled back.

At that moment, the sound of uniform footsteps sounded in the hallway.

As they passed around the corner, Travers and the others met the group of children they had in their mouths, and the young wizards had changed into neat school uniforms and had wands in their hands.

As early as the moment the Dark Lord Mark lifted off at Hogwarts Castle, they had risen from their warm bedding and were ready.

Especially in the sixth grade, having five years of experience in the Duelist Club has made them very adaptable.

Travers's eyes lit up when he saw the appearance of the person in charge: "Harry Potter! I didn't expect to meet you here, today is really our lucky day, and the host's reward belongs to us. ”

"Stand there honestly and don't make superfluous movements, so that you can suffer a little less."

Travers didn't pay any attention to the group of young wizards, and he even planned to walk over and grab Harry, who was half a head taller than him.

What is there to worry about children?

I guess my legs are weak when I see them.

"Don't."

As soon as Selwyn shouted, at least twenty spells struck Travers, and the big man fell without even a snort.

He hadn't even figured out what was going on.

Twenty spells, even the simplest stun spells, were enough for Travers to drink a pot.

The remaining Death Eaters were startled, and then realized that the group of imps on the opposite side really dared to do something to them, and hurriedly took out their wands, but unfortunately the group of little wizards on the other side would not wait for them, let alone pay attention to their chivalry and go one-on-one, and when they went to get their wands, each of them was hit by at least ten or more spells, and fell straight to the ground.

Not to mention that there are back and forth battles, and the battle is over before it even begins.

"Why don't these fools believe me?"

Only Selwyn hid as soon as he saw that something was wrong, and he barely escaped.

At this moment, he just wanted to get out of this hellish place quickly.

It's terrible, this group of students is not like students at all, decisive, swift, and ruthless, they are simply elite Aurors, and they are a large group.

'Boom' Selwyn seemed to hit a wall and was hit to the ground hard, the light above his head was obscured by shadows, and when he looked up, he saw Harry's face with a lightning scar on his forehead, but Harry's tendons gave Selwyn the illusion of facing a bear.

Just as he wanted to cast a spell and escape, he felt a strong surge of his hand holding his wand, and the next second his wand was taken away by the other party, and Selwyn was grabbed by Harry like a little chicken.

"Hello, Mr. Death Eater, may you tell me what you are doing at Hogwarts? As you should know, you are not welcome here. ”

Harry's image at this time is also like Dudley at St. George's School, and Selwyn is the 'school bully' of the 'Hobbit Trio'.

"It's not off. It's none of my business, I don't know, I don't know anything. ”

Selwyn watched Harry's face grow closer and closer, with a horrified look that let out a scream that resounded through the sky.

"Don't you come here!!"

(End of chapter)