The words of Lucius and Macnair woke August up. No wonder they didn't see Wormtail and the others. They were on a decoy mission…
The rest of the Death Eaters offered words of praise for the Dark Lord's brilliant plan.
This would greatly reduce the number of Aurors guarding the Ministry of Magic, and the fact that the annoying protective enchantments could not be activated would give them an advantage. The Ministry would be destroyed today!
"Master, when do we begin?" asked Amycus Carrow eagerly, eager to get inside the Ministry and vent the pent-up anger he had been suppressing for over a decade.
"Now, of course!" Ivan said without hesitation. He then looked at the Death Eaters, who were in high spirits, and said grimly, "Get your wands! We're going to deliver a special Hallowe'en gift to the Minister for Magic!"
"I'm sure Fudge will love it!" Bella laughed hysterically.
Auguste, Dolohov, and the others also laughed. They could not wait to make a scene…
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UK, 9:40 A.M.
With a spatial shift, hundreds of figures appeared out of thin air on a ruined and abandoned street in London.
Directly in front of them, an old red telephone booth stood quietly on the right side of the road. Ivan, who had been there twice, knew that this was the entrance to the Ministry of Magic!
"Want to say hello to the Ministry first, master?" Macnair asked teasingly, looking at the telephone booth.
"Of course!" Ivan's lips curled into a smile, and he casually lifted a finger. Without the need for an incantation, the red telephone booth suddenly burst into blazing flames, which transformed into a dark red fireball that plummeted deep into the earth.
About ten seconds later, a violent crash and explosion came from underground…
After a brief greeting, Ivan took the lead and jumped into the bottomless tunnel. Under the effects of the Levitation Charm, his black robe was lifted up, and he descended rapidly like a bat.
It took Ivan a week of experimenting to simulate the Dark Lord's signature skill, but he was able to pull it off.
The rest of the Death Eaters turned into a cloud of black smoke and followed Ivan underground…
At the same time, the previously orderly Ministry of Magic was thrown into chaos by the sudden fall of the telephone booth, and the deafening explosions attracted the attention of Aurors and curious clerks alike.
"What's going on?" Gaddwin, then the Deputy Head of the Auror Headquarters, asked with a frown when he saw the flames rising from the tunnel entrance.
"It's an attack, Captain! Someone blew up the telephone booth!" a young Auror replied grimly as he waved his wand to disperse the smoke and flames.
'Attacked? How?'
Gadwen's mind went blank. Who would dare attack the Ministry?
He would much rather believe that the telephone booth had malfunctioned due to years of disrepair and that was why he had dropped it…
You-Know-Who couldn't have beaten his way in with the Death Eaters… could he?
As he thought about it, Gadwen's face went slack and he stared straight ahead, his eyes bulging.
From the dark tunnel, a black-robed figure descended at high speed. All the wizards present seemed to have been collectively struck by a silent curse. All words were stuck in their mouths, and all they could see were those scarlet eyes and the snake-like terrifying face…
"M-Mystery Man?!" Gadwen gulped, his body shaking and his mind going blank.
Didn't the Daily Prophet say that You-Know-Who's Resurrection was made up?
However, the other party was standing right in front of him, and he wanted to skin the editor of the Daily Prophet alive…
"Get the Minister! It's You-Know-Who!"
A shrill cry broke the momentary silence, and the wizards in the hall scattered in panic, shrieking and shrieking.
Ivan looked around, his eyes quickly locking on to a wizard, then he waved the wand he kept in his sleeve and shouted fiercely.
"Avada Kedavra ~ (Avada Kedavra)"
A dark green beam flashed through the air, and the locked-on wizard screamed in terror.
"No, Dark Lord, you should not have killed me…"
Before he could finish his sentence, the green light had already hit him. The unlucky wizard's life force was instantly sucked out of him, and he fell to the ground unconscious.
He wondered if the Dark Lord had hit the wrong person, when he himself had become a Death Eater three months earlier…
After disposing of one, Ivan continued to cast spells, trying to create more chaos.
By the time the first victim was found, the Ministry Hall was in chaos, with countless clerks screaming and trying to escape, but the fireplaces around the hall had somehow lost their purpose, and no amount of powdered Floo could transport them.
To everyone's despair, a large amount of black fog was pouring into the tunnel from above, and when it landed, it transformed back into Death Eaters, fighting off the Aurors who had summoned up the courage to fight back.
"Crucio ~ (Crucius)" As soon as she landed, Bella pointed her wand at the nearest Auror. She preferred to torture the Auror and listen to their screams rather than kill them outright.
The siblings, as well as Augustus and the others, did not have the same enthusiasm as Bella. Each and every one of them was ruthless and recklessly vented their anger. More than twenty Aurors who dared to resist soon lost their ability to fight or simply died on the spot…
However, this was the Ministry of Magic, and more and more Aurors were gathering towards them. Many clerks who had failed to escape took out their wands and joined the resistance…
Despite the perfect timing of the raid, which caught everyone off guard, the Death Eaters, having just escaped from prison, were in such poor condition that they soon lost their advantage and were forced into a bitter battle.
What's more, over the years, the Aurors' equipment had been vastly improved, and the Hitters were equipped with protective rings, which caught Bella and her Death Eaters off guard.
"Serpensortia~~" Ivan, of course, was not going to let this go on. He snapped, and with a slight shake of his wand, a terrifying python dozens of feet long burst out of the drifting black smoke and charged around the already chaotic hall.
After expending two whole scales of magic, this low-level dark magic was over a hundred times more powerful in Ivan's hands, and the python's thick tail whipped the Aurors away…