radicalducati Chapter 655 Killing Night
Chapter 655 Killing Night
The huge explosion swept out with the power of space. The furniture and other objects in the huge principal's office were blown to pieces almost instantly, and Dumbledore himself was directly blown out.
Fortunately, Dumbledore was already prepared.
Under the protection of golden magic light shields, Dumbledore quickly adjusted his figure.
At the same time, the area where the 'space anchor' was originally located was blasted into a multi-dimensional distortion with a diameter of nearly three meters.
Dozens of figures emerged from it and soon occupied the other corner of the principal's office.
These people were wearing uniform black robes, with wand holsters tied to their wrists, and alchemical talismans for automatic warning hanging from their chests. They were looking at Dumbledore with a ferocious smile.
The leader at the front of this group was Gerald, who handed Harry the 'space anchor'.
He was also laughing.
But compared to his men who stood up, his smile was gentler and more polite.
He gently took off his hood, bowed to Dumbledore and said:
"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore, we..."
thump—
Dumbledore had no intention of nagging him at all. Before the other party had finished speaking, a terrifying torrent of golden magic power had already hit him under Dumbledore's control.
Although it was just a hasty blow, the power of this attack from Dumbledore also reached the legendary level.
In terms of power alone, it might not be much worse than the Disappearance Curse scroll that Dumbledore gave Link earlier.
However, facing this blow, Gerald just calmly raised the wand in his hand.
The next moment, the bloody light erupted from the tip of the staff mixed with the incoming golden light.
Explosions and erosion continued between the two, and Dumbledore's attack was actually blocked.
This scene made Dumbledore's eyes move slightly.
Being able to block that blow is enough to show that the opponent's strength has reached the legendary level.
And the dozens of wizards he reached out to, under Dumbledore's magical perception, all reached the average Auror level.
As for how this group of people got in.
The matter is now very clear.
It must be Snape.
In the past two days, apart from Dumbledore himself, only Snape had entered this office.
So the 'space anchor' must be what he put down.
As for motivation.
Is it because of Harry?
Dumbledore shook his head.
Snape's motives didn't matter now.
The fact now is that these people have invaded Hogwarts with Snape's help.
And with the strength of the group of people in front of him, even Dumbledore would not be able to solve them easily.
Not to mention that there are still a large number of innocent students and professors in Hogwarts.
Once the battle breaks out, how horrific will the casualties be?
When he thought of this, Dumbledore showed a look of pain.
He had to admit that he did regret not following the old Principal Black's advice.
If I had killed or controlled Snape in the first place, would this scene in front of me not have happened?
While Dumbledore was deep in thought, the confrontation between the bloody power and the golden light in the air finally came to an end.
Following Gerald's roar, the blood-colored light suddenly surged, overwhelming the golden light in an instant and completely annihilating it.
Then Gerald was dressed roughly and said with a sarcastic smile:
"You are still the same as before, you can't listen to anything at all, you are stubborn and stubborn!"
Dumbledore didn't speak, just looked at Gerald.
Upon seeing this, the dozens of wizards behind Gerald dispersed spontaneously, silently surrounding Dumbledore in a small group formation.
With the same legendary level of combat power, they also had the courage to raise the wand to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore looked at these people and said coldly:
"What do you want to do in Hogwarts?"
"Dumbledore, you are really straight to the point, very straightforward." Gerald seemed to be in a very good mood, "We are from France, you should be able to understand what I say, right? After all, you and Link Foley The two of them had caused such a horrific massacre in Beauxbatons, so they must have been mentally prepared for their current outcome!"
"Those innocent students and professors were not killed by us."
"But you can't deny that they died in the battle that night, right? And this is enough!"
Gerald spread his hands and roared with a crazy expression.
All the French wizards in the office heard this and roared in agreement.
A pair of red eyes full of hatred stared at Dumbledore, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death the next moment.
It wasn't until Gerald waved his raised hands that the roars and roars of the French wizards suddenly stopped.
"I'm sorry that Link Foley is no longer at Hogwarts, which makes our revenge incomplete. It's all that damn Severus Snape's fault, he failed me and he expectations. Faced with this God-given opportunity for revenge, he actually tampered with the spatial anchor point and let you discover the magic layer he had wrapped up on his own initiative. How stupid!
But that doesn't matter, this revenge is regarded as interest.
The debt owed by Link Foley will have to be paid sooner or later. "
Gerald saluted again and said, "Finally, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Gerald..."
"That's enough. I can recognize the rotten smell emanating from your soul even if you are burned to ashes." Dumbledore frowned and said, "So stop doing these meaningless tricks, Tom Riddle."
"Don't call me that dirty name!"
Gerald, who had been somewhat gentle before, suddenly roared like a wild beast.
But he soon realized his mistake.
He restrained his ferocious expression and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, next, you go and act according to the original plan!"
As soon as Gerald finished speaking, the group of French wizards who originally surrounded Dumbledore ran towards the exit of the principal's office.
Dumbledore was shocked when he saw this. Knowing that these French wizards wanted to go to other students and professors, he immediately raised his wand to stop them.
But before he could take any actual action, Gerald, who was not far away, had already stepped forward. The blood glow on the wand in his hand surged, and he actually used the wand as a handle to form a bloody magic sword. Cutting at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore also subconsciously gathered his magic power and raised his wand to greet him.
Then the magic power at the tip of Dumbledore's staff suddenly exploded, forming a standard counter-curse effect that bounced back the incoming blood-colored magic blade.
But, that's all.
The bloody magic sword in Gerald's hand did not break down like ordinary magic spells or injure the user himself.
Instead, when Gerald flipped his wrist, he slashed at him again at an extremely weird angle.
Gu ChuangFortunately, Dumbledore also reacted to the sneak attack at this time. A golden light suddenly appeared when his magic power exploded, and he flew backwards riding on the impact of the collision of the two forces. He got out and finally landed safely.
But although he was not injured, Dumbledore's expression was very ugly.
He had already recognized the technique used by Gerald, or Voldemort's split soul, and the Shadow Man opposite him.
It was a sword skill used by wizards in the Middle Ages to defeat and even hunt black magic creatures.
This technique is too difficult because it requires continuous physical training.
In addition, the research on external magic learning has gradually deepened, and now few people can use it. It can even be said that it has been lost.
But this technique can be said to be a household name in the country.
The reason is very simple, because one of the famous founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor, is best at this kind of sword skill!
Gryffindor House even still retains Godric Gryffindor's sword.
Although this technique is not very destructive, its high mobility is very suitable for dealing with humanoids and small and medium-sized creatures.
Gerald already had legendary strength, and now he was using such a technique. Even if Dumbledore was more powerful than Gerald, it would be extremely difficult to get rid of the entanglement in a short time.
Sure enough, it was just as Dumbledore expected.
Not even two seconds after he landed and stood firm, Gerald, who was not far away, took another arrow step with his sword in hand and rushed over at an incredible speed.
This forced Dumbledore to not even have the most basic casting time, and could only rely on pure bursts of magic to bounce Gerald away.
Taking advantage of Dumbledore being entangled by Gerald, dozens of other French wizards had already rushed out of the principal's office door.
The composition of this group of French wizards who followed Gerald, or the French wizards who invaded Hogwarts on the 3rd, was actually very complicated.
Among them is the most senior Auror of the French Ministry of Magic.
There is a father who lost his child in a chaotic night at Beauxbatons.
There are thugs who are causing chaos and killing in the French magical world.
There are also anti-war peace lovers.
But no matter where they come from, no matter how complicated their identities are, they all have a common desire.
That would make the Ministry of Magic of China, Link Foley and Dumbledore pay a heavy price!
Let them also taste the feeling of losing their loved ones and having their home and country fall into chaos!
In order to achieve their goals, they even sacrifice their lives!
woohoo-
One after another, figures roared as they quickly shuttled through the dark corridors of Hogwarts Castle.
The hazy moonlight shines through the mist, revealing faces that are either ferocious or crazy.
Kill!
It's about to start!
……
"Ron! Ron! Get up quickly, we have to go..."
A hazy call reached Ron's ears, and at the same time, he could feel that someone was pushing him.
Ron sat up in a daze, and when his consciousness returned, the sounds in his ears gradually became clearer.
He could tell that it seemed to be his roommate Neville's voice.
"Hmm... is it dawn?"
"What the hell!" Neville grabbed his ears and roared, "Something happened, something big happened! It is said that someone broke into Hogwarts, and Hermione asked me to tell you to gather outside quickly!"
"Break into Hogwarts? So what? It's not like Hogwarts has never been broken into. Didn't Sirius come here a few years ago?"
Ron yawned and said nonchalantly.
He instinctively wanted to resist the instructions from Hermione.
After all, he and Harry had been living under Hermione's control and oppression for a long time. Now she had to interfere with things like sleeping. This was too much.
The more Ron thought about it, the angrier he became, and he immediately wanted to lie down again and continue sleeping.
At this moment, a deafening siren suddenly sounded from inside the castle.
Neville, who was still trying to persuade Ron, was frightened by the sound and sat down on the ground.
But Ron, who was about to continue showing off, suddenly jumped up from the bed.
He suddenly grabbed Neville's arm and dragged him out of the dormitory. His movements were so swift that he didn't look like he had just gotten up from the bed.
"Wait... wait, Ron, you should at least wear some pants..."
Neville was startled by Ron's sudden move and wanted to say something, but before he could finish his words, he heard Ron yelling loudly:
"Shut up! Didn't you hear the disaster alarm going off? You're still wearing pants! Do you want to die?"
Neville stopped talking as soon as these words came out. After all, he was not the one without pants.
Ron just dragged Dean and fled into the Gryffindor common room.
It was only then that he suddenly realized that the place was already overcrowded. Almost all Gryffindor students were gathered here. There were also many people gathering in the various passages on the side.
Everyone was obviously startled by the sirens just now.
Many boys looked at the ceiling in confusion, while the girls hugged each other and cried.
In the center of the crowd, Hermione was directing the other junior prefects to maintain order at the scene and comfort the crying girls. The prefect badge was shining brightly in the light of the fireplace.
It's a pity that the Gryffindors and even the prefects around her don't seem to be willing to buy her account.
It didn't help that she shouted until her face was red and her voice was hoarse.
There were even people arguing fiercely with her.
Seeing this, Ron almost instinctively wanted to take out the prefect badge that he always kept in his trouser belt so that he could wear it and help Hermione.
Although his reputation in Gryffindor was not very good, it was still better than Hermione being a lonely little girl.
However, it was only when he spread his hands that he noticed that, let alone the prefect badge, he was not even wearing pants.
Ron's face suddenly turned pale.
He was sure that with Hermione's temper she would let him command order even if he didn't wear pants.
And when the time came, he was wearing only a pair of shorts and standing in front of everyone with his bare hairy legs...
Well--
Just thinking about that scene makes Ron want to die!
Just as he was hesitating, Neville suddenly stood up.
He burst into the crowd and punched an upperclassman in the face who was yelling at Hermione.
With blood and teeth splattering, he reached out and grabbed another senior boy.
Then, he took out his wand and raised it high.
A huge fireball suddenly exploded, shaking the entire Gryffindor Tower.