The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Damn it! Why"!

The daggers held by the two of them were quenched with venom, and Voldemort roared unwillingly, feeling the power that was draining from his body.

"Because the two of them were never your servants, but pawns I buried."

Zhang Qi slowly stepped in this direction in the flames, and the golden flames rose around him, exuding a scorching temperature.

"Although it was exposed a little early, it has already achieved my goal. At present, you can't be killed by us for the time being, but I believe that one day you will."

Zhang Qi took out a tattered diary from his arms and threw it on the ground like trash.

"you"!

When Voldemort saw the diary, his pupils shrank sharply, and there was obvious panic on his face.

"You are doing very well, Mr. Lucius, please evacuate to Hogwarts with Mr. Dumbledore."

The Malfoys had already run all the way behind Dumbledore at this time, panting in shock.

However, at this moment, Voldemort's body suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke, and then slammed into the ventilation duct!

"Remember, idiot, one day I will really kill you!"

Zhang Qi did not stop Voldemort from escaping, and there are still the last two soul fragments left to deal with. If he is killed now, then this disgusting guy will probably be resurrected with the help of Harry's body.

"Tsk tsk, Bella actually ran away, I thought I would have more gains this time."

Zhang Qi glanced at the remaining Death Eaters and frowned slightly.

It's very likely that Bella didn't come here at all and escaped from the warehouse just now.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, do you want to stay alive"?

Zhang Qi tilted his head and asked Dumbledore who was thinking there.

"They deserve a dementor's kiss, which is scarier than death."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a deformed rope bound a Death Eater.

"Run!"

The remaining Death Eaters finally realized that they had been abandoned, so they all turned into black smoke and began to panic and prepare to flee.

However, their movements became extremely slow as if they were struggling in the glue, as if they were in slow motion.

"Miss Greenglass' ability is very interesting, she seems to have paused time."

Dumbledore **** the slow-motion Death Eaters one by one, and said in amazement:

"This ability is too convenient."

"This door, we have to destroy it, it represents the real abyss, even if I still have the breath of the deep sea on my body, it shouldn't be deceived for long now."

When Dumbledore had bound all the Death Eaters, Zhang Qi gestured towards the broken stone door.

"I actually knew that there was a curtain here, but I didn't know that it was actually the border between the abyss and reality."

Dumbledore raised his Elder Wand gently, and the holy relic, which was dedicated to the God of Death, released a white light that hit the door.

At the moment of contact with the white light, the swaying curtain quickly stiffened as if it had been frozen, and the ubiquitous whispers slowly diminished, and then disappeared.

"The disgusting evil atmosphere has completely dissipated, and these poor people should be safe."

Dumbledore squatted down to check on the poor man who had fainted at his feet, made sure they were all right, and stood up again.

"To be honest, Mr. Malfoy, my heart hurts to think that you have already left the right path, but I didn't expect you to be so firm."

Dumbledore nodded to Lucius and Draco, then turned to Zhang Qi.

"However, Mr. Zirol, I am still amazed by your extensive network."

"I have to have my own power, or I'll let that idiot Fudge die long ago."

Zhang Qi also snorted coldly.

"Everyone must be very tired. Let's go back to the castle and have a good dinner. By the way, where is Mrs. Narcissa now?"

Dumbledore patted his head and asked Lucius.

"My wife is very safe. She has been sent to France by me, and she is temporarily living in the Zirol family's manor."

Lucius looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated expression. A few years ago, they were in an endlessly hostile relationship, but now they are forced to stand together.

"Mr. Lucius is not loyal to you, Headmaster Dumbledore, he is only loyal to his family, but this is far more reliable than his loyalty to you."

Zhang Qi coughed and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Yes, family is the most precious thing in this world."

Dumbledore seemed to remember something. He lightly touched the corners of his slightly wet eyes with his hand, and then took out a box from his arms.

"Floo fans, just enough for the five of us to go back to school."

Everyone grabbed a handful in their hands and lit the flames in the fireplace one by one.

The Ministry of Magic employees on the ground were still in a coma, but before leaving, Zhang Qi could already hear moans.

These poor people are probably going to rest for a while.

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"I've never really missed Hogwarts dinner so much. I think I need a thicker butterbeer and a good night's sleep to get rid of that sick feeling today."

Zhang Qi just stepped out of the fireplace in the principal's room and stretched his waist. Afterwards, a few people chatted and walked downstairs.

"Dumbledore"!

But just when the few people had just left the principal's office, Professor McGonagall, who had been waiting outside, hurried over.

"Ah, what happened? Minerva"?

Dumbledore blinked his blue eyes in confusion. Logically speaking, Mag wouldn't find himself in such a panic when he had nothing to do.

"Minister Fudge is in the auditorium now, and Director Picquily from Edenia is also there. They seem to be looking for you in a hurry."

"Piquelli"?

Dumbledore's eyebrows furrowed sharply. He thought about it carefully, but he didn't think clearly what the person in charge of Eden Iya was looking for him to do.

"I'm going to have a look."

Dumbledore quickened his pace, and Zhang Qi, Astoria and Malfoy who followed behind him also walked faster.

"Good evening, Connelly, why did you come to this school so late?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment after seeing the scene in the auditorium. The expression on his face became serious, and his words became less polite.

In the Hogwarts Great Hall, the students all sat motionless in their seats, while Scrimgeour and a full 40 Aurors were standing in various parts of the auditorium.

And, in addition to Fudge's bodyguard, there were nine wizards standing behind the head of Edenia in addition to her own bodyguard.

The nine wizards were extremely burly, and even through the robes, they could clearly see the bulging muscles on their bodies. These wizards wore very strange masks on their faces, but they were wearing standard Auror robes.

"Oh, Dumbledore, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but I'm not here to see you today."

Fudge's words were very polite, but full of vigilance.

"I don't understand, Connelly, you came to this school with so many Aurors, are you trying to take me away?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard, his face still peaceful.

"No, Mr. Dumbledore, we are here to find the child behind you."

At this moment, Picquiri stood up from his seat and walked slowly in front of Dumbledore.

"Oh? I still don't understand. It takes such a big battle to find a child. Is this child dangerous?"

Dumbledore asked half-jokingly, and at the same time gently released the magic power on his body.

The expressions on the faces of the Aurors, who were vaguely encircling them, froze, and the vigorous momentum was almost overwhelmed by them!

If there is a conflict with the old man in front of them, then they will have no chance of winning.

"I think so too. If you want to arrest me, you need to be so mobilized? It's a bit too humiliating."

Zhang Qi made a quick shot at the side, and then frantically thought about why these people were suddenly ready to attack him.

Maybe everything you prepared in Knockturn Alley was exposed?

But it shouldn't, the plan is absolutely strict, all wizards have been screened, magic and interrogation methods are available.

"I think you can probably guess why we are looking for you, Mr. Zirol."

At this moment, Picquiri stood in front of the boy, spread out his hand towards him, and continued:

"Oh, I almost forgot, Zirol's surname is not accurate. If you have to follow your mother's surname, I should probably call you"...

"Mr. Grindelwald"?

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