Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 579 Before Dawn
As the flames slowly dissipated, the Los Santos wizards on the underground floor gradually completed the task of transporting supplies and began to control the Ministry of Magic from top to bottom, floor by floor.

The temperature in the Ministry of Magic was still very high at this time. Fortunately, Arthur and the wizards of Los Santos were well prepared. Their combat uniforms were attached with special high-temperature blocking spells. If all else failed, they could also manually use heat and moisture protection spells to protect themselves.

This device was added to the combat uniform at the beginning of its design. After all, their boss Mike is a master of using fire spells, which means that the combat environment they will be in in the future will most likely have ultra-high temperature characteristics.

Although the Ministry of Magic's overall structure is somewhat like a building, its internal space is actually very large, and is somewhat like an underground city.

It is absolutely impossible for only twenty Los Santos wizards plus Arthur and others to control such a huge monster.

But things are different now.

Under Mike's fire attack, the entire Ministry of Magic has now almost become a death zone.

All the Los Santos wizards had to do was to enter these floors filled with debris and dust, search carefully for possible survivors, and clear out the few bodies that still remained in their complete shape.

This was not a difficult task, just extremely disgusting. Mike felt that he was not capable of doing it. Only the elite Los Santos wizards who had been tempered by the battlefield and had lost their ability to empathize would be indifferent to this kind of work.

On the other hand, Paklo was not having a good time either.

Supported by a man in a black robe, Pecklo walked towards the Department of Mysteries, panting and trembling.

Although his injuries have been initially stabilized under the treatment of his men, there are still more serious problems facing them at this moment.

He, the Unspeakables of the Department of Mysteries, and the remaining Aurors of the Inquisition were trapped in the Department of Mysteries, unable to escape.

And due to the influence of the previous Voldemort incident, the number of Unspeakables has been greatly reduced, and they only occupy a small part of Peklo's troops.

This is a very bad thing, because in order to trigger the dangerous item hidden behind the door in the Department of Mysteries that can never be opened, it requires the Unspoken Man's precise operation and the sacrifice of a large number of lives.

If they are short of manpower, not only will they be unable to draw out the power inside and use it for their own benefit, they may also suffer backlash.

The Aurors, who make up the vast majority, are generally not very strong in combat.

You have to know that the Inquisition has always been the retirement department within the Ministry of Magic. The Aurors who can stay here and work the night shift are all disabled old men. It is absolutely a pipe dream to expect these people to still have combat effectiveness.

However, Paklo did not expect them to be able to stop Mike. For Paklo, the only purpose of their existence was to be eaten as sacrifices by the objects in the Department of Mysteries, and then transformed into power to attack Mike.

These are actually not big problems. There are few people, so there are few people. The combat effectiveness is weak, so there is weak combat effectiveness. Anyway, the enemies are now afraid of the power within the mysterious things and dare not invade. They have plenty of time to deal with the enemies.

But the fact that Chris hadn't returned yet made Paklo instinctively feel a little uneasy.

You have to know that although it is a cross-border transmission, the transmission interface within the Ministry of Magic has been controlled by the enemy.

But with Chris's terrifying strength, if he wanted to come back, he would have come back long ago.

"Mr. Flint, could it be that he is..."

Paklo thought so and shook his head quickly, throwing all these bad thoughts out of his mind.

Then, he raised his head and stared at the gray-white light film above everyone's heads in a daze, with gloom in his eyes.

At the same time, Arthur, Franklin and others who have completely controlled the Ministry of Magic have gathered around Mike.

Arthur held a silver sword in his hands that was emitting a soft light and handed it to Mike.

Suddenly Mike's eyes were filled with smiles.

This is exactly the holy sword that was taken away by the Ministry of Magic. With it, Mike has a real chance to kill Chris.

At this point, their plan has been half successful, and the remaining half, naturally, is to get rid of the enemy boss Chris Flint.

Of course, the battlefield for the final battle with Chris was not inside the Ministry of Magic.

Mike is not so stupid as to choose to fight Chris in the Ministry of Magic when he knows that there is an unknown power stored in the Department of Mysteries.

If Chris and the remaining forces of the Ministry of Magic still hiding in the Department of Mysteries join forces at that time, they will definitely suffer.

Moreover, as the Ministry of Magic is the core of power in the entire wizarding world of Britain, Mike has no intention of destroying it and changing the place of governance.

If the battlefield was really chosen here, the battle between the two legendary wizards would inevitably turn this place into ruins, which was something Mike didn't want to see.

After looking at everyone for a moment, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

He reached into the pocket of the traceless stretching spell he carried with him, took out a teacup and placed it in the middle of the venue. Then he slowly said to everyone:

"Are you all ready?"

No one answered, but their determined eyes had already told Mike the answer.

Mike nodded again, and took the lead in using his magic power to reach out to touch the teacup on the ground.

……

Paris France.

In this world-famous fashion capital, an extraordinary battle is taking place at this moment, which is enough to shock the witnesses.

Countless strange people wearing strange clothes, or with a pair of furry ears or a tail sticking out of their pants, were emerging from every corner of the city and rushing towards a brown-haired young man on the central street of the city.

Although they looked like naughty kids wandering the streets on Halloween, looking for people to extort candy from, their attacks were extremely ferocious.

For example, those guys in strange costumes can shoot colorful beams of light with the small wooden sticks in their hands.

At first, passers-by thought it was fireworks, but later facts proved them wrong, extremely wrong.

The destructive power was comparable to that of bombs, and the stray bullets alone killed more than a dozen passers-by who were watching the show on the sidelines.

There were also the rocks thrown by the giants, the arrows shot in the air by the harpies, the explosions created by the goblins, the fangs and claws of the vampires and werewolves...

All of this turned Central Avenue into a real battlefield.

Logically speaking, covered by such powerful firepower, the besieged person should have been reduced to ashes long ago.

But the opposite is true.

The brown-haired young man who was besieged by a group of monsters was a far more perverted monster than those monsters! Facing the attack that came at him like a torrential rain, the brown-haired young man acted nonchalantly.

He kept swinging the wooden stick in his hand, and the air around him began to distort.

Immediately afterwards, all attacks directed at him were distorted and deformed in the twisted air.

Those colorful beams of light and arrows were easier to deal with, after all, they couldn't hurt their original owners.

But those monsters responsible for melee attacks are in trouble.

Under the influence of that strange and powerful force, they were crushed into pools of meat before they could even scream.

This shocking scene caused the onlookers to exclaim in amazement, and everyone felt that this was basically a suicide attack like a moth flying into a flame.

In fact, unlike what the onlookers thought, although the brown-haired young man Chris looked well-prepared at the moment, like a god of war, he was actually extremely anxious in his heart.

He was originally negotiating with the French Minister of Magic at the French Ministry of Magic about the deployment of the Auror Force.

The other party didn't dare to refuse the request of this legendary wizard at all. In front of him, the old woman minister who was said to be the new minister was as humble as a mudblood.

This reaction was exactly what Chris had expected, so seeing as the other party was so sensible, Chris gave up the idea of ​​causing some trouble in the French Ministry of Magic in order to show his strength to the other party.

But when the negotiations reached the most critical moment, he received a message - the Ministry of Magic was attacked, return quickly.

Chris was naturally anxious when he received the news, and he rushed back to Ying Country with the French Aurors who had just handed over the command.

And from this moment on, things became magical.

First, countless non-intelligent creatures appeared from nowhere and attacked him. Then even the French Aurors he brought with him turned against them and began to attack him, the temporary commander.

This gave Chris a huge headache.

Although this group of guys were not strong and he could easily destroy them, their numbers were ridiculously large. No matter how he killed them, there would always be more people coming out from all directions and attacking him fearlessly.

Under the efforts of those non-human intelligent creatures and French Aurors, the fact is now that Chris is dragged into France and has no ability to support the Ministry of Magic of England.

"what!"

A huge roar came out of Chris's mouth.

Then a circle of terrifying pressure waves formed around him and spread out to the surroundings.

Faced with the special pressure wave formed by the compression of air, all the objects around him turned into twisted and deformed debris, and even the road surface under his feet was greatly distorted.

With this pressure wave, Chris successfully cleared all enemies within a 20-meter radius around him.

He stared ferociously at the non-intelligent creatures that were rapidly gathering around him, his eyes already turning blood red.

Ever since he left the French Ministry of Magic, the brooch-shaped communicator on his chest has been vibrating non-stop.

Chris knew without even looking that it must be Paklo asking for help.

But now, the annoying vibration has stopped.

Chris was not naive enough to think that Peklo had dealt with the invaders.

The most likely reason why Pecklo stopped sending messages for help was that the Ministry of Magic had been completely breached.

This made Chris's anger burst out uncontrollably.

"what!"

Another loud roar was heard, and a circle of pressure waves even larger than the previous one suddenly appeared, directly crushing the non-human intelligent creatures that had gathered together again, and in the process also collapsed a nearby high-rise building.

At this moment, Mike and others who had been teleported here via the transnational door key were on the rooftop of a distant building, looking at the scene on Chris's side.

Franklin, Benjamin and others were all shocked after seeing the huge damage caused by Chris. Even Arthur, whose strength in the Freemasonry was second only to Mike, was no exception.

But Mike chuckled and shook his head.

Compared to Yingguo, France is a very open country. In a sense, French wizards attach more importance to bloodline than even the United States.

Just as the proud and elegant French people of later generations were gradually dyed from white to dark, the wizards on the land of France have now been corrupted by foreign blood.

This change has both advantages and disadvantages. France later relied on a large number of cheap foreign labor to quickly complete its economic recovery after World War II. Today, the French wizarding world has also relied on tolerance of other races to make itself the most dynamic wizarding country in the world.

In the eyes of the senior officials of the French Ministry of Magic, this deal was undoubtedly a huge profit.

Otherwise, the headmaster of Beauxbatons would not be a half-giant witch, which would be extremely ridiculous in other countries.

And precisely because of the country's indifference to bloodline, or its openness, France did not strictly restrict the entry of wizards and even non-human intelligent creatures from other countries like Britain does now.

This resulted in non-human intelligent creatures that were firmly blocked outside the country by the Ministry of Magic's border management department being able to easily enter the country's neighboring countries.

This is another major reason why Mike chose France instead of Britain as the battlefield.

Only here can Mike boldly use all the strength at his disposal to deal with Chris!

Another important reason is that no matter how big a trouble Mike makes here, he does not have to bear the consequences himself.

Just like now, Chris and an army of inhuman intelligent creatures are fighting in the center of Paris, causing so much damage and Muggle sightings that it can be said that the severity of the situation is beyond description.

But Mike doesn't have to be responsible for this at all, because no one dares to hold him and Chris, two legendary wizards, accountable. After all, this is still a world where strength is respected.

In the end, the French Ministry of Magic will have to clean up this mess itself.

Thinking of this, Mike's expression gradually became solemn.

He looked at the fearless non-human intelligent creatures in the distance who were once again organizing an attack that was no different from suicide. Then he turned his head and said to Arthur and others behind him:
"Okay, it's our turn. Please keep a safe distance, okay? You are all my best brothers, and I don't want you to die before dawn."

(End of this chapter)