Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 625 Voldemort's Retreat

Moody's 'performance' shocked everyone present.

They looked at him in horror,
Looking at the golden ring that is set in the eye socket,
And the weird red flame inside.

They had never seen this kind of magic, and it seemed to be exactly the same as the magic that Voldemort cast here, and it came from the same place.

"What kind of curse is this?" Scrimgeour looked at the fate of the monster, then turned his head abruptly, and asked Moody in a hoarse voice. He was staring at Moody's eye sockets, that is, the golden and reddish ring of [Blood Pupil Ring·Red].

You don't need to guess, it's because of this thing that the spell just now was cast.

Moody didn't answer, he stayed where he was, gasping for breath.

At the frame of his 'false eye', thin, fleshy blood vessels protrude abruptly, wrapping around half of his face like vines, and they bulge and hop.

After a while, he seemed to have regained his strength, and looked up at Scrimgeour and the others.

"That's what Dumbledore and I got last Christmas Eve."

Moody answered hoarsely,

"Let's go down and talk first. The monster shouldn't cause any harm now."

Everyone looked at me, but no one moved.

After Moody took a breath, he landed first.

The Aurors saw that the monsters did not reunite and 'eat' Moody directly, so it was considered that someone hesitantly fell in front of Moody.

"You haven't answered my question yet!" Scrimgeour continued to question Moody, while involuntarily turning his gaze to the wriggling and roaring 'spider web'.

"A magic, a new type of magic...According to Dumbledore, this is another way of casting spells for the new generation." Moody said solemnly.

"Okay, let's check here to see if there is anything missing, then we must go to Dumbledore. This is another world. If we want to go out, we must find him."

Scrimgeour looked at Moody in front of him with fear, and he realized that he didn't know Mad-Eye in front of him.

However, he then raised his head to look at the shattered lacquered sky, the round floating in the sky... an extremely huge, exaggerated blood sun.

I also kind of agree with Moody's statement in my heart.

——It’s true that you can’t stay here for long.

After putting aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, Scrimgeour immediately ordered the other Aurors to form a few teams here and start patrolling to see if there were any surviving Muggles.

……

There were screams and blinding green lights everywhere.

Before starting this war, Cornelius Fudge could never have imagined that someone could do this.

Dumbledore, Voldemort...

The magical power of the two of them suppressed almost everyone, and others could not get involved in the war between the two.

Fudge was about to go crazy. Although he knew that Dumbledore and the others were not at the same level as ordinary wizards, this was too outrageous.

At that time, when the two fought in such a small space, the rest of the people could only barely keep their lives.

Not to mention the killing curses flying around.

Even ordinary [Stunning Curse], [Petrification Curse], or [Crushing Curse], [Freezing Curse] are about to bring down this cave.

The magic light originally used for lighting was extinguished at the first time....

In this deep darkness, everyone relied on sensing the opponent's magic power to attack.

In this regard, Voldemort's side had a great advantage, after all, there were only three people on the other side.

Moreover, Voldemort, and Bellatrix, which can hardly be regarded as human beings, can naturally see in the dark.

Up to now, in the darkness, everyone cast the spell carefully, for fear of accidentally hurting others.

As for providing lighting, no one wants to be the first to come forward.

After all, in this case, Voldemort's spell must have been aimed at 'this kind of cannon fodder. '

Only Dumbledore managed somehow, after an unknown spell, the rock walls around the cave immediately began to emit a layer of faint purple fluorescence.

This can be regarded as a sigh of relief for everyone.

However, the world in front of them has changed drastically at this time.

Voldemort was hovering in mid-air, and the tip of his wand was swirling with thick black mist,
These dense fogs are like whirlpools, wrapping around everything on the surrounding rock walls, like a giant snake winding and swallowing underground,
After a while, the originally narrow cave seemed to have turned into a huge underground labyrinth.

The black mist is like a paste, gathering into giant 'towering' pillars, with traces of thickening gel slowly flowing on it.

Fudge, Dumbledore, and Auror's feet... also turned into a swamp-like environment.

Seeing this situation, Dumbledore temporarily put down the wand in his hand instead of facing Voldemort.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Fudge exclaimed in surprise.

He thought Albus had been hit by Voldemort's Imperius Curse.

But upon closer inspection, the old bee was fine, he was just staring thoughtfully at Voldemort, at the magic he was casting now.

Fudge couldn't understand, he just waved his wand and cast the killing curse.

Green light strikes,

But it stopped abruptly halfway.

A black, viscous waterfall descended from all directions, as if consciously, covering Fudge... and other people's death curses, or other spells.

However, Voldemort did not take advantage of his advantage to attack the crowd, instead he smiled coldly and hid in the black mist.

"no no!"

A scream came suddenly,
Fudge also ignored the surprise in his heart, he hurriedly looked towards the place where the sound came from,
A powerful Auror striker was directly bitten by the vampire Bellatrix.

She was as easy as breaking a wooden stick, and almost instantly, she bit the striker's neck into two pieces.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The headless body hit the ground heavily, and the head rolled to the feet of everyone.

The angry spells of the others were swept away, and Bellatrix hid again in the black mist of the surrounding environment.

She was fast, comparable to a werewolf, and even faster, almost like a flash of lightning, and her body melted into the shadow almost instantly, as if casting a spell.

Bellatrix...

For the guy's reappearance and resurrection, honestly... Cornelius Fudge was not quite surprised and weird.

No one knew what kind of curse these Death Eaters... would dare to cast on themselves.

But Fudge is surprised that Bellatrix can still use this ability after she becomes a vampire. Could it be that Voldemort can also bestow special magic on other dark creatures?
Fudge shuddered at the thought of the possibility.

Giants, werewolves, ogres, ghosts, all kinds of dark monsters... these are enough to become his magic army.

When Fudge was in a daze, suddenly a ray of light pierced through the black mist.

It shone into his eyes.

Like a legendary wizard, Dumbledore turned his patron saint...that silver phoenix into an incomparably huge one, directly blasting through the darkness.

This made the original appearance of this place completely exposed in front of everyone.

This is a huge cave like a stadium, and there are densely packed black oval eggs inside.

It looks like there are thousands of them.

The eggshells are big and small, the big one is like a house, and the small one is only the size of a palm... Most of them are buried in the soil of the cave, half exposed.

Akinbad sniffed his nose, his face changed drastically, as if he smelled something.

He waved his wand hastily, and a bright light was lit, and the light penetrated the shell of one of the black eggs...

There was actually a living corpse monster inside.

Before Fudge breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to see this scene again.

He frantically approached the other black eggs, and waved his wand to break them one by one.

Thick black pus flowed all over the place, and the disgusting monster flowed out from the eggshell...

They seemed to be underdeveloped, each of them curled up their bodies, pulled out their muscles continuously, and let out weird and ugly cries.

But the ferocious faces of these monsters really cannot be sympathized with.

"Everything here must be burned, and no one can be left alive..."

Fudge shouted to the crowd, "This should be the source of the spread of London's new infectious curse."

Dumbledore directly reached out to stop everyone from moving.

"It's not, it's just an abandoned magic experiment research site. These are all failures... Don't wake them up..."

Before the words could finish, Voldemort's shrill, hissing laughter rose from above.

"Dumbledore, you and these idiots... still have a different level..."

"Well, my work...my army..."

"Dear Professor Dumbledore, can you...can you stop all of this?...This is just a test site that I gave up not long ago...but these magical troops, can you stop it?"

said Voldemort sarcastically as he fell slowly from the sky.

Then he hissed over and over again in Parseltongue.

If Harry and McGuffin were here, they would understand—

"...wake up...wake up..."

Wait for a few words.

"Stay away!" Qiao Guohua dealt, reminding people around to stay away from those black eggshells.

With a wave of his wand, five or six long swords with dazzling blue light lit up around him.

The flying sword flew back and forth and galloped around him... It should be some kind of ancient Chinese spell.

Then, before the Aurors burned and destroyed the black eggs of different sizes on the ground in front of them.

There were crackling sounds densely packed in the air.

Like a domino falling down, all the eggshells from them... spread out circle by circle and shattered.

The gray wrinkled-skinned living corpse roared and burst out of its shell with sticky pus all over its body.

They landed on all fours, climbed over, and immediately attacked everyone.

"Fire... use fire to see!" Fudge reminded loudly.

After the last Ministry of Magic attack, many wizards have issued multiple analysis reports on those monsters. '

Most of the research in it proves that this kind of undead monster... is best attacked with fire.

Although it is not as obvious as dealing with Yin corpses, it is also the most cost-effective solution.

Tongues of flames spewed out from the tips of everyone's wands immediately, and a sea of ​​flames appeared in front of them.

Those black mist and wrinkled corpses rushed over like waves, trying to put out the flames.

But after all, almost half of the most outstanding wizards in the wizarding world gathered here. If it weren't for the fact that there is too much magic power here, fearing unforeseen consequences, all members would have cast Fiercefire.

But even so, the flames almost liquefied the ground, like lava...

Orange red orange red, viscous flowing,

Those wrinkled skin monsters were burned to ashes before they even got close.

Surprisingly, though, Voldemort didn't directly cast his magic... against the crowd.

According to his magic power, he can easily extinguish all these flames, and then cooperate with these monsters to cause great harm to everyone.

But after Voldemort revived these monster legions, he hid in the black mist, and even Bellatrix and Wormtail disappeared.

After a long time, amidst the uneasiness of the crowd,
All the monsters were completely wiped out and turned into ashes. Even if there were any left... they were just dry black wreckage.

Even the air here stinks of burning heat and burnt meat.

Some take your breath away.

Some Aurors turned purple, had bleeding eyes, and even passed out.

"Restore as usual!"

Charms don't work either.

Still Jessica Gray, a witch from New Zealand, looked around, as if she understood something.

She took out a small bag made of gold silk, and took out a pinch of white salt-like particles that smelled like ashes.

Scattered from the sky.

As the spell sounded, a rainbow suddenly floated across the sky,

The air suddenly became much fresher, and there was a smell of flowers and plants...or it could be said to be the smell of spring and summer.

This made the breathing of the wizards in front of them a lot easier.

While breathing a sigh of relief, everyone can finally concentrate on thinking...the biggest purpose of their trip,
—Where did this fellow Voldemort go?
"Albus?...Professor Dumbledore!" Fudge asked eagerly and with some fear, "Where is Voldemort? Where did that guy go?"

"He left this world!"

Dumbledore said calmly, looking at the black mist around him.

Ever since he came to this wretched place, the old bee hadn't made a move.

There is no scruples about the agreement with Fudge.

Until now, Dumbledore has been looking at the black mist in front of him, as well as the giant cylinder in the cave.

"What!" Fudge immediately yelled, there was an indescribable weirdness in his tone, he was both surprised and pleasantly surprised, and also a little scared... he couldn't believe the news.

"I think what Albus means is that... Voldemort escaped, didn't he?" Akimbard interrupted Fudge's daydream as if he understood something.

"Well, he entered another dimension."

"I roughly understand how he opened the portal of the world's dimensional gap..."

"It's just not expecting... what a great achievement, what a great!" said Dumbledore.

But Fudge could not accept such a half-way action. He had bet his entire political life on this action.

Voldemort, that guy...how could he escape!

When the anger and resentment in Fudge's heart were burning.

A hoarse voice came from above them.

"Professor Dumbledore, Minister Fudge!"

Then there was a sharp sound of tearing cloth.

Moody landed in front of them all.

　Revised tomorrow,
　　I still owe 4000 words, and I don’t know when I can make up

　　
　
(End of this chapter)