"He's not Black--"
The first person to break the silence was Severus Snape. He looked at Amosta, who was wearing a black cloak and had no identifiable features on the steps across the square. His gloomy face exuded a cold air that could freeze water. freeze.
How should I put it? In fact, at this time, even Aurors such as Kingsley and Delish have probably made a vague judgment in their hearts. They have been dealing with criminals who do all kinds of evil for many years, and they have already learned from this dark wizard's appearance and bold behavior. Sniffing it out, this guy probably ran out of that place, but they couldn't come to a conclusion with such a firm tone as Snape.
Dumbledore did not express any response to Snape's reminder, but he was not the kind of calm person who seemed to know everything that people often see. He half-squinted his eyes and seemed to be in a state of thinking.
Did Dumbledore see through his disguise?
Amosta on the other side of the square was thinking about this problem in his mind. According to common sense, he had completely disguised the nature of magic and believed that Dumbledore did not have this ability. However, he was not completely sure that in the contemporary wizarding world , except for the confident Voldemort, because no one dares to say that they can completely see through Albus Dumbledore.
"Albus-"
Kingsley lowered his deep voice, "Whether this person is Black or not, we must catch him, otherwise, the Ministry of Magic will not be able to explain."
"yes--"
A stream of light once again passed through the half-moon lenses, covering up the true thoughts of the penetrating blue eyes behind the lenses. The aura emanating from Dumbledore's tall and thin body was no longer troubled. So depressing, my voice became lighter,
"That's clearly the case."
As he spoke, Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and a rope that had binding magic, prevented breaking away and disapparating, and had an invisible trace ghostly appeared in front of Amosta and flexibly pulled him around.
boom--
Accompanied by a low and short muffled sound, the pale firelight flashed in the dark air. Amosta's raised eyebrows and wand slowly lowered, and he probably had an idea in his mind. Dumbledore probably didn't recognize it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to fool people with this level of magic.
The 'low-level' magic in Amosta's senses is not that simple for others. At least, the strikers from the Ministry of Magic were all shocked when they saw this scene!
Because, although they saw Dumbledore waving his wand, they had no idea what he did. However, from the subsequent movements, they at least knew that the dark wizard defended Dumbledore's attack!
This is incredible!
In the contemporary wizarding world, it is simply shocking that someone can compete with the great Albus Dumbledore. In everyone's minds, except for the mysterious man who has become a mystery, no wizard should be able to stop him. Under Dumbledore's magic, even Severus Snape couldn't help but turn his face and glance at Dumbledore!
"Jiejiejie..."
Amosta started to 'smile' again. He stood at the foot of the stairs with elegant steps, his chin held high, revealing a sense of unruly arrogance.
"It turns out that the famous Albus Dumbledore can only do this?"
The sarcasm issued by the mysterious dark wizard made everyone angry. Among the wizards present, not everyone was a 'believer' of Dumbledore, but there was no doubt that Dumbledore was the strongest in their hearts. The great wizard, and the ridicule of the dark wizard is undoubtedly a slap in the face to their beliefs!
The irritated crowd did not move Dumbledore's old cheeks at all. He shook his sleeves to reveal the wrist holding the staff, smiled and responded with a pleasant voice,
"Actually, I've always thought people were overly flattering me, and I have to thank you for making them realize that I'm not all-powerful."
Amosta, whose appearance was hidden under his hood, rolled his eyes covertly, not wanting to make any comment on Dumbledore's remarks.
A large number of magical reactions appeared on the outside of the Grimmauld Place encirclement. At the same time, the neon lights of the Muggle police cars and fire trucks also stopped and did not want to approach the inner circle. This means that the relevant departments of the Ministry of Magic have Start working to eliminate the impact of the noise he made.
Amosta knew that if he didn't plan to massacre the entire magical world tonight, then it was time for him to find a way to escape.
"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you tonight--"
Amosta said in a hoarse voice, nodding politely to Dumbledore and the strikers from the Ministry of Magic,
"If you don't have any other advice, then I will leave now."
"wishful thinking!"
Delis, who was responsible for monitoring the overall mission plan of the Black Mansion, glared at the dark wizard who had humiliated him and said fiercely,
"You can't go anywhere except Azkaban!"
But except for him, everyone else did not move. They just focused their attention on Dumbledore, who was as tall as a mountain and was staring at the dark wizard intently. They suppressed their restless thoughts and waited for Dumbledore to give instructions. .
"It seems they don't want you to leave, sir--"
Dumbledore said wittily, "Personally, I would rather find a quiet place to have a drink with you and have a good chat about your purpose of trying to break into the Black family's old house."
I had great expectations that I could kill Black directly tonight, but when I arrived, I found that it was not him at all. Snape was thinking his own thoughts with a sullen face. After hearing Dumbledore's words, he remained motionless, but with the He turned away with suspicious eyes.
Find a quiet place to have a drink...
Amosta narrowed his eyes. Did Dumbledore really mean what he said? Could it be that he had really seen through his disguise and knew who he was?
According to common sense, this is impossible. Although Dumbledore is powerful, he is not holy. There is no reason for him to be able to see through the layers of disguised magic in his body so quickly. However, this is also something that cannot be said for sure. No one knows what the limits of the greatest wizards of our time are.
After thinking for a moment, Amosta decided to leave as soon as possible. His eyes fell on Fawkes on Dumbledore's shoulder. This phoenix was very special. It could enter and exit any area where apparation was prohibited at will. If Dumbledore made up his mind, To catch himself, with the help of this phoenix, it would really take some effort for him to escape.
"Thank you for your sincere invitation, Mr. Dumbledore, but you still have a lot of troubles to deal with tonight, so I think it would be better to change the time-"
Amosta bowed gracefully. Under Dumbledore's focused gaze, a palpitating evil thought passed by like a cold wind, causing all the strikers in the Ministry of Magic to remain silent. The ground and air began to shake at the same time, and the restless magic power Like dry firewood without a trace of moisture, the sparks sprayed from the tip of Amosta's staff instantly ignited it!
boom!
The ground cracked open out of thin air with cracks dozens of feet wide, including everyone including Dumbledore. Those cracks leading straight to hell suddenly spurted out pale walls of fire that were hundreds of feet high, with surging heat and if there was anything coming from the fierce fire. The seemingly invisible roar of the beast scared more than half of the Ministry of Magic employees to the ground!
The powerful Severus Snape, who had seen Voldemort up close, was also shocked by this sky-burning sea of fire. He subconsciously cast out a few of his best spells, trying to cut through the wall of fire, but those sharp and transparent The sharp blade was also swallowed up by the rolling waves of fire, without producing any effect.
"You can't handle this, Severus."
Dumbledore, who was also surprised by this magic, regained his composure. He raised his wand and swung it down neatly. A space blade appeared out of the air and slashed directly towards the wall of fire!
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