Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 500
There are really too many reasons for the enemy to concentrate their efforts on strangling Neville.

He is the acting leader of the Death Eaters, and he has extraordinary melee abilities.

To a certain extent, he is the representative of opposition to MI[-]'s rule of the wizarding world, and he is also the most stubborn recalcitrant.

In short, there were too many reasons to kill him, but none to keep him alive.

"Then you retreat first, if they..."

"We have no reason to retreat, Neville."

Little Crouch interrupted Neville, shook his head and said, "Maybe it's time for a counterattack, even if we lose in the end."

"No."

Neville resolutely objected, "The time has not come yet, the Dark Lord has not returned, we have no victory..."

"Hope." Little Crouch interrupted him.

"What?" Neville froze in confusion.

"I mean hope, Neville." Little Crouch said earnestly, "Not everyone is as determined as you, and it is difficult for most of us to be as single-minded as you."

Neville was slightly taken aback, and then looked at little Crouch suspiciously: "Have you reached the limit of your patience?"

Little Crouch smiled helplessly, and said: "The experience of Azkaban and the experience of being locked up at home by my father made me crazy, Neville, I can't stand loneliness more than ordinary people."

Neville stared at little Crouch in astonishment for a long time, with a bit of disbelief on his face.

At least in Neville's eyes, he didn't see little Crouch's impatience.

"Then play a game."

In the end, Neville listened to Little Crouch's advice and took out a bronze mirror from his pocket.

This thing looked familiar to Crouch Jr. because he had one too.

In order to facilitate communication with everyone, Voldemort did not do this less.

Now that the Dark Lord has disappeared for three years, this thing has become a tool for everyone to communicate, which is very convenient.

Through the bronze mirror, Neville soon sent a notice to all Death Eaters, including some wizards who did not join the Death Eaters but were willing to resist.

As a result, an endless stream of own people began to appear, and the number of enemies also increased.

A sudden battle broke out on the Hogwarts ruins inexplicably.

The two sides continued to fight among the broken walls, and the light of the curse and the sparks of the machine gun exploded from time to time.

The enemy obviously didn't expect the war to escalate, let alone the unexpected battle that would start at the Hogwarts ruins.

So, they don't have heavy support here, which is great news for the Wizards.

The battle started at noon and did not end until dusk.

Both sides suffered a lot of damage, but the time for the end of the battle seemed to be getting closer, because the enemy's heavy weapons had begun to appear.

Under such circumstances, Neville would definitely not want to continue the fight.

"Retreat in batches, this battle ends here."

Neville dragged his exhausted body back to his camp and gave new instructions.

The wizards recuperating or recovering here immediately nodded and began to send news everywhere.

The retreat did not disperse in a crowd, otherwise a small group of people would be tracked by the enemy's mysterious tracking device, and the final outcome would not be good.

As for how to retreat, Neville had already prepared and explained it earlier.

However, just as everyone was about to evacuate in batches, the enemy suddenly launched a violent attack.

This obviously broke Neville's plan, and under the enemy's heavy firepower, the teams were also separated, and the disadvantages were highlighted for a while.

"I tried to cut off the enemy's heavy firepower, you..."

Neville wanted to Apparate to surprise the enemy's heavy fire station, but before he finished speaking, the enemy's heavy weapon suddenly misfired.

The sound of "chug chug" suddenly disappeared, everyone's ears suddenly became clear, and the battle also came to a brief standstill.

All eyes were focused on the south tower, where the enemy placed heavy machine guns.

"Is... Bella?"

Neville, who was completely blind in his right eye, asked little Crouch beside him uncertainly.

"There is no one else who dares to show off the enemy's head except Bella."

There was helplessness in Little Crouch's voice, obviously it wasn't the first time Bella had done this.

"Although it's a bit brutal, it's really refreshing, and it's a good thing, and it's more conducive to our retreat." Neville responded with a smile.

Little Crouch also nodded, but just as he was about to speak, a strange noise suddenly came.

This sound, the two who have experienced many battlefields, can recognize that it is the sound of individual rocket launchers.

"Bella, get out of the way."

Neville roared immediately, and his voice echoed above the waste area.

But Bella chose to dodge before he made a sound, she jumped off the broken tower decisively, and turned around when she fell about three meters to prepare for apparition.

"boom."

The moment Bella hadn't finished apparating, the rocket had already exploded above her.

The aftermath of the explosion didn't hit her. After all, the rocket was heading for the tower, and it was inside the tower when it exploded.

As luck would have it, a flying rock hit her on the head, which prevented her from spinning and made her Apparation fail.

In an instant, the hearts of all wizards tugged.

Bella, this crazy woman has been the beacon of resistance after Neville for the past three years.

Crazy, cruel and brave, she is the nightmare of the enemy and the most trustworthy partner of her own people.

But at this moment, this trustworthy partner is falling from a high altitude.

But she can't fly like Neville.

"Whoosh."

Neville jumped up violently, regardless of the power of the gunfire, and flew towards the falling Bella at full speed.

But as long as wizards can make correct judgments on the relationship between speed and time, they can see that Neville's speed cannot keep up.

And just when everyone thought that Bella was about to fall, an aurora suddenly shot down from the sky.

The light was as fast as lightning. When everyone saw it, he was still in the sky. Before they could blink, the light had already landed in front of Bella.

"Shh."

The light stopped, and instantly grabbed Bella who was about to fall to the ground.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused here, and they wanted to see the essence of that light clearly.

It is a human form, a human form composed of colorful black, weird and confusing.

"Be safe, Bella."

The humanoid creature spoke slowly, and the familiar voice instantly stunned everyone again.

"Dark Lord?"

Bella murmured suspiciously, completely forgetting the pain.

"Of course, otherwise, who do you think it would be?"

The humanoid creature asked back, at the same time Phoenix suddenly appeared beside the figure, and then rubbed the figure affectionately.

"It will take some time before my resurrection, before that..."

The human figure touched Phoenix's head, and glanced at both sides of the battlefield, "This battle is over, don't fight any more."

He spoke plainly, but his tone was undeniable.

The enemy turned his eyes to his commander, and the humanoid looked back too.

In an instant, the enemy commander felt that the pressure was all on his shoulders.

Should we continue to fight, or choose a strategic shift?

(End of this chapter)