Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Using a visible spell under the Terminator consumes a staggering amount of magic power.

But although Voldemort had exercised his body and practiced close combat methods, he was still far from the people in front of him.

Therefore, he could only ignore the magic power and output it like crazy.

Fortunately, Luna began to thicken the fog, and invisible "spirits" began to support him.

Otherwise, it would not be that easy to send Dumbledore away safely.

"Luna, I'll cover your retreat. We can't defend this place."

Voldemort's voice was not loud, but the vibration of the voice could be felt by Luna.

"I'll cover you, there's mist..."

"Luna, follow your orders."

Voldemort interrupted the other party's transmission and said dissatisfiedly.

He can fly, but Luna can't. In this case, it would be easiest for him to retreat.

Therefore, there was no way he would allow Luna to cover him.

"good."

Luna stopped arguing, responded obediently, and then prepared to leave.

But before she could get out of the fog and onto the bridge, the enemy seemed to have received some order, and everyone suddenly surrounded Voldemort.

This caused Luna to stop and quickly alert Voldemort.

"Leave me alone, tell me when you get out, and I will leave immediately."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he cautiously rushed forward so that he could create space between himself and the enemy behind him.

Luna also knew that time was urgent, so she quickly ran back to the bridge and loudly informed Voldemort that she had left.

"Whoosh."

After hearing Luna's words, Voldemort didn't hesitate anymore and rushed high into the sky.

However, the enemy has been preparing for this moment for a long time.

In front of the mist, where the enemy formations were densely packed, someone suddenly stepped aside to reveal the crossbow inside.

The enemies in the mist also bent their bows and arrows as if they had received some order, and shot towards the sky.

At the same time, a team of people prepared powerful explosive spells to blast Voldemort in the sky.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Arrows are like rain, and crossbows are like lightning.

"Uh-huh."

Voldemort, who managed to dodge most of the arrows, was pinned on his left shoulder by a crossbow arrow.

Severe pain was felt, the flying spell instantly disintegrated, and Voldemort's body fell downwards like a high-altitude object.

"Owner."

"His Majesty."

"The Dark Lord."

Countless people who saw this scene shouted loudly, and among some of the Death Eaters who had been a vital force, a female Death Eater rushed onto the wooden bridge.

It was Bella, who rushed out without hesitation, regardless of the obstruction of Abu, the leader of this new force.

The other person rushed faster than her and was closer to the battlefield than her.

It was Luna, and she had turned and charged into the mist.

But the fallen Voldemort has been locked by the powerful explosion spell, and it seems that no one can save him.

At this moment when time seemed to slow down, a sound like flute music sounded.

It was Phoenix. It broke through the restrictions and flashed in front of Voldemort, blocking the explosive curse with its body.

"boom."

There was a deep roar, the flute music stopped, phoenix feathers flew, and a figure fell from the center of the explosion.

Phoenix, whose body was badly damaged, could barely control the trajectory of its flight, but it was obviously difficult to control its body. It just scraped the wooden bridge obliquely and fell into the abyss below.

"Bang."

Voldemort fell into the mist and was caught by Luna who ran back and controlled the mist.

"Is the injury serious, Your Majesty?"

Luna, who accurately judged Voldemort's landing point, supported Voldemort and asked.

"It's not serious, but it needs to be taken care of."

As Voldemort answered Luna, he pulled out the crossbow bolt from his shoulder and turned to look at the wooden bridge behind him.

The fog was so thick that he couldn't see the distance.

"Phoenix is ​​a phoenix, she won't die." Luna said with relief.

Voldemort nodded and slowly looked away.

"They surrounded me, including from behind..."

After comforting Voldemort, Luna immediately sensed the enemy's location.

Voldemort frowned and looked at Luna with worried eyes.

Before, it was possible to fly with one person, but now that he was injured, it would be difficult to fly with Luna.

"I have a way to deal with them, Your Majesty. This is a way I have been thinking about for a long time."

Luna said with bright eyes, but there was a trace of determination in her still somewhat dull eyes that worried Voldemort.

"Is this curse... dangerous?" Voldemort asked with a frown.

"Yes, but there is no other way."

Luna answered with a smile and raised her mist staff.

Voldemort remained silent and did not stop him. In fact, he had no better way.

Apparition is unavailable, the Flying Spell is targeted, and the Disguise Spell enemies will definitely be on guard against.

If he fights it out alone, it may not be impossible, but with Luna, it is difficult for him to judge the result.

"The soul~returns~to the home~~"

Luna chanted the curse word by word, her tone was strange, and her words had a bit of Indian characteristics.

This should be adapted from tribal witchcraft, but I don’t know if it is combined with mist witchcraft.

While Voldemort was thinking, he suddenly heard a strange cry, and then, the soul-saving crow he had seen before suddenly flew over.

This time, it did not fly back in the shape of mist, but showed its true body:

The dark bones are clearly visible, and beyond that is a layer of gray light, as if the light is its body and feathers.

It rushed towards Luna, and Luna took the initiative to meet it.

After a roar, Luna's body slowly came to an end, and only the hollow eyes of the soul crow glowed with silvery white light.

Voldemort judged that it was Luna's soul that entered the soul-saving crow.

"I will pull them into the foggy world, but before that, Your Majesty, you have to get out of here."

Luna's voice sounded, but it was not from her body that fell to the ground, nor was it from the soul-saving crow, but the sound formed by the vibration of the mist.

"If you do that." Voldemort thought and made a judgment, "you will also be lost in the foggy world."

"I've wanted to go there for a long time, Your Majesty, that's not death." Luna said in a relaxed tone.

Voldemort remained silent and did not speak to persuade him again.

"I will use the mist to help you rush out, Your Majesty, directly towards the clock tower."

Luna's voice sounded again, and at the same time, the thick fog rolled like a tornado, wrapping Voldemort around and throwing him out.

"Whoosh."

With the help of the power of the mist tornado, Voldemort flew out at a rapid speed, shooting electricity towards the other end of the wooden bridge.

In the middle of the journey, he looked back at the mist, only to see the mist shaking and slowly dispersing, as if it had never appeared before.

Also disappearing were more than twenty enemies, as well as the corpses and puppets that were left there before.

They were all wrapped up in Luna and entered the world of mist together.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, the Sky City rang again.

At the same time, Voldemort felt that the flying spell was intermittently failing.

He struggled energetically in the air and tried to adjust his direction to reach the top of the wooden bridge, or to move towards the other side of the wooden bridge that was already very close.

Unfortunately, before he could make adjustments, the flying spell completely failed.

The body stagnated briefly in the air, and then fell sharply downwards.

This time, there was no fog or earth below.

Some are just abysses.