Malfoy Manor is a gorgeous and luxurious lord's mansion, surrounded by well-designed gardens, with fountains and free-roaming white peacocks. The exquisite wrought iron gate allows visitors to feel like walking through smoke when passing through.
But now, the free-roaming white peacock has disappeared. Under the cover of night, this luxurious manor has fallen into a dark silence.
There is no second home within ten miles of this place. Hundreds of years ago, there was a Muggle village nearby, but those Muggles were cleverly dealt with by the Malfoy family. The cause of death was the Black Death. The Ministry of Magic could not find any evidence related to the Malfoy family, even if people knew it well, because before that, the Malfoy family had extreme rejection of Muggles.
Five miles away from the manor, as a golden red flame ignited, more than ten figures appeared in the woods with sparse shrubs. They did not get too close. As a prominent wizard family in the magic world, their manor A lot of magic has been cast on it, so it's not good to get too close. If the enemy is alerted before the arrangement is completed, that's what no one wants to see.
The ten members of the Umbrella Team quickly rode rockets across the night sky silently. Their first task was to arrange magic barriers such as anti-Apparition. The portable alchemy device they carried with them allowed them to complete the work quickly and efficiently. Before they separated, Leon handed Harry something similar to an earphone. This small prop allowed them to talk in real time over a distance of fifty miles. This was not a radio that was modified by magic, but an alchemy prop based on it.
"Professor, how many years do you think England lags behind the outside world?" Harry asked Dumbledore after hanging the earphones on his ears, "Everyone outside has entered the new century, why do I feel that England is still in the same period? The Middle Ages who pooped and peed on the road?”
"Well," Dumbledore touched his nose, then looked up at the sky, "the moon is really white today."
"Hogwarts is such a lousy place. We really can't stay here for more than a day." Harry glanced at Dumbledore and complained speechlessly, "You're talking about Hogwarts when you're unemployed after graduation, right? No wonder here. There are only three thousand resident wizards, how can such a poor place keep people?"
"Isn't it undergoing reform now? Hogwarts is now seeking innovation and development." Dumbledore, who felt a little shameless, said awkwardly, but this was not due to Dumbledore, who didn't like politics in the first place. The Ministry of Magic has never intervened. This kind of thing should be left to the Minister of Magic. He is just the headmaster of a poor school. He has no ability to control whether England is progressing or regressing.
"I'll just take it as such." Harry carried his shield and rode on his Nimbus 2001. However, just when he was about to take off, he found out awkwardly that his Nimbus 2001 seemed a little weak. It was severely overloaded. In this case, the slowly rising light wheel 2001 is not as fast as him walking.
Rockets are alchemy products, and they will be troubled by the design upper limit. Although magic is biased towards the power of idealism, dead objects like alchemy props cannot truly 'I am thinking', and idealism is the prerogative of the caster.
"It adds up to less than a ton. This rocket should really be eliminated."
In desperation, Harry could only put away Nimbus 2001, pick up his shield and run forward. According to his current inhuman pace, five miles would only take three to five minutes. By the way, he could get used to it while running. Although the body that suddenly gained weight and the nearly half-ton shield were not as heavy as the weight he put on himself during daily training, his center of gravity still had to be slightly adjusted.
When the gate of the manor could be clearly seen, three taps came from the earphones. This was the code they had agreed on in advance. The umbrella team had completed all arrangements and was gathering in his direction.
The only person meeting Harry was Captain Leon, and the rest of the team members were scattered around the walls of the manor. Even if these truly elite wizards faced Voldemort directly, they could still linger with him for a while without being taken away in one shot. .
"Then I'll leave this place to you, Mr. Leon."
Harry nodded to him, then held up his shield and prepared to step forward.
"I would like to ask, what are you going to do?"
Harry never told them his plan. This unprofessional and rigorous 'raid' made the captain of the elite wizard team feel uncomfortable. He had never fought such a hasty battle, if Dumbledore hadn't said it. "You cooperate with Harry today." Leon had already seized the command and came up with plan ABC and emergency plan ABCDE within three minutes.
They had killed not eighty but a hundred of the dark wizards, and they had never failed in secret missions that could not even be mentioned. Killing a Voldemort in one hand would create a very good opportunity for Dumbledore to strike. There is absolutely no problem in entering the soul.
In the extremely elite magical world, the strength of the team can still offset part of the gap in 'individual strength', especially after making early arrangements to include the prey in the trap. As long as Voldemort cannot break the anti-Apparition barrier, World, and being locked up in this restricted area, there is a high chance that he will be tricked and killed by the Umbrella Team. Now he is still waiting for Harry's flesh and blood to be used to rebuild a perfect new body, but he can't return to Dumbledore. Lido and Grindelwald's level of strength side by side.
This is also the fundamental reason why Harry dared to tease the tiger's beard. However, for the sake of stability, he still chose to let Dumbledore squat aside to hold down the formation. It would be more fun if Grindelwald came. The famous dark wizard was very interested in this kind of thing. He was very interested in the plot of sneaking up on people and giving them cruelty. He even enjoyed the desperate and frightened look in the victim's eyes. The real chaotic evil was not just talk. If it weren't for Dumbledore's bond, this old man would have been there long ago. All bad things have been done.
Facing Leon's question, Harry just walked forward silently, and then muttered a few words that no one else could understand:
"mul-strength, qua-protection, slen-flesh."
Harry, the awakener's magic text, can only barely use it now, and its effectiveness is less than 10% of its true effectiveness. But even so, after the three magic words that are completely used to enhance the body are activated, their original weight The moderate shield became a little flimsy. Strength, defense, and endurance, the three basic attributes of the reckless man were suddenly greatly increased at this moment. A bottle of potion with a disgusting color, disgusting taste, and equally disgusting taste was twisted by Harry. He opened the lid, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, pinched his nose and drank it down.
It was still a familiar formula, and Snape's potion still performed well. Harry, with veins popping out on his forehead, bowed slightly and forcibly restrained his desire to open his mouth to vomit.
The already strong body was slightly taller by half a foot at this moment, and the undulating muscles broke the large Hogwarts school uniform robe, revealing the high-elastic stab-proof tight-fitting vest he wore under the robe.
In the eyes of Leon behind him, he witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of a person turning into a giant humanoid beast. Even if Harry was just standing there, he already felt a fatal threat. The distance between the two of them was too big. So close, so close that he couldn't even raise his wand, and the giant humanoid beast would grab his head with one hand and crush it like tofu.
He had only experienced this feeling when he was young and joined the team to hunt down the rampant giant king in Italy. Leon was still very young at that time, and the giant's violent attitude of carrying half of the fire dragon carcass and driving through the crowd was something he still remembers to this day. It was still fresh, and now, he saw a similar feeling in Harry.
"If I don't get it done in five minutes, I'll be in trouble for you."
Harry's voice was a little hoarse, a side effect of drinking the power-liberating potion.
"What I have to do now is-"
With a muffled sound that shook the earth, Harry flew more than a hundred meters in an instant and directly hit the gorgeous gate of Malfoy Manor. The tall tower shield was waved, and the invisibility cloak covering the surface was covered. The skin tore apart all the magic protection on the door at the moment of contact.
Just as a harsh sound of twisted steel was heard, the bear-like figure had already kicked open the door of Malfoy Manor!
"Hogwarts! OPEN THE DOOR!"
(End of chapter)
