In the next mont, an unexpected mutation occurred!
"Zzzt—"
A piercing noise, as if tearing through space, suddenly exploded in everyone’s ears without warning. The sound didn’t co from any direction; it seed to erge directly from their brains, with a frequency that chilled the soul, instantly stripping them of all perception of direction, distance, or balance—
"Ugh!"
"What is this?!"
"Be alert! Spells! Enemy attack!! Occluncy!"
Kingsley shouted instantly, enduring intense dizziness and eardrum-tearing pain, he roared loudly. His extensive combat experience made him instinctively try to perform Occluncy, but the interference penetrating deep into his nerves caused his thoughts to slow, delaying his magic usage.
Just as the Aurors fell into brief chaos, struggling to use spells for defense—
"Whoosh—"
Dozens of ghastly green, ghostly light missiles suddenly shot up from beneath the churning black sea. Their ends linked with chains, these arrows brutally plunged into the ship’s cabin and then claws grew from their tails, fiercely anchoring themselves on both sides of the cabin.
And then, "Creak—!"
The dragon bone around the cabin emitted a teeth-grinding tallic twisting sound.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!—"
The sturdy ship body was recklessly ravaged by this giant force, stretching dozens of iron chains taut, leaving several ferocious cracks on the hull with abyssal claws. The cold seawater flooded into the cabin through these cracks, subrging an Auror’s calves, and the biting cold along with the imminent threat of death gripped everyone’s heart—
Except for Lucius Malfoy, shackled tightly in his seat.
The man’s face was sowhat purplish with cold, and the calm facade he had forced gradually faded. When he opened his eyes again, his expression was slowly replaced by a near-pathological fervor—this was the aura of the Dark Arts! It was the power of the master! He was so powerful! So... awe-inspiring!
His eyes, bloodshot from the cold, suddenly sparkled. His cracked lips began trembling uncontrollably, curving into a sinister yet fanatically aningful smile. His soaked and chilled prison garb clung to his body, though the seawater drowned his calves, nothing could extinguish the fla burning fiercely in Lucius’s heart.
Everyone knew Lucius Malfoy certainly couldn’t be like this. Even if he still served Voldemort, he wouldn’t make such an expression.
But now, he had to beco such a person—
"Hahaha... Cough, hahaha!"
Lucius burst into a fit of mad laughter, peculiar and out of place amidst explosions, spell collisions, tal twisting, and the sound of flowing water. Almost instantly, it caught everyone’s attention.
"See?! You pitiful, disgusting Ministry of Magic dogs! Insects! Ants!"
He struggled to stand, his shackles clattering. Lucius’s pallid face flushed abnormally as he shouted excitedly, "This is true greatness! This is the power of my master, the great Dark Lord—Voldemort! You think you’ve captured ? You think you can imprison a loyal servant of the Dark Lord?!"
His fanatical gaze swept over the Aurors struggling desperately in the seawater, filled with contempt and almost pitying mockery. "My master! He is back—he never left. Temporary defeat could never defeat him! He has already foreseen everything! He cos to save his most loyal servant! This is for your incompetent and corrupt order—cough!!"
"Can soone shut this madman up?!"
Tonks struggled to get up, but was pressed down in the chaos by a nearby Auror. The Aurors seed overwheld and had no ti to deal with Lucius.
Thus, a shadow moved—
In the dark seawater, a black-robed figure darted out from the side just as Lucius’s "moving speech" reached "My master... he is right here!"
The black figure moved swiftly like a ghost, without hesitation, with a clear target—Lucius Malfoy who was spouting incessantly.
"Watch out!"
Kingsley instinctively shouted, his magic wand pointed out, "Impedinta!" Invisible magic repelled seawater, aiming at the midpoint between the black-robed man and Malfoy. "Stupefy!" Just freed from restraint, Tonks couldn’t think further, a red stunning spell shot out from a tricky angle.
The black-robed man didn’t look back, nor did he react at all. Just as the red beam was about to strike his back, the head under his hood seed to slightly tilt at an almost imperceptible angle. "Thud..." The stunning spell powerful enough to knock down a troll hit the black-robed man, yet vanished as if into thin air.
"Is he a poet?"
Tonks exclaid in disbelief. She knew she wasn’t among the elite Aurors, but she was confident in her spells.
Seeing the black-robed man avoid Kingsley’s Impedint Jinx, Tonks wanted to intervene further, but then saw the black-robed man suddenly raise his hand. In the next mont, Tonks—and the magic wands of the Aurors behind her—were abruptly pulled away, breaking off potent spells. The Aurors instinctively took half a step back.
Thus, the black-robed man now next to Lucius Malfoy regained awareness, about to finish him off—yet in the next mont, a blue light flashed. Tonks instinctively sought the light source, and behind her was a palm holding a piece of shattered stone.
"Crack—"
The air began emitting a sharp explosive sound, and within the blue light, a hand reached out from empty space.
"!"
The black-robed man appeared startled by this scene. He raised his hand and directly pressed down on Lucius Malfoy’s shoulder, without a spell incantation. Then, suddenly, black seawater beneath their feet boiled, surged up to envelop them, and as the water returned to normal, they had vanished.
"Crack—"
The hand that tore through space extended half a body, and in the next mont, William stepped out from it. He looked around, his face went from calm to grim, "Where’s Malfoy?" He asked Kingsley quietly.
"...Taken away."
Kingsley’s voice sounded sowhat strained. He sighed, his once upright posture now seed a bit hunched.
"!"
William widened his eyes—this was not because Malfoy was taken away, but because it suddenly felt like this Auror seed sowhat shattered in spirit? No, he was just here to act out a staged play, don’t drive him to collapse—
William was unsure what to say, looking at the surrounding "Aurors"; thus, these forr Death Eaters began exchanging puzzled glances.
There wasn’t any ntion of this scene in the script?
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