"Yunus, die for me!!!"
Looking at Yunus who was already lying on the ground like a dead body, motionless and being trampled by Fiendfire beasts, Lester's eyes were hardened, and all the grievances he had suffered in the past half month were all condensed into his hands. Huge fireball.
Other traversers, after transmigrating, are either powerful or powerful, and the last ones are orphans in orphanages, and at least they have a bite to eat.
But what about him, Leicester? Just after transmigrating, before I figured out the situation, I was thrown into Azkaban. Isn't this bullying honest people?
And who caused all this? It was caused by Yunus who was being trampled crazily in front of him.
The endless anger condensed into a huge fireball in Leicester's hands again. As soon as the purple and strange Fiendflame appeared, it turned Leicester's surroundings into a huge melting pot.
"die!!!"
Controlling the huge Fireball in his hand, Lester threw his eyes fiercely at Yunus downstairs.
As soon as the huge fireball appeared, it destructively destroyed everything that hindered him.
In the end, it slammed heavily on Yunus who was still lying on the ground.
boom! ! !
First there was a loud noise, then there was a violent shaking, and then, a huge mushroom cloud was slowly rising upwards along the hole that was smashed out.
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At this time, in the Wizengamot trial court, all the members of the Wizengamot and the senior government officials of the Ministry of Magic who witnessed all this swallowed subconsciously, their eyes full of horror.
"Who is that man? Does any of you know him?"
One of the gray-haired old wizards pointed at the grinning 'Sang Biao' on the screen, and asked the people around him tremblingly.
Hearing the white-haired wizard's question, everyone else shook their heads to express that they hadn't seen it before. Only some senior officials of the Ministry of Magic who had just escaped looked at Sang Biao's somewhat familiar face, thinking about something thoughtfully.
Different from this group of old antiques who became members of the Wizengamot only by relying on their family prestige, these senior officials of the Ministry of Magic are the group of people who have the highest authority in the magic world. These old relics of Sengama are well-informed.
They knew that the man who was beating Yunus violently with fierce fire was none other than a Muggle wizard's servant, Sang Biao, whom Yunus had tamed a few years ago!
But now, everything seems to have changed. Sangbiao suddenly rose up and led a group of prisoners to kill the Ministry of Magic. This had to make them reconsider Sangbiao's position in their hearts.
"Minister, do you need to send someone to talk to Sangbiao later?"
In a dark corner, two figures were hiding in the shadows, only showing two pairs of piercing eyes, constantly watching the situation outside.
The current time is 1990, which is the tenth year after Voldemort's defeat, and the current minister of the Ministry of Magic is Misan Barno.
Unlike the next minister who has become the mascot of the pure-blood family, Misheng Bano is a well-known minister with real power. He once personally led people to participate in the resistance against Voldemort's tyranny when Voldemort was raging.
At that time, many Death Eaters were sent to the guillotine by himself, ending their sinful life.
Now, the minister of the Ministry of Magic, who has made great military achievements in the past and is now in a high position, looked at the mushroom cloud slowly rising on the screen, and his complexion was extremely ugly.
"Talk? Look at his posture. He is about to blow up the Ministry of Magic. Do you think he will negotiate with us?"
Bano looked excited, pointed at Sangbiao who was still setting fire to Yunus, and said, "I also want to negotiate with him, but what can we give him?"
"Power, wealth, prestige, with his strength, he can get all these things at his fingertips. If he wants to, he is another Dark Lord!"
After talking a long list in one breath, the excited Bano calmed down a bit, and then asked, "Did you contact Dumbledore?"
There was a hint of expectation in Barno's words. Before, he hated Dumbledore the most, because Dumbledore's prestige was in full swing at that time. As long as Dumbledore nodded, Dumbledore's minister position would be his, so , he naturally hated Dumbledore.
However, now, he really hoped that Dumbledore, who went to Su country alone a few days ago, would show up quickly to end this terrible disaster.
"Principal Dumbledore" said with embarrassment, "Su country's magic world seems to be launching a riot. Now their communication measures in the entire magic world have been completely paralyzed. Our owls and letters can't enter Su country at all."
"Damn Su country!" Minister Bano's words were full of anger.
If you have a coup d'état, then it's a coup d'etat. Why do you have to choose this time for a coup d'état? Isn't this killing him? !
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No matter how anxious others are, the war between Leicester and Yunus is still not over.
Two people who have been fighting fiercely for hours, now there is only one way to end this battle, and that is to kill each other!
"Give me death!!!"
At this time, Lester was standing by the big hole on the third floor, constantly rubbing out terrible purple fireballs in his hands, and then frantically threw them towards the unconscious Yunus downstairs.
Like a magic turret with infinite mana, Lester only needs to pull the burning Fiendfire around him to his hand, and then hit Yunus on the ground.
And Yunus, who had been lying on the ground and let Lester beat him, his body was covered in black mist. Whenever Lester's small fireball hit him, his body would spit out A bit of black mist slowly surrounded Yunus.
It's not over yet, don't forget that there are several fiendish beasts around Yunus, and the beasts use their hooves or teeth to bite Yunus on the ground frantically.
At the same time, the purple fiendish fire covered Yunus's whole body, turning him into a mass of purple and black flames.
This kind of terrifying attack strength means that Yunus can produce a steady stream of black mist to compete with the terrible Fiendfire. Otherwise, even if it was replaced by Voldemort, he would probably be burned to ashes by Fiendfire.
Looking at the lifeless Yunus, Lester showed no mercy at all, and turned into a bomb maniac directly, throwing the Fireball in his hand at Yunus for free.
boom! ! !
boom! ! !
For a while, the sound of explosions in the entire fifth floor of the basement was endless. Even Lester still had the leisure to control the frequency of throwing fireballs, and made a ditty with the sound of bombs. He didn't believe it. He attacked like this, Yunus Can still survive under his hands.
Lester threw the bomb well, but the wizards of the Wizengamot downstairs suffered.
Although there was still a distance between the two, due to the power of Leicester's fireball, every time he threw it, the trial court downstairs would shake uncontrollably.
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