[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

Hermione Granger was the first person who dared to call the Dark Lord a bitch to his face.

No matter how much the downtrodden hated the Dark Lord, then and now.But never—never has anyone dared to be so bold!

"Bitch, bastard!" The wand turned into a long whip, piercing the air like a black snake with its mouth wide open.Its deadly fangs would slit the mudblood's neck and pierce her entrails.To hang her on the gallows, cut off her dirty flesh piece by piece, and cut off her rebellious veins.

Let the birds peck blood, let the animals eat meat!

Bellatrix was absolutely mad.

But one step ahead of her, someone stopped her whip.

"You'd better not act rashly."

On the other end of the whip was Ron, with red hair and a sullen face, bleeding from his right hand holding the whip.

"Don't be impulsive, young man."

Voldemort smiled slightly.He stopped Bella's movements, assessing the prey's qualifications with his cold eyes.Finally, his hand holding the wand fell to his chest: "I think you should know how to duel, Miss Granger. Before we begin, we should bow to each other."

After all, he bowed gracefully.

In terms of movement alone, it can be regarded as an invitation to dance.

However, Hermione just said blankly: "I refuse."

She would not bow down to the Dark Lord.

The black robe billowed like smoke, and the smile disappeared from Voldemort's face.He squinted his eyes and drew out his tone: "I said - bow!"

An invisible big hand pressed Hermione's back, but no matter how angry Voldemort was, the girl on the opposite side remained motionless.He only heard a sneer, and when he raised his hand, there was a magic fire.

The blue flames shone like shooting stars.

Voldemort turned his head away, and it could only be said that he barely avoided it.The string of sparks hit the big tree on the side, and within a few seconds, the ten-meter-high tree collapsed.

"Well, black magic." The Dark Lord said playfully, and the movements of his hands were also not slow.

A water dragon sprang out from the Black Lake behind him, with its icy aura rolling out, it was powerful enough to pierce a person through.

"Frozen." Hermione in the battle was as steady as Mount Tai, no matter how big the battle was, she would turn a blind eye.It is precisely because of this that she was able to erect a new flag after Harry left.This goddess of war, who seemed to be born from a storm, has invincible power.

The icy cold that spread from the wand engulfed the oncoming water dragon step by step, turning the water into ice.Seeing this situation, Voldemort couldn't hide his surprise.

Not to mention those Death Eaters, they are afraid, they are terrified, a Mudblood, a representative of what they call low/low, has such amazing power.

"Very good." Voldemort hissed, his snake-like blood eyes shone brightly, like a poisonous snake waking up from hibernation, desperately in need of nourishment from blood.

He got serious.

"Great achievement!"

When the attack that split into countless ice arrows swept towards them, Harry suddenly made a sound.The golden barrier scattered all over the sky, melting away all the fierce attacks without a trace.

"Shen Ying Wu Feng!"

As a figure quietly landed, soldiers of the Order of the Phoenix arrived one after another.On the banks of the Black Lake in Hogwarts, on this pure land that was once full of leisure time, the battle has already begun.

In the interlacing of light and shadow, wizards from the stands came one after another.The big black dog headed by Sirius rushed towards his godson.In the process of leaping, the body of the big dog elongated, and a tall man appeared: "Are you all right, Harry?"

"Are your eyes just a decoration?" Snape, who was blocked by a death curse, turned the corner of his mouth, mocking constantly: "I really hope you can turn your mind a little bit, Blake, are you here to catch up on the past?"

On the battlefield, Remus, Charlie and the werewolf Fenrir Greyback faced each other.The guy was two meters tall, with bulging muscles, which became difficult due to the werewolf's natural abrasion resistance.

On the other hand, Tonks, Mrs. Weasley and Professor McGonagall were fighting with Bellatrix.Bella was still able to handle it despite being attacked by three people at the same time. She was obviously enjoying this feeling and was laughing maniacally at it.

Mr. Weasley delivered a message: "The Death Eaters over the stands pretended to be parents and sneaked in. Dumbledore will block them before the Aurors arrive."

"How did the Dark Lord get in?"

"Durmstrang's ship, Karkaroff," Harry said to Sirius, taking advantage of his breath.They were stumped by Barty Crouch Jr. and Morgan LeFay Avalon.Through the swaying figures, Harry could see Hermione, Ron and Draco facing Voldemort.

Sirius seemed to read his mind: "Go, Harry. They need you."

"godfather?"

"It's not a problem to get them done!" Saying that, Sirius cast a spell and knocked Avalon to the ground with a flick of his wrist.

"Don't worry, my dear godson. Your godfather, I assure you, will definitely wait for our little warrior to return safely!"

Sirius blinked his eyes. He knew that there would be a day when the wings would grow and the eaglets would finally soar.

The battle situation is controlled by Progress One.In the center of the battlefield, Harry, Dracron, Hermione, and Voldemort were entangled together.

Crazy laughter like a ghost in the middle of the night: "You think you can stop me like this?"

Voldemort absorbed the power of the resurrection stone and the invisibility cloak in the Deathly Hallows, which was the magic power given by the witch, and the hatred that had been sleeping for thousands of years is now ready to move.

It urgently needs a catharsis to calm its anger.With blood, with bones, with killing from death.

"No—! Draco—!"

The Dark Lord decided to take the Malfoy boy as a sacrifice flag, he wanted to warn those unfaithful people who were about to make a move, and to deter those ants who wanted to resist.

"You should be honored." Voldemort pressed his wand against Draco's head, "For what you have done, the great Black Duke will personally impose the death penalty—Avada Kedavra!"

A fishy green magic light flashed past, and the turf on the ground was blackened and scorched.But the boy of the Malfoy family, the traitor, disappeared.

Voldemort's head lifted, through the crowd, through the halo.

"Dumbledore," he said.

Everyone looked back, and Dumbledore was standing on the hill leading to the Black Lake.Beside him stood the blond elf, apparently the one who pulled Malfoy off the battlefield.

There were cheers from the crowd, and they had never been in such an urgent mood.As long as there is Dumbledore, as long as Dumbledore is present, they can drive these Death Eaters out of Hogwarts!

Voldemort raised his wand, a green light approached Dumbledore, Dumbledore turned around and dodged like a gust of wind.A second later, he suddenly appeared behind Voldemort, waving his wand and pointing at the big tree that Hermione had knocked down earlier.As if they had taken growth hormone, the trees twirled and branched, densely packed like Voldemort.

"It seems that you have been planning for a long time, Tom." Dumbledore said calmly, "Take your Death Eaters and swagger into Hogwarts."

"So what, Dumbledore?" Voldemort burned the branch with a fire, showing his pride on his face: "I still came in, in front of everyone, right under your nose."

He hurled another deadly spell at Dumbledore, but it missed and caught one of the bushes on one side, bursting into flames.

Harry and the others were about to do something, but Dumbledore held Harry's shoulder.

"I have to say, I'm old." Dumbledore shook his head, looking at their eyes with admiration, relief and a hint of envy: "Your time has come, and no one can stop it. It is a responsibility and an honor— —That is your path. But before that—" Dumbledore looked directly at Voldemort, deep and incomprehensible: "It's time for me to prepare."

As he spoke, the old headmaster lightly waved the wand in his hand, pushing them away from the flames of war.

Hufflepuff's cup, Dumbledore destroyed it.The backlash brought by the Horcruxes damaged his magic source and made him start to age.

Voldemort's scheme is aimed at the Deathly Hallows.All he had gone to so much trouble was to take the last Hallows from Dumbledore.

Voldemort, who was holding a wand, laughed heartily, and at that moment it seemed that he was in the world.

"I know you're going to die, Dumbledore. Look at you, how vulnerable you are..." The green cyan twisted its head and jumped out of Voldemort's wand, which was entwined around Dumbledore viciously. There was a hissing threat from Lido's body.

"Are you afraid, Dumbledore?" For a split second, it looked like Voldemort had won.The giant snake opened its mouth wide, and its fangs gleaming white were biting towards Dumbledore—but at the critical moment, the snake's entangled body turned into a piece of wood.

A burst of flame exploded in the air above Voldemort's head.The flying fireball rushed towards Voldemort's head, and with the phoenix's cry, the Death Eaters shouted: "Master!"

At that moment, Dumbledore's figure appeared behind Voldemort.He raised his wand, and was about to launch an attack with his Fawkes, but unexpectedly, the situation was reversed again. After a bright light, Dumbledore's body was knocked out.

A full dozen meters away, his old, decayed, withered torso lay there.The white hair covered with mud, the old face, trembling, curled up, dying.

This is the person Voldemort fears most - Dumbledore, he is going to die!

"no no--!"

Harry rushed forward frantically, not only him, but almost everyone in the Order of the Phoenix roared like crazy.But there is no way, every time they make a move, a golden barrier wraps them and blocks them back.The barrier seemed to be alive, protecting them and expelling everyone who hurt them.

No one knows what it is, only Harry understands——Great Achievement, the headmaster is sacrificing his life, for Hogwarts, for them, drawing the last line to protect the barrier.

In the dark night, the singing of Phoenix is ​​ethereal and ethereal. It is the most beautiful celestial music that everyone has experienced in their lifetime, and it is also the most unforgettable elegy in their lifetime.

They heard Dumbledore's cry, as if from life: "Great achievement—!" After this sound, there was no sound.

In another green light, it seemed like fireworks exploding in a dream.

Dumbledore's hand holding his wand was finally free, and his gorgeous head was tilted to one side, motionless.

Very tired, but also very peaceful, like a playful child who falls asleep peacefully after a day of playing.In the dream, there may be delicious candies, there may be family laughter, or there may be the figure of that person.

"Gellert."

"Ok?"

"How about a great achievement? We will do the next great thing, and this spell will be used as a memorial."

"Very nice, Albus!"

"Of course!"

...Of course it's good, Gellert.This spell, created for protection, was created for love.He guarded the people I love and love me, of course... amazing.

The author has something to say:

This chapter was painful and difficult to write.

Posting is also very depressed, this is the sixth time ==

In the next chapter, the meat should be served at the request of the relatives. As for being locked up...

I don’t feel like writing meat at all, principal QAQ