Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 498 The hunt is on

On the edge of Greengarry Forest, several figures were running fast.

"How far is it, Batty, I don't remember walking so long last time."

Neville asked while running, and at the same time glanced into the distance from time to time, observing everything around him.

"They didn't think it was safe enough, so they expanded the scope of the anti-apparition spell, and now many families are doing this." Batty followed him, panting heavily as he spoke.

But not all wizards are like Neville, who do enormous physical exercise every day.

Most wizards, even with an object three steps away, would be tempted to use the Flying Charm to avoid walking.

Getting them to run is a very difficult task, thanks to Dongzang XZ for the past three years.

"Before they closed the manor, didn't they think about leaving a communication channel?"

While running, Neville asked Crouch again, but it sounded like a complaint.

"Total silence, maybe they think this is enough to escape the troubled times during this period, it is said that there were wizard families who did this in the Middle Ages." Little Barty said.

Neville curled his lips and didn't express a clear opinion on this, but his expression was enough to explain everything.

Most of the other Death Eaters who followed behind to help had the same expression.

If it hadn't been for SI:[-] throwing a "little boy" at Hogwarts after the evacuation of Hogwarts three years ago, they might have the same idea.

But anyone who has seen the ruins of Hogwarts will not think that closing the castle is a safe option.

Especially since the address of the Fuli family is so remote, it is more convenient for MI[-] to use large-scale weapons.

"Just ahead, they used magic to hide the manor."

Little Crouch stopped everyone, and pointed to a dense jungle not far away.

"How can I crack it, I need..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of missiles breaking through the air suddenly came to the other side of the jungle in front of him.

"late."

Little Crouch continued.

"It's not too late. As long as it's not a missile of that magnitude, it may not be able to destroy the entire castle at once."

Neville said with a frown, and raised the Iron Armor Curse while motioning everyone to step back.

And the moment he just finished making the arrangements, there was a rumbling explosion in the jungle ahead.

The dense jungle in sight did not shake because of the explosion, but a visual illusion of virtual and real changes.

After repeating this illusion several times, the dense jungle finally disappeared, and a slightly dilapidated old castle appeared in front of my eyes.

"The Fuli family, you have been targeted by MI[-], run in my direction, prepare to evacuate, prepare to evacuate."

Neville shouted a few words with "loud voice", and then began to arrange for the people around him to set up traps.

In the dilapidated castle of the Foley family, no one answered Neville's call.

Instead, magical lights lit up the castle, and it looked like they wanted to hold on.

"What should I do? Do you want to rush in to help?" Little Crouch asked Neville.

"No, wait for them for 10 minutes. If we don't come, we will leave." Neville resolutely refused, and set a termination time for this operation.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of several missiles launching into the air sounded again, followed by successive explosions.

The magic defense barrier of the castle was declared broken the moment the second missile fell, and all subsequent missiles blasted into the castle.

The rumbling sound continued for a long time, and the entire castle was directly bombed as if it was split from the middle.

Facing the powerful firepower, the magic protection still seemed too weak.

Flames ignited on the remains of the castle, making everyone's faces flush.

Neville pursed his lips, grimly, and said nothing.

Suddenly, several figures rose from the waste area, they were members of the Fuli family riding broomsticks.

"Whoosh whoosh~~"

They walked through the sea of ​​flames and rushed towards Neville and the others quickly.

"Where's your patriarch?" Neville confirmed at a glance that there was no patriarch of the Foley family among these people.

"Grandpa wants to stick to the family castle and let us leave alone." It was the eldest grandson of the Foley family who spoke. Neville recognized this handsome wizard with red eyes.

"Are there more people, Deja?" Neville didn't have time to pay attention to his sadness, but just asked.

Deja shook his head and glanced back at the castle in flames.

That was his home, it used to be.

"Let's go, we will be stopped if we don't go."

As Neville said, he signaled everyone to give up the equipment used to set up traps and go back the same way.

Deja wanted to wait a little longer, but Neville obviously didn't want to do that.

After a brief dispute, Deja chose to compromise.

The group began to return the same way, preparing to use Apparition to leave after leaving the anti-Apparition magic.

But at this moment, a group of people rushed out from the east side of the jungle, trying to stop them.

The war broke out in an instant, and neither side was surprised or expressed a desire to talk.

The moment they met, the Death Curse flew across.

In the past three years, this magic has become the most commonly used magic by wizards.

The harsh living environment has also allowed more wizards to master this spell.

"Whoosh whoosh~~"

The green light was flashing, and the two sides were hurting each other. Neville signaled his own people to retreat, but the enemy pursued closely.

"Crack."

Suddenly there was a sound under the feet of the enemy running in the front, and before he could understand what happened, a crossbow arrow had already penetrated his body.

This made the pursuers in the rear become more cautious, while Neville and the others left without looking back.

"I remember that before the family closed down, it was said that a settlement had been reached outside, so why did they start fighting again?" Seeing that the enemy had been left behind, Deya asked Neville.

"The assassination of Death Eaters and pure-bloods has never stopped, it's just turned from light to dark."

Neville replied in a deep voice, his body floating in the air, his eyes scanning his surroundings vigilantly.

"Only for Death Eaters and pure blood?" Deja asked in surprise.

"It's not all pure blood, at least Mr. Weasley gets along well with those Muggles." Little Crouch said sarcastically.

"Mr. Weasley only gets along well with Muggles, not with SI:[-], Barty, there's no need to bring personal feelings into judgment."

Neville retorted, and then looked at De Yadao, "They are not only targeting pure blood and Death Eaters, but all those who oppose SI:[-]'s rule of the wizarding world are their targets."

Deya nodded while running, and he wanted to ask something again, but before he could speak, another group of people rushed out not far away.

"Whoo~ whoo~ whoo~"

Before everyone's magic, Neville had already thrown the boomerang.

In the dark jungle, the trajectory of the boomerang was almost invisible, and several enemies were hit and howled in pain.

At the same time, Little Crouch had also released a killing spell, directly knocking down the enemy closest to them to the ground.

Not to be outdone, Deya unleashed a magic front without shadow, but unfortunately the enemy blocked it with the Iron Armor Curse.

And the battle has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)