Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 1281 Embrace Death
Looking at the large magical barrier blocking him, Voldemort also realized what exactly Scrimgeour wanted to do, and his killing intent grew stronger.

Scrimgeour must die!
He raised his wand and cast a blinding spell forward.

With a bang, the enchantment that had been torn apart by Albert suddenly shattered like a mirror.

Voldemort walked towards the Weasley Burrow, under the awe-inspiring eyes of the Death Eaters.

The shattering of the barrier immediately caused a great commotion, but Scrimgeour remained calm. He just stood there, looking into the scarlet eyes in the darkness.

"Is this your plan?"

Voldemort saw the death eaters and dark wizards lying on the ground, his eyes were fixed on Scrimgeour, his voice was so cold that people could tremble all over.

"Kill all my people."

"Isn't it normal for people to die in war?"

Facing Voldemort who was full of murderous intent, Scrimgeour showed no fear at all, instead he took the Auror to meet him.

Countless poisonous snakes gushed out from Voldemort's long sleeves, turning into a tingling wave of snakes and rushing towards Scrimgeour.

This sudden sneak attack almost killed Voldemort.

The Death Eaters and Aurors backed away, making room for a stage big enough for the two of them.

"Wizard's blood is very precious, and every drop is a loss and waste." Voldemort had already raised his wand, ready to kill the guy in front of him directly.

But how could Voldemort give him a chance, a Cruciatus Curse pierced through the devil's flame, and fell silently onto Scrimgeour's body, making him grunt in pain, and gradually lost his control over the devil's flame.

Amid the people's exclamation, Scrimgeour quickly chanted a spell, almost exhausting all his strength to suppress the devil's flame.

They didn't understand why Scrimgeour wanted to take the initiative to die, but Scrimgeour raised his hand to stop him, motioning the surrounding Aurors to step back to make room for them.

Shoot Avada Kedavra directly!
At this moment, everyone could feel Scrimgeour's determination to kill Voldemort, even at the expense of his life.

The Aurors were stunned by Scrimgeour's sudden decision.

Scrimgeour told the Auror behind him that he was not afraid that Voldemort would suddenly attack him.If Voldemort wanted to rule the Ministry of Magic, killing himself in a duel was clearly a better choice right now.

Almost at the same moment, the two raised their wands at the same time, pointed at each other and yelled the deadliest spell ever: "Avada Kedavra!"

Voldemort agreed, leaving Scrimgeour with one final decency.

"It's over, come on."

There was a terrifying silence, and the remaining Aurors looked at the burning pillar of fire in horror, and they all realized that Scrimgeour was dead!
Killed by Voldemort, his body was directly burned to ashes by the most evil magic fire.

Perhaps, this is a duel destined to be recorded in history, but Scrimgeour's failure has long been doomed.

The two drew their wands one after another, and bowed to their opponent with the dueling etiquette of wizards, but they never took their eyes off each other.

Due to Scrimgeour's relationship, the two death spells did not collide, but staggered and flew towards both sides.

Scrimgeour raised his hand to stop the Aurors who were about to go to war, and said to Voldemort in front of him, "So, let's have a duel, and just the two of us will settle all grievances alone. I know you have always wanted to kill me, and now I will give you a Kill me, a chance to take control of the Ministry of Magic."

This guy in front of him can do such a thing.

When Albert left without hesitation, when Scrimgeour realized that he was blocked by the mysterious man, he knew that he had lost his bet and had no chance to come back.

"Really? But I don't think you've ever taken them seriously?" Scrimgeour also raised his wand, mocking without hesitation: "They're just your servants, aren't they? Servants. , for you, you can have as much as you want."

Although Scrimgeour regretted from the bottom of his heart that he hadn't left sooner, he knew there was no point in regretting now.

As long as one is bitten by a poisonous snake, it is estimated that he will die directly.

"Very well, duel, come on, just the two of us."

Voldemort put away his contempt, and he also realized that the man in front of him was standing here to duel with him with the idea of ​​dying with him.

If others don't seize the opportunity to leave, they may face even more terrible disasters next.

"Although I know this is absurd, I know that this day will come late. I have never been afraid of death. If I die, please scatter my ashes on the Black Lake in Hogwarts."

Facing the evil devil flames, Scrimgeour swung vigorously and split the flame poisonous snake in half.However, the devil's flame did not disappear because of this, it just paused for a moment, split into two directly, and rushed towards Scrimgeour again.

Seeing the approaching green light, Scrimgeour also realized that he had no chance. He gave up his resistance and let the green light of death engulf him. The devil flames that followed would be engulfed by the bodies that were blown away by the spell , turned into a blazing fireball.

The night was illuminated by a dazzling green light, and the audience watching the duel were all stunned.

"Stand back and make room."

Scrimgeour turned over and immediately threw several fireballs towards the snake tide, causing explosions one after another, trying to wipe out the oncoming poisonous snakes.

Scrimgeour took the initiative to pull away most of the hatred, and he was also telling Voldemort that most of the dark wizards here are still alive, so as to prevent Voldemort from killing.

"You don't think those Aurors can save your life, do you?" Voldemort glanced at the dozens of Aurors behind Scrimgeour, and sneered.

To be honest, he was very satisfied that Scrimgeour stood up to face him directly, instead of letting the Auror fight and die for him, at least the two sides didn't have to continue to fight more people.

Voldemort suddenly couldn't understand what Scrimgeour wanted to do.

Willing to gamble to admit defeat!

"Have you finished your confession?"

There is no medicine for regret in this world.

"Scrimgeour is dead." Voldemort said, opening his arms. "You will not be my opponents. Give up your resistance and surrender to me. I don't want to kill you. I don't want wizards to bleed."

Both were still alive after the green light faded.

"However, you came in time. I just planned to kill all these guys with a fire."

"Minister, Minister!"

"You won, but our allegiance will always be to the Minister for Magic."

But Scrimgeour didn't fall down because of the Cruciatus Curse. Seeing that he was about to be engulfed in the flames of the devil, he raised his wand again and uttered the last spell with all his strength:
Avada Kedavra!
The green light of death pierced directly through the devil flames and flew directly towards Voldemort.

"I've never thought of it that way. But I agree with one thing, there's no need to go shopping, it's a pointless sacrifice."

As for the proof showdown, if no one can hold Voldemort down, they will lose for sure.

To make matters worse, the smoke and dust raised by the explosion were suddenly engulfed by an evil black flame, and a flaming poisonous snake made of devil flames directly pressed down on Scrimgeour, and all the poisonous snakes that had pounced on Scrimgeour were engulfed by the flames .

Many vipers were indeed wiped out in the explosion, but there were still more vipers breaking through the smoke and rushing towards Scrimgeour.

That's why Scrimgeour took the initiative to embrace death and create opportunities for them.

Kingsley hadn't forgotten that Scrimgeour had executed all the Death Eaters in one go just now, and God knows what terrible things would happen when Voldemort realized that all his right-hand men had been slaughtered by Scrimgeour.

It's just that Scrimgeour looks a bit embarrassed when he dodges the Killing Curse.

The ending could be worse.

However, in the end, Voldemort was also allowed to block with Avada Kedavra, and the two spells were linked together to enter a new round of wrestling.

After Scrimgeour finished speaking, he resolutely turned to face Voldemort.

However, Kingsley, who had already grasped Scrimgeour's intentions, had already reminded other members of the Order of the Phoenix and the guests to leave when Voldemort had no time to pay attention to them.

But he is Voldemort.

Looking at his friend who had been reduced to ashes, Gadvin Robards stood up and bowed slightly towards Voldemort.

After finishing speaking, he took off his hat, put the soil where Scrimgeour had just fallen into the hat, and led the Aurors to the outside. They were going to fulfill Scrimgeour's last wish, to make Scrimgeour His ashes were scattered in the Black Lake at Hogwarts.

Voldemort didn't stop Auror from leaving, because the other party's meaning was already obvious. They only pledged their allegiance to the Minister of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic is now controlled by Voldemort.

After the Aurors left collectively, the remaining guests were all dumbfounded, because they had to face the most evil Dark Lord ever alone.

(End of this chapter)