Hogwarts Homecoming

As time passed, the Death Eater Legion began to show decline.

Most of these dark wizards are essentially stragglers who came to Britain to reap benefits in the name of the Dark Lord. They may have extraordinary skills, but they have no determination to swear allegiance to the Dark Lord.

And war is the fastest way for people to grow.

Although the strikers of the Ministry of Magic are inexperienced, at least their beliefs are pure and their goals are upright.

Seeing each of their comrades fall under the oppression of the dark wizard, the courage bred from the hatred in their hearts gave them the determination to never retreat.

Under the "rough" command of Alastor and a group of experienced Aurors who joined the battlefield, they began to consciously encircle the Dark Wizard Legion.

If you look down from above, you can see that the legions brought by the Death Eaters were gradually surrounded by strikers.

However, most of them are not aware of it yet.

The showdown between Sirius and Malfoy continues.

call out!

A bookshelf that fell into the muddy water turned into a vine as thick as a thumb under Sirius's transfiguration spell, which shot through the air and wrapped around Malfoy's legs.

Malfoy whipped the air violently, and the vine suddenly burned violently after getting close to him, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Before Malfoy could breathe a sigh of relief, Sirius' attacks followed one after another.

Silver crescent-shaped flashes of light lit up in the gloomy rain curtain, cutting through the air and emitting a sharp roar that made people's scalp numb.

Bang, bang, bang!

Malfoy waved his wand frequently, splitting the gaps in the silver light, and used the dark cursed light to cause an explosion near where Sirius stood!

"Are you too obsessed with gold that your skills are not as good as before, Malfoy?"

Sirius, who ran behind a raised stone slab to avoid the scattered gravel, exposed his head and fired a few magic spells. Looking at Lucius who was dodging awkwardly on the uneven gravel ground, Sirius shouted happily, holding the gun in his hand. The movement speeded up a bit.

Boom!

A series of explosions caused by cursed light fell behind Malfoy, and the collapse caused by the explosion caused a chain reaction. The ruins of the mud-soaked buildings piled on the ground stirred like a whirlpool!

Malfoy and Sirius were both on the edge.

Mud and gravel quickly flooded Malfoy's calves. With quick eyes and hands, he grabbed a steel bar pointed toward the sky and tried his best to stabilize his body with both hands.

Sirius, who reacted more quickly, climbed onto the corpse of a giant in three steps and two steps at a time, and was lucky enough not to be affected.

But others nearby weren't so lucky.

Unprepared, they were swept up by the sudden mudslide and rushed towards the center of the whirlpool, screaming and being crushed under thousands of tons of mud and rocks.

Only when the muffled thunderous rumblings stopped and the earth stopped flowing did Sirius, who was lying on the giant body that had not been shaken by the mudslide, dare to raise his head.

hiss!

At one glance, Sirius gasped!

A bottomless hole appeared next to the giant's body, and there was a faint sound of rushing water in the hole. It seemed that the subsidence had directly exposed the underground waterway.

Ugh!

A suppressed cry of pain drew Sirius's attention back, and he looked to the other side of the edge of the pit.

Malfoy was still hanging on the steel bar, his upper body dripping with blood, and his waist below was completely submerged in mud and water. He wanted to get himself out of the predicament, but no matter how hard he struggled, the suction force in the mud and rocks still tightly bound his body.

Boom!

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and the dazzling lightning made people unable to open their eyes. The downpour seemed not to stop until the earth was submerged.

Sirius stepped on the mud with one foot and one foot hard to reach Malfoy. He lowered his head and looked at him coldly.

The mudslide just now peeled off Malfoy's black cloak, and even the mask was knocked open with a crack that penetrated his left eye.

As if accepting his fate, Malfoy stopped struggling. He raised his head and looked at Sirius.

The heavy rain made it impossible for both of them to see each other's eyes clearly.

But both of them are dead in each other's eyes.

"Your defeat is sealed."

Sirius raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked around carefully, his lofty shoulders drooping slightly.

"The Dark Lord is watching, Black."

Malfoy was not as panicked as Sirius imagined, he said calmly,

"So what?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Sirius' lips,

"Does he dare to show up? Isn't he always used to hiding his head and showing his tail?"

Malfoy remained silent.

"It's not what it used to be anymore—"

Sirius let the rain wash over him. He gasped for air, his gray eyes filled with sadness.

"You can no longer drag the British wizarding community into the abyss of fear.

We cannot avoid sacrifices, but there will no longer be so many tragedies, and through the integration of Minister Bones, the Ministry of Magic will be even more powerful.

Not only do we have Dumbledore, we also have Amostar."

Sirius looked deeply at Lucius Malfoy,

"What else can Voldemort do?"

Boom!

Before Sirius finished speaking, a violent wind suddenly rose between the sky and the earth. The dark thunderclouds above the low sky surged violently. Under the illumination of countless frightening lightnings, a terrifying face suddenly appeared in the clouds!

The world is dark!

The howling wind was mixed with angry roars and painful wails.

The huge face that could cover the entire Diagon Alley sank to the earth, like a demon god coming to the world, no weaker than the power of heaven and earth!

The pervasive fear and suffocation destroyed the hearts of the resisters, and some people even paralyzed on the ground and cried loudly!

Looking at the huge face that seemed to be pressing down like a mountain, as if it was going to turn everything in the world into dust, Sirius's expression also changed subtly, and the fire burning in his eyes was also suppressed and weakened.

"Do you really think so, Black!"

The lips of the huge face that blocked the brilliance opened and closed, and the rumbling thunder sounded throughout the earth,

"The Dark Lord can't do anything?"

Sirius's face changed drastically. He was about to say something, but a violent wind suddenly fell from the sky and blew Sirius away!

Ugh!

The sharp pain made Sirius let out a low roar, and his consciousness was also trance for a moment.

He bit his tongue quickly to prevent his consciousness from sinking. After overcoming the urge to faint, he lowered his head to look at his body and smiled miserably.

Both of his shoulder blades were pierced by the spikes growing on the rocks behind him, and his legs were pierced by several spikes, and blood flowed into the muddy water on the ground like a column.

Perhaps in order to torture and humiliate him, Voldemort did not let those sharp spikes penetrate his organs.

But death is not far away.

"Tell me, Black!"

Thunder exploded, and the giant face composed of dark clouds and thunder, which was rolling all the time, roared,

"Do you really think the Dark Lord can't do anything!"

The pain tortured Sirius all the time, making him unable to speak. He could only squeeze out a smile, tremblingly raised his forearm, and gave a middle finger to the giant face in the sky!

The deafening roar shook the earth, and people watched in horror as the giant face, like a god, shot out a pale green beam of light, which fell on Sirius, who was as small as dust!

King's Cross Station, on the train that was stopped at platform nine and three-quarters.

Tap--

The giant face appeared, and Amosta slowly stood up from the high stool and gently placed the wine glass on the bar.

He drew out his wand, folded his sleeves in an orderly manner, and then adjusted his collar in front of the clean glass window.

Hu.

After exhaling, the young face reflected in the glass smiled.

Amosta picked up the wand on the bar, shook his wrist, and disappeared from the train in the next second.

Clang! ! !

The storm caused by the sound of the collision, like a great bell, knocked everyone to the ground.

A huge platinum-colored metal shield like a city gate slowly disappeared after blocking the green light.

Amosta looked calmly at the big face in the sky that was silent for a while,

"Long time no see, Riddle." (End of this chapter)