Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 311
"Why do dementors appear next to the train?"

"Who allowed them to leave here? How did they leave here?"

"Mr. Moody, since you want to stand up, you are responsible for giving us a reasonable explanation."

The parents of the students were arguing, they didn't care if the person in front of them was the strongest Auror ever.

Maybe the Death Eaters or the bad guys were afraid of him, but these parents had no fear of him.

Voldemort watched from a distance from behind, thinking that the phrase "a gentleman can be bullied" in Lin Zuo's memory should be the current scene.

If he and the Death Eaters were standing opposite, these parents would be very "gentle".

No, maybe they are afraid to come.

"Hit him."

I don't know who suddenly yelled in a pitch-shifted voice.

Afterwards, among the already excited crowd, more than thirty spells were shot out in unison.

Only a few of these were shot by Death Eaters, more by some emotional parents.

They do have reason to be excited.

Dementors are evil creatures that are specially used to hold criminals who have committed the most serious crimes.

And it is unreasonable to treat children who are still studying at Hogwarts as prisoners.

But it was not their own bravery or rage that turned this unreasonable into a curse.

It was the instigation of the Death Eaters who did it with intent.

"Look, to ignite dry wood, often only a little spark is needed."

Voldemort smiled and said something to Bella, and then his body turned into off-white light, and he volleyed into the crowd.

The battle has already begun, but this scene is really not a good one.

The Stunning Curse, Petrification Curse, and Disarming Curse still look good.

But that wizard, what do you mean by using the expansion spell?
Also, that beautiful witch patriarch, did you use the beauty spell because Mad-Eye made you ugly?
As Voldemort flew, his eyes swept across the chaotic battlefield.

He was unable to complain about the fighting power of these parents.

As for the Death Eaters, they didn't dare to go too far.

And those spells such as the stun spell are all their handwriting.

And the more ferocious black magic, when Voldemort didn't show up to support them, they didn't dare to use it.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Mad-Eye waved his wand quickly, and the spells came out one after another, and the parents of the students who approached were knocked down one by one.

His combat prowess is really good, and even if a few Death Eaters besiege him, it may not be able to cause any substantial damage to him-he has not been imprisoned for a year, and he obviously still maintains a very high level of combat prowess.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort's figure suddenly appeared not far from him, and Mad-Eye was so frightened that he threw three curses at him one after another.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The wand spun and swung slightly in front of him, and the three spells were shot into the sky by Voldemort.

"No black magic, Moody?"

Voldemort smiled with interest on his face, hidden behind the mask.

There are very few wizards at his level, and Moody is considered a wizard who can barely fight with him, which makes him a little excited.

When he heard Voldemort's question, Moody's eyes widened in horror.

Obviously, he judged his identity through Voldemort's voice.

"how dare you?"

After the horror, Mad-Eye roared and waved his wand.

This is indeed a ruthless character, even if he knows he is invincible, he has the courage to take the lead.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort used Porto's golden body to avoid the opponent's curse, and then quickly disappeared into the mist.

"Explore the waves to find."

Mad-Eye snarled, and struck the ground with his wand.

In an instant, invisible waves centered on him and spread out in all directions.

The waves pass over the light spot, instantly coating the light spot with a layer of dazzling light.

"Shh."

Voldemort showed his figure directly, and looked down at the light coated on his body.

"Interesting magic, Moody, did Dumbledore research it?"

Mad-Eye didn't speak, but raised his hand and cast several spells.

Among these spells, there is also one or two black magic.

Voldemort flicked his wand lightly, flicking all the spells away, and then pointed the wand at himself.

"Stop the curse."

As the spell takes effect, the light on the body disappears.

"It's not a powerful spell, but it's very interesting. It seems that Dumbledore has prepared a lot of 'gifts' for me."

Voldemort looked up at Mad-Eye, "Moody, I'm going to attack next."

After the words fell, Voldemort began to twist his wrist.

He didn't chant a spell, but as the wand kept swinging left and right, each time a spell would fly towards him.

At first, the spells are fast and urgent, but Moody can rely on his superb fighting skills to catch or dodge.

But gradually, the curse cast by Voldemort began to have a slight arc.

So far, Moody has been defeated steadily.

Don't talk about counterattack, even if he dodges to the left or right, he can't do it anymore.

"It's been a long time since such a pleasant battle, Moody, thank you for your dedication today, but I hope you can hone your spell trajectory after today."

Voldemort's words caused Mad-Eye to glar at him with dissatisfaction.

It's fine if you can't beat it, being so humiliated makes the old Auror feel aggrieved.

But before he could open his mouth to refute or make more movements, Voldemort increased the force of his thumb while using the spell.

At this point, the wand no longer just swings left and right, but begins to swing irregularly.

The spell of "swish swish swish" began to shoot out from various weird angles, making Moody, who was struggling to resist, even more exhausted.

"Whoosh."

Voldemort suddenly swung his wand violently, and a red curse was shot at Mad-Eye quickly and urgently.

The spell is too fast, and it doesn't wrap any arcs.

Mad-Eye was caught off guard, and after being hit by the curse, his wand jumped high and flew towards Voldemort.

"It's not a good day to kill people, Moody, you're in luck."

There was a hint of a smile in Voldemort's voice, and he flicked his wand.

"Boom."

Mad-Eye tried casting without a wand, but was obviously slow.

He was knocked into the air by Voldemort, and before he landed on the ground, another curse came.

At this point, Mad-Eye, the fiercest man on the battlefield, passed out.

"Let the kids attack the dementors, Abu, it's time to put them to the test."

Voldemort smiled and said to Abu who was not far away, then withdrew from the battle and came to the end of the team.

"Snape has sneaked into Azkaban by taking advantage of the chaos, but can he escape those dementors?" Bella leaned over and asked.

Killing is not allowed in today's battle, so Bella has no interest in participating in the battle at all.

"I think he can, but if he can't..." Voldemort paused, "I think the 'confidence' of a waste is not what I need to pay attention to."

Bella nodded, stopped talking, and stood silently behind Voldemort's side.

"Not going to fight?" Voldemort asked.

"Fighting is not conducive to my psychological recovery, Professor Finn said." Bella said.

"Professor Fern is a good professor."

Voldemort nodded his head and said, but he thought in his heart that it was time to set up a psychological counseling class for Death Eaters with Professor Fern as the core.

After all, it's time to prepare for the return of the Death Eaters.

(End of this chapter)