I'm Really an Alchemist

Black took advantage of this opportunity to get rid of Auror's control, and rushed towards Harry Potter, protecting Harry under his body.

Gravel fell on his back.

"It's okay, it's okay." Black whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Harry stared blankly at the man who was protecting him. He slowly let go of his wand, and didn't attack right away, even if it was a good opportunity.

The earthquake lasted for several minutes.

But it seems like centuries.

Finally, the earthquake stopped.

The Aurors who depended on each other raised their heads with lingering fear, not sure that the earthquake was over... But Harry felt extraordinarily confused, with complicated emotions fermenting in his heart, he broke free from Black's protection and rushed out of the office.

"Harry!" Black also wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by his niece.

Naturally, it was impossible for the Aurors to let the arrested criminals go.

Lupine said, "I'll go find him and come back!"

Said, also ran out.

Harry ran out of the office frantically, the horror of Hogwarts was imprinted in his eyes, the castle dome and walls were broken with huge holes, and huge stones kept falling down, the castle was full of students screaming, running away, cry.

"Ten minutes, ten minutes!"

Harry looked frantically at the wall clock, the ten minutes limited by the potion had already passed.

Why is this happening at Hogwarts?

Where is Dumbledore, why hasn't Dumbledore come out yet?

Harry overtook or fled, or hugged his head and cried, and ran out of the castle all the way. He saw endless Death Eaters, and countless shadowy winds flying over the castle. Interlaced rays of magic spells destroyed the castle. .

Countless dementors formed a cloud and entered through the opening of the castle.

There were screams of fear and despair from the students in the castle.

Harry stood at the door, actively avoiding the attacks of Dementors and Death Eaters, watching the professors tiredly protecting the terrified students, dealing with countless Death Eaters, listening to the cries and laughter , screams.

It's like an eternity.

.....

Cornelius Fudge was captured by the Death Eaters without dignity and threw him on the ground. He raised his head, but there were five Voldemorts standing in front of him.

"Isn't this my dear Minister for Magic?"

The twenty-two-year-old Voldemort was condescending, with a maniacal smile on his lips.

Cornelius Fudge wanted to utter harsh words, wanted to show his dignity as the Minister of Magic, and wanted to die rather than surrender, but all the emotions in his heart disappeared the moment he saw the five Voldemorts.

"Lord Dark Lord." He lay on the ground like a fat pig, begging, "I am willing to obey you, I am willing to obey you!"

Voldemorts laughed shrilly.

Voldemort, a twenty-two-year-old youth, slowly stretched out his shoe and got a little dirt.

He looked down at the Minister of Magic and smiled happily: "My lord, look, my shoes are a bit dirty?"

Cornelius Fudge arched on the ground, licking his face and trying to wipe the dirt off his shoes with his custom-made high-end wizard robe.

crackle.

Blue lightning hit his hand.

Young Voldemort restrained his smile: "Who allowed you to use your hands?"

hands free....

Cornelius Fudge raised his head, looked at the crazy Voldemort, his eyes were slightly lost, and he slowly lowered his head.

Some Aurors couldn't stand the humiliating behavior of the Minister of Magic. They roared and rushed towards Voldemort while pumping their wands, but they were easily defeated by Death Eaters ten times their number.

The Aurors who dared to resist were all defeated by the Death Eaters and hung upside down.

Instead of killing them, he tortured them with a curse.

Seeing the painful wailing of these colleagues, the other staff of the Ministry of Magic did not dare to resist. They all put away their wands and stood there like logs.... They did not have the arrogance to hunt Hogwarts at all.

Cornelius Fudge licked Voldemort's shoes clean, was rewarded with a kick, and smiled happily.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic all cast disgusted and disgusted eyes.

Connelly figured it out, his political career was over, and so was the British wizarding world, and now he could continue to enjoy the glory and wealth only by holding Voldemort's thigh.

"Don't worry, follow me, they won't hurt us!"

Draco Malfoy was about to cry. He tried his best to comfort the students behind him. At this moment, most of the people behind him were Slytherin students, and there were also a few students from other colleges.

In the past, Draco would have been proud.

Even the students of other colleges are impressed.

But now, all he had was fear, and the arm that held his wand was trembling.

A group of people rushed out of the castle that had been occupied by dementors, but stopped at the gate of the castle, watching the endless Death Eaters rushing in like a tide, forcing Hogwarts into an isolated island.

"Draco."

Among the Death Eaters, someone shouted in a deep voice.

Draco looked over in surprise, and the hooded Death Eater came out and took off his hat slowly. It was his father Lucius.

Lucius said blankly, "Come here."

Draco suddenly became pleasantly surprised, he raised his head proudly, greeted the classmates behind him, and walked towards his father.

Bang! !

The red magic light struck behind him, drawing a deep ravine.

"Only you can come here." There was a lunatic laugh among the Death Eaters, and a woman with shaggy hair came out, and she gave Draco a wink, but looked dangerously at the terrified students behind Draco.

"Little Draco, go back to your parents." Bellatrix swept the students on the other side of the ravine, raising a crazy and silly smile: "Little cuties, as long as you are willing to swear allegiance to the Dark Lord, Allegiance to the darkness, we can come together!"

She rested her wand in her palm and looked at the students.

Draco froze, turned around and said anxiously: "Swear quickly, you don't want to die!"

Everyone looked at him in silence.

Not just other houses, not just Gryffindor, which he hated the most.

Even Slytherin's classmates were silent, looking at him as if they didn't know him at all.

That look made Draco feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Sorry, Draco." It was Marcus, the prefect who has always gotten along with Draco, who said this. He drew out his wand and roared at Bellatrix: "This is Hogwarts, We are Slytherins!"

Fucking wise and safe, judge the situation.

We are Slytherins, we are ambitious, we are victorious.

We value honor!

Draco's body trembled like an electric shock, and the trembling surged from the top of his head to his feet. He slowly drew out his wand, and with Bellatrix's satisfied smile, he suddenly turned around and attacked.

"Except your weapons!"

A blue arc stabbed towards Bellatrix.

At the critical moment, someone blocked Draco's attack with a counter-curse.

Lucius was even more insane.

"Draco, what are you doing?" he yelled, "Come here!"

Draco was weeping, but stepped firmly across the ravine and returned to Slytherin.

He doesn't know how to face the enemy.

But now I just want to do what I want to do.

Narcissa Malfoy wanted to rush out, but was held back by her husband. The smile on Bellatrix's face faded, and she fell silent. She looked at the students facing the enemy.

"what a pity."

She pulled out her wand and said indifferently, "What a pity!"

"Kill them!"

The Death Eaters looked grim, and Narcissa and Lucius were in great pain. They rushed to their son, trying to save him in the melee.

Death Eaters in black robes beside them rushed towards the students headed by Slytherin.

Despair is coming.

boom! !

The crimson streamer streaked across the sky and fell down with a bang. The violent impact sent the Death Eaters flying, and the air temperature seemed to be several degrees higher.

The scorching breath spewed in the direction of the Death Eaters.

The desperate Slytherin looked at the black-haired boy who descended from the gods.

"Well said, we are Slytherin." The black-haired boy didn't even have a wand, standing in front of Draco and the others, it was like a high wall that covered all wind and rain.

The Death Eater who came back looked angrily at the black-haired boy.

Then, take a breath.

No one will not know the appearance of the boy, some call him the Dark Lord, some call him Voldemort.

His real name is Tom Riddle.

Tom Riddle, the seventeen-year-old Dark Lord who never appeared in the Death Eater battle.

"Tom Riddle." Bellatrix said like crazy: "Why did you appear here, why did you stop us?!"

The seventeen-year-old Dark Lord laughed.

"Does it need to be said?" He patted his clothes, and in the blink of an eye, the Muggle casual clothes on his body changed in the flowing firelight.

into a dark green robe.

Slytherin school robes.