In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

Chapter 176: The Beginning

"Your son entered Beauxbatons this year, right? Tony."

Inside a gloomy Muggle residence by the Place de Furstemberg.

Seven men in white robes gathered together inside the room and polished the wands in their hands.

"Six months ago, I sensed that the wind in the magical world was not quite right, and after receiving Beauxbatons' acceptance letter, I did not let him report."

The one who spoke was a lean, thin male wizard who calmly answered his companion's question, his gaze fixed on the wand in his hand during this period, as if this is the only thing in this world that can still attract his attention.

"I remember him, a witty little fellow, the last time I was a guest at your house, he was showing off his newly obtained toy wand to me, he didn't blame you for not sending him to magic school?"

The person who was talking to him was a chubby male wizard with glasses and a spotless white robe, at first glance he resembled one of those muggle hospital surgeons.

"It's better to blame me for not letting him learn magic in that school than to be a slave in that manor now."

Tony suddenly smiled, that smile did not have a half-positive emotion, only endless hatred seemed to be overflowing.

"Mudblood children are still mudbloods ... If they only wanted to enslave me for a generation, maybe I would put up with it, but ... they are trying to make me, my children and grandchildren forever and ever a slave like those house elves! "

He gritted his teeth as if to chew the words that came out hard.

The hand movements of all the wizards in the room who were wiping their wands stopped; under their calm faces, there was suppressed anger and hatred, and their hands gripped their wands so hard that the knuckles of each finger were faintly turning white.

An owl suddenly flew into the room through the half-open window.

Someone caught a letter.

"Is he still dissuading us?" The chubby male wizard asked

The man who had read the letter looked up and passed the letter to the others.

"No, Dumbledore wrote to tell us that he has helped to get our families settled."

Tony said in a hushed voice.

"He is indeed as righteous as the legends say, he is a great wizard."

A silence descended on the room.

Only after a long time did a voice resound.

"Someone has to prove it, no?" Someone said calmly.

"We have done nothing wrong." Someone said in a low voice.

"They say we were born low and call us mudbloods."

"They say we have no right to hold the wand and be human."

"They have united with outsiders to enslave their own countrymen."

"They denied us of everything to make a slave of us, to domesticate us into humanoid house elves."

"They said their bloodline is inherently noble and that we are filthy and not even worthy to share the same air with them."

Everyone was saying different things so calmly that it was almost as if they were having an ordinary tea party, but the atmosphere was frozen to the core!

The fire in the fireplace is pulsating, the orange-red flame did not bring a semblance of warmth to this room, as if the oppressive atmosphere has suppressed even the heat.

Not so tall, thin Tony stood up from the chair, and the wand tip, which had been wiped clean in his hand, was pulsating with red sparks.

This signals that his emotions are not as bland as they seem, the agitation hidden under the surface of his calmness has boiled his magic and passed it to the wand.

"They can kill, and so can we. They say we are inferior, but we can also use the killing curse. They can use violence to implement oppression, so naturally, we can also use violence to resist."

The other seven people in the room also all stood up, and they looked out the window to the entrance that belonged to the most concentrated power in the French magical world.

"Then let's start with us to act as the first spark." The fat wizard whispered, "Blood for blood. Violence with violence."

They left the room.

Place de Furstenberg was so quiet in the darkness when the Exploding Charm blew open the entrance to the Ministry of Magic, the vast majority of the surrounding dark houses were lit up.

Muggles living in the surrounding pushed open their windows sleepily to check the situation, only to see a dark and smouldering underground passage on the ground.

Tony and the gang had broken into the French Ministry of Magic!

At the first moment, they bombarded the entrance, the Aurors in charge of the night duty within the Ministry of Magic were the first to react!

The glorious main hall not only represented the authority of the French Ministry of Magic but also highlighted the prosperity of this magical society.

The statues of the original founders of the French Ministry of Magic in the middle of the main hall had already been demolished.

A new statue was erected there.

A magically sculpted perfect replica of the handsome man with a straight nose, and charming eyes, faced towards the doors of the main hall leading to all the other departments as if he was gazing at his own territory!

Upon seeing the statue, the eyes of the seven men instantly turned bloodshot.

An English wizard had not only become their minister and denounced them as slaves, but had actually erased all the past glory of the French wizard and established his authority over it!

"Bombarda!"

Without hesitation, Tony recited a spell at the newly built statue, on which no protection had been applied yet!

"Bang!"

The sound of stone shattering resounded, and the statue of "Great Sir" turned into a pile of stone dust scattered on the ground.

This scene was witnessed by the Aurors who had just arrived!

These Aurors, who are composed of new purebloods and have been the strongest supporters of pureblood superiority from the beginning, did not hesitate to raise their wands at the seven people who violently broke into the Ministry of Magic.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A ghastly green light illuminated the main hall, and a dozen killing curses shot out together at Tony and the group!

The seven hid behind the surrounding stone pillars that supported the stability of the Ministry of Magic building, and the curse was blocked by the solid pillars, splashing countless stone chips, leaving only puddles of holes in front of the pillars.

Tony and the others didn't swing their wands back, they gasped violently as they looked at each other from behind the stone pillars, their bloodshot eyes filled with determination!

"Freedom! Equality! These are the two words written on the title page of the law of magic!"

Someone roared.

"You can destroy our flesh! But the unyielding spirit will live on forever!"

Seven wizards in long white robes raised their wands together!

"Since you want war! Then we will deliver war to your faces!"

"Bombarda Maxima!!!"

Seven voices, merging into one incantation!

Their entire lower body disappeared the moment the incantation was recited!

Guts and blood spurted out!

Ancient sacrificial magic exponentially enhanced their spell, and a deafening boom shook the entire earth like a thunderstorm!

"Boom!"

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