Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 442
"Looking at you, are you a Hogwarts student?"

Voldemort watched Eddie.

Eddie seemed to have been frightened silly, opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"Tell me, where is Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked again.

"he does not know."

At this moment, Mr. Davies stood up.

"We don't know where the boy is," he said to Voldemort.

"Oh? You want to save this child?"

Voldemort pointed his wand at Mr Davies.

Through the panoramic binoculars, Scott saw clearly the expression on Roger's face next to Mr. Davis, and immediately understood his thoughts.

Roger wants to sneak attack Voldemort!
With such thoughts together, Scott immediately spoke.

"Rimbaud! Top speed!"

"Gah!"

Rimbaud who was standing on the railing let out a cry, dazzling red lines appeared on the surface of the pitch-black feathers.

Then it flapped its wings and took off, and then, like a black and red bolt of lightning, it flew towards the opposite side of the stadium.

The situation on the other side did not exceed Scott's expectations. As soon as Roger was about to make a move, Voldemort noticed him.

"Huh? Interesting? Want to rebel? Cruciatus!"

With a flick of the wand in his hand, a blood-red curse hit Roger.

Roger yelled in pain, rolled directly from the seat, and curled up into a ball.

Seeing this, Mr. Davis drew out his wand and pointed it at Voldemort.

But at the same time, a green light had already struck him.

Through the binoculars, Scott saw the desperation on the faces of Mr. Davis and Eddie.

At the very moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared, blocked the green light, and let out a muffled sound.

Rimbaud arrived in time and blocked the death curse.

Scott couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Rimbaud, as an animal created by Transfiguration, will not be killed by the Death Curse aimed at the soul, and Scott used titanium alloy to create Rimbaud, which also makes its body have extremely strong defenses, and will not be killed. Easily overwhelmed.

"Gah!"

After Rimbaud blocked the Killing Curse, his speed did not decrease, and he flew directly towards Voldemort's face.

A silver shield suddenly formed in front of Voldemort, blocking Rimbaud's attack.

"Very good." Voldemort gritted his teeth a bit, "It seems that not everyone has the courage to resist me."

He swung his wand to knock Rimbaud straight into the air, and pointed his wand at Mr. Davis again.

In the box where Scott and the others were, Harry suddenly rushed to the front regardless.

He yelled, "Here I am!"

Voldemort turned his head when he heard that.

He saw Harry, so he gave up attacking Mr. Davis, turned into a black mist, and came to Harry in an instant.

After he appeared, he stood on the railing, opened his scarlet eyes, and looked down at Harry.

At this moment, most people in the box drew out their wands and pointed at the Dark Lord.

But Voldemort never gave the others half a look.

"Harry Potter." He said to Harry word by word, "So you are here."

Harry looked up at him and couldn't help taking two steps back.

Although he was pale, he still mustered up the courage to meet Voldemort's gaze.

"It's just me you're looking for, isn't it? Don't hurt innocent people."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Voldemort threw back his head and laughed out loud.

"Is this what Dumbledore taught you? A false and ridiculous sense of justice?"

Bang!
The fire suddenly ignited and then went out suddenly.

"Tom, I think Harry is a good boy, much better than you."

Dumbledore appeared in the box with a phoenix on his head.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort suddenly changed face.

He turned into black mist again, rushing towards Harry at top speed.

In a blink of an eye, black mist enveloped Harry, engulfing him and flying out of the box.

"Harry!"

Several people exclaimed at the same time.

At this moment, a rope sprang up from the ground, bound Harry's ankles, and stopped Voldemort for a moment.

Before the black mist corroded the rope, Dumbledore waved his wand in time, as if an invisible big hand snatched Harry back from the black mist, and put him behind everyone.

The black mist gathered and scattered, and Voldemort's upper body rose from the black mist.

"Good job." His eyes accurately found Scott, "I have confirmed the moment you started, not only the rope just now, but also the crow that disturbed me."

Scott sighed.

Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no need for him to hide.

"Yes," he said, "because you pointed your wand at my friend."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Scott up and down a few times, showing an expression of great interest.

"What family are you from? Tell me your name, boy."

"I'm afraid the answer will disappoint you." Scott smiled slightly, "My parents are both Muggles."

"impossible!"

Voldemort showed a surprised expression.

"Are you lying to me, boy?"

His expression at the moment looked extremely dangerous.

"He didn't lie to you, Tom."

Dumbledore walked up to Scott, blocking him behind him.

"Why can't you admit that wizards' abilities are not directly related to their origins."

Although Dumbledore said this, Voldemort didn't seem to believe it at all, "Don't try to lie to me!"

Dumbledore smiled, "Your father too..."

"To shut up!"

Hearing the word "father", Voldemort instantly went berserk.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A deadly green light shot straight at Dumbledore.

The row of chairs in front of Dumbledore instantly deformed, intertwined and turned into a huge and ugly gargoyle, exactly the same as the one at the door of the principal's office.

The Stone Beast successfully blocked Voldemort's Killing Curse.

Almost everyone in the box attacked Voldemort at the same time.

Colorful spells flew towards Voldemort from every direction.

The Dark Lord smiled disdainfully, and dissipated once again in the form of black mist.

The next second, he appeared again, and an equally deadly green light came to Harry in an instant.

Phoenix Fawkes flew in front of Harry, opened his mouth and swallowed the green light in one gulp.

A whine sounded.

The phoenix hit by the Killing Curse turned into a ball of flames and fell to the floor. It became small and wrinkled, and could no longer fly.

"Damn it! Avada Kedavra!"

Sirius roared angrily, and also cast a killing curse.

At this moment, no one cared whether he used the illegal Unforgivable Curse, and the other people's spells followed the green light and hit the Dark Lord.

Voldemort turned into black mist and flew away with an unwilling expression.

When he appeared in people's eyes again, he had already come to the sky above the stadium.

"Everyone." His voice spread throughout the room, "Unfortunately, due to Dumbledore's timely arrival, I was not able to get the boy. For this reason, I have to inform all of you that the ring of fire around the gymnasium It's about to get out of control, enjoy the rest of the carnival."

The black mist flew into the sky, and then disappeared, leaving only crazy laughter echoing in the sky.

As soon as Voldemort left, Rimbaud, who had been knocked away by him earlier, flew back unscathed.

Scott asked Rimbaud to stop on his shoulder, ignoring other people's probing eyes, and took out the [Magic Mirror] again to look at the real-time monitoring outside the gymnasium in the mirror.

"The Death Eaters are gone too."

He sounded a reminder.

In the mirror, with Voldemort gone, all the Death Eaters also disappeared in place.

The wall of fire formed by the circle of Fiendfire was completely out of control just as Voldemort said, and the flames began to spread rapidly in all directions.

At this time, the gymnasium was completely in chaos.

There were cries and shouts, people trying to escape ran around like headless chickens, and all the passages in the gymnasium became extremely crowded.

"Is there any way?" Ms. Burns asked Dumbledore anxiously, "There are [-] spectators here! The flames are spreading very fast. If this continues, the stadium will collapse in a short time!"

Mr. Weasley suggested loudly, "All of us go down and cast the curse on the ground together, it should be able to break the anti-apparition spell!"

His proposal was approved by everyone.

Just when everyone was about to act, Dumbledore bent down to pick up the Nirvana Phoenix and shook his head.

"I'm afraid not," he said. "As I checked into the stadium, Voldemort and the Death Eaters put together a large anti-Apparition spell that is almost comparable to the one at Hogwarts."

"We have [-] wizards!" Bagman said anxiously, "If everyone works together, any spell can be ended."

Ms. Burns said in a heavy tone, "I'm afraid the audience is completely in chaos now, and it's not so easy to command. And..."

Bill went on to say: "Moreover, if everyone can't cooperate with each other tacitly, they won't be able to play an additive role, and the effect will be greatly reduced."

"What to do, are we going to be burned here?" Ginny cried, "Even Professor Dumbledore's Phoenix has..."

"Of course we have other ways." Dumbledore said calmly.

He turned to look at Scott, "What do you say, Scott?"

Scott nodded.

Although he didn't understand why Dumbledore mentioned him, he still answered truthfully, "The only thing we can do is to open up a sufficiently spacious underground passage as soon as possible."

Dumbledore nodded.

Everyone in the box fell silent.

The method is actually very simple, but it is not so easy to do.

In other words, if other methods are used to open up passages, the speed may not be able to keep up with the speed of the flames, and coupled with the crowds when escaping, it is likely to cause tragedy.

The only way is to use the transformation technique to instantly open up an underground passage enough for 10 people to escape quickly.

"So I need your help, Scott." Dumbledore said seriously, "Let's go down together, and I will be responsible for forming the passage, because there is no guarantee that the underground soil is hard enough, and you will be responsible for making the passage that is formed Gotta be stronger."

"I... yes, Professor."

Scott didn't know if his magic power could last, but since Dumbledore said so, he could only nod in agreement.

Without further ado, Dumbledore pulled Scott and jumped directly over the railing of the box.

When they were about to fall to the ground, Dumbledore used a shock absorbing spell to make the two of them land smoothly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take it easy, we plan to..."

Ms. Burns' voice resounded throughout the audience, and she began to explain Dumbledore and Scott's plan, calling on everyone to settle down as soon as possible and go downstairs in an orderly manner.

"Albus!"

Moody limped over as Scott followed Dumbledore to the edge of the lawn.

"Fortunately you came in time."

The old Auror looked very ugly.

"We have already sacrificed a few good boys tonight. If you hadn't arrived in time, we don't know how many people would have suffered."

Then he started complaining loudly about the others, especially Bagman.

"I've said it a long time ago, we should put the next game abroad! Europe is the best! But those guys never listen to me! After tonight, our unreliable British Ministry of Magic will fight the Dark Lord The horrors of the world spread all over the world together..."

"Alastor!" Dumbledore stopped his words, "We still have a lot of time to discuss this matter, now please lead the Aurors to organize the orderly evacuation of people."

"Oh you're right, Albus, I lost my composure."

Moody took a breath, turned around and hurried away.

Scott glanced behind him.

What happened today seemed to have dealt a severe blow to this strong old Auror, causing him to lose his former shrewdness just now.

At this time, those athletes who have broomsticks have already taken action and began to take the initiative to carry people away with broomsticks.

Scott took a look, and the athletes were choosing young children.

Everyone can fly away with several children at the same time.

"We're about to start, Scott," Dumbledore reminded him.

Scott nodded.

Dumbledore squatted with his legs bent, chanted a spell, and thrust the Elder Wand into the grass with his backhand.

"Rumble..."

With a muffled sound, the wide lawn cracked a huge mouth.

"Rumble..."

The gap is still expanding, almost across the entire court.

When the rift turned into a boxy shape, a huge passage had taken shape.

But the passage is not stable, and sand and soil fall from time to time.

"Scott!"

Dumbledore reminded loudly.

Scott, who was already kneeling on the ground, immediately thrust his wand into the ground with his backhand.

It can't be compared with Dumbledore's opening up the entire passage. Scott only needs to make the surface layer of the passage solid, not even including the ground, and the magic power consumed will definitely not be as much as Dumbledore.

But when Scott began to change the material of the soil in the left, right, and upper directions inside the channel, he instantly felt that his magic power was passing away like a dam flooding.

Dumbledore's movements did not stop.

While Scott changed the material of the soil surface, he also changed into pillars on both sides of the passage.

"..."

When Scott finally finished his work, he felt weak all over, his eyes suddenly went black, and then he lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)