Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Mike? Is this what you want?"

Dumbledore spoke slowly, his eyes looking directly at Mike seemed to have some kind of magic power to see through everything, causing Mike to start Occlumency almost instinctively.

It's a pity that even so, the feeling of being seen through still hasn't disappeared.

"certainly."

Mike said bravely.

But after hearing this, Dumbledore shook his head and said with some emotion:

"you are lying."

The atmosphere around him froze as soon as these words came out, but Dumbledore continued regardless:

"From the first time I saw you, I realized that you were a lonely person. Although you later had many friends, many of whom were even comparable to relatives, the feeling of loneliness in you never dissipated. On the contrary, it is even richer. Mike, answer me, what do you want?"

As soon as Dumbledore said this, the scene immediately fell silent. Benjamin and others were also aroused by his words, and they all looked at Mike.

But Mike, who was watched by everyone, remained silent.

At this moment, his heart was in chaos.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer Dumbledore's question, it was that he simply didn't know how to answer it.

Because he doesn't even know what he wants.

All along, what he longed for was constantly changing.

From the simple desire to go home at the beginning, to the establishment of Freemasonry to pursue greater interests, and now to speak out for all ethnic groups.

He was like a chess piece, being pushed forward by a huge hand.

All this confused and disturbed him.

"Maybe this is fate." After a long time, Mike looked at Dumbledore's right hand that was as dry as a chicken's claw and said, "You and I are just chess pieces placed on the chessboard by the hand of fate, each playing a different role. . So... please don't get involved in this matter anymore. This is for your own good, Dumbledore. With your current physical condition, I'm afraid retirement is your best choice."

"Is that so?" Dumbledore also noticed Mike's gaze. He raised his right hand and stretched his fingers a few times before saying, "But I can't sit back and watch tragedies happen. People... always Only after hard work can it be considered over.”

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, an orange-red sun slowly rose from the horizon behind him. The soft sunshine was selflessly thrown on the earth, and everyone who had been eroded by the wind and rain all night felt it. A hint of warmth.

"The night is gone and the morning is coming."

Dumbledore closed his eyes and spoke slowly in a sleepy voice.

But after hearing this, Mike felt a strong sense of uneasiness, alarm bells rang in his heart, and the wand in his hand shot out a ball of green light almost instinctively.

But the Death Curse, which was said to be fatal, melted away instantly like ice and snow under the light of dawn, leaving only a gust of breeze blowing on Dumbledore's withered face.

"alert!"

At this moment, Franklin, Benjamin and others finally noticed the incident. Under their fierce roars, the Los Santos wizards who had been fighting all night forced their tired bodies to regroup and held up a huge golden shield. cover.

Countless colorful spells continued to emerge from it, turning into dense barrages and shooting towards Dumbledore.

But these curses were the same as the death curse released by Mike. They melted away under the golden sunlight and could not hurt Dumbledore at all.

"Professor Dumbledore, must this be the case between us? This should be your last strength, right? Wouldn't it be better to keep this power for two more years?"

The expressionless Mike spoke slowly, but after hearing this, Dumbledore sighed softly and said:

"As you said, we each play a different role on this chessboard called history, and this may be my role."

After saying this, the elder wand appeared silently on Dumbledore's right hand, which was like a chicken claw.

With Dumbledore's fierce wave, the soft sunlight behind him suddenly became dazzling. Under this bright light, the surrounding temperature also began to rise rapidly.

"Such a powerful force was not used against Voldemort, but was used on me? Haha, this is really ironic!" Mike lowered his head and muttered to himself, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face, but soon, he Then he raised his head, fastened the triangular boat cap on his head and shouted firmly,

"Arthur! Let's go!"

"good!"

Two crisp sword sounds echoed, and Mike and Arthur, one on the left and one on the right, each dragged a long silver light and rushed towards Dumbledore!

When Dumbledore saw this, he opened his arms in a hug and slowly floated up. With his movements, the sun behind him also slowly rose to the zenith, emitting layers of ring-shaped light behind him. halo.

Under the shining of the golden sun, Dumbledore's white hair began to become transparent, and his thin body gradually became plump.

All this, coupled with his soft expression and the vague sacred voice that could be heard around him, directly made Dumbledore look like an earthly god!

"Ha! I just killed a God of Thunder, and now comes a God of Light?"

Mike said with a solemn expression.

In a sense, his statement is not wrong. Wizards like the legendary wizard who have mastered the control of natural elements can indeed be called gods.

But Mike was really surprised that Dumbledore, a legendary wizard who was almost exhausted, could do this to such an extent.

He always felt that this battle might not be resolved so easily.

The fact was just as he expected. After Dumbledore rose to the sky, the blazing sun behind him suddenly became brighter again, and the temperature around him that had already been raised rose again. Those on the ground who had fought before The surviving trees also began to spontaneously ignite!

Franklin and others on the ground were also in a difficult situation. The golden shield constructed by Tongtong Blessing could only protect against magic spells and physical damage, but it had no way to deal with this pure temperature increase.

At the same time, the blazing sun also threatened Franklin and others. Under the dazzling sun, many wizards were sunburned and blinded, which forced them to temporarily stop their attacks and continue to attack. Use springs like water and phantom stone slabs for cooling and sun protection.

Mike and Arthur on the other side were still charging towards Dumbledore resolutely.

But facing the offensive of the two of them, Dumbledore, who was high in the sky, just shook his head gently and said with some regret:

"it's useless."

"boom!"

The next moment, he pointed the wand in his hand, and with a roar, a pure white beam suddenly shot out, illuminating a deep black pit on the ground, with magma splashing everywhere!

Mike and Arthur didn't understand what Dumbledore was going to do at first, but their expressions soon changed.

Because the beam of light shining on the ground didn't look like it was going to disappear. Instead, it was held in Dumbledore's hand and waved like a sword of the blazing sun!

"wtf!"

Mike cursed and could only change his course of action and start to dodge, while Arthur on the side had a similar reaction.

Both of them knew very well that although the protective shields on their bodies were very strong, and the combat uniforms they wore also had a certain degree of resistance to high temperatures and strong ultraviolet rays, they could temporarily withstand the scorching heat of countless scorching suns. If the Yang Sword is swept away, even they will never be able to survive!

Now the situation became difficult.

Under the pressure of the Sword of the Scorching Sun, Mike and Arthur could not get close to Dumbledore at all, but the surrounding temperature continued to increase under the scorching sun. Franklin was almost unable to support it. Got it!

During this period, Mike and Arthur tried to use long-range attacks to attack Dumbledore.

But the blazing sun seems to have some kind of magic-breaking method. No spells or supernatural powers can survive for a second under its illumination. Even Arthur's chops can't break through the blazing sun. irradiation.

Compared with Voldemort's endless fancy and weird attacks, Dumbledore's attacks can be said to have no skills at all.

This is so straightforward, simple and crude.

But this method is far more powerful than Voldemort's, which leaves Mike with no way to deal with it.

Now that things have happened, McKibben is already desperate. At first, he wanted to delay Dumbledore to death by delaying time, but it turns out that this method is ineffective at all, because if Dumbledore really can't maintain it, If it took too long, he would try his best to kill him and Arthur directly, but he didn't do much. Judging from his slow swing of the light beam without killing him, it seemed that the other party wanted to capture him alive.

Wait, captured alive?

Mike suddenly stiffened and was stunned for a moment.

At this time, the giant sword of light was quickly sweeping towards his direction.

Seeing that Mike was about to be hit by the giant sword of light, something strange happened. The giant sword of light seemed to be afraid of directly hitting Mike to death. The moment it was about to make contact with Mike, it suddenly changed direction. Then he passed by Mike!

It was only then that Mike came back to his senses. He looked at the crooked black sword marks beside him and nodded thoughtfully.

My guess is right, then, do I want to escape?

If everyone present was allowed to use their lives to help him delay time, he would not be without the possibility of escaping.

But...is it really worth it?

You know, it can be said that Dumbledore has been letting off steam so far, but if he really did that, then Dumbledore might not be merciful to Franklin and the others anymore. Dumbledore is such a cruel person, He can definitely do this kind of thing.

In other words, whether it is Franklin or Arthur, they are actually just hostages, the hostages who trapped him here.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Franklin and others behind him who were struggling under the scorching sun. Mike gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision.

"Arthur, I will hold Dumbledore down in a moment, and you take Franklin and the others to retreat first."

"What did you say?"

Arthur, who was trying to draw out his sword, saw a trace of surprise on his face when he heard this. He really doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

But then Mike continued:

"Dumbledore's current state cannot block a large area of ​​space at all. You just need to run a certain distance and you should be able to use the portkey to escape."

"This is impossible! Dumbledore will not let us leave!"

"He will! Because his target has only been me from the beginning to the end, and you are just incidental!"

"That's even worse! You can't..."

"This is an order!"

Mike suddenly yelled loudly.

Arthur was stunned for a moment, and finally put down the long sword he held high in his hand, and said tremblingly:

"You must survive!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and ran towards Franklin and others.

Mike nodded expressionlessly, then turned around and looked motionlessly at Dumbledore high in the sky.

The other party also stopped what he was doing, and just hung in the sky and looked at Mike quietly, with no intention of stopping Arthur from leaving.

But the Sword of the Bing Lieyang didn't look like it was going to dissipate at all. Instead, it stood silently in the sky. The sword was shining brightly, and there were faint feathers of light that were constantly drifting away.

Arthur's work efficiency has always been very high. In addition, most of the people in the Los Santos Wizarding Group were originally trained by him, and the team members have an instinct to obey him, so they quickly followed him. The entire team began to retreat into the distance.

Of course, there are always stubborn guys among the crowd, like Franklin.

Mike knew with his toes that the guy would never leave him and retreat alone.

However, they obviously couldn't handle Arthur and Mike. After being knocked unconscious by Arthur's sword hilt, he could only lie on Arthur's back and retreat.

What is worth mentioning is that Benjamin fished out the fallen Thunderbird from the sea before taking it away, and it seemed that he planned to take it with him.

Feeling that the team members slowly walked away, and finally teleported away through the portkey, a smile finally appeared on Mike's expressionless face.

He silently raised the sword, poured all the magic power in his body into the holy sword, and slashed at Dumbledore in the sky!

At the same time, the Sword of the Sun in Dumbledore's hand finally fell down, and collided with the Limang in Mike's hand!

Under the attack of the Sword of the Fiery Sun, which was composed of pure light energy and heat energy, Mike's attack was instantly shattered like a mantis blocking a car, and then the Sword of the Fiery Sun slashed at where Mike was without any hindrance. Above the location!

"boom!"

Along with the huge explosion, large tracts of dust were thrown into the sky by the terrifying impact, and even the earth was trembling continuously!

But when the dust settled, they saw that Mike was lying unharmed in a huge pit. The surrounding area, except for the open space where he was, was filled with surging magma.

Seeing this, Dumbledore in the sky finally breathed a sigh of relief.