The Alchemist of Harry Potter

I knew it would be like this!

Looking at Albert's leaving figure, Scrimgeour sighed imperceptibly, and the joy that he had just foiled the mysterious man's conspiracy was gone.

In fact, he hopes to lead everyone to have a head-on confrontation with the mysterious man. He believes that with the momentum and confidence of the recent victory, plus all the experienced combatants present, he will definitely be able to take a serious bite from the mysterious man.

As long as the mysterious man and the Death Eaters can be injured today, the British wizarding world will definitely usher in a short period of peace, and there will be enough time for them to recuperate. After all, with the Death Eaters suffering heavy losses, I am afraid there will be no more A pure-blood wizard who is willing to join the Death Eaters.

As for how many people will die, Scrimgeour actually doesn't care much about those numbers. People will die in war, not to mention that the opponent is the famous Dark Lord. As long as the Ministry of Magic handles the follow-up, there will be no problem.

It's a pity that after he set up the stage, Albert didn't buy it at all, or he wasn't fooled.

Even though Scrimgeour had used Felixir, he still couldn't convince Albert.

Obviously from the beginning, the whole plan went so smoothly.

Promise Kingsley to ensure Harry's safety at Weasley's wedding. Although it helped the Weasley family, it also dragged their family into trouble.

He hoped to get Albert's help in this way, but the plan failed. Albert still simply refused, not caring about the bad consequences it might bring to the Weasley family.

Scrimgeour was very confused. Didn't it mean that Albert had a close relationship with the Weasley family?

Could it be that Albert had been aware of it from the beginning, or was Albert afraid of confronting the mysterious man?

Scrimgeour preferred to believe it was the latter, but the intuition brought by the Elixir told him that Albert had probably seen through his plan.

Or, as Albert said before, now is not the time to confront the mysterious man, so that after helping to deal with the Death Eaters, he turned around and left.

well!

Although he had had a premonition, Scrimgeour still couldn't help but feel lonely. After all, no one wanted to die if they could.

After all, the blessing elixir is not omnipotent, and he has already felt his limit.

After losing Albert, the trump card that determines victory or defeat, Scrimgeour has few options.

Now his only chance of survival is to act according to the advice given by Albert.

After his thoughts were interrupted by Delis, Scrimgeour quickly adjusted his mentality. He glanced at the Death Eaters brought by the Auror, raised his wand and struck the old acquaintance who was bound by the rope, knocking him out of the coma. Lucius wakes up.

"Long time no see, Lucius!" Scrimgeour greeted the other person with a smile.

Looking at Scrimgeour with a terrifying smile, Lucius couldn't help but shudder, and a look of pain gradually appeared on his face, "One hundred thousand, I'll pay you one hundred thousand galleons, don't kill me."

"I gave you a chance, why not just stay in Azkaban?"

While Scrimgeour was speaking, he suddenly raised his wand and chanted a curse at the Death Eater beside Lucius.

The green light of death suddenly lit up, startling everyone.

"Are you crazy?"

Looking sideways at the completely dead Roll next to him, Lucius's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to believe that Scrimgeour could be so crazy.

"Are you planning to kill us all?"

"I actually don't want to either."

Under the astonished eyes of the guests, Scrimgeour finally stopped to take a breath after killing several Death Eaters in one go.

The minister is crazy!

This was the first thought that came to the mind of the wizard who saw this scene.

"It's a pity that the mysterious man wants to kill me, and you also want to kill me. You can't let me just accept my fate and stand there and let you kill me." A smile appeared on Scrimgeour's face that made Lucius' hair stand on end.

At this moment, Lucius's intestines were filled with regret.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

"No one deserves to die, and no one deserves to be killed. I believe that as Death Eaters, you have killed many people. Whether they are wizards or Muggles. In this case, don't Afraid of death, don't let me look down on you." Scrimgeour took a breath, and just as he was speaking, he used Avada Kedavra to kill another Death Eater.

"You madman, a complete madman." Lucius roared in horror.

"You see, Death Eaters can also feel fear and be afraid." Scrimgeour suddenly turned his head and said to everyone, "Facts have proved that they are just a group of bullies who bully others and are afraid of others."

Scrimgeour's speech stunned everyone, but it had to be said that the effect was very good, at least they were no longer as afraid of Death Eaters as before.

Scrimgeour didn't really want this, but he knew he had to boost morale.

"When we are threatened by Death Eaters, the best thing to do is to use your wands to break their legs."

While he was talking, Scrimgeour killed two more Death Eaters one after another. The way he downplayed the killings made everyone shiver.

"Fear and fear are meaningless, because the enemy will not let you go." Scrimgeour used his wand to silence Lucius. "When I took over as Minister of Magic, someone told me that I have a lot of power. There is a chance that he will die at the hands of a mysterious person."

"So, the moment I took over as the Minister of Magic, I already had the consciousness of being killed by a mysterious person or a Death Eater."

"So, don't be afraid Lucius, death will just close your eyes for a little while, Avada Kedavra can save you from pain."

Scrimgeour lifted Lucius's ban, "For the sake of old friends, do you have any last words?"

"No, wait, I can come up with a large sum of galleons, which will definitely dissatisfy the magic."

"Unfortunately, there is only one chance."

"No, I..."

"Instead of letting you continue to harm other people, let me take you away. At least no wizard or Muggle will die tragically because of you!" Scrimgeour raised his wand and lowered his voice and said, "Don't Afraid of Lucius, it will be over soon.”

"Avada Kedavra!"

After Scrimgeour finished speaking, he used the Avada Kedavra on Lucius.

After a flash of green light, the expression on Lucius's face completely froze.

he died.

His eyes are full of attachment to life.

If he died, what would his son Draco do?

After executing Lucius Malfoy, a famous figure in the wizarding world, Scrimgeour turned to look at the shocked guests and asked, pretending to be confused, "What are you doing here?"

After Albert leaves, these guys will only get in the way if they continue to stay here.

"Didn't you tell them what's going on?" he asked Kingsley doubtfully.

A helpless smile appeared on Kingsley's face.

"The mysterious man may appear at any time. Are you planning to stay here and try your luck?" Scrimgeour asked.

"Forget it, don't worry about them. If they want to stay, they can stay." Scrimgeour took out his pocket watch and looked at the time and ordered, "Gather the remaining dark wizards together now, and I will set a fire later. Kill them all."

Even the Aurors felt an inexplicable chill from the tone of his voice.

After Scrimgeour had just used Avada Kedavra to kill so many Death Eaters, he now actually planned to set fire to all the remaining people.

What a lunatic!

Creepy lunatic.

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Everyone was silent.

No one mentioned what to do with the unlucky ones here who were controlled by the Imperius Curse, because there was simply not enough time to carefully identify the current situation.

"If we don't hurry up and kill all these people now, do we still expect to let them go back and continue to harm others?" Scrimgeour was very dissatisfied with the Auror's delay. He originally thought that the Aurors had been defeated by the time he had just spoken. The final last hit on the enemy has been completed.

In the end, he himself still has to be the executioner.

Scrimgeour didn't mind, but he didn't like others dragging their feet at crucial moments.

This is fatal.

However, it's too late!

Just now, Voldemort had blocked them with a group of Death Eaters.

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