I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 118 Granger: I killed the Minister of Magic!!!

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the blue fire dragon in front of them.

Suddenly, a red magic spell sped out from the woods.

"They're all petrified!"

Then, in the instant Professor Dumbledore Apparated, another spell flew out: "Faint!"

"Bang!"

Caught off guard, the Auror was attacked by two spells and fell to the ground!

The sudden turn of events caused Fudge's expression to change.

Because, on the shore, he was surrounded by only two Auror guards.

Now, he is the only one left standing, the current Minister of Magic!

"Great opportunity!" Hermione grabbed Luna's hand and quickly scrambled up from the snow.

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although she couldn't understand why Professor Dumbledore had suddenly disappeared, that didn't stop her from having time to cast the third spell.

On the other side—the old headmaster suddenly appeared in the middle of Black Lake!

He first frowned and glanced at Hermione on the shore, who looked like a hunter who had caught his prey, her eyes gleaming green.

Then, in a daze, he quickly raised his wand and swung it violently.

"Vulcan clears the way!!!"

Another flame, a completely different color from the witch's, then appeared.

The orange-red Vulcan descended upon the world in an instant.

The raging flames formed a hurricane.

In an instant, it swallowed up Lani's army and water dragons.

Then it suddenly collided with the blue dragon.

"roar!!!"

The dragon roared, and the flames boiled.

Then a wonderful, unexpected scene swept over everyone.

The orange flames, like a high wall, enveloped the entire Black Lake.

The blue-flame dragon was banished from the water and exiled to the heavens.

It is still roaring, trying to tear the wall of fire apart.

No matter how much force was used, the firewall remained firmly in place.

Then the two living flames remained locked in a stalemate, engaging in a continuous battle.

"Oh my God!"

Merlin's Beard

"Is this...this is Dumbledore's power?"

All the wizards present stared in horror at the flames burning within them, flames that ignited some fragile understanding deep within their hearts.

For so many years, since the end of the Dark Ages, no one has ever seen the appearance of this legendary greatest wizard.

And today.

They preferred not to have seen it—because that way, the feeling of powerlessness wouldn't be so intense.

Of course, Fudge was the most powerless among them!

—You guys, stop looking at Dumbledore!!!

Your boss has been ambushed! Aren't you going to come and help?

Do you want your salary docked?

The Minister of Magic is really suffering!

Although he was an adult wizard and graduated from Hogwarts with excellent grades, he had previously served as the head of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters and participated in the capture of Sirius Black.

But that was so many years ago.

Magic is a skill; if you don't improve, you'll regress.

Since assuming a high position, more than a decade has been enough for him to forget those old combat skills.

"stop--"

"Armor for protection!"

Blue armor suddenly appeared, blocking Hermione's Barrier Curse.

Before they could even catch their breath, several more spells flew in from the woods.

His eyes flashed with surprise, because he could clearly see that they were just a group of young wizards who looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

Yes—Hannah and the others.

Despite her strong personality, she wouldn't let Hermione take risks alone.

Although he didn't like her, Hufflepuff would never stand idly by when someone took a risk!

"Eliminate your weapon!!"

"Obstacles are everywhere!!"

"I'm dizzy and collapsing!!"

Hermione, Hannah, and Justin joined forces and forced the Minister of Magic to retreat steadily.

"I am—" he was about to speak, but before he could finish, a rather tricky petrification spell struck his shoulder at an arc angle.

Then--

Wearing a black hood to conceal his identity, the Minister of Magic suffered a crushing defeat.

Even as he fell, he was still making connections.

Why are the young wizards so strong now?

Or was it because I was too weak during my student days?

He clearly remembered that he barely mastered the Disarming Spell in sixth grade!

"Yes! We won!"

A flush rose on Hermione's face, which had turned blue from the cold.

She hadn't expected her plan to be realized so easily.

This was far beyond her expectations.

"Let's arrest them before anyone notices. We can use them as bargaining chips!"

To be honest, Hermione is the smartest!

Although the little witch was somewhat confused about the current situation, she still made the best choice.

Then several young wizards pounced on him like hungry wolves, dragging Fudge and the other "dark wizards" into the woods.

Throughout the entire process, no other Aurors noticed.

The only one who noticed this was Headmaster Dumbledore, who was controlling the witch's fiendish flames.

Seeing his student suddenly leap out of the woods and then launch a despicable sneak attack on the current Minister of Magic, his expression was priceless.

—It seems that Granger is also a Lockhart fan!

Suddenly, an even more absurd idea popped into the old principal's mind.

she.

Could he be in cahoots with that witch who tried to assassinate Fudge?

Actually—besides the old headmaster, the witch also noticed the situation over there, since when she released Fiendfire, her attention was entirely focused on Dumbledore.

Now, sure enough, the blue flames she released have broken free from her control.

He still holds the staff, just to avoid looking awkward.

"That's Hermione!"

Who did she just ambush?

Although the witch recognized Tonks and the others, she did not notice Fudge, who was wearing a hood that covered his upper body.

Even if she didn't recognize him, Lani could guess that he must be from the Ministry of Magic.

Even a high-ranking official!

Ha—that's impressive! Granger, you're even more reckless than me!

A sneak attack on a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic!

I'm afraid I'll have to spend the rest of my life in Azkaban.

Amazing!

I concede defeat.

On the other side, he was dragging along a little witch who considered herself a dark wizard, looking excited.

He ran all the way from the edge of Black Lake to the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest without even breaking a sweat.

A few minutes later, footsteps suddenly came from ahead.

That finally made her stop.

"Harry!" Hermione greeted him happily.

However, her enthusiasm was met with indifference from Harry and Ron.

"Run!!!"

Ron yelled, and then—then suddenly tripped over something under his feet.

"oops!"

He plunged headfirst into the snowdrift, his rear end sticking out, and struggled for a long time before finally managing to pull his head out with difficulty.

A sudden chill ran through him, and he instinctively turned to examine the strange object on the ground.

"Um?"

"This person looks so familiar!"

Ron kicked off Fudge's hood, his face now covered in freshly splashed snowflakes.

But that voice, appearance, and smile were still familiar to this son of an official.

"Wow! He looks just like Minister of Magic Fudge!"

The weather in Wuhan is so humid! Everything feels damp to the touch.

(End of this chapter)