That must be because I didn’t use enough strength!

That's right!

When the barrier is hit by a strong external force, it will inevitably produce a certain degree of magical fluctuations, just like an assassin in a perfect stealth state will become looming when he moves.

This would destroy the concealment of the barrier, causing more lizardmen to notice the abnormality here, which would then cause more disturbances and attract more lizardmen...

It's a complete vicious circle.

As for the Muggle Repelling Charm?

Sorry, that is for Muggles. These lizardmen wandering around the streets are no longer Muggles after absorbing the magical raindrops pouring down from the sky.

At this moment, they are more like some kind of magical animals that have just been created. Although there is only a little magic power contained in their bodies, it is the same magic power as wizards after all, which can help them get rid of the influence of the Muggle Expelling Spell.

Not to mention, these monsters all have the genes of lizards.

You should know that some species of lizards have the ability to sense heat, but they do not have thermal eyes like snakes that can directly see the thermal radiation image of their prey.

But this was enough for the group of crazy lizardmen to sense the nearly a thousand creatures moving around in the car.

and so……

A large number of Lizardmen on the street were attracted by the hustle and bustle here, so much so that the huge ellipsoidal barrier outside King's Cross Station was soon covered with Lizardmen.

Looking from far above, it looks like a super-large green dinosaur egg embedded in the ground.

Looking at the ugly and ferocious lizards outside the barrier, a huge ugly shit green face was stuck on the barrier at close range, distorted and deformed due to the pressure from its companions behind. The faces of the Aurors in the station were about to become as green as theirs.

From their perspective, it was just like the survivors in the carriage in the movie "Train to Busan", confronting the zombies locked in another carriage at a close distance.

"Minister, please give the order to attack."

Looking at the tide of green lizards that quickly covered the entire protective shield and were constantly adding layers of cover, Scrimgeour realized that they could no longer continue to hold on to their defensive tactics and wait for death in the same place.

Fudge glanced at his generals and said, "Our defense shield is still very strong.

That is necessary, and maintaining the status quo as it is now is the best option."

"Besides..." Fudge said confidently, "We still have Professor Dumbledore here!"

"As long as Dumbledore attacks, everything will be fine."

Alastor Moody, a retired old Auror who was urgently summoned to the front line, rudely shattered Cornelius Fudge's unrealistic fantasy.

"I received news that Dumbledore was entangled. He was fighting with the mysterious dark wizard who was suspected of kidnapping Harry Potter on the Tower Bridge in London, and the two were evenly matched."

"Moreover, he also heard what Dumbledore called the mysterious dark wizard."

At this point, Alastor Moody, nicknamed "Mad-Eye", spun the magic eye that belonged to an alchemical creation embedded in his eye socket, and completely revealed the white of his eye to Fudge, the wimp minister, and gave him a look full of contempt.

"Would you like to guess what that name is? Cornelius? I think you'd be interested in that."

In such a critical situation, Mad-Eye still showed his unusual black humor, but his horrible appearance made it impossible to feel that he was showing his sense of humor.

Alastor Moody's body had already become pineapple-like due to the battle with the Death Eaters during the era when Voldemort was rampant.

Under his thick dark gray hair, his face, which was far older than his actual age, looked scarred and gave people the feeling of a rotten wood.

One leg was missing, and instead there was a wooden prosthetic leg as additional support for the body.

His face wasn't much better. In addition to losing an eye, a large piece of flesh was also missing from his nose.

These were the marks of his countless battles against the dark arts as an Auror.

The fierce aura that emanates from his bones makes him seem like an Auror who punishes evil and promotes good. Putting a Death Eater next to him might make him seem more amiable and approachable than he is.

Alastor Moody's mouth was grinning, and that strange smile looked like a grin no matter how you looked at it.

"Dumbledore calls him Tom Riddle!"

"I'm sure everyone present here who participated in that war is familiar with this name, right?"

Fudge was shocked, as if someone had hit him hard in the face.

And this is indeed the case.

As the Dark Lord who cannot even be mentioned by name, Voldemort's real name has always been a mystery in the British wizarding world. Most people only know his nickname "Voldemort" but not his real name.

But this matter is not a secret to high-level figures like Cornelius Fudge, or elite Aurors like Alastor Moody and Scrimgeour who once fought on the front line against the Death Eaters.

So, when Cornelius heard the name from Moody's mouth, the first reaction of those wizards, including him, who knew Voldemort's real name, was shock.

I don't know if it was because the news was too shocking that caused Fudge to lose his mind, but at this moment, a smile flashed across his face for the first time.

"Alastor, you don't really believe all this? It's just a name?"

"The You-Know-Who has been dead for almost eleven years, how could he make a comeback? This must be some Death Eater remnant acting in the name of their old master!"

Cornelius Fudge stretched out his hand with trembling hands and took off the green hat on his head. This action, which was obviously very simple at ordinary times, seemed extremely difficult at this moment.

After a moment's silence, Fudge, who had heard the name Voldemort over and over again, suddenly exploded.

"It's all lies! Lies!"

Cornelius was short and fat, like a big winter melon in a suit. He waved his short hands excitedly and vigorously. "Do you know how much effort I have put in to maintain peace in the British wizarding world today?"

"You don't know at all!"

"All you do is create a sense of panic that the Dark Lord has returned, and deliberately destroy all the achievements that the Ministry of Magic has made in the past eleven years!"

Fudge roared loudly, "The Auror Corps should have been unconditionally loyal to the Ministry of Magic, but you chose to collude with Dumbledore!"

"Everything you do is holding me back!"

Scrimgeour protested fearlessly, "Minister, these words are too much!"

Tonks, who was only an intern Auror, had never seen such a scene before. At this moment, she was like a shivering reindeer hiding behind her instructor, Kingsley Shacklebolt, but she could not suppress her curiosity and wanted to stick her head out to take a look at the scene of the Minister's rage.

Seeing that Cornelius Fudge wanted to say more and stronger words, Alastor Moody knocked the cane in his hand heavily to the ground. The magic power that surged out immediately shut up Fudge, a rookie who would be defeated instantly by American Iai.

“Is this the time to discuss this?”

He stared sternly at the wimpy minister in front of him with his eyes that had witnessed the tragic deaths of countless enemies.

Facing a ruthless man like Moody who dared to beat his own people to death when he got mad, Fudge, who had just looked so arrogant, immediately

Withered down.

He kept trying to find excuses for himself in his mind: I am doing this for the greater good!

Moody glanced at the giant lizards that had already covered the entire defense shield above the station and built a unique green dome with the support of the shield.

He saw the problem immediately.

Such an existence is too conspicuous in the city of London.

The mysterious wizard who kidnapped Harry Potter could ignore the magical light beam rising into the sky and go to duel with Dumbledore.

As soon as the beam of light appeared, the Ministry of Magic dispatched the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes and the last few staff left in the Ministry of Magic from the Auror Office under the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to investigate the situation.

But the beam of light has not shown any signs of disappearing, and there is no news of their colleagues either...

This means that there is definitely more than one person on the other side!

It would be difficult if the other party's helpers noticed something unusual at King's Cross Station.

The current barrier seems to be able to hold out for a while, but what if it suffers a powerful long-range attack that causes the entire shield to collapse completely?

Those lizardmen gathered in a dark mass above their heads were about to fall directly into their midst.

Then the fun will be great.

Even if the other party didn't notice, judging by the frequency and strength with which the lizardmen were frantically attacking the barrier, the magic power in their bodies wouldn't last for long.

"We must clear out all the Lizardmen in the surrounding area, and we must also send some people to lead the Lizardmen wandering the streets away so that they will no longer gather at King's Cross Station."

Of all the people present, no one had more combat experience than the senior Auror Alastor Moody.

Therefore, Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office, did not express any different opinions on his unauthorized arrangement.

The only problem now is...

How are they going to clear out the Lizardmen outside the barrier who have been transformed from innocent London citizens?

Who should be sent to be the bait to lure the enemy, which is a risk of death or even a 100% chance of survival?

Chapter 231 The old general on the stage, with flags all over his back

Regarding these two difficult issues that they had to face, the Aurors at King's Cross Station all chose to remain silent.

Although they knew in their hearts that there was no other more appropriate action plan than the one proposed by Moody in the current situation.

But no one wants to be the warrior who takes the lead in rushing out of the barrier and directly fighting with those green-skinned monsters outside.

They are all watching, hoping that someone else will take the initiative to step forward and take the lead.

Looking at their cowardly appearance, Alastor Moody shook his head in disappointment.

He knew that the glorious moment of the Auror Office had forever remained in the era when Voldemort was wreaking havoc.

After ten years of false peace, the elite Aurors who participated in the Wizarding War and were lucky enough to survive until the end of the war are now old and disabled.

Most of them have already retreated from the front line of the battle, and only a few of them are still fighting in the Auror office.

For example, the Head of the Auror Office, Rufus Scrimgeour.

The current Auror Office is basically made up of the new generation of wizards who grew up during the ten years of false peace.

Although most of them had experienced that terrible and turbulent era, at that time most of them were just flowers protected in the ivory tower of Hogwarts.

Only a handful of them had ever been on the battlefield.

Logically speaking, the period of peace after a war is the best time for development.

The wizarding world has just recovered from the war, and this should be the period when martial virtues are most abundant. A large number of elite Aurors who have just retired are still in good physical condition and have rich combat experience.

After all, anyone who can survive a brutal war of that intensity is not an easy person to deal with.

They can be rehired back to their original units as instructors, or apply for professorships at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to share their magical knowledge with the new generation of leeks, no, students.

Similarly, a large number of newcomers should be able to grow rapidly by receiving an education level far beyond what their predecessors had in their past under the unreserved teaching of their predecessors.

Logically speaking, the European wizarding world should have rich experience in this kind of post-war recovery, just like the war that Gellert Grindelwald started in the European and American wizarding world.

The brutal war created countless heroes and wrote many legends.

However, due to the existence of Dumbledore, the war launched by Grindelwald deliberately avoided Britain.

When other countries are about to beat their brains out, the scenery here in Da Ying is unique and we have been silently appreciating the "beautiful scenery" in other people's homes.

Therefore, they didn't get any experience packs for post-war recovery.

But even so, they still have similar papers completed by others to copy, no, to borrow and cite.

Unfortunately, after the first wizarding war started by Voldemort,

, several ministers who have successively taken office in the Ministry of Magic are all outstanding figures.

Under their wise and brave leadership, the magic world in Great Ying not only failed to recover to its pre-war level, but became worse day by day.

They can't even copy homework! They just know how to make money in their own pockets every day!

Let’s not talk about anything else, just take the current Auror Office as an example. The level of military force and the degree of economic development can be said to be the most intuitive reflection of a country’s strength.

But look at the Auror office now, what kind of rotten fish and shrimp are there?

As long as you can cast the Shield Charm, you can become the backbone of the Auror team.

In the era when Voldemort was wreaking havoc, mastering the Shield Charm that could be cast silently and instantly was the minimum requirement for an Auror.

If a wizard who can't use a shield goes to the battlefield, he will be like the cheap conscripted soldiers who were pulled out of the fields by the Russians during World War II, given a day of simple training, and then sent to the battlefield. The mortality rate is ridiculously high.

When did the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, known as the Empire on which the sun never sets, fall into such a situation?

The Minister, as the highest leader of the Ministry of Magic, should bear at least 95% of the blame.

The training of Aurors requires a large amount of Galleons as funding, but after the war, the two wise and powerful ministers both believed that the wizarding world had reached peace and that they could put their weapons in storage and let their horses rest in peace.

So they drastically cut the budget of the Auror Office, saying that they wanted to transfer the limited Galleons to other more valuable activities.

For example, in the minister’s personal pocket.

Moreover, Cornelius Fudge even called it reducing the Ministry of Magic's financial deficit.

It's not that no one realizes the importance of maintaining a high level of training in the Auror Office, such as Alastor Moody and Rufus Scrimgeour.

However, since their superiors did not allocate funds, even if they found the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to support them, they had no other way without the minister's approval.

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