There was no doubt that the Mudblood had foreseen the attack and prepared for it in advance.
This was actually within Lucius Malfoy's expectations.
After all, the other party was skilled at prophecy. There was no way he would be completely unprepared.
According to Malfoy's original plan, he would throw out a large sum of Galleons and have those greedy Dark Wizards kill the Mudblood for him.
Even if that Mudblood was the so-called Duelling Competition champion, he could never stand against a pack of vicious Dark Wizards.
No matter how formidable someone was, they were still only human. They could not evade every despicable ambush, nor could they withstand Dark Magic, much less Avada Kedavra.
As for whether he killed the other party personally, that did not matter at all. What mattered was that the Mudblood died at his wedding. The Dark Lord would surely be pleased with such an outcome.
The large number of Werewolves and giants held in the rear had been specifically prepared to deal with any reinforcements that might arrive.
Even if the plan ran into trouble again, they would not end up like last time.
But the situation before him seemed rather different from what Lucius Malfoy had anticipated.
The guests invited to the wedding were all incredibly experienced in combat. They even reminded Malfoy of the Order of the Phoenix members he had encountered in the Department of Mysteries.
That Mudblood really was connected to the Order of the Phoenix... Wait, something was wrong!
Lucius Malfoy was stunned to discover that every guest present had raised a wand and was fighting them. It was as though these people had never come to attend the wedding at all, but were Aurors lying in wait for them. After all, the Order of the Phoenix clearly