The pure blood people here have returned to the conference room, and several people are locked outside the door and knocking on the door, but the people in the house have already reached a tacit understanding. The guards left by distant relatives outside the door have been cleared by them, while the other guards are constantly applying layers of protective magic to the doors and windows of the room.

The room was filled with a panic atmosphere, as if the end of the world was coming, and many people began to sob.

For these pure bloods that have always been pampered, the struggle between each other basically does not involve life, but is more of a struggle for wealth and power. Even if it involves killing, they will not come forward in person. So for them just now, this is the first time that many people face death like this close-up and such a bloody scene.

During the escape, Bethard saw one of his bodyguards die before him. In this way, he trembled all over, half open his mouth, and let out a hoarse scream, like a knife slashing his chest, and he was carried by his guards into the conference room. The fear brought by the knocks from the door from those locked outside now strengthened his fear.

Bojin didn't have the expression he usually was in the store owner at this time. He looked stronger than others, but he had bitten his teeth for a long time and didn't speak.

"Calm down!" Herbert Bock looked ugly in the wheelchair. He was pushed around quickly just now and seemed to make him feel a little uncomfortable, but he and his housekeeper seemed to be the most calm person in the house. "Alfred, how many minutes will there be?"

"Master, there are seven minutes left to the full hour..." The butler seemed calm but was still a little annoyed. "Sorry, we should be more careful and make the door keys more..."

"The guards are just incompetent..." Herbert Bock had no emotion. He looked at the doors and windows and pointed, "Everyone took action, used deformation techniques to convert the doors and windows into metal covering and seal them, and then put them in another layer of protection... They could not control the place when they fled abroad... Their so-called evidence was just to persecute us."

The battle outside the conference room door was soon over and there was no sound. The armed Aurors had cleared the corridor and several leaders surrounded the conference room with pure blood.

"They used many kinds of spells to close the room and continue to strengthen it." Victor lowered his head and said in a deep voice. "Someone just heard them shouting for the door key, and they must have wanted to delay time and escape."

Penelo climbed upside down on the ceiling, and heard this, she returned to the ground along a thick silver spider silk, and then waved her giant claw that could destroy the demons and showed mocking: "Do they think beautifully? Let me do it."

"Penello, let me come faster... You retreat to the stairs." Albert's voice was extremely cold? Although the assassination his father had suffered before did not suffer much substantial damage? But it also made him, who was usually tolerant and honest, feel angry in his heart? "They like to explode, so I'll explode them."

Auror's orders were banned to make the second floor corridor cleared soon? After Albert made some protection against the floor? A huge figure was similar to a rhino. A gray beast appeared in his position just now. It had a sharp horn on its nose and its tail was like a long rope. It was Albert's Animagus-like poisonous horns-its-strong body had crushed the surrounding walls? The floor under its feet could hardly bear its weight. It was shaking and shaking? But this was enough to make Albert throw its venom-filled sharp corners towards the door.

A few minutes later.

Rufus Sclinger, director of the Aurors' office of the Ministry of Magic, led a team of patrolling Aurors and walked in through the four open and cracked doors.

Behind Sclinger's golden-rimmed glasses was a pair of sharp eyes that brought the room into his eyes. Unlike his usual clean style, he was shocked by the scene in front of him: several corpses were displayed everywhere on the ground, and several piles of burning ashes.

And the broken bricks and tiles above the stairs were broken after the explosion? The legs of a corpse drooped from the blank space of the broken guardrail. A group of half-dead pure blood, except for the surrenders who had already lost their wands and arms, were still intact, and the other wizards were more or less injured. At this moment, these people were tied together by a thick hemp rope, looking wilted and drooping? Some people couldn't help but moan in pain.

Sclinger's voice seemed to have become more hoarse, and his tone accidentally revealed a tremolo: "What's going on?!"

But none of the Aurors brought by Albert in the presence answered him? They were doing their own things? They seemed to have not seen Sclinger. Sclinger scolded in his heart? There was an unstoppable anger in his eyes, and a deep wrinkle stretched from his clenched lips to his slightly wide chin.

Sclinger simply stopped asking about the situation. He looked calmly and swept across the corpses. Suddenly, he quickly walked into the hall, squatted down in front of the corpse of the goatee witch, and said in shock and anger: "Isn't this the patriarch of the Selwin family? This time, no one informed me of such a big thing? I am still your office director!"

Albert and Victor were walking slowly down the upstairs, with a lot of blood stains on his body and face, but he didn't seem to want to wipe it.

"Albert, do you know what you are doing? Why are you doing so arbitrary?" Sclinger slowly turned around and stood up after seeing Alan. He could not suppress his anger. The tea-brown hair shaking. "Even if they are suspects! But when did Auror have the right to hurt prisoners at will? What they should accept is the trial of the Magic Law Enforcement Division, rather than just losing their lives like this!"

"Director Sclinger, when he was resisted from arrest by force, Aurors have the right to use force... The Law Enforcement Division issued an order to us, and it does not require your consent." Albert looked at Sclinger directly, "and most of these dead wizards have used an unforgivable spell against Aurors, and their wands can prove this with flashback spells."

"Albert, even if they used the Unforgivable Spell, they would be imprisoned for life according to the law!" Sclinger's thick eyebrows frowned, and his sharp eyes met Albert.

"Director Sclinger, are you trying to joke about the lives of us armed Aurors?" A young Auror with short brown hair blushed and glared at Sclinger. "Does the director mean that we should give up the legal right to fire in the face of the use of the unforgivable spell and give us the legal right to fire in the face of this situation?

"Of course I don't mean that!" Sclinger stared at the Auror in anger, "but you obviously have the advantage, there is no need to kill..."

"My companion was just hit by the Heart Spell and is now sent to the therapist!" It was like a wild beast forced and embarrassed, waiting for an opportunity to backfire. "The training we received in arming the Aurors is to remove the threat of using this spell at the first time!"

"Enough, Otto! This is our director! Pay attention to your identity!" Albert spoke first, then pulled the team members behind him. "Director, maybe your patrol Auror can accurately arrest them without hurting them in this situation... I also hope you can detect this when the next explosion occurs." Then he stood up slightly and nodded as a salute, "Director, I will not be with you. We have to repair this room before the illusion disappears and prevent the Muggles from notice."

After saying that, Albert took his Auror without looking back and helped other Aurors repair the Muggle houses that had been repaired most of the house. Because the house had been cast by those pure-blooded guards before, if you want to recover, you must first remove the magic energy left by the spells. Therefore, it is more time-consuming than the situation where you directly use Recovery Ruchu to repair instantly...

Feeling the airflow that Albert and the others passed by themselves, Sclinger's chest was filled with anger, like a bomb that was about to explode when the lead was broken.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out from the upstairs. Scleringer's purple face twitched for a moment with anger. He was stunned and hurriedly took the patrol Aurors upstairs. He had just climbed up the huge platform upstairs. They all took a breath. As the scene of the explosion, the damage here seemed to be much worse than the ones that seemed to be under.

Although it did not seem to have collapsed, the corridor was messy with raised wooden boards and the messy bricks and stones on the walls. The roof of this area had been blown away. The light of the British afternoon shone down from the gloomy sky, illuminating the conference room where a large hole was broken in the walls inside the corridor.
Chapter completed!