Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

"This...I..."

Steve looked frustrated, and his mouth was so dry from the tension that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The fire dragon composed of blue flames is horizontal in the sky. As long as you look up at the sky in the city, the whole sky is full of blue flames.

On the other side of the river, the soldiers who followed Grindelwald to fire the cannon put down their work one after another.

They saluted the fire dragon in the air, and then stared ahead with fanatical eyes.

At the intersection of the sight lines of a group of soldiers.

Grindelwald's face was frosty, and the windbreaker on his body was rattling under the agitation of magic power. He raised his arm holding the wand, and stood tall and straight on the top of the tall building.

The soldiers' heartfelt admiration silenced the intense artillery fire.

But Grindelwald didn't blame them, because in his eyes, Muggle firework was fireworks, even fairy wands in fireworks!

When you are idle and bored, light a few fairy wands to watch the excitement, and then when something calls you, what if the fairy wands fall to the ground?

no?Do you care about those fairy sticks?

Even if you care, you are afraid of polluting the environment or causing a fire, right?

Now, those cannons that stop firing are fairy wands that fall to the ground.

Grindelwald now just wants to wipe out the group of ants in front of him with a spell, and then rush back to Nurmengard to protect his 'base'.

The sound of gunfire was extinguished, and the group of wizards who were struggling to maintain the combined magic, waiting for the minister to create an opportunity for themselves and others to apparate, finally took a breather.

But they hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

The violent magic fluctuations from the sky and the blue light from outside the shelter made them feel ominous in their hearts.

When someone walked out of the room with death-defying steps, everyone in the room heard the sound of the wand colliding with the ground.

Everyone in the house shouted to ask what happened, because they didn't hear the sound of the wizard falling to the ground.

In some shelters, everyone walked out together. When they saw the scene in the sky, several wizards among them could not help but fall to the ground...

The above are just a few of the hundreds of wizards in the city.

Steve, who confronted Grindelwald head-on, was the most stressed one.

Now let alone the natural magic power of the outside world, I can't command it at all, and my own magic power is stagnant because of the pressure from above.

Steve's mind was getting blank, and he needed time to calm down his intensely stimulated mind.

But the dragon descending slowly from the sky would not give him time.

The whereabouts of the behemoth pressed down the air above the city, not to mention that the fire dragon itself was a scorching heat source.

Just a few breaths, the whole city is like an oven.

Those wizards who had the remaining strength to resist were okay, those exhausted wizards were obviously covered in sweat before, but under the blowing of this hot wind, white crystals condensed on the black wizard robes.

can't resist...

When the hot wind blows Steve's bright red delicate lips to dryness, he finally regains his senses.

He gave up...he tried his best...

I hope the emergency retreat in the rear will not cause too many casualties...

"Father!"

Just then...a hoarse but familiar voice sounded behind Steve.

Steve's sluggish eyes regained some color, he turned his head slowly, and tried his best to show a smile, but no matter how you looked at it, it was a nondescript wry smile.

Sophia was covered in scratches, and blood almost covered her whole body. It was unknown which belonged to her and which belonged to the enemy.

Even if she used the environment to deal with more than a dozen wizards and kill them, how could she not pay a huge price for just contacting and not entering the second level?

But even though she lost an arm, a calf was smoking and twisted.

But she still moved to Steve step by step with stubborn eyes.

"Father! You taught me! Even if you die, you must die vigorously!"

Hearing this, Steve's eyes lost their focus again.

Sophia can not forget her original intention, what about herself?

Looking at Sophia, whose eyes were still intact, Steve smiled, and his gaze became firm.

"Sophia! Live well! Find someone worth entrusting your life to!"

After finishing speaking, Steve turned his back to Sophia, "I will open a passage for you to leave, you must hurry up and apparate!"

"I don't..." As soon as Sophia opened her mouth, she was blocked by Steve's next words, "You have to go! Take this information! Grindelwald is very angry, it seems that something has exceeded his expectations! "

Sophia didn't respond, but there was still no time for her to figure it out.

Gritting his teeth, Steve gave all his magic power and rationality to instinct, leaving only one obsession to take Sofia away!

Fluorescence and silk threads enveloped Steve again, but this time instead of transforming, they gradually ignited and turned into a small silver sun.

The little sun did not overpower the fire dragon falling from the sky, but wrapped Sophia in his arms and flew out of the city.

"Oh, want to go?"

Grindelwald glanced at it disdainfully, thinking about it, and the magic power of freedom continued to form blocking spells on Steve's face.

Steve was powerless, like a hot iron ball falling on the ice. Even if it could melt a little at first, it couldn't keep melting, right?

In just a few breaths, Steve and Sophia advanced more than ten meters, and then the little silver sun went out.

A scarred delicate body and a piece of charcoal were exposed from it, and the magic effect was lost, and they fell straight to the ground.

Sophia's last bit of magic power was originally for Apparition, but now she has to squeeze the last of her magic power to avoid falling to the ground.

Falling heavily to the ground, she struggled to come to the charcoal, dazed, wanting to cry but no tears.

Grindelwald...how could he be so strong?Who can save them now?Dawson... I can't seem to fulfill my father's last wish...

Desperation hangs over the entire city.

Steve desperately couldn't break through Grindelwald's blockade, and it was wishful thinking for others to use magic such as apparition to leave.

Just when everyone gave up resistance and died generously.

"All curses end!"

A large golden-red net covering the sky and the sun wrapped the fire beast.

Despite the fierce struggle of the fire beast, the big net is still getting tighter and tighter.

Soon, all the magical rays of light in the sky disappeared, leaving only profound traces of magic that still needed perception to discover.

"It's you? No...the breath is wrong..."

Grindelwald's eyes became serious, he glanced around, and immediately found the 'Sifa' floating in the air.

Isn't this Dumbledore's apprentice who escaped in Atlantis?

He can't be that strong...

This willpower... I see, he's not the boy, at least not the soul in the body!