Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 483
Voldemort and Dumbledore, of course, did not come to the bridge to be stone lions.

Although they don't say it explicitly, they both know each other that this is where they fight.

Always find a place to bring out their two powerful advantages.

During the chaotic war, because they had to support all parties, it was difficult for them to have such an opportunity.And this bridgehead with a single path is the best place.

"The third brigade is here to assemble, to set up the guns, to set up the guns."

"The Fourth Battalion prepares broomsticks, crosses the bridge in the air, crosses the bridge in the air."

"The first brigade comes with me, prepare for the battle to break through the fog, control the wooden bridge, and pave the way for the rear army."

The voices in front of the mist became louder, and the enemy had obviously made sufficient preparations.

"Explosion spell, prepare, three, two, one..."

"boom."

A thick spell, following the loudest military order of the enemy, slammed into the dense fog.

The thick beam of light did not diminish under the influence of Sky City, and the huge fluctuation of magic power made it easy for Dumbledore and Voldemort to evade this magic.

As for Luna, her chuckle came from the mist, evidently the stout spell couldn't hurt her.

The spell passed through the fog, walked away along the space above the wooden bridge, and slowly dissipated in the air.

"A spell cannot break the magic."

"It's mist witchcraft, and there are spirits from other worlds in it."

"The first brigade is preparing to attack, and the rest of the teams will stop advancing. The time for the attack will be determined by the captain of the first brigade."

A clear military order came from outside the fog, and both Dumbledore and Voldemort were silent and prepared to fight.

Not long after, 21 enemies from the three teams slowly penetrated into the mist in the shape of arrows.

"I will be in charge of the first team of seven people, and His Majesty and the principal will be in charge of the two teams working in the left and right rear."

Luna's voice was thin and clear, as if it sounded in the ears of Dumbledore and Voldemort.

"it is good."

"can."

The two answered in low voices, then hid their figures and waited quietly.

It wasn't long before the first team moved deeper into the fog, and Dumbledore and Voldemort were ready to strike.

But just before they could make a move, shouts suddenly sounded from the depths of the mist.

"Let me go, please."

"Don't come, don't come."

"I was wrong, I will never steal again."

Shouting full of fear, there were seven voices.

In other words, the moment the first team entered the depths of the fog, the entire army was wiped out.

Not to mention the enemy, even Dumbledore and Voldemort turned their heads and looked behind them curiously.

"Don't be surprised, it's the dream spirits. They haven't died yet, but they will soon."

As Luna's voice rang in the ears of the two, the smell of blood began to rise from the depths of the mist.

But then there were fluctuations of the spell, and the sound of the enemy calling for his companions. Obviously, Luna failed to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.

And Dumbledore and Voldemort also started to make their own shots. The former used the Transfiguration Curse, and the latter was still Botu.

The battlefield of the Transfiguration Curse never lacks head-to-head reloading. All the thick fog on the left side of the bridge soon rolled up, and the sound of fighting came from inside.

On the right side, there was an exclamation first, and then the scuffle started.

The exclamation started from the life-threatening Botu at close range, which killed four people in an instant.

If it weren't for the city in the sky above, this life-threatening Botu, there would be no way for this team to survive.

After Suoming Botu took the lives of four people, the remaining three began to fight back.

Even if there were only three of them, they still guarded the formation of one in front and two in back, while keeping a distance to prevent being wiped out by the group, they drew their swords.

Voldemort no longer had the opportunity to use the life-threatening wave map in close quarters, so he could only use a powerful curse to attack from a distance.

The two battlefields, one on the left and one on the right, were fighting vigorously, and Luna, who was deep in the thick fog, frequently mobilized her "spirit" to attack the incoming enemies.

The battle lasted only a moment, and the remaining four teams of the enemy's first brigade joined the battlefield.

This greatly increased the pressure on the three of them, and Dumbledore's shouts came even more frequently, as if he was ordering the deformed puppets.

As for Voldemort, he apparated from time to time to change his direction, or used the Disillusionment Charm to hide his figure.

But the enemies are rich in experience, coupled with a large number, and the effect of the spell has been reduced, making him tired of dealing with it.

Luna, on the other hand, has always been hiding in the depths of the mist without making a sound, and no one knows what's going on there.

After half an hour like this, the voices in the fog became smaller and smaller, and several of the enemies had withdrawn to report the battle situation.

Finally, after another moment, the mist stopped rolling and everything returned to normal.

"Albus, how's the situation?" the tired Voldemort asked loudly to the left as he sat on the ground.

"I can't die." A panting answer came from the other end of the mist.

At this time, Dumbledore was half lying in the arms of his puppet, using his wand to heal the wound on his chest.

"Luna, what about you?" Voldemort asked back again.

"Fortunately."

Luna answered loudly, but there was a bit of crying in her words.

At this time, she was kneeling on the ground, hugging a few misty figures, which were dead "spirits".

"All the batters of the third team support the second team, the second team attacks, and the third team prepares."

The enemy's order sounded again, and soon some enemies entered the fog.

"The number of archers has increased, everyone be careful."

Voldemort, who had already glimpsed the combination of the enemy's lineup, reminded them loudly.

It was his reminder that caused more enemies to charge towards his direction.

Voldemort is naturally not afraid of fighting, but he is alone and alone, he must constantly shift his body to fight.

"Om~~~"

Suddenly there was a vibration in the sky, it was the city of the sky, and it was increasing the frequency of the termination machine.

"call."

Voldemort turned around on the spot and tried to apparate to change his position, but he suddenly found that he was still stagnant in place after spinning.

"Damn it, they turned up the power, Apparation is no longer possible, stay safe."

Loudly reminding the two of them, Voldemort pointed the Elder Wand to the ground.

"boom."

The ground under his feet was blasted, and the gravel collapsed, slowing down the enemy's advance.

"Boom boom~~"

Suddenly there were several shocks on the left side, interspersed with Dumbledore's wailing.

"what happened?"

Voldemort yelled at Dumbledore as he conjured up a puppet in front of him.

"The enemy bombarded the principal with a combination of explosive spells, and he was seriously injured." Luna's voice sounded deep in the mist.

"Damn."

Voldemort let out a low growl, flew close to the ground and dashed to the left.

And not long after he left here, a thick explosive spell landed on him.

It's also fortunate that he left, otherwise he might be seriously injured.

"Albus, you retreat first."

When he came to where Dumbledore was, seeing blood all over his body, Voldemort didn't have time to check the injury and let him go directly.

"you alone……"

"And Luna."

"Can't Apparate..."

"I can fly."

Two words blocked Dumbledore's mouth, and Voldemort, who supported the Iron Armor Curse, began to cover Dumbledore's retreat.

(End of this chapter)