Chapter 130: Driving a wedge with

this little bastard is definitely her nemesis. It took several seconds for Bellatrix to realize what was happening, but by then Mu Yu had already pulled her and rolled several times in the alley.

That earth-shattering explosion was just the prelude to the chase. The dangerous lava behind them was endless, and the front was not much better. Various spells were attacking from all directions towards the direction of the two of them, as if they had been discussed.

Unknowingly, they had entered the preset encirclement.

The hot magma only reached the corner of the robe for a moment, and then quickly penetrated into the body as if it were spiritual, silently igniting a more deadly and difficult flame in the blood.

I don't know what curse was mixed in the magma, and the pain spread to every hair, like thousands of knives working together in the body to carve out the skeleton, forcing people to leave this body behind, only to find in despair The soul is also suffering from Lingchi.

The little bastard must have done it on purpose, deliberately insisting that she accompany him to find the Minister of Magic, using sweet words to confuse people's minds, just to drag her away from the knife today.

Mu Yu also discovered something unusual. Everything happened too fast. In the rush to escape, she only had time to build a barrier to resist the spells coming from all around, but she could no longer free her hands to deal with the threat of the magma behind her. She quickly glanced at the surrounding environment, and before she could make a decision, there was no way out.

The houses on both sides of the alley collapsed rapidly, and bricks, tiles, and steel bars were swept away in an overwhelming force. A dozen people suddenly jumped out in front of them and blocked the way. The spell hit the surrounding walls with a clanking sound.

The person who planned this assassination was determined to put her to death.

The barrier erected in front will not last long.

She quickly drew a talisman on the ground with her left hand, and the moment the barrier was broken, the talisman was completed. After a faint flash of light, a black wall rose out of thin air on the ground, firmly blocking the overwhelming lava rubble coming from behind. Countless attacks hit the wall without even making a sound.

The previously unstoppable magma changed its path and was drawn up by her, evaporating into bright purple flames in mid-air and rushing forward.

The flames cooperated extremely well under her command, intertwining into a bright fire net in front of them to temporarily block the ferocious attack. However, the person dragging her hands forced her to fight and retreat, and soon she would retreat under the erected black wall.

This battle becomes even more difficult when the person dragging you is not honest.

While she manipulated the flames to tear a hole in the defense line set up by the group of people, she quickly held Bellatrix down with quick eyesight and hands: "Don't move if you don't want the curse to spread." She

told him not to move, but Mu Yu directly The handle threw her into a small door, and she felt so relieved after having one less burden. The advantage of the alder wand in the silent spell was fully utilized. When the wand was waved, there was a loud explosion at the end of the alley, and the ruins and rubble also blocked the enemy's way.

The explosions did not stop, and several loud bangs echoed from street to street, filling the air with the smell of gunpowder smoke. She did it on purpose. Since the person behind it used ordinary people's weapons, she might as well help this person spread the word more.

You should know that a few streets away is the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic. Even this street is not full of ordinary people.

After setting everything up, she flew into the small door. The door slammed shut behind her. The darkness inside the door caught her off guard, and the air was filled with an unspeakable stench.

But reality gave her no room to think. She subconsciously kicked something that was coming towards her, and then lit her wand, finally understanding the source of the stench.

Werewolves, there were at least a dozen werewolves lying scattered on the ground. They died before they could transform back into human form. From the distorted faces, it was not difficult to infer that they had suffered a lot of torture before death.

Bellatrix was half leaning against the wall, and the fluorescent light from her wand illuminated the splotches of blood on her body. It was obvious that these were all her work. She was seriously injured and no longer felt any pain. Instead, her eyes were filled with strange lights, shining with bloodthirsty and perverted satisfaction.

But looking at this, it was obvious that his hatred for Mu Yu was aggravated.

Even though he had experienced a lot, Mu Yu was still feeling cold all over. If she were the only one, even if she was lucky enough to survive the explosion, she would not survive the fierce siege of more than a dozen werewolves. Even if you don't die, you will inevitably be bitten by a werewolf and infected with wolfsbane.

There were many people who wanted her dead, but few planned the assassination in such a big way.

The door was being banged hard, and dust kept falling from the ceiling. Mu Yu used his wand to point at different locations in the room. Every time he clicked on a spot, a bright light would rise and then go out quickly.

She fixed Bellatrix with a petrification spell, ignoring the latter's hatred. She turned around and mentioned the only living werewolf in the room, and asked directly: "Who asked you to come?"

The werewolf bared his teeth and looked unwilling. It's normal to cooperate, and I didn't expect anything to be asked. She looked directly into those cloudy eyes, and soon the werewolf's brain was completely opened to her.

It doesn't take long to browse such a brain, not to mention that there is no valuable content in itself. After searching for a little bit of what she wanted, she slapped the struggling head against the wall. Instantly, her brains splattered. This werewolf died more miserably than any of his companions.

She wiped her hands in disgust and cleaned up the debris on her shoes before undoing Bellatrix's petrification spell, placing it on the ground, and letting a ray of magic enter her body for inspection.

Fortunately, it hasn't spread to the point where it can't be solved and I can't die.

The eyes that completely weighed the goods angered Bellatrix. As soon as she realized that she could move, she struggled to choke Mu Yu's neck. If she could still cast a spell, Mu Yu had no doubt that she would immediately cast a killing spell.

"I'm helping you suppress the curse." The movement outside became louder and louder, and the whole building was crumbling, but Mu Yu remained calm and put his hand on the blackened wound, muttering an obscure spell in a low voice, "Of course you want to Now I will die heroically and I will not stop you." As the spell Mu Yu recited became more and more obscure, the pain of the wound became longer and more profound. Bellatrix couldn't help but

wonder

whether this bastard wanted to save her or kill her.

She yelled: "Suppress you, you loser, you can't even solve the curse." This freak had surprisingly strong hands for some reason, "You loser, idiot, have you learned potions in vain?"

Mu Yu grabbed her The hand that was about to press the mark was rarely angry: "This is what you are capable of, and if something goes wrong, you will just complain to an adult like a three-year-old child." The pair of black pupils were erratic under the fluorescent light, and could not be seen in the darkness. What was her expression? Only a slender shadow was cast on the wall, swaying in the dim light and blood stains. "She summoned him here in such a hurry, knowing nothing about the assassination, and rashly exposing him to magic." In the eyes of ministry officials, he will not be happy and will be extremely disappointed in you. You will no longer have his trust..."

The last sentence had a miraculous effect on Bellatrix, perhaps because the suppressing spell worked again at the same moment, She no longer struggled, but her hatred for Mu Yu remained unchanged.

With a bang, the iron door was finally blasted open. Mu Yu turned his back to the iron door, without even raising his eyelids. He only lightly patted the ground. Golden light poured out from the spot that had just been illuminated, followed by screams one after another.

I saw the golden light gathering into a spear, stringing together the seven people who broke in through the heart. Mu Yu stood up and pulled out the last breath of a person from the end of the long grass, and asked the same question: " Who asked you to come?"

The man rolled his eyes and violently coughed out a ball of blood. He looked at his companion who died immediately and seemed frightened by the tragic death: "Dumbledore, they are all Dumbledore. , he asked the Order of the Phoenix..."

Mu Yu didn't give him a chance to finish, so he strung him back again. He screamed a few times, struggled feebly, and then stopped moving. Mu Yu opened his sleeve and saw a vivid black mark branded on his left arm.

"Dumbledore! He wants to sow discord!" Bellatrix shouted before she could say anything. Her eyes widened when she saw the mark on the man's left arm, and she forgot to admire her for a moment. Yu's hatred, "It's fake, that's fake. He's not one of ours at all..."

The flames that started to burn on the corpse blocked her words. Mu Yu didn't see him anymore and was more or less frustrated. He just bowed his head and meditated in the firelight. .

It didn't take long for the destructive flames to burn the pile of corpses until not even ashes were left.

"Their lying skills are not very good at all."

She did not expect Bellatrix to understand the meaning immediately, and instead directly pulled her to apparate away. At the last moment when they disappeared, the only surviving building also disappeared with a loud bang, and the two black walls outside the alley also collapsed without a trace.

The entire street was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke and dust scattered after the explosion.

They landed in the forest where the Quidditch World Cup had been held. As soon as he stepped on the solid ground, Mu Yu held on to the tree trunk. Her face was almost as pale and gloomy as the sky.

"It can't be Dumbledore. He won't sacrifice innocent lives to complete an assassination." Mu Yu changed his posture, no longer holding on to the tree trunk, and instead sat directly against the tree trunk, closing his eyes without giving Bella any thought. Trix had the opportunity to interrupt, "Contact Barty Crouch Jr. and ask him to take care of Ivan's safety, monitor Snape, and investigate the Magic Congress."

She took a deep breath, and then said after a while: "Prophet The daily newspaper just turned to our side. This incident cannot be hidden from the Ministry of Magic. We must see the front page headlines tomorrow. Muggles use weapons to create disputes. Is it a coincidence or inevitable that the wizarding world will be in crisis? The more exaggerated it is, the more attractive it will be. People's eyesight is better." In a short period of time, she came up with several titles. The logic was clear and well-organized, and she could not see the panic after a fierce battle. "I remember that the werewolves were led by a man named Greyback. Submit and let him count and control all the werewolves under his command. If something like this happens again, he will be the only one to ask. Once this is done, he will have more status and freedom. If it can't be done well, then it can be done well. Come up."

She said too much in one breath, and Bellatrix moved her lips several times but was unable to refute. Unexpectedly, Mu Yu opened his eyes and asked, "I remember everything."

"What do you mean!"

Every gesture of this girl was a kind of ridicule and humiliation to Bellatrix. Even though she was no longer willing to admit it, she still understood that Mu Yu's success in reaching this position might not be based on rhetoric.

She didn't want to see this freak, not only because of her bloodline hatred, but also because every second she saw Mu Yu, she felt more confused and had an inexplicable inferiority complex.

The more she yelled, the more she showed her weakness.

"It's up to you to tell him what I just said." Bewitching has almost become Mu Yu's instinct. "If you want to get closer to him, you have to show more value. You are not just a thug, you are also smart and more capable." Unwavering loyalty. He will gradually trust your value, and you will gradually become his closest assistant and most trusted servant."

She unknowingly took on a preaching tone: "Of course you have to understand the principle, and more importantly. Know how to organize words. What you hear and see may not be true. Dumbledore's nobility made him willing to sacrifice the Order of the Phoenix and even himself rather than touch any unrelated people; they also used Muggle weapons. , this is a luxury, I can almost guess who is colluding with whom, but the big fish has not yet come out of the water, the situation of the Magic Congress is complicated, and there should be no unnecessary actions before the situation is clarified. To bring the situation to our advantage, and to fill the gap..."

"Is this your secret? The core of your rhetoric." Bellatrix listened to Mu Yu's long speech with rare patience, resentful and greedy. Stop flashed through his eyes, and finally settled on the excitement that wanted to replace it, "You always remind me of Snape, as eloquent as you, and full of colorful thoughts..."

Mu Yu ignored her and combed bit by bit. Pretending: "I still have to see Fudge later. This will be an excellent opportunity. I have to say that I am a little grateful to the person behind him now..."

"I don't need your charity, bastard!" Bellatrix Kes suddenly approached her and shouted, then calmed down without any warning, leaving only a vicious look on his face, "But I will replace you and squeeze all the value out of you. I am the closest to him..."

Mu Yu lowered his head. He raised his head and smiled vaguely, "You know I've been waiting and seeing."

The two of them fell into a long silence, and they didn't have much to say.

Counting the time and seeing that it was almost up, Mu Yu stood up and patted the dust on her body. There was no trace of a battle on her body: "Let's go see the minister," she looked at Bellatrix. He has always been gentle and disdainful, always like evaluating a piece of goods on the shelf, "After that you can go back and perform to your heart's content, oh, by the way, get rid of the curse."

"I've always thought about nailing your head to my house. That day at the door."

Unlike the gentle avoidance last time, Mu Yu boldly met her gaze, even with a hint of provocation: "You can try."