All things are three at Hogwarts

"Burn them!"

More eager, enthusiastic, and younger voices joined in the shouting. Harry, Ginny, Ron, including the young people from Hogwarts brought over by the professor, were shouting and jumping at the top of their lungs.

Having just experienced a sudden attack by the God of Death, the feeling of despair still lingers in the hearts of the wizards. Now, the shouts of harmony are more like venting than hope. The wizards also need such a way to relieve the pain in their hearts. Depression and anger.

This sound is like a horn of death to the ears of the Death Eaters and undead creatures in front of the gate to another world. They watch helplessly as the gates to other world around them are destroyed one by one, their souls are absorbed by the crown, despair and The uneasiness was transferred over, but before them there was no way to escape, and the progress of the matter had reached a dead end.

The multicolored void-returning dragon flapped its wings and turned to the next gate to another world. This was where Rudolfs and the others were. The Death Eaters became even more restless, like insects before rain, mindlessly. Looking for a way to escape.

Looking at the ferocious dragon, the corners of Voldemort's mouth twisted in horror. He knew that with his existing methods, he probably couldn't cause any harm to the opponent. He turned his head and looked at the side with his scarlet eyes, whose pupils were like slits. His face was ashen. The Gaunt Witch: "Bella..."

Bellatrix raised her head when she heard the sound, and met the other person's eyes for a moment. Then she understood the other person's intention and was not afraid. Instead, she said happily in a high-pitched voice: "The Dark Lord is always so wise..."

The Eye of Vecna ​​on the Dark Lord's eye socket suddenly released a continuous ray. This red ray looked like the blood vessels on the previous eye stalk and rushed towards Bella. Bella was wrapped in layers of red silk threads. It turned into a red cocoon and then shattered with a loud bang.

It's just that after it broke apart, what ushered in was not rebirth, but death, and was eventually scattered into gray female mummies on the ground. Due to Voldemort's other kind of 'tenderness', this female vampire wizard from the Black family was not sucked dry. The level of debris.

Then, as soon as Voldemort's eyes fell on Rudolfs who was standing aside, Rudolfs, who had just witnessed Voldemort killing Bella, twisted his lips to the side in disgust, swayed, pulled his brother Rabastan and started to finish. They ran among the undead, using their bulk to block the Dark Lord's sight.

"Brother, the Dark Lord can prevent your soul from being sucked away by doing this, so that the God of Death, Herbo, can later reorganize your body!" Rabastan tugged Rudolfs' arm eagerly, "Rudolphs! What do you do? Well? If you can't leave like this, you will die completely!"

But Rudolfs was not moved at all. He led Rabastan into the chaotic crowd and ran to the side. He held his head high and observed the wizards hovering or speeding on broomsticks in the sky.

Voldemort snorted coldly. Now that time was tight, he didn't bother to care about him anymore. Instead, he quickly launched an attack on other subordinates who had turned into undead creatures in order to save a few more people - as for those who were so panicked that they looked like they were headless. The Death Eaters were as stupid as flies, and he had no choice but to give them an order to allow them to find opportunities to escape on their own.

Seeing that the Dark Lord did not pursue him, Rudolfs let out a long sigh with his head sullenly, and his eyes began to wander in the sky. He suddenly raised his arm, and two green lights shot out from the wand one after another. The spell soon hit the back of a wizard who was flying in the sky and using the Patronus Charm to stop the dementors.

Because the other one was too far away, the target wizard moved his position when the magic spell flew and escaped the magic spell. Just because the target was far away from the ground, Rudolfs was afraid of missing, so he chose to cast one after another. It works.

The wizard's arms, which were hit by the killing curse, hung weakly at his sides, falling like fallen leaves. His wand fell from his hands. He died the moment he was hit, and began to fall toward the beginning with his broom. The broomstick that lost control of its owner was summoned by Rudolfs using the Flying Curse, and began to fly towards them in rapid circles.

Rabastan's python-like head was stunned by the shock. Although he always imitated Rudolfs consciously or unconsciously when he was high-spirited, his ability to quickly pull out the wand and cast a spell was something he would never be able to match.

When Rudolfs lost his right hand, Rabastan thought he would never see him with such skills again. He didn't expect that his brother had already practiced it long ago, and now he can use even the prosthetic limb with such ease and speed. Weaker than before.

Rudolfs stretched out his hand and was about to get the broomstick, but suddenly, he felt himself being pushed and staggered. The flying spell that was interrupted caused the broom to lose power and stumbled down not far away. on the ground.

As soon as Rudolfs stabilized his body and didn't have time to question, he felt a very hot breath roasting his body. Although he had lost a lot of feelings as an undead creature, this kind of energy that was enough to hurt him still made him feel hot. The hair near the ears smelled of burning, and it instantly curled up due to the heat.

And he felt the strangeness and pain in his back, which was like being burned to the touch of a large blister. When his skin came into contact with his clothes, he could keenly feel the unbearable sting.

A crisis instantly arose in Rudolfs's heart. Feeling that something was wrong, he rolled forward again. The crackling and burning sounds behind him, as well as the shrill and abrupt end of the wailing, seemed to be suddenly cut off. Throat cock.

Ignoring the pain, before he could get up, he suddenly turned around and looked over. His whole body froze in an instant. There was obviously no blood in his body, but he felt that his ears were ringing.

The descendant of the Lestrange family looked dazedly at the black mass of human-shaped charcoal behind him, his whole heart trembling.

That was... that was Rabastan, his own brother Rabastan who was pulled over by his own hands... burned into a ball of black coke by the scorching dragon's breath spewed out by the headless dragon in the sky that had not yet fully arrived. !

The cold wind created by the dementors reacted with the hot breath here, causing a flow, bringing a trace of coolness to shuttle here.

There was a "click" sound.

The human-shaped black coke instantly disintegrated, turning into powder and scattering everywhere in the wind.

"Burn them!"

The particularly shrill and shrill female voice overwhelmed the voices of those old and young. The voice was like a sharp sword cutting through the sky, making it impossible to escape. The heart-rending and chilling screams contained a strange sense of fanaticism - Hai Lian Na flashed to the scene with her group of female ghosts who had completed the task of cleaning the fireplace on the side of the Great Wall. They were floating in the air and shouting wantonly, obviously planning to wait for their mother to come over and clean up after she sprayed the dragon's breath.