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Chapter 485 The Dead Resurrected

Andrew didn't know why the other party touched Harry's wand, but at this point in time, it was really inappropriate for a wizard to reach out to someone else's wand.

Especially since the opponent was still invisible and attacked the wand, it was very strange.

If this time is taken into account, most wizards were controlled by the charming little girl who appeared, and the other party secretly got a wand.

Andrew didn't even have time to think about whether the Ministry of Magic's security measure was to check wands rather than wizards. He slid down from his seat, then, aiming at Fudge's position, grabbed him by the ankle and pulled him down with force.

"Assassin! Behind! Invisible!"

He shouted loudly and rolled over when Fudge lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"I have tried my best. It is time to protect myself. Even if the opponent has a better aim and kills you with an Avatar, I will have done my duty for your Galleons."

Several heavy Shield Charms surrounded Fudge's position almost instantly - just as Andrew had guessed, the venue was full of Aurors.

Even Andrew was stared at by an Auror, but the other party did not cast a spell, probably to make sure that he did not draw his wand to ensure the safety of the Minister of Magic.

Even a few of the wizards who had come in stood up instantly, and red stun spells swept towards the back like rain, not even sparing the open space.

At the same time, a light golden curtain wall appeared in front of the box, which made Andrew deeply understand how much preparation the Ministry of Magic had made for the security of this box.

'Luckily I didn't draw my wand. If I had, I would have been the first target of these Aurors.'

He cast his eyes on Fudge - the Minister of Magic was still in a daze, and it was obvious that Andrew had pulled him hard.

But the Auror's reaction was faster than Andrew expected.

"Minister, a hidden assassin has been found. He is wearing an invisible cloak and has been controlled!"

A middle-aged Auror made a quick inspection and reported quickly, but the inspection on the other side was still going on - it was obvious that the Aurors, who had discovered that they had made a fatal mistake, were ready to give an explanation to the Minister of Magic.

This is the top-level box among the top-level boxes, and a guy wearing an invisible cloak was let in!

If an Avatar hit him, or even if it missed and just injured an important wizard by mistake, he would be finished!

Fudge's expression became uncertain, but soon returned to his normal state. He stood up politely and even walked quickly over to check.

"Check whether there are any wizards injured by mistake and check the identity of the assassin. The sooner the better! Send Amelia over!"

After instructing the Auror, Fudge turned around and began to comfort the wizards present, "Please rest assured, our Aurors have the situation under control. The box is safe now."

"Hiss, a few kids were injured by mistake. Fortunately, the Aurors only used the Stunning Spell. There is no other way. This kind of large-scale counterattack will always result in accidental injuries."

After Andrew stood up and sat back in his original seat, the wizard next to him stared at Andrew with great interest - this wizard was one of the few wizards who didn't even try to dodge.

Most of the other high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic chose to bend down and lower their center of gravity as soon as Andrew finished shouting, and some even slipped off like Andrew.

Andrew withdrew his gaze from the chaotic scene over there and looked at the wizard carefully, very curious why he was so calm.

"Why are you so surprised? A wizard of my age, there won't be any enemies trying to assassinate me. I definitely won't be the first target."

Perhaps guessing Andrew's doubts, the other party explained cheerfully, "But if we let in an assassin, this place will really be..."

'I also want to know how this guy got in. The Ministry of Magic's security measures are not vegetarian!'

Andrew knew very well how strict Auror training was - he had done statistics on student employment and found that there were almost no Auror recruits in recent years because the level of the Anti-Dark Arts course was too poor!

The admissions are so strict, they can’t just give up afterwards, right?

But the assassin sneaked in so easily!

He wanted to check it out, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

The Auror had already been slapped in the face once, and if he went over there again it would just be rubbing salt into the wound.

He subconsciously glanced downwards.

It was too outrageous - there was still music and dancing going on below the box... But it was also outrageously reasonable. Meiwa's performance was so charming that people might even ignore what was happening outside. There were not many people who could see it from the top box, so how could it be as interesting as watching Meiwa dancing?

"Forget about that side, it's almost the same here..."

Andrew shifted his gaze into the box, where Harry and Ron were lying on the floor, sleeping soundly.

When the Auror attacked, the two were unable to resist and had already left their seats, falling directly into the spell...

However, Miss Granger was spared by the Auror's spell because she did not move.

But she was being interrogated now - not only her, but everyone in the back of the box was being interrogated by the Aurors because it was too close to the assassin's position.

"It seems lucky that the commotion here has not been noticed, otherwise there would be endless big news in tomorrow's Daily Prophet."

“Does Bulgaria read the Daily Prophet?”

Andrew asked curiously.

"Look, I subscribe to newspapers from all over the world, and magazines too. Otherwise, how could I have lived so long?"

'These two are... well, really related.'

Andrew was stunned, but nodded.

"Look, I knew you would definitely agree. An excellent Ravenclaw student should understand that knowledge is life span!"

Indeed, the equation holds.

As Andrew nodded, a striker ran up - the flashing reflection of the potion allowed Andrew to guess what it was at once.

"What a fast pace! The singing and dancing below hasn't stopped yet."

The process is very simple: feed medicine, wake the patient up, and then ask questions - but there is a possibility of theoretical falsification.

But the Aurors obviously didn't consider that. Andrew soon saw an Auror squatting and asking in a low voice.

However, outrageous shouts soon appeared.

"what!"

The Auror in charge of the questioning did not hold back his voice. He asked again in disbelief, but this time his trembling voice was a little louder.

"Who do you think you are?"

The box suddenly became quiet, but it was no use - it was too noisy outside and Andrew couldn't hear a thing.

But the discussion soon spread from there to this side of the box.

"What a joke! How is that possible!"

"Isn't he dead?"

"Yes, he died. I remember it clearly. Many people called him cold-blooded..."

died?
What the hell, Andrew was extremely confused at this moment.

But even more explosive news soon broke out.

"Dark Mark, he's crazy!"

'No, Dark Mark? Death Eaters sneaking in? Resurrection from the dead? Holy shit, the Nosed One is awake now?'

Andrew began to scare himself.

(End of this chapter)