Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 208 The Last Battle

Voldemort conjured a silver shield over his head, and rubies jingled against the shield.

He summoned a huge black snake and shot back at Dumbledore. With a flick of his wand, Dumbledore turned the snake into a fire. , Voldemort pressed his wand down, and the flame burst and turned into a puff of black smoke.

Whether it was the defenders of Hogwarts or the Death Eaters, everyone consciously stayed away from the duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort, leaving an open space around them.

Voldemort's scarlet snake eyes and Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at each other, and the tips of their wands were hanging down to the ground. On the surface, they looked calm, but they were actually engaged in an invisible magical wrestling.Bellatrix and Andonova shot at each other as they retreated near the hall, suffocated by the powerful magic unleashed from Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Ten seconds later, Dumbledore staggered back a few steps, and Phoenix Fawkes flew up from his shoulder with a splash.

"Dumbledore, I think you should have more than this ability? It seems that you are really tired," Voldemort sneered and shook his head, "I am very disappointed by your strength..." He pretended to be in the auditorium After looking around, "And you don't have many people available, do you?"

Dumbledore stood up straight gracefully, panting slightly: "Tom, I admit that I should have some dessert and take a nap, but I still have a lot of people."

More than a dozen fireplaces in the auditorium crackled, and green flames rose and fell one after another. Dumbledore smiled, his beard and the hem of his clothes swaying gently in the firelight.

Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley stepped out of the fireplace first, still in their pajamas, followed by Charlie Weasley and Bill Weasley, whose feet had just set foot on the floor of the Great Hall On the ground, he picked up his wand and joined the battle.

Aberforth Dumbledore emerged from the fireplace, as tall as his brother, and he grabbed a Death Eater by the neck and threw him out of the window like a chicken.

Stanley Constantine jumped out of the fireplace, brushed the ashes off his windbreaker, straightened his well-groomed blond hair, took a handful of powder from his pocket and applied it to his palm.

"Hey!" He poked Avery on the shoulder, and Avery turned around, looking suspiciously into his smiling blue eyes.

"I remember you as the new lead singer of the Weird Sisters..." Avery said, frowning.

"Yes, Mr. Avery, you and your family bought VIP boxes for our concert."

Avery habitually showed a polite smirk when meeting high-society people, "Nice meeting, nice meeting." He reached out to Constantine, who tilted his head, smiled brightly, and held Avery's hand. hand.

"Ah—" Avery screamed, his arm holding Constantine scorched.Seconds later, he rolled his eyes and fell to the floor.

Remus John Lupine emerged from the fireplace at the far end of the Great Hall, and he deliberately drew his wand out of his old coat, and in a split second fell Antonin Dolokhov, who had his back turned to him, and the movement Extremely agile.

"Remus!" James and Sirius exclaimed in surprise.

"Sorry, I just heard about the war here..."

"Why are you still so humble?" Sirius said with a smile, "You knocked down a difficult guy as soon as you came out!"

Lupine just waved his hand and smiled lightly, a trace of blood showing on his haggard, sunken face.

With a bang, the Hogwarts kitchen door was blown away, and house-elves poured into the hall, screaming and waving knives and cleavers. Snapping his fingers, Yaxley, who was fighting with Harry and Hermione, slipped and fell to the ground.

"Fight! Fight!" Kreacher yelled in his bullfrog voice. "In the name of the protector of the house-elves, in the name of brave Regulus, fight!"

The house-elves rushed forward, slashing and stabbing the ankles and calves of the Death Eaters, their faces were burning with hatred, several Death Eaters were held down by a large group of house-elves After beating violently, the people next to him saw the tragic situation of their companions and turned around and ran away in fright.

"Fight!" Sirius yelled, "In the name of Regulus, fight!" He dashed from left to right in the enemy group, his tall stature coupled with his open and close fighting posture made the Death Eaters tremble with fear .

Near Sirius, James and Lily were fighting back to back, with four or five defeated soldiers lying at their feet, and the Death Eaters dared not approach them at all.

Snake crept noiselessly through the window onto the battlefield, writhing its emerald-green scaled body and crushing the skull of a Death Eater.Several Death Eaters attacked it with the Avada Kedavra curse, and the spell hit it between its indifferent yellow eyes, and the scales bounced off it easily. It yawned boredly, showing its fangs. Running like a ghost.

Professor Slughorn arrived at the battlefield at some unknown time. He was disheveled and obviously just woke up from a sleep, but his walrus-like fat body was surprisingly flexible in battle.

Behind Slughorn, the secret door to the basement flung open, Dolores Umbridge was thrown screaming, and dozens of Hogsmeade civilians stepped over her , rushed into the auditorium.

"Down with them!" they cried, raising their wands. "For our homeland!"

Everywhere there was fighting, everywhere there were wrathful wand points, everywhere house-elf knives, and the once-mighty Death Eaters were drowned by a sea of ​​people.Soon, they fled, and the Hogwarts defenders chased them out of the Great Hall.

A puff of black smoke stopped the fleeing Death Eaters.

"No escape!" Voldemort uttered a shrill voice. Already in a frenzy, he fired the Avada Kedavra Curse at the back of the furthest Death Eater, and that Death Eater died instantly.

"I still have armies... armies of the undead! They are eternally loyal and fearless of death—unlike you!"

As he spoke, he lifted his wand upwards—this is an action to control the Infernal Corpse. The hundreds of Infernal Corpse that had not had time to clean up on the field stood up. The army flew in, and there were terrified screams from the crowd.

Dumbledore quickly raised his wand and re-propped up a smaller semicircular protective cover. The dense spells hit it, making a sound like hailstones hitting glass.

Voldemort sneered, and gestured to the Dark Mark in the night sky.

"Dumbledore, you are such an idiot, you actually think that I can't control my army of ghouls without the Resurrection Stone... Now that you have lost the protection of the castle, the ending can be imagined..." He raised Turning to the crowd in a high voice, "Drop your weapons and leave Dumbledore's protective barrier. The merciful Dark Lord will guarantee your safety."

The civilians of Hogsmeade were shaken first, a dozen of them threw away their wands, screamed and fled towards the castle, Bellatrix pointed at them and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Neville pushed through the crowd and stepped forward. He passed Professor McGonagall, Peter, and finally Dumbledore, standing at the forefront of the line.

Bellatrix watched Neville's sweaty face with interest, and after a few seconds, a cruel gleam flashed in her eyes, "I recognize you, the same round face, oops, you Mom and Dad screamed really nicely when they were being tortured—"

"Shut up!" Neville yelled hoarsely, "Vulcan make way!"

A few sparks emanated from the tip of his staff, but that was all. The Muggle Inferi from Lake of Infernal Forces had rushed to the side of Dumbledore's barrier, smashing it with shoulders, elbows and teeth.Their pale eyeballs seemed to be covered with a layer of spider silk, and the rotting flesh gave off a stench, and Lavender Brown couldn't help retching.

Bella laughed even louder as she raised her wand and pointed it at Neville.

"Little Longbottom, I asked you to scream better, why—"

"God without a shadow!" Neville cast a spell unpreparedly. This spell had no ballistic and no sound, and it hit Bellatrix in the chest.

Bella's face turned pale suddenly, and the unfinished words stuck in her throat. Her whole body seemed to be cut by countless invisible swords. Grabbing the wound on her stomach with her hands, trying in vain to stop the bleeding, after a few seconds of painful struggle, her body tilted and fell down.

Voldemort reached out his big hand to support her, and he pointed his wand at her wound, trying to stop the bleeding, but his magic had no effect.Bella's throat gurgled, her face turned blue, her eyeballs bulged and rolled upwards... Voldemort finally realized that Bellatrix was beyond help.

"Bellatrix is ​​dead!" Neville yelled, raising his wand. "Death Eaters have nothing to fear!"

"Oh——!" The morale of the defenders rose again, Honeydukes boss Ambrosio Froome took out a large lump of booger-flavored chocolate candy with a runny heart from his backpack, and threw it out viciously— — piaji sounded, and the candy hit Death Eater Crabbe right in the face.

"Ah!" Voldemort threw away the dying Bella, and yelled. The roar was full of anger and humiliation. The powerful magic power erupted from his body sent Neville and several Death Eaters flying away—" Kill!" he ordered hoarsely.

The Muggle ghouls rushed forward, staring at their pale eyes, slapping and beating on the barrier randomly, and the hundreds of ghouls who could magic around fired round after round of volleys, Dumbledore A trace of cold sweat dripped down his quiet face.

Hermione raised her wand and said nervously, "Vulcan makes the way!"

"Vulcan make the way!" Harry joined her.

"Fire-Vulcan clears the way!" This was the first time Ron tried this spell, but he miraculously succeeded.

"Vulcan clears the way!" Ginny's chest heaved violently, and there was only a trace of fear in her eyes, but more joy in fighting side by side with everyone.

"Vulcan clears the way!" Luna's voice was as pure as the sound of nature. Listening to her erratic tone, it seemed that she was showing the magic she had just learned to Professor Peddie in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Vulcan make the way!" Cedric raised his wand, his eyes sparkling in the firelight.

"Vulcan clears the way!" All the students who participated in the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club pointed their wands at the night sky... The flames burned more and more intensely, and the range became wider and wider, finally lighting up most of the night sky.

Looking at this glorious scene, Professor McGonagall wiped his eyes, "Oh~ children..."

The muggle ghouls were ignited, they ran around without thinking, some jumped straight into the black lake, and some ran into the Forbidden Forest, ignited a large area of ​​trees, and suddenly the flames shot up into the sky, and the ghouls could The range of activities becomes smaller.

Seeing this, Voldemort waved his wand angrily—over the castle, hundreds of dementors whirled and flew towards the defenders. It was clearly a summer night, but the temperature seemed to drop to freezing point, the air froze, and the breath of death seemed to be dense. The airtight net engulfed everyone, the flames propped up by the students trembled dangerously, some infernal corpses regained their ability to move, and spells rained towards Dumbledore's barrier.

Voldemort fired an extremely powerful death curse at Dumbledore, intending to break the barrier, Fox rushed forward, blocked the curse for Dumbledore with his body, and turned himself into a mass of ashes waiting to be reborn.

The melee resumed.Voldemort dealt with Peter, McGonagall and Andonova alone, James stunned Labastan Lestrange, Sirius knocked down two Death Eaters, and the curses of the ghouls came indiscriminately. The Death Eaters quickly fled to the edge of the field, and the defenders were mainly fighting the dark magic creatures.

There were bursts of hoofbeats in the burning Forbidden Forest. Rubeus Hagrid and the centaurs rushed out of the Forbidden Forest together. The centaurs swished arrows and shot through the fleeing Death Eaters from behind. Hagrid Grab the Inferi that McNeil has transformed into, and use it to knock down a swarm of enemies.

The snake snake rushed into the center of the Yin Corpse group, and the Yin Corpse would only attack humans, so they were foolishly whipped around by the snake snake, their bones were smashed, and they could no longer stand up.

Lucius Malfoy didn't take part in the battle at all. He slipped from the edge of the battlefield into the hall, called for his son, and knocked out Travers who was trying to stop him from escaping.

During the fierce battle, Peter vaguely heard the voice of Christine Evan.

"Call God to protect you!" Evan shouted.

A silver Raven Patronus flew out from the tip of Evan's staff, dispelling the dementors circling in the air, and the night became warm again, but Peter had no time to praise Evan's feat: Voldemort's tricky angle of death cursed at him Attacked, he quickly turned into a mouse, burrowed into the crevices of the stone, and avoided the spell that this ordinary-sized human being would die if he encountered it.

Andonova cast an arc-shaped black magic spell behind Voldemort's back, but Voldemort picked it away with his wand. He fiercely fought back with five killing curses. Andonova dodged left and right, but one of the killing curses wiped her over her chest, knocking down the Durmstrang deer head brooch.

"Come out! Wormtail!" Voldemort knocked Andonova down with his magic power, and quickly turned to Professor McGonagall, who was exhausted. Fiercefire roared out from the tip of his staff, attacking Professor McGonagall——

Peter's Fiendflame and Voldemort's Fiendflame collided in mid-air, and with a jaw-dropping crackle, the two Fiendflames consumed each other.

Andonova raised her wand, ready to join the fight again, but Peter pushed her away. "Don't come!" he said.

"Wormtail, I didn't expect you to be a hero when you were about to die." Voldemort said sarcastically.

"Where is your beauty?" Peter activated the red spell secretly set during the fight, "Oh, I almost forgot, she is lying on the ground!"

Voldemort was much more sensitive than the little Voldemort, his flat nose smelled magic, he opened the Iron Armor Curse defense in advance, and the Cutting Curse bounced off Voldemort's barrier.

"Weak magic," his nostrils flared angrily. "You're not as strong as I am."

"Then why am I still standing in front of the Lord Dark Lord?" Peter said with a smile, "Maybe...maybe the Lord Dark Lord spent a lot of magic power and attention to control his army of Inferi..."

"So what?" Voldemort sneered.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A flash of green light passed through the barrier and hit Voldemort in the back, and Tom Riddle fell as straight as any mortal.

Peter undid the illusion spell, exhausted himself into his double, and cheers seemed to reach his eardrums from far away.He raised his heavy eyelids and looked up at the sky, only to find that the east had turned white.

(End of this chapter)