Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 466 The White Witch King Arrives

No matter how anxious the battlefield is, there will be a day when it will be over.

After four hours, with nearly a hundred wizards dying, the battle at the Apparition Test Center finally ended in failure.

After all, the enemy's aggressiveness and experience are not comparable to these wizards who have never seen the cruelty of the battlefield.

Especially after the enemy began to use explosive spells to destroy the maze on a large scale regardless of their own casualties.

Since then, the outcome of this battle has been sealed.

"Where are they so powerful?"

Minister Crouch looked at the blood-stained Mad-Eye and couldn't help asking out his doubts.

Even if these hostile wizards have experienced the cruelty of the battlefield, even if they have experienced more professional training, the advantage in numbers is clearly on their side.

But why, the ones who lost the battle were people like themselves?

He had asked Director Scrimgeour, he had asked Gadwin about this question, and now he was throwing this question to Mad-Eye.

In fact, he no longer expected to find the answer, but what he didn't expect was that Mad-Eye could reveal the most essential difference between the two sides in one sentence.

"Each of them can use the death curse."

Mad-Eye's answer made everyone, including the Minister of Magic, gasp.

Everyone, can use the death curse?

how can that be.

Besides those lunatics among the Death Eaters, there are people as crazy as them?
They couldn't help being surprised, it was an inevitable condition for using the Killing Curse, it was too scary.

Many people present, including the Minister of Magic himself, would not be able to standardize the Killing Curse, and were trapped by this inevitable condition:
The determination to kill each other.

This determination is not imagined, for example, you can use a blaze to kill the enemy, but that does not require this determination.

You can also use the blast spell to blow up more enemies, but again this doesn't require such determination.

Using these ordinary spells to kill people is the consequence. Before using magic, one does not need to be more cruel, evil, and determined to kill the enemy.

But before using this magic, it is necessary to make this emotion extremely strong.

This is the reason why most wizards cannot do this.

Or, to put it in a simpler and more understandable way:

A person who can use the death curse must be an evil person.

Most wizards, on the other hand, aren't evil enough.

"After the Department of Magical Communications was lost, the Department of International Magical Cooperation is next, although the warlike Gadwin is there to guard it..."

Mad-Eye's voice paused for a moment before he continued, "But there is no easy defensive position there, so we must be prepared for the next step."

"Behind the Department of International Magical Cooperation is the Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts. There are six departments here." Minister Crouch said after deliberation, "Although there are six departments, they are all offices, and there is no place suitable for fighting, so... ..."

"So you can choose to give up, and then there is the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters on the third floor, which is not easy to defend and difficult to attack. After that, there is only the Auror office, and there is a training ground there."

Mad-Eye took Minister Crouch's words and said, but his brows frowned even tighter, "Once the Auror office is lost, we will go straight to the minister's office. Minister Crouch, are you ready?"

Minister Crouch remained silent, and did not immediately answer Mad-Eye's inquiry.

For him, it was a difficult decision.

"Destroying the magic center of the Ministry of Magic can destroy the enemy, but it is also a devastating blow to the Ministry of Magic, so if it is not necessary..."

Before he finished speaking, an old but powerful voice sounded.

"So if it is not necessary, it is better not to use it."

As soon as the voice appeared, Minister Crouch, Mad-Eye, and everyone present widened their eyes in surprise, and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

There, Dumbledore, dressed in a purple nightgown, with white hair and beard, and a serious face, was striding towards them.

He walked while talking.

"I'm here to defend the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts, everyone. Although it's not a good place for fighting, it's just right for me and a few of my colleagues."

His words seemed to have the magic power of calming people's hearts. Everyone who was a little panicked in their hearts calmed down in an instant.

"Principal Dumbledore, why are you here so late?"

Even with Crouch's rigorous attitude, there was a slight looseness at this moment, and he was the first to complain.

He had sent someone to invite Dumbledore a long time ago, but the other party had not arrived for a long time.

This even made him think that Dumbledore did not want to participate in this battle, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"I went to the Dark Lord for help. I needed one of his little things, but I couldn't find it."

When Dumbledore was speaking, his left hand subconsciously touched the wand at his waist.

He wanted to borrow the Elder Wand from Voldemort, so he waited for Voldemort at Gaunt Castle for several hours.

It's a pity that Voldemort still fainted in the snow mountain and couldn't meet Dumbledore.

This also led to Dumbledore's failure to borrow the Elder Wand, which inevitably made his combat effectiveness not as strong as before.

For the aged Dumbledore, losing the Elder Wand meant that he had lost a steady stream of magic power, and it also represented a decline in combat effectiveness.

"Continue to deploy the defensive line upwards, Mad-Eye, and trouble you to make more arrangements. I'm not sure that my colleagues and I can stop those people."

Dumbledore's words shocked everyone.

On the contrary, McGonagall, Flitwick, Sirius and others who followed Dumbledore were not surprised by his words.

"Okay, I will prepare the last line of defense and make some arrangements that will benefit you." Mad-Eye nodded solemnly, and was the first to leave to prepare the rear line of defense.

"Anyway, it's up to you, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Minister Crouch stood up, bowed deeply and said.

The other staff of the Ministry of Magic also followed their ministers and bowed deeply to Dumbledore.

"I will do my best, Barty, you know I have that determination." Dumbledore said seriously.

Minister Crouch nodded, and without saying a word, he led everyone out of the Department of Management and Control of Fantastic Beasts, handing over the place to Dumbledore completely.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, it's our time next. According to what I said on the way, everything is arranged, no problem?" Dumbledore asked.

"No problem, principal, I just hope that those precious specimens will not be lost in this battle." McGonagall said regretfully, and then turned and walked into the dangerous animal handling committee first.

"Don't worry, principal, I will provide you with the greatest help." Flitwick bowed slightly, then turned and walked into the goblin contact office.

Several other people also entered several other offices, and each got busy according to Dumbledore's earlier arrangement.

(End of this chapter)