Movie World I am King

Zhou Ye really had a headache about what his daughter was looking for for him. To be honest, he wanted to see how far Voldemort could go... As a result, his daughter plans to end the legend of Voldemort here and let him forever Into the past...

Zhou Ye is really depressed...

But forget it, it's just a Voldemort... the big deal is going to slowly find some other fun...

Thinking of this, Zhou Ye smiled slightly at the two women with worried expressions, "No, nothing, but I feel that we will have some uninvited guests coming to visit..."

One thousand one hundred and sixty chapters

"What the hell is going on??" Albus Dumbledore frowned as he looked at the sky gradually darkening. He couldn't help but look at the Director of the International Department who was constantly wiping his sweat. , "Why did Minister Jenkens leave suddenly? Now this situation is happening again... Don't tell me you don't know..."

"This...this..." The director took out his handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He is also very square now...

It was obvious that the Ministry of Magic had just been attacked, how come in a blink of an eye—these Death Eaters ran here?Are they premeditated??

"Merlin's beard...the Dark Lord is here..."

At this moment, in the dark sky, a huge green skull logo appeared in mid-air, and the green python walking back and forth along the skeleton made all the students who saw this scene agitated...

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?" Dumbledore couldn't care too much anymore, he grabbed the director by the collar and shouted angrily.

"Actually, all this is the plan of Lord Minister..." The director explained, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Originally, according to the plan of the Minister, the Triwizard Tournament was a challenge to the Dark Lord. , He will definitely come to destroy the Triwizard Tournament... and we have already mobilized all the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic here... Everything is only waiting for the Dark Lord to be hooked..."

"So now—what about those Aurors?" Albus Dumbledore roared. What he can't tolerate most is to push these wizards who are still children onto the battlefield. He can understand Minister Jenkins's approach, but he She will never forgive her for using children as bait!!

It's just-bad news one after another.

"Those Aurors just returned to the Ministry of Magic through the door key..." The Director said bitterly, "Because--the Death Eaters just attacked the Ministry...Now the Ministry is completely paralyzed..."

"..." Dumbledore put down his arm weakly...

He knows how difficult it is to get those Aurors who support the Ministry of Magic to come back...not to mention, it will take at least nearly an hour to complete a door key for a specific teleportation. Time, plus a door key to send personnel is limited...

Now-I am afraid I can only rely on myself...

Thinking of this, Albus Dumbledore took a deep breath, resisted the urge to punch the chief, let go of his hand holding his collar, and then turned to face the same worried look. The two principals said, "I'm afraid, this time we have to organize all available forces..."

"All follow your instructions..." Ms. Maxim is very self-aware, she knows-she may have a good knowledge in academics, but in combat...

Whether it was the principal of Hogwarts or the principal of Durmstrang College, both of them were much better than her.

Moreover, Albus Dumbledore also defeated the culprit who caused the Wizarding World War last time, Grindelwald...

Reasonable, Ms. Maxim felt that she should hand over the command to Albus Dumbledore, although she was the principal of this college...

"I'm old, let Albus decide everything!" Luno Corgi also handed the command to Dumbledore.

"Then please trouble Ms. Maxim to take all the students from the first to fifth grades of the college to a safe place for refuge. I think-Boothbatten College should have a safe house, right?" Dumbledore asked.

"No problem!" Ms. Maxim nodded, turned around without hesitation to the students who were discussing in the audience, and shouted: "Students from the first to fifth grades, now, follow me... Others stay. Here, follow Professor Dumbledore’s orders!"

Although the students talked a lot because of the weird signs that appeared in the sky, Ms. Maxim’s words made them immediately stop their discussions, obediently following Ms. Maxim according to their respective ages, toward the depths of the college. Go...

"Gentlemen and ladies..." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said, looking at the only a hundred students left in place, "I think you are about to face your first battle since entering school... …No, maybe it’s more accurate to describe it with the term magic war..."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he stopped his voice. He looked at the expressions of the students in the audience... Some were frightened, some were excited, some were sluggish, and some were confused about the situation...

He took a deep breath again. Bringing these children into war is something he has always avoided, but now, there is no time to say so much. If you don’t fight this time, maybe—the only thing waiting for them is death. ...

"This is not a drill... let alone an entertainment... What you will face is the notorious Dark Lord in the magic world, and his Death Eaters, they-do no evil, they-have no humanity, most importantly Yes, I received the news that they just attacked the Ministry of Magic, and now, the entire Ministry of Magic is completely paralyzed...So, don't expect any rescue, you are the only one who can save yourself!"

"Gosh...it's the dark lord..."

"I remember he didn't advocate pure blood first? I am a pure blood wizard, so am I safe?"

"What to do...what to do?"

"I don't want to go to the battlefield..."

"Mom... I'm afraid..."

Albus Dumbledore looked at the performance of everyone in the audience, with a feeling of indescribable...

Maybe it's because these guys have been in peace for too long, and they have no fighting spirit... I really don't know if these guys are caught by the Death Eaters, will they surrender immediately...

Just as Dumbledore kept shaking his head secretly, a familiar voice came from his ear, "Professor, did something happen? Need my help???"

"Zhou? You came just right..." Dumbledore turned his head and saw that the men and women standing there weren't Zhou Ye, Sarah and Jessica, who was it?Looking at the appearance of the three of them holding the Aqua Blue Championship trophy, it was obvious that it was a tie again this time...

"What happened, Professor?" Zhou Ye let go of the trophy and walked towards Dumbledore... pretending to be ignorant and asked: "Why are everyone so panicked?"

"Voldemort is here... now is not the time to speak!" Dumbledore said, pulling Zhou Ye's sleeve."Listen to me, boy, you must go back now... Go back to Hogwarts... You are the only one who can defeat Voldemort in the future, but now-not yet, you still need time to grow... So..."

Dumbledore said, he was about to drag Zhou Ye away. He just wanted to keep some seeds against Voldemort. As for himself?Faced with the children of Boothbatten College, he really couldn't get away... This might be the reason why he was called the greatest wizard ever.

"No, I think—Professor, I don’t have to go, because—I can’t go anymore!"

Chapter one hundred and sixty one

"Ms. Albus Dumbledore...I see you again, and I am so relieved to see that your body is still so healthy!" A hoarse, overcast voice sounded, just hearing this voice, It makes people feel like goose bumps fall all over the place.

"Tom Riddle..." Dumbledore turned his head and looked at the figure that made the sound. It used to be his pride and his most proud student, but now it has become the scourge of the wizarding world.

"It really makes me sad, teacher..." Voldemort said with a false face: "You used to call me little Tom..."

"Puff......" A smirk completely destroyed the gloomy atmosphere created by Voldemort...

"Ah... I'm sorry... it's really that your tone sounds too resentful... It reminds me of a classic sentence!" Zhou Ye waved his hand carelessly, "Don't care about me, I'm just someone who doesn't know the truth. Onlookers..."

"Is this the wizard seed you like? Teacher?" Voldemort looked up and down at the handsome black-haired boy in front of him. He had to say that Zhou Ye's appearance is really good, okay... Voldemort was a little jealous. Up."I don't know what his magic level is, but at least he can rely on his own face and easily please those ladies is absolutely no problem..."

What he meant was that Zhou Ye was totally relying on showing off...

"Asshole... how dare you say that dear..." Hearing Voldemort's insult to his own man, Jessica was the first to jump out with a fierce temper, with a lot of plans to make Voldemort's face confused.

"Ha... it really deserves to be a little white face, look, look... participating in the Triwizard Tournament can seduce the little princess of the Fafna family..."

Voldemort's words made the Death Eaters behind him burst into laughter...

"It looks like you..." When Voldemort was about to make persistent efforts and mock Zhou Ye's little white face, he suddenly felt like his neck was firmly grasped by a pair of iron clamps...

Then, he felt as if he lost his balance for an instant, and then-a sharp pain hit the top of his head... It made him feel like he was hit by a 10,000-ton sledge hammer countless times...

The Death Eaters on the side opened their eyes wide, watching in disbelief that this scene happened...

Even Dumbledore couldn't help but grow up slightly and was surprised that it was difficult to close...