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Looking into Rossi's dark and pure eyes, Rufus walked to the center of the yard, took out his wand, turned around and chanted:
"The footprints appear!"
Different from the golden mist when Rossi cast it, when he used this spell, it was like a piece of solid golden sand dancing with the invisible wind.
In an instant, the ground in the courtyard seemed to be covered with a layer of golden sand.
The wand in his hand suddenly turned upside down, and Rufus' pupils began to glow blue.
Just when Rossi thought he was looking for a footprint to reveal himself, he held the wand in his backhand and squatted down to stab the ground.
"Show up!"
Following his soft drink, the flickering footprints on the ground suddenly vibrated.
The next second, a golden snow hare jumped to the ground and ran towards the corner.
This was the time when Rossi in Animagus form was thrown into the yard by Marvolo...
I go? ! !
Is this the appearance of footprints?
This is clearly a holographic silent animation with a golden filter!
Except for the fact that there are no dead souls, and except that Voldemort cannot be shown flying from the body of the lynx into Nagini's mouth, everything else is developing according to Rossi's experience.
So cool!
After learning about the appearance of footprints, there was such a change! !
Rosie was secretly happy that she had chosen the right career when the image in the hospital changed.
When they saw the herbivorous rabbit suddenly jump out and turn into a human form, everyone except Rosie and Dumbledore let out a cry of surprise.
But Umbridge's exclamation was filled with a bit of pride:
"Miss Rossi, I didn't expect you to have such a profound ability to transform. How amazing! However, as the director of the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, why don't I remember that you have registered the form and characteristics of Animagus? As an Auror, is it blatantly illegal?"
! ! !
Upon hearing this, Rosie froze on the spot.
"I think Miss Rosie probably mastered this skill while coaching at Hogwarts."
In the crowd, an elderly lady suddenly spoke out. It was Gsilda Marchbain, who was already a veteran of the Wizengamot. "She may not have had time to register yet. She will register after she returns to the Ministry of Magic." That’s it.”
"Didn't have time to register? Mrs. Marchbain, Rosie has been hanging around the Ministry of Magic for many days recently! I remember that she also came to see you."
Facing Gsilda, Umbridge showed a lot more respect, but her sinister words did not stop at all, "Have you time to inquire about the prophecies of the Department of Mysteries, but don't have time to register? I don't believe it anyway!"
"Okay! Just let her go back and make up for it." Fudge said solemnly.
Although Rosie's image was directed at the air, his performance when using magic and the fact that the spell was suddenly deflected at a certain position made him have to take it seriously.
But speaking of solemn expressions, the one with the most solemn expression on the court right now is Rossi himself.
It wasn't until Umbridge mentioned that it was illegal for her not to register an Animagus that she suddenly realized something was wrong.
No wonder Dumbledore looked at me like that when he woke up from Legilimency.
No wonder he immediately rejected Rufus' proposal to use footprints to restore the scene.
That's all because I used the Death Curse!
Bitter thoughts popped up in her mind one after another, and Rossi's brain started spinning rapidly.
The Death Curse is one of the three Unforgivable Curses.
The Ministry of Magic explicitly prohibits the practice of the Unforgivable Curse. Any wizard who uses the Unforgivable Curse will face imprisonment in Azkaban.
Although when Voldemort led the Death Eaters to start the First Wizarding War, Aurors had the privilege of practicing and using the Unforgivable Curse.
But soon after the war ended, the Ministry of Magic stopped issuing such rights.
Therefore, except for those Aurors who survived the First Wizarding War, no other wizards could use the Unforgivable Curses.
If Fudge and the others had seen that scene, would they have tolerated my use of the Death Curse because of Voldemort's return, or would they have continued to hold on to me because the other party's "baby"-like form did not admit that he was Voldemort? Don’t let go?
Looking from Fudge's tangled face to Umbridge, who looked at him from time to time with eyes full of sarcasm, Rossi clenched his fist hard.
No! I can't leave my fate in the hands of these people. I don't want to become a wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic or a prisoner in Azkaban when I get the follow-up invitation letter and enter the copy!
Grace finally escaped the fate of death, and Dumbledore also agreed to let her be McGonagall's assistant in the future. This is a good ending. I can't let this copy be scrapped!
At this time, the silent image had advanced to the point where Nagini slapped her tail violently and was about to spit Voldemort out of her mouth. Umbridge glanced at Rossi again and made a high-pitched nasal sound.
With his dark eyes focused, Rossi took a step forward and said, "By the way, Umbridge, when I saw you last time at the Ministry of Magic, you said you were a descendant of the Selwyn family?"
"Yes, do you have any questions about this?" Umbridge raised her nose, trying to look noble.
"You must have learned this pretentiousness from Malfoy!"
With a sarcastic comment, Rosie clenched her fists and punched her nose with all her strength.
Click!
"ah--!"
Umbridge immediately covered her nose and screamed hysterically.
"You scream like a pig? Humph! I think you should scream like a real girl."
In everyone's surprised eyes, Rossi said sarcastically, "I punched you for your father who has been cleaning the Ministry of Magic all his life! Believe me, I was doing my best before I pulled out my wand on you. Bear with me, pink toad!"
Umbridge, whose expression was distorted in pain due to the broken nose bridge, was already extremely angry. When she heard her mention the wand, she insulted herself as a pink toad, pulled out the wand and started to cast a spell.
However, Rossi, who was well prepared, drew out the wand faster:
"Retreat the enemy three feet!"
The curse, which only had a knockback effect, instantly sent Umbridge flying backwards.
Because Rosie had already calculated the direction and distance before taking action, her flying trajectory would definitely collide with Rufus who was squatting in the center of the yard and continuing to cast magic.
At the same time, Nagini in the image opened her mouth and Voldemort, curled up like a ball of flesh, flew towards Rosie's image.
The next moment, Rufus pulled away and let Umbridge pass by.
As he stood up, the image in the yard seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, flickering for a few seconds and then disappearing with the wind.
"Shattered to pieces!"
Umbridge, who staggered to her feet, obviously hated Rossi so much that she raised her wand and cast a crushing spell.
However, before she could cast the spell, a curved barrier suddenly appeared to block the spell.
"enough!"
Looking at Rossi with a thoughtful look in his eyes, Dumbledore slowly put down his hand and said, "In a small conflict between colleagues, there is no need to use curses, right?"
After concluding the matter in an understatement and strong tone, he turned to Fudge:
"Fudge, you also saw the image just now. This time it's not Peter, Quirrell, and Crouch and his son who are the dark wizards you think are untrustworthy. It's not Hogwarts creating anxiety. This time it's You saw it with your own eyes, Fudge.
Rossi was right, the Department of Mysteries' prediction was also correct, Voldemort was indeed back. "
"this……"
Fudge's face struggled for a few seconds, and his eyes swept over the face of Umbridge, who was holding her nose and looking aggrieved but afraid to do anything again, and then he forced a smile and said, "Dumbledore, that monster looks like that, and The appearance of the mysterious man is also different, how can you confirm that it is him?"
Ah! Sure enough, I guessed it right. He really didn't shed tears even when he saw the coffin.
With a sneer, Rossi cursed in his heart.
