Godric's Hollow, the Ministry of Magic's office in Godric's Hollow.
Coleni, wearing a white lace shirt and brown trousers, was holding a bouquet of orchids comfortably, breathing in the fragrance of the flowers with an intoxicated expression.
Suddenly, her body trembled as if she had been struck by an electric shock, and she bumped into the desk involuntarily.
As the desk shook, the color-changing bottle on the desk slid out with inertia and smashed to the ground with a thud.
"Colony, what's wrong with you?" a colleague sitting at another desk asked with concern.
"Colony?"
She was repeated several times, and it wasn't until her colleague got up and came over that she suddenly came back to her senses: "No, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that there was something I hadn't done."
She crossed her arms across her chest, caressed her right arm with her left hand, and said softly: "Dennis, I have to go deal with something. I'll leave this place to you for now."
…
Surrender, or die?
What a catchy line, Rossi couldn't help but chuckle.
"hiss!"
The wound on her cheek was affected by this smile, and severe pain immediately spread to her brain.
Seeing that Rossi didn't reply, Voldemort's pale face became even more gloomy.
"Hmph, stupid choice!"
Green arcs of light jumped between his fingers, shooting out like lightning.
At this moment, an umbrella-shaped transparent barrier suddenly lit up around Rossi.
The next moment, a man in a purple suit appeared like a god descending and stood in front of her.
"Mr. Weasley?"
Although the other person didn't look back, Rossi still recognized his back at a glance.
Mr. Weasley did not reply to Rossi's words, but said to Voldemort in a cold and strange tone:
"The lich...disaster? It turns out it's you."
"you know me?"
Voldemort was startled for a moment, then stared at Mr. Weasley with a malicious look, "Ha, it seems that the other me has also done a lot of things!"
"He just took a wrong turn on the road leading to death."
Mr. Weasley sighed softly, with a strange emotion in his tone.
Immediately afterwards, he waved the wand to the sky with all his strength, and a dazzling fire suddenly bloomed.
"The mark appears!"
In an instant, wizards wearing disciplinary uniforms appeared all around with their Muggle companions holding enchanted firearms.
boom! Bang bang...
Almost the moment they landed, the sound of firearms firing began one after another.
"Brothers! Aim directly at this lich!"
The leader first threw a fire spell at Voldemort, then put the wand to his throat and gave instructions in a loud voice.
"Hey, was he the person who robbed my prison car that day?"
Rossi suddenly remembered that he had seen him before, "Why did he bring someone here? Mr. Weasley asked him?"
While he was doubting, he heard Voldemort roar:
"Damn Mudbloods! Damn Muggles!"
As his words fell, countless frosts emitted from his feet and quickly spread around.
"Be careful! Don't get caught by this frost!"
Seeing this scene, Rossi, who had seen this scene from Sethia's memory, ignored the pain in his body and shouted with all his strength.
In order for her voice to travel farther, she even struggled to walk to Mr. Weasley's side.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Mr. Weasley said in a low voice, took a step forward and walked in front of Rossi. While kneeling on one knee, the wand in his hand was inserted into the ground like a sword.
"All curses end!"
Golden light flashed out from the tip of the wand, forming an oval in an instant, blocking all the frost that Voldemort had stepped into.
Seeing this scene, Rossi finally relaxed and fell forward as his body went limp.
"Healed as before!"
Amidst the fierce gunfire, Mr. Weasley's voice echoed powerfully in Rosie's ears. Immediately afterwards, she felt that her body immediately became numb and itchy, and in the blink of an eye, all the wounds all over her body were healed. .
…
"Thank you, Mr. Weasley!"
At this time, Voldemort, who obviously had the weakness of being restrained by fire, was already exhausted under the continuous attacks of the punishment agency.
He glared at this side with hatred, and suddenly sprayed out a strong white mist from his mouth, covering him completely.
"Withdraw the cloud curse!"
When the clouds cleared, there was no trace of Voldemort.
Seeing the probing look from the leader of the disciplinary agency, Mr. Weasley said calmly:
"It went west."
"Leave a bunch of people behind to get rid of these Inferi! The rest will follow me!"
As the leader shouted the instructions, the usefulness apparated and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already at the edge of the forest that Rosie had walked through before.
Bang bang bang...
Seeing the personnel left here from the disciplinary agency quickly cleaning up the remaining Inferi, Rossi couldn't help but say:
"No need to kill them, Ms. Sethia can go back in time and save..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a sneer from Mr. Weasley standing in front of her: "How many more times can she bear the price of fooling time?"
"Forehead……"
Rosie was stunned for a moment. Yes, Sethia herself said there would be a price, so who am I to make a decision for her?
After a moment of silence, Rossi raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Weasley's back:
"Mr. Weasley, are you from the disciplinary agency?"
"no."
"no?"
Rossi was suddenly confused, "Why are you here? Also, didn't you just use the magic spell to convey the message to call the people from the disciplinary agency?"
Mr. Weasley said in a calm tone:
"I was visiting the Wilson family and received a letter from Miss Christina. The Wilson family had no time to deal with this matter, so I helped find foreign aid."
"Then why not go to the Ministry of Magic?"
"Ah!"
Mr. Weasley chuckled disdainfully, "By the time my news passes the Ministry of Magic's approval, the scourge of the lich will probably have swept across Europe."
…
Rossi was speechless. The longer the unit existed, the more complicated and bloated the approval process was. Unexpectedly, this problem also existed in the magical world.
As a member of the Ministry of Magic, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by Mr. Weasley's sarcasm, and immediately changed the subject:
"Aren't you going to help?"
"If the scourge of the Lich cannot be solved, how can the disciplinary agency face future dangers and live up to the slogans it shouts?"
"But that's not an ordinary lich, that's..."
"Voldemort's Horcrux, I know."
Mr. Weasley's tone was calm, as if he was not worried about this at all, "How strong could Voldemort be when he was a boy? He was just using the power of the lich to show off his evil."
"Even if it gets to the point where they can't solve it." After a pause, he said in an extremely confident tone, "It doesn't matter, I will take action."
