RPAGF Chapter 231 Chaos Battlefield
Chapter 231 Chaos Battlefield
Chapter 231 Chaos Battlefield
The sudden stop of the white light brought absolute silence, and even the giants controlled by black magic forcibly broke free from the shackles of the terrifying power they felt before.
Giants are not particularly stupid, maybe the average IQ is a bit lower than humans, but they must not be confused with stupid guys like trolls. Their already strong magic resistance can withstand Voldemort's power after being greatly weakened. However, Hogwarts doesn't come and go whenever you want.
A thick beam of red light passed through the gap in the gate of the castle, and the senior wizards organized by Professor Flitwick cast hundreds of stun spells on the group of giants in one direction.
This joint spellcasting that can stun a fire dragon for less than half a month caused most of these giants to rush to the street in an instant, and the rest of them were trapped in place by the roadblock created by the transformation before they could run away. Before they could break free with great strength, the second magic volley knocked them all down.
The dementors have long been coaxed away and disappeared without a trace. The werewolf also fell into a coma after being forcibly dispersed and turned into a half-wolf. .
As for himself, he fell from the sky, and the twelve chains that bound him dissipated with the disappearance of the white light. A crazy woman with black smoke avoided the spell shot by Sirius and Neville from a distance. She wants to hold the one she loves in her arms.
Although Dumbledore pulled away when the white light was shining before, he was not far from the battlefield and waved his wand as he approached quickly.
The invisible, silent and shadowless threat had come behind Bellatrix before she noticed it at all. No matter how concerned and worried she was, how worried and anxious she was, none of them belonged to Dumbledore. Reason for mercy.
Only a dead Tom is a good Tom. The name of the Dark Lord should be in the textbook of the history of magic, not in the world.
And Bella, who was about to receive the fallen Voldemort, showed a relieved smile on his face, and his eyes were still open. Although Voldemort's body was already broken when he was pierced by the violent torrent of magic power, the ivory-colored white bones It was all exposed to the air, but he was still alive, at least alive.
"Let's get out of here, get out"
Before Bellatrix could finish her sentence, the hand of the man holding the wand moved slightly.
"Live, Bella darling."
Bellatrix, who was hit hard, was instantly sent flying hundreds of meters by Voldemort's magic, and flew far away to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Dumbledore's spell at her also fell through. A smooth cut tens of meters long was plowed on the snow-free grass.
An erupting golden-red flame spewed out from the cut, and the falling Tom was lifted up again in mid-air, but a thin layer of shield protected his body.
The sound of '嗖~' piercing through the air sounded.
Neville, who was on a broomstick, chased Bellatrix in the direction where Bellatrix was thrown like an arrow. Voldemort shot a spell to stop it, but the magic shot by Sirius precisely hit there. On the track of the green light, although the Avada Kedavra Curse could not be defeated, it still caused the curse to slightly frustrate, brushing past Neville's back and dissipating in the cloud.
"Protect Neville, Sirius."
Dumbledore re-entered the battlefield, his white robe fluttered in mid-air, and the old man holding an elder wand exuded a killing power.
"That's a good idea, Dumbledore."
The body has been broken, the handsome face has been distorted, and the crazy Tom appeared on the face, and once again merged with Voldemort in the memory of the old man.
"A kid and a stupid dog trying to kill Bella?"
"You won't succeed Dumbledore, don't even try to pass here."
"I will rise from the dead again!"
"And you!"
"Now is your time to die!"
Tom grinned grimly.
"My flesh and blood will turn into a black flame of destruction."
He spoke softly, and the broken body ignited a black-gray flame, but it was as sticky as pitch.
The moment the ominous black fire appeared, Dumbledore's curse had already arrived, but the viscous black fire only had a few waves, as if it had fallen into a swamp of mud, and lost its vitality in an instant.
A trace of solemnity gathered between Dumbledore's brows. He had never heard of this extremely evil black magic. Voldemort's talent in dark magic can be regarded as the top handful in the world. Even Dumbledore There is absolutely no comparison with him in this regard.
He is an all-round genius, but an all-rounder may not be able to beat a partial genius in a single subject.
In just a moment, the burning black flames of sacrificing the body turned Voldemort into a violently burning torch. The black-gray mist also spread with the spread of the flames, and the golden-red phoenix fire summoned by Dumbledore None can swallow this ominous flame.
Fox had already arrived on the battlefield. He was too full and the battle was too short, so he was a little late.
Also turned into a torch was the phoenix standing on Dumbledore's shoulders. At the price of re-nirvana, Fox burned his own power and injected all of it into Dumbledore's body. The wrinkled Fox was in the flicker of the fire leave quietly.
Dumbledore's pale beard and hair fluttered angrily at this moment, and the beard and hair dyed with a golden red brilliance seemed to bring the old man back to his youthful days.
The phoenix of flames burns everything and purifies everything from the tip of the strongest old wand. The phoenix with a wingspan of more than ten meters flutters its wings and then closes its wings. The sacred firebird turns into a shooting star-like cone The heat wave burned the black ash mist, and faced the burning human-shaped torch head-on.
"I will be born again from the dead!"
The black flames that split suddenly exploded into several small groups of black flames. This group of black flames was Voldemort's current body, and doing so was no less than a cruel torture of being split apart by himself.
"And you!"
As the torso, the largest mass of black flames voluntarily crashed into the phoenix flames. Voldemort's hideous and distorted face appeared on the scattered black flames, and they roared in unison.
"You're going to die here! Dumbledore!"
Burning out his last vitality, sacrificing his flesh and soul, the twisted love made him learn to sacrifice for others.
Although it is a distorted emotion, although it is not a love that can be accepted by ordinary people, this distorted love mixed with the mud of the abyss also ignites the flame of the abyss that mortals cannot touch.
The evil power emanating from black magic that cannot be measured by common sense is the darkest and most evil power Dumbledore has ever seen in his life. Even the demon lord who was sealed by the alchemists of the Silver Age did not possess this evil.
The flame that ignites from the heart of man can be the greatest light, or the filthiest darkness.
The bursting flames of the abyss released a black-gray mist that was more disgusting than the plague. The grassland that was once covered in snow and still had a trace of vitality withered and withered in an instant. This dying black flame seemed to anger Dumbledore. The castle behind Lido.
Murder is prohibited here, murder in any sense, as long as the castle is not destroyed and Hogwarts is still intact, then this is the iron rule of Hogwarts.
Even Voldemort could not break the shackles of this rule and take anyone's life by murder.
The flame phoenix that engulfed the black flames and completely burned them thinned a lot with the naked eye, but between the lightning and flints exploded by the fleeing black flames, the warm golden-red flames enveloped Dumbledore's body. body.
The phoenix is always by the old man's side until he embarks on the great adventure of his choice.
However, all of this was beyond what Voldemort, who had burned himself to death, could see. His murmurs dissipated in the open grass as the black flames extinguished, leaving only the last few voice-like murmurs. syllable.
"Bella."
Neville could hear the roar erupting behind him, but he didn't turn his head. He believed that Dumbledore could deal with Voldemort. His eyes were only fixed on the front, which turned into black smoke in mid-air and staggered forward. Si is thinking about the boundary line of Hogwarts magical asylum and flying.
Several spells shot out from the tip of his wand. Bella, who was in a trance, could only dodge the attack from behind. Seeing Voldemort turned into fire, he delayed Dumbledore's pursuit. At the time of the killing steps, two lines of blood and tears ooze and fall from the corners of her eyes.
In this trance, a blasting spell exploded beside her, and immediately uttered a tragic wail towards Bellatrix who fell to the ground.
"Avada Kedavra!"
The green light brushed against Neville's cheek, but Neville, who didn't blink his eyes, ignored the threat of death. The beating heart in his chest pumped out scorching hot blood, making his body stronger than ever before, and his spirit incomparable. concentrated.
"I'll kill you, Bellatrix!"
Hearing Neville's roar, Bella raised her mouth in disdain. This kind of threat can only be laughed at by an underage wizard.
she can't laugh anymore
Neville drew out a long sword inlaid with rubies. The cold light of the forest made people tremble. This was a small gift from Nicolas Flamel to the Sun Knights. Neville chose the sword, and his swordsmanship was very good. Generally good.
Perhaps the spell and wand are difficult to kill in the hands of a little wizard. After all, the Unforgivable Curse requires powerful magic power and a firm belief in blocking evil.
But the sword is different, if you can hold it and swing it, you can kill people!
The cold sharp blade pierced through the air, and a handful of black curly hair was instantly cut off. The sound of cloth being torn and the warmth of blood splattered in the air, followed by vicious curses.
"Except your weapons."
The red sparks from the wand knocked Bellatrix's wand into the air, and the gleaming sharp blade was lifted up again, and the next sword was a farewell to the separation of body and head.
"how dare you!"
The roar of Sirius sounded behind Neville. His keen senses honed in countless deaths in the world of Dark Souls caused Neville to deflect his broom, and a concealed spell hit the tail of his broom, exploding There was a lot of sawdust.
Neville, who suddenly lost his balance, was already used to the feeling of falling from a height. Following Ron to bungee jump from the top of the castle every morning, his resistance to falling from a height was almost maxed out.
But the dense branches and leaves hindered his movements, and Neville didn't have the agility to transform into black smoke and fly freely in the sky. At this moment, Bellatrix grabbed his wand that was knocked into the air.
"I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to! Sirius! I didn't! I didn't!"
A piercing scream sounded from not far away, the mouse-man Pettigrew Peter was being kicked and crawled by the spell shot by Sirius, he kept screaming, but there was no truth in his mouth.
"Speak to the Dementor's Kiss, you vile! Dirty rat!"
"I was forced! I was really forced!"
"Don't force me! Sirius, it seems that we used to be friends!"
"Let's go to hell, Peter!"
A spell sent Pettigrew flying several meters away. In a head-on duel, Sirius brutally tortured Peter, a rat-like man. An explosion spell followed, and the stench of burnt robes wafted into the air. The eyes were shrunk down to the mouseman the size of a needle point.
"You forced me! You forced me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
A huge roar shook Neville, who had just landed, staggered, and the spell he shot at Bellatrix couldn't help but bend a little bit, and the thick branch interrupted by the spell fell down, right in front of Bellatrix. Transformed by Neville's sword, the deep bone wound can be seen.
She failed to maintain the form of black smoke and fell from a low altitude.
"Sirius!"
Neville yelled behind him, but there was no response, and the mouse-like man also disappeared in place, fleeing to some dark corner.
Just when Neville was hesitating, he saw the woman standing up staggeringly, leaning on the tree trunk and staggering towards the front, which was not far from the boundary where Hogwarts restricted apparation magic.
A plume of red sparks emerges from the area flooded with explosion smoke.
'Sirius is alive! '
Neville, who suddenly sprinted forward, ran towards the woman who was staggering forward. A spell was blocked by the bad environment of the Forbidden Forest. The anxious Neville paused the useless spell interference, and accelerated his pace to move forward. , that woman is about to run away!
Suddenly, Bellatrix, who was staggering forward, suddenly turned her head. She raised her arm to give Neville the last parting killing curse, but the movement of raising her arm involved her wound, causing her to raise her hand The time was a moment late.
A red spell was flung out by Neville as he evaded and rolled forward.
"Fainted... fainted."
Neville, who hadn't learned the silent spell, was at a huge disadvantage in the duel of spells. The spell that was thrown out was not a stun spell, but the spell that was like a heavy punch also dented Bellatrix's abdomen. The Killing Curse that was originally prepared was also aborted.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
Just when Neville took advantage of Bella's inability to fight back and rushed forward, this obscure magic hit Neville who was running.
As if from the pain of the soul, Neville could not help but let go of the hand holding the wand, but the scream that did not appear made Bella, who was full of resentment, feel annoyed.
"I remember, you're the Longbottom boy! I'm going to torture your parents like—"
Accompanied by the roaring swing of the sword, the thin wand was cut off. After swiping the sword furiously, Neville fell forward in some embarrassment, but he raised his head, and put the hideousness written all over his face on the forehead of Neville. It was covered with sweat from the severe pain, and a blue vein swelled in the throbbing temple, extending to the corner of the eyebrow.
The sudden ferocity made Bellatrix take a sharp step back, and the wound on her back made her clench her teeth in pain.
This is no longer an area where apparition cannot take effect. Although the wand has been cut off, but.
She turned around quickly, and before the explosion, a pincer-like hand grabbed the corner of her flying skirt.
"Die!"
During the rotation of Apparition, Sen Han's sword light was swung from bottom to top, and the only thing to meet it was the blood of the enemy.
(End of this chapter)