Chapter 1083 Magic Legion

A nuclear explosion is not a simple explosion. The most terrifying thing about it is nuclear radiation.

It is said that the nuclear radiation produced by that little boy will last at least 100 years.

This is still a matter of small doses. If it is even more terrifying to measure in hundreds of tons, then there is no need to expect it to be suitable for living in the future.

And all of this, in the eyes of the wizard, seemed so simple.

Dumbledore made a move, and the magic he used was just an extremely simple 'clean up'.

With a flick of the wand, the nuclear radiation disappeared. I have to say, this is magic.

Of course, this is the spellcasting of a super-top wizard like Dumbledore. If an ordinary wizard uses it, the result may not be effective.

'Restore to original', 'clean up', 'forgetting curse', 'apparition'.

The magic technique released by Dumbledore was extremely subtle, and when Snape brought the people affected by the nuclear explosion back to the real world, it seemed that there was no explosion on the whole street.

Those affected Muggles continued to walk on the streets as if nothing had happened, or continued their previous behaviors at home.

"Awesome~"

Anton whistled, raised his head and rolled his eyes to quietly pay attention to the Muggle satellites here, and chuckled, "I'm afraid some people are stunned."

Grindelwald grinned, "Severus Snape has reached a very high achievement now, and with the addition of Albus, the two of them can cast spells together to achieve such an effect, but Muggles may I don't know."

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "Let them misunderstand, and always be in awe, so as not to breed darkness."

The Muggles who were quietly watching all this were in a state of shock.

And the wizards who experienced this explosion were also in a state of shock.

So much so that when old Barty yelled for Crabbe to be arrested, the Aurors behind him didn't even react.

Crabbe detonated the bomb, Snape cast a spell to save everyone, and everything happened to interrupt everyone's rhythm.

Scrimgeour didn't direct the actions of the Aurors under him, he just took a deep look at Snape and his party who were slowly coming out of the house.

He could feel the emotions of his men, and indeed he, too, who had almost died just now, and then were resurrected by Snape using powerful magic.

The speed of being killed and resurrected was so fast that too many people couldn't react and were in a trance state.

The fear of Muggle technology weapons, the fear of death, the anger of death, the joy of rebirth, all of them are surging in my heart.

No matter how the International Auror Organization wants to form a powerful department, it must also consider that every member of this department is a person, as long as it is a person, it will have emotions.

Scrimgeour could not ignore the emotion.

He just stared at Snape, seeing him leading someone slowly walking over to block the little wizard, he couldn't help asking, "Professor Snape, you..."

He pursed his lips and exhaled, "Thank you for saving everyone, but I have a question, are you going to choose to shelter these children who caused terrible killings?"

"No!" Snape shook his head slightly, turned his head to look at Draco and Hermione, and finally looked at Crabbe, staring at the child with burning eyes, "I just want to know, you and those in this room What's the deal with witch hunters?"

"I know your situation, child, you are not smart enough to plan everything, who is behind you?"

"I...I..." Crabbe looked at everything in a trance, only to feel that everyone was shaking and exuding double shadows, and everyone was talking like buzzing, which made him feel uncomfortable like vomiting.

He just felt that the whole memory was messed up. For a while, he felt that Anton asked him to do it, and for a while he felt that he didn't do it all.

In his head, he didn't even know how to suddenly react...

If he confessed everything, he would definitely be executed.

He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't explain all this clearly.

Lockhart, who was behind Snape, looked at Crabbe curiously. He could clearly feel that the memory of this guy had been modified in an extremely advanced way, but it was not difficult for him.

But he didn't intend to make an assertion, and pulled Snape aside to whisper this question.

"Bring him back. The witch hunter organization involves the interests of the entire wizarding community, and must be handed over to the International Wizengamot Management Agency for trial!" Old Batty sneered, and ordered his subordinates to act as soon as possible.

"No!" Scrimgeour stared at Old Barty with hawk-like eyes, and then at the group of Aurors behind him, "Since when did the Wizengamot Management have the right to command Aurors?"

"Old Barty Crouch, I need you to explain, are you here on behalf of the International Wizengamot Management Agency, or on behalf of the International Relations Coordinating Committee and your own Ministry of Magic?"

Old Batty narrowed his eyes, "Is there a problem?"

Scrimgeour took a breath of smoke from a cigarette in his mouth, "Yes, this is the site where the Aurors are handling the case. The Wizengamot management organization has no right to influence it. You should stay where you should be obediently and wait for our Aurors. It is only right to send the prisoner and the evidence to you."

With that said, he turned his head and stared at Crabbe, "I need an answer right now, boy, answer my question!"

Behind him, a fierce light flashed in Old Barty's eyes, and he quietly glanced at the International Coordinating Committee composed of directors of the International Magical Cooperation Department of the Ministry of Magic of various countries behind him, ready to snatch people at any time.

At this moment, a group of people walked towards this side again.

The one facing him was none other than Voldemort.

Bella stood beside him, followed by more than a hundred wizards in dark red wizard robes and silver masks.

"I'm also curious." Voldemort ignored so many Aurors in front of him, and led his men slowly to the front of them as if there was no one else present.

He lightly waved the wand in his hand, and immediately, the house behind Snape collapsed in all directions as if the peel of an orange had been peeled off, revealing a terrifying scene of corpses strewn across the ground inside.

"V... Speaker Riddle!" Scrimgeour stepped forward, frowning at Voldemort, "I don't think this is America."

"Really?" Voldemort chuckled, "First of all, Vincent Crabbe is the criminal who burned down the headquarters building of our Magic Congress, and secondly, the Witch Hunters are the feud of our Magic Congress..."

He said slowly, "I'm so curious why the two enemies of our Magic Congress came together!"

Behind Lao Fu, one of the wizards wearing dark red wizard robes walked out, looking at Scrimgeour coldly, "Today, he must give us an explanation to the Magic Congress. If you want to take our enemy away, you must You must give us an explanation. Otherwise, our Magic Legion will never agree."

Magic Legion?

Everyone knows that Voldemort is creating a magic army in America, but no one knows exactly what it is.

Now these people suddenly appeared like this.

When the targeted international Auror organization had not fully formed its combat effectiveness, these people had already appeared on their own territory in an organized way.

What a provocation.

On the tall buildings in the distance, Dumbledore rubbed the ring in his hand, his eyes were like water, watching all this silently.

"It was really guessed by you, Tom actually ended up too." Grindelwald raised his brows, "He created such a situation, obviously he wanted to achieve something."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "No matter what he wants to do, it is doomed to fail. I have been looking forward to this situation so that I can expose his plot in public."

After all, it was hard for him to get all the people who he felt had to be swept out of the team to join Old Batty.

Hey……

Anton ignored the old silver coins, he just stared curiously at the so-called magic legion behind the old man.

These people made him feel so unique.

Everyone's spirituality is crazily surging, distorting an extreme emotion, and it is so suppressed.

It's like a quiet pressure cooker, which contains the power to boil and explode at any time.

Artificial Obscures?

Or, artificial dementors?

Anton looked around curiously, probably having some bad premonition in his heart—I'm afraid that each of these so-called members of the Magic Legion is already in an extremely distorted state of mind.

Just like what Lao Fu told himself in front of Dumbledore in the Hogwarts Chamber of Secrets, cutting off something can instantly possess powerful magical power.

This is not just operations in the fields of Obscure, Dementors, Horcruxes, etc., it has even been operated in the direction of creating an 'artificial Voldemort'.

Tom Riddle obviously not only learned the lessons of his own soul-deprived experience as Voldemort, but also wanted to use this method.

Anton had a hunch that these magic legions might be extremely powerful.

But these people might become lunatics, powerful and distorted, just like those dark wizards whose minds have been affected by black magic.

One of Anton's eyes suddenly turned azure blue, and there was a faint flash of lightning in it.

'Eyes of Grindelwald' can peer into the mysteries deep in the soul.

Sure enough, he saw that these people's "memory planet" was extending countless soul black lines to connect with Voldemort standing in the front.

So scary.

Some of them are even as strong as the Bella next to Lao Fu. Oh, it's worth mentioning that Bella's belly is flat at the moment, obviously she didn't know when she gave birth to a child.

Anton didn't pay attention to Bella, but carefully observed these magic legions.

Voldemort obviously also used the "Wizards as Gods" magic theory to extend and manipulate all this, and finally created these crazy wizard legions.

This made Anton's observation much easier.