You Fight Yourselves, Don't Mind Us

Just as Lester was frantically attacking Yunus downstairs, Wizengamot on the eighth basement level was in grave danger, the Entrance Hall at the very top of the Ministry of Magic was also in turmoil.

Moody had just breathed a sigh of relief after driving away the troublesome wizards when he was greeted by the disheveled Auror behind him.

Without much hesitation, Moody immediately led the Auror to the west side of the Entrance Hall, forming a pincer movement with the wizards he had just left for the south.

With the appearance of this group of Auror, the wizards who were initially somewhat apprehensive immediately felt extremely at ease. Many Pure-blood wizard with official positions even went directly to Moody, expressing their desire to take over command of this Auror force.

Moody ignored these idiots completely, keeping his eyes fixed on the emergency exit, his wand gripped tightly in his hand.

Not only that, the other Auror who had just escaped also did the same thing, staring fearfully at the safety passage, their spells ready to be unleashed.

Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, both the pure-blooded officials vying for power and the ordinary wizards simply wanting to save their own lives realized that something was amiss.

Moody just ran upstairs; it could be explained that the prisoners were eliminated by the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic sent Moody to pick them up.

But now so many Auror have come running up like stray dogs, still clutching their wands tightly. Their disheveled appearance clearly shows that they have suffered a defeat and are running up here!

Immediately, many wizards who realized what was happening felt completely unwell.

Now, even the pure-blood officials had lost interest in vying for power. Following the Auror ' gaze, the other wizards also focused their attention on the direction of the safe passage, their hearts filled with even greater tension.

The Auror ' performance just now clearly indicated that a formidable enemy was about to arrive, and that this group of Auror might not be able to defeat the enemy that would follow.

Nonsense! If Auror could win, why would they need to run?

Sure enough, as soon as you speak of the devil, a cacophony of curses erupted from the emergency exit shortly afterward. The language was not only incredibly vulgar but also extremely offensive.

A group of cursing and swearing desperados, brandishing wands and occasionally unleashing Killing Curse, rushed into the hall.

Despite their inexplicable trembling, their fierce and bloodthirsty eyes immediately fixed on the Auror in the Entrance Hall.

"Ah!!"

Many timid wizards screamed in terror upon seeing the group of prisoners reappear.

If you let them follow the crowd and insult Auror, they would dare to do so because they know that Auror are good people and they would not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Even if they insulted them, they would still forgive themselves.

However, when faced with the ruthless Azkaban prisoners, they wouldn't dare utter a single word, fearing that these madmen might unleash Killing Curse at the slightest provocation, which would be quite interesting.

Fortunately, the prisoners who had just escaped through the security passage did not immediately attack the innocent people and Auror in the Entrance Hall. Instead, they quickly built defensive fortifications at the entrance.

Some of the prisoners, wands in hand, warily watched the Auror in the Entrance Hall, signaling them to mind their own business, while the rest turned and unleashed a barrage of attacks into the emergency exit behind them.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!!!"

Dozens of prisoners, their wands alone, completely blocked the safety passage. Then, they started throwing Killing Curse down like they were throwing money at the ground.

This crazy behavior almost scared the ordinary wizards who had been observing their movements from the Entrance Hall so much that they wet themselves on the spot.

Of course, the wizards in the Entrance Hall were at most frightened by this scene, but the pure-blood officials who were running in the emergency exits were completely dumbfounded.

Hundreds of Killing Curse passed through the Dementor's slowly floating body and struck the pure-blood officials mercilessly, taking several lives in an instant.

Based on their initial positions, the Dementor should have been the second closest to the safe passage and should have been the second to emerge. However, they were moving too slowly and their large numbers blocked the path of the others.

However, since Dementor are spirits, and considering that these Dementor were previously on their side, all the prisoners gritted their teeth and passed through the bodies of these Dementor to reach the front.

Fortunately, perhaps because Lester's strength was too terrifying, the Dementor knew that those wearing gray prison uniforms were Lester's men. Therefore, they only expressed their displeasure at the Dementor ' actions of passing through their bodies, but did not attack.

However, while the prisoners could pass through their bodies without having their souls drained, the pure-blood officials couldn't. So, for a moment, they were trapped in the safe passage by the Dementor.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!!!"

Given the opportunity to produce pure-blooded officials, the prisoners naturally wouldn't let it pass. They raised their wands and, without even looking, began to cast Killing Curse.

Only when the Dementor slowly floated up did the other prisoners stop and move to the east, where they faced off against the Auror Auror.

Just as the wizards in the Entrance Hall were about to smash their heads in, the battle between Lester and Yunus was drawing to a close.

Lester once again raised a massive purple fireball as tall as a three-story building, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Yunus, who was still lying unconscious on the ground.

"It's time to end this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the enormous fireball plummeted downwards, hurtling madly toward Yunus.

Boom!!!

Moments later, a huge crater appeared directly beneath Lester's feet, and half of the Ministry of Magic beneath Lester feet collapsed under this terrifying attack.

Countless bricks flew everywhere, and the dust billowed up, making it look like the end of the world.

If it weren't for the powerful protective magic cast on the walls of the Ministry of Magic, the entire Ministry of Magic, built underground, would likely have collapsed during this attack.

At that time, all the wizards will be buried here and become nutrients in the soil.

The Wizengamot members and high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic, who were originally on the eighth basement level, felt the entire Ministry of Magic tremble, and then the roof above their heads disappeared.

Wizengamot member. "..."

Somewhat bewildered, they looked up and saw Lester standing by the hole upstairs, looking down at them.

Looking down at Lester, they subconsciously swallowed.

Suddenly, a high-ranking official from the Ministry of Magic, for reasons unknown, said, "You guys fight your battle, don't worry about us."

Lester: "..."

As soon as the high-ranking official spoke, the atmosphere in the room immediately became strange.