However, Allen was only focused on treating those injuries.
Scrimgeour's twisted and protruding bones slowly returned to their original state, as if they had been softened, dissolved, and reformed. His cracked skin slowly covered them as well. Allen's treatment of his arm was coming to an end. Scrimgeour felt that the residual pain had now reached a point where he could tolerate it.
However, Scrimgeour's eyes were fixed on Allen. He saw that the latter's calm face still had a gentle smile. Allen even slowly cleaned up the blood on his clothes with Clean Up. However, Allen did not remove the petrification spell that bound his whole body. This made the senior Aura director realize that something was wrong. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Finally, Allen reached out and smoothed Scrimgeour's collar. He turned around and reached out to pat Penello, who had her head lowered.
"Penello, what kind of torture spell did you use on Rufus?" Allen suddenly asked Penello.
"Ugh … Allen, I'm so angry …" Penello stammered.
Allen's pupil in one eye quickly shrank, revealing a large part of the white of the eye, leaving only a small pupil in the middle. "Why did you use the Unforgivable Curse?!!!"
"I just wanted to use Mind Capture to see if he had any secrets against Harris …" Penello's voice was getting weaker and weaker. There was a hint of sobbing in his voice. "But he was too stubborn. He refused to give in and open his mind to me …"
"Sigh …"
Allen sighed and let his left eye return to normal. After understanding the cause and effect, Allen looked at Scrimgeour with a heavy heart. He was silent for a long time. He opened his mouth a few times but did not say anything. It was as if he was organizing his words.
Allen recalled the story of the director of Aura's office who had always been at odds with Dumbledore and Harry. After becoming the director of the Ministry of Magic, he bravely or recklessly launched a suicide attack on the mysterious people in an attempt to capture The Dark Lord. He was imprisoned and tortured. Even after he was killed, he did not reveal any information about Harry to the Dark Lord.
"Rufus, Rufus … This is indeed our fault. You're a tough guy just like I know …" Allen's tone was particularly sincere and heavy. "Rufus, but I really don't understand … You shouldn't have … Why did you deliberately provoke Penello to use the Unforgivable Curse on you? Otherwise, even if you don't accept our apology, I'll just cast a powerful Oblivion Curse on you … "Allen's voice was getting weaker, as if it was difficult for him to speak." But now, I can't let Penello, who has done all these wrong things for me, bear the risk of being discovered using the Unforgivable Curse on a good person … Rufus, I'm very sorry. I know you're a good person, an excellent Aura. "His tone was even a little resentful." But why did you have to force us to this extent … We could have used each other's strengths like we did during the peace talks … "
As he spoke, Allen reached out his hand and summoned his Great Arcanist Staff. The skull of a pit fiend and the head of a dementor clung to the ribs of a black mithril staff like a centipede. It made the white-haired sorcerer, whose body was embedded with many rotating gemstones that looked like dragon's eyeballs, look very evil.
Knowing his fate, Scrimgeour did not regret what Allen said. He only glared at the sorcerer angrily, his teeth going numb from hatred. His heart was filled with anger and hatred, and he was now annoyed that he should not have had any illusions about Harris and tried to negotiate with them. Now, he was convinced that the peace talks would be used to clear their names.
"No … Let me do it." Seeing that Allen was about to make a move on Scrimgeour, Penello quickly stopped him. Her voice was much sharper than usual, and there was even a slight tremor in it. "Allen … I can't let you bear this sin for me …"
Penello raised her wand, and the tip of the wand glowed green, but Allen used his ability as a Great Arcanist to disperse the curse that had yet to take shape.
"Penello, it's fine. The next time something like this happens, don't take the risk alone. Tell me first, and I'll help you share the burden. There's no need to feel guilty, Penello. Compared to what you've done for me, what I've done for you is nothing. This time, it's also my father's fault. He accidentally told you that Rufus was a hindrance to us. Of course, I also blame myself for not telling you the results of the secret peace talks with Dumbledore's organization." Allen's tone was gentle, and his voice and tone were filled with the power he was good at calming people down. "Murder will make a person's soul unstable, and I can see that this mishap has affected your emotions. You're not suitable to deal with the aftermath, so I'm the best person to do it."
The female Aura obviously liked his words. Her eyes were crystal clear, and her usually arrogant and bright face showed a rare obedient look. She nodded obediently, but her heart was swallowed by gratitude and guilt.
Alan stretched out his arm and stroked Penelope's soft short hair that was like black satin. However, because Penelope was too tall, although the difference was not as great as that of the lower grades, it still made Alan, who was still growing, feel a little awkward and uncomfortable to touch.
However, this sudden touch made Penello tremble involuntarily, and her body went limp. She barely stood up and took the opportunity to bend her knees slightly so that Allen could touch her more easily. Penello was so comfortable that she closed her eyes and even rubbed her head against Allen's palm.
“MMP！”
Hearing the other party's plan, Scrimgeour cursed under his breath. He swore in his heart that he would never let the hypocrite Alan Harris and the evil demoness Penelope off. Even if he had to turn into a ghost and be trapped in the human world forever, he would expose their actions.
"Then … I have to apologize to you again, Rufus. To be honest, I didn't give you a chance to speak because I felt guilty … I was afraid of facing your anger and accusations. But the situation forced me to do so. " Allen turned his staff in his hand and pointed it at Scrimgeour, who was still under the spell and unable to speak. "But whether you believe it or not, in fact, Penello did kill a lot of people. But before you, even if the crimes she killed didn't warrant death, at least they were considered legal … Ironically, my hands are already stained with the blood of innocent people …"
A strong green light pierced through Penello's eyelids. She, who was temporarily blinded by the strong light, heard the sound of Scrimgeour falling heavily to the ground in the air.
The director of the Aura Office of the Ministry of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour, did not make a sound. He was no longer angry, but his bulging eyeballs were staring at the ceiling above his head. His limbs were still in the posture of being petrified and stuck close to his body, but he was already dead.
"Capture the soul."
Allen's slender fingers brushed across the crystal ball. A strange magical wave reverberated in the room, attracting wisps of silver-white mist to float out of Scrimgeour's body. They gathered little by little into the crystal ball on the staff in Allen's hand.
"Penello, I noticed that your idea just now was to use the Death Curse …" Wisps of soul mist condensed in the crystal ball. Allen held the staff in his hand and asked Penello with a somewhat serious expression, "But have you ever thought … what if Rufus made the same choice as Gidro Lockhart?"
Penello was shocked. If Scrimgeour became a ghost, it would be difficult to hide the fact that he had killed him. This made her admire Allen even more. She felt ashamed and guilty for her continuous mistakes this time.
"You either don't do it, or you have to consider as much as possible and do it perfectly."
The dense white mist gradually spread in the crystal ball, and Scrimgeour's somewhat blurry face was faintly discernible.
"Before Rufus made this plan, I had already considered that this stubborn old lion would probably choose to become a ghost because he had nowhere to vent his accumulated anger. After that, I found out what he was thinking and it turned out to be the same …" Allen explained, "This time, we were in the wrong. I owe him a lot … If you encounter a similar situation and have to kill someone next time, remember to heal his wounds before you kill him. If not, his ghost state is likely to become like Nick who almost lost his head. Why should you let him suffer eternal pain? When the time comes, you can draw a good painting for Rufus … make the scene more comfortable … I'll put him in there and hang him in the secret room. Don't let anyone see him. Then, we'll have to apologize to him from time to time … It's one thing whether he forgives us or not, but these things that we can do can reduce the guilt in our hearts. It's also a channel for us to vent our anger … You should spend more time with the students and relax. I just happen to have promised to teach them a spell, so teach it to them for me … "
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