Chapter 1033 Magic: Fancy World

Throwing a flash bomb before going to war is a thought inherited from the previous life.

Under the bright sunlight, Anton gently waved the wand in his hand, and in an instant countless butterflies with translucent wings flew out from the tip of the wand.

Each side of the wings of those butterflies is like a small piece of mirror, with a random 'light refraction' magic spell attached to it, they will randomly grab a nearby mirror and reflect it on the wings. (Invented by Anton, mentioned in chapters 922 and 968)

This is an improved version of the "Flock of Birds". Countless butterflies filled the square outside the Magic Congress building, flying randomly, dazzling everything within reach.

It was as if the whole world fell apart.

These butterflies reflected the huge sun in the sky, like small searchlights. As they danced, the light sources dazzled in front of the eyes, like bright stars.

It's very interesting, the sun, the mirror butterfly, and the latent memory and eye senses of the person affected by the magic, together form an extremely delicate ritual magic.

It is awakening human beings' fascination with the vast starry sky.

Suddenly, everyone felt dizzy, and the whole world seemed to be shaking and spinning irregularly.

At this time, not to mention releasing attack magic on Anton, even Voldemort, who encountered such inexplicable magic, felt himself trapped in a vortex of countless light spots and couldn't find his way.

"Quack quack..."

"Harry, see? This is much better than disarming spells!"

Anton waved his wand excitedly, frantically urging the ritual magic to proceed.

Harry couldn't answer, the crazy dizziness and light made his stomach churn.

He has vomited.

He lifted off the invisibility cloak and rushed a few steps towards the corner. Before he could stand still, a fountain sprayed out from his mouth.

"This nesting magic is called 'Flower World', how about it?"

"There is more fun!"

Anton looked at Voldemort opposite him with a smile, and shook his wand, "Using magic effects as materials for ritual magic, combining them together, the effects will be very interesting. Let's do some more..."

"Huh?"

He snapped back the wand in his hand, and immediately the sun and the butterflies in the sky all turned into wisps of colorful mist and dissipated in the air.

Just now, he suddenly felt a giant beast rushing into the area of ​​influence of his magic, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

boom!

With the disappearance of the special lighting effects, everything became clear, and I saw a huge werewolf swooping down from the direction of the gate of the Magic Congress building.

It should have been affected by this magic, it staggered and fell, and the force of the dive brought forward friction.

At the same time, more than a hundred people bound by magic on its back also broke free and flew around.

"Slow down and stop the shock!"

Anton flicked the wand in his hand, and all those people and werewolves slowed down and landed gently on the ground.

"All curses end!"

A mist of magical light rushed in the direction of Anton, and suddenly the giant werewolf began to transform, shrinking back into the appearance of an adult wizard.

It's Lupine!

And all the people in the Magic Congress he brought out also woke up.

In other words, some people were not in a coma. They were petrified by the 'Full Body Binding Curse', but it didn't prevent them from knowing what happened.

It was this intruder who saved them.

Boom~

A huge flame spewed out from several windows at the bottom of the Magic Congress building, and quickly spread all the way to higher floors.

"Fiendfire?"

Anton blinked, and walked over to help Lupine up.

And those members of the Magic Congress also gathered behind their Lord Speaker Riddle after a commotion.

At this moment, Voldemort seemed to be a little stunned, and he turned his head and glared at Bella——I told you to arrange someone to set fire, not to set fire!

In order to make the former natives of the Magic Congress and those members of the pure-blood families attached to them hate the Order of the Phoenix and completely bind themselves to the position of the Death Eaters, Voldemort did not transfer those precious magic materials at all.

Needless to say, there are a lot of precious magic potions stored in the downstairs floor of the Department of Mysteries. As far as the level of Fierce Flames in front of him is concerned, Lao Fu knows that those potions are completely destroyed without having to see them himself.

The precious things of the Magic Council are not just magic potions!

Books, materials, various files, magic props, etc., I am afraid they will not be able to keep it!

Bella didn't understand what Lao Fu was thinking, and she would never use insanity on Voldemort if she was loyal.

She just looked at the master innocently.

——I didn't arrange for anyone to set the fire, as I said, I plan to set the fire myself!

Immediately, Voldemort's eyes narrowed, and he looked at his subordinates flickeringly, and at Lupine who was supported by Anton, and said with a sneer, "How dare you, the Order of the Phoenix, set fire to our headquarters building?"

He seemed to be getting more and more angry as he talked, "The witch hunters didn't do this back then, but you fellow wizards did it instead. It's amazing!"

"You fart!" Harry Potter rushed over, raised his wand vigorously and stood beside Lupin, roaring, "Our Order of the Phoenix is ​​not like you evil dark wizards who can use Fiendfire dark magic!"

Voldemort didn't bother arguing with the kid at all, he just looked at the members of the Order of the Phoenix who rushed out of the Magic Congress building with a sneer, "Dumbledore sent you, didn't you?"

His tone turned out to be full of sadness, "The chief wizard of the International Federation of Wizards is full of arrogance and prejudice towards our American wizards! He only cares about European wizards. In order to limit our development and keep Europe ahead, To do such a thing!"

"Simply inexcusable!"

Suddenly, Bella beside him roared, "Unforgivable!"

So all the members of the Magic Congress waved their arms and shouted, "Unforgivable!"

The flames soaring into the sky turned the headquarters building of the Magic Congress into a torch, completely igniting the anger in everyone's hearts. Everyone roared, cried, and roared loudly, as if they wanted to tear everyone on the opposite side immediately.

Kingsley clutched his arm and sighed to Professor McGonagall, "Let me just say, it's useless to save these people!"

"Look!" A shriveled old man in the crowd pointed towards the Order of the Phoenix, "You have captured the children of Lord Goyle and Lord Crabbe!"

"Merlin's beard, Lord Goyle's child's face is covered in blood, what happened to him!"

With this discovery, the anger was completely ignited, and without the guidance of Mr. Riddle, many people shouted angrily, "Let go of those two children, you demons!"

The trend has come!

The corners of Lao Fu's mouth curled up slightly, and he took a deep breath, feeling fascinated by the coming of this conflict.

He knew that at such a moment, he had completely owned this land.

It is no longer the blessing brought by the status of the so-called chairman of the magic country, everyone is completely on the same front with him, and even the people in this land can no longer do without him.

Even if there is no Magic Congress, these people will beg him to dominate everything.

Just like the Death Eaters back then.

The only problem...

He might have to be careful not to let Anton get killed in this place, otherwise, if his prestige is lost, the general situation will also be in vain.

So, he walked forward slowly, as if he wanted to block everyone behind him from his front.

"Anthony Weasley!"

"This is a matter for our Magic Congress and the Order of the Phoenix. Please leave, otherwise we will regard you as the same enemy!"

As he spoke, the members of the Magic Congress behind him clenched their wands and came up, surrounded in a dense mass.

As for the Order of the Phoenix, they gathered together and looked at each other vigilantly.

Kingsley had already shut his mouth at this time and did not make any further comments. Like everyone else, he was waiting for Professor McGonagall to make the final decision.

Professor McGonagall hesitated. She knew that with Tom's pissing nature, the two children, Goyle and Crabbe, might not be secretly killed if they were handed over, and they would blame them on the Order of the Phoenix to create deeper hatred.

But if they don't hand it over, I'm afraid they will face a more intense battle now, completely opposing the contradictions that could have been reconciled between the two parties.

Yes, it seems like fire and water.

But Professor McGonagall is too clear that these people were just aroused. After all, they were rescued from Fiendfire by the Order of the Phoenix. As time goes by, these are opportunities that can be used to eliminate hatred.