Doomed to be an enemy

The attack of the vampires came without warning, and even when the people brought back by some members of the Order of the Phoenix were undergoing exorcism checks and entered the river valley, suddenly hundreds of blood rushed out of the bodies of these wizards—those wizards immediately It became flat like a tattered bag, and the vampire flew into the open protective net-this made everything mess up!

Then the sky suddenly darkened, and countless scarlet lights descended from the clouds!

The thick black soaked the clouds like ink, and spread rapidly, turning into a large black curtain that covered the sky, and the sunlight was wiped away as if being swallowed. In the darkness, everything became even more terrifying.

The Order of the Phoenix and the French Auror team paid a certain price to drive out the rushing vampires.But it doesn't get any more optimistic.The air seems to be corroding the protective net, the defense system of the entire valley is trembling and lit up, and the people can see the translucent magic protecting them when they look up, but it is making an ominous buzzing sound——

"This is impossible……"

In the open space in front of the city hall, Bastian watched all this dully, and Chelia, who was also driven out, had an ugly expression on his face, but he remained calm: "This is a large-scale black magic, we cannot let it The defenses crumble, or God knows what it will do to wizards. Where's the Order of the Phoenix?"

The female Auror has never been so dignified, even in the war where the French Ministry of Magic was defeated, there was no such battle.

Soon the situation was reported here. Not long after the leader of the Order of the Phoenix left, a patron saint sent a message that the other party and the Death Eaters were also attacked by vampires. "This really looks like a trap—during such a large-scale attack, the wizard we can best restrain the opponent is not here!" Cheria frowned tightly, "I remember that the Order of the Phoenix has a communication method, let them try."

In fact, even the Order of the Phoenix had no choice. All the communication methods, the gold coins and parchment invented by Hermione did not respond at all after the message was sent, and the Patronus even went out without a way to break out of the darkness.Everyone is aware of the seriousness of the problem.A sharp alarm sounded throughout the Verga Valley—this was the most dangerous signal, and everyone had to pick up their wands to fight. In a panic, Bastian seemed to remember something, and hurriedly left the city hall. "Monsieur Bastian!—" someone shouted.

"Forget it, he can't help much now." Cheria shook his head.Turn around and continue deploying everything.

The tent area of ​​the Order of the Phoenix was almost empty, and everyone was busy fighting. Bastian rushed into the room belonging to Harry, "Mr. Riddle—"

Soul Piece's body was already like a real person, and Voldemort slightly transformed his appearance, looking very calm: "What are you doing here?" Bastian looked very embarrassed, and he looked at the man sitting on the sofa anxiously, " Something big happened!"

"I already know." Voldemort's scarlet eyes slid across Bastian's frightened face with some disdain, "You want to ask me how to remove the black magic outside?"

"Unfortunately, only very powerful white magic can break through it, or break the spell."

Bastian opened his mouth wide, "I know you are quite knowledgeable, isn't there anything we can do?" He wiped the sweat from his face, looking quite at a loss. Voldemort stared at this stupid wizard, his eyes darkened for a moment, and he said in a very soft tone: "What about the things I asked you to prepare?"

Even though he was sitting, Bastian felt that he could hardly hide under the scrutinizing eyes. His face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't imagine that the other party regarded the captured wizards as "things"... For the first time, Bastian felt a little scared, "I put them all in the basement."

"take me."

Voldemort stood up, looked around the rudimentary tent, and snuffed out the reluctance that suddenly rose in his heart.Bastian had no choice, and although this Mr. Riddle had no wand, a dreadful feeling kept constricting his heart.In a busy river valley, Bastian hurried past without attracting attention, including the people in black cloaks behind him.

Bastian's residence was a two-story house, and the building was very neat and completely devoid of the novelty of ordinary wizard's residence.

The basement is different, it is airtight and has a musty smell, and dozens of iron beds are placed in the greatly expanded space—people or wizards are lying on them. Voldemort lowered his hood and smiled silently in satisfaction.In the silence, Bastian was a little uneasy, "I said, what experiment do you want these wizards to do?"

"Experiment? Yes...it is indeed an experiment, and it is almost complete."

Voldemort walked slowly in his pitch-black robe, whispering softly, and approached Bastian. "What? I mean they're just sleeping." Bastian realized something and forced a smile: "I think I have to get out, and the vampire thing doesn't bother you."

Voldemort chuckled, and in a contemptuous, lazy tone:

"Do you think you can go?"

He just raised his hand, and Bastian's wand flew into the long, thin palm.The latter looked at all this in amazement, and couldn't help but back away, "Mr. Riddle, I, I have no interest in what you want to do, and I won't tell anyone, please, please let me go..." He almost begged stared at the approaching wizard.

"It's such a long-lost feeling." Voldemort stared at him, raised his wand - the bright green light hit Bastian under Bastian's desperate gaze.The wizard fell to the ground in pain, his brain seemed to be turned upside down, and he clearly realized that his memory was disappearing——

"No!"

Another stun spell silenced him.

Voldemort looked away boredly, and stretched out his hand almost greedily, touching the life force gathered in mid-air roaring because of his arrival.

It is so huge, gathering the power flowing out of dozens of wizards who opened their hearts in the illusion. Voldemort's magically manifested body began to undergo strange changes gradually.He sealed the entrance to the basement with his wand, and cast several vicious and powerful black spells in succession.

Walking in this quiet basement, Voldemort's body was transforming into a real physical body, but he found that he was not so ecstatic.He stared at the wand in his hand, the magic power in his body was surging, the feeling he was obsessed with before was not as good as the wonderful touch when he hugged the boy's body and kissed wantonly.

"Harry..."

He whispered softly.Compared with the silence at this moment, the satisfaction in memory is even more unbearable. "I'll take it all back."

It took a long time for this whisper to sound in the darkness.

The Virga Valley organized wizards to attack the enemies outside the protective net several times but failed. Instead, they lost a lot of people. The enemies are almost endless, and their power has been strengthened in the dark. Besieging the valley are tens of thousands of extremely fast vampires, high-level There are not many vampires and vampires, and the magic of wizards, especially white magic, is almost suppressed to the extreme under the boundless dark sky.The members of the Order of the Phoenix are also quite embarrassed. Fortunately, they have fought against the blood clan many times, and the impact on their strength is not particularly serious.

"It's not an option to go on like this! We must find a way to ask for help and inform Mr. Potter!"

The members of the Order of the Phoenix looked at each other, "Use fireworks, as long as you shoot higher and get out of the darkness, Mr. Potter can see it!" Someone said.

"Just do it—"

"Let's chant the mantra together."

"Phoenix Nirvana!" "Phoenix Nirvana!" "Phoenix Nirvana!"...

These still wounded wizards raised their wands, and dozens of fiery red fireworks rushed into the sky in a tower shape, gathering together halfway to form a bright red stream of fire, piercing the darkness like a morning star, and sinking straight into the depths place.Although it is getting farther and farther away, it has not disappeared...

"Next, pray to Merlin for protection."

The protective net over the entire river valley, after being on and off several times, finally showed cracks in people's terrified eyes. Cheria took a deep breath, and used a loud voice for himself:

"Everyone, grab your wands!—"

"This is our homeland, there is no retreat behind, think about your family, children, lover! All of us will fight here to the end, use your magic to kill these blood-sucking bastards!" The female Auror's sonorous voice comforted The emotions of the people were overwhelmed, and when thousands of blood rushed into the valley, the wizards collectively launched an attack!The Patronus spell is the most shining light, and it can even temporarily dispel the effects of the dark sky.

Bloody light rushed into the crowd, exclamations, screams, incantations, and explosions came and went, and this harmonious settlement turned into a bloody battlefield in an instant!

As far as the eye can see, the rushing blood is overwhelming and dense. If one is killed by magic, more blood will rush forward to tear the wizard into pieces—so, when an angry, cold voice sounded, almost everyone— —Especially the members of the Order of the Phoenix, their eyes lit up with hope.

"disperse--"

"--dark!"

In the endless darkness, the golden red flame flickered for a moment like starlight, and then exploded in an instant, sweeping the entire sky like a sea of ​​fire roaring!

White sunlight poured down from the gap along with the falling fireballs.

Also falling, there is fine, cold purple rain.

"what--!"

All the arrogant blood under the sky suddenly dimmed, and the miserable howl suddenly pierced everything. They wanted to fall to the ground crookedly, and some even fell down like stones.The eyes of the vampires who were fighting the wizard showed fear, trying to avoid the pervasive rain in vain, but the dark magic they emitted was burned by the falling fire, and then the wizards were shocked to find that these vampires were suffering in pain in the rain. It's called convulsions, and some of them even rush into the still-extinguished golden red flames desperately, allowing themselves to be burned to death!

"What kind of potion is this?!"

Cheria wiped the rain off her face and watched in shock.Quickly using magic to isolate the strange purple rain, the wizard who recovered quickly moved away from the blood clan who had been recruited, and retreated into the valley.

In the silence, the sky was torn apart by the sea of ​​flames, and strands of sunlight fell like gauze, revealing the distressed appearance of the vampires at a glance.

The entire battlefield was actually quiet, only the screams of dark creatures.

Therefore, the sound of footsteps is very obvious in the middle.The two teams, oh, no, it was a group of wizards approaching through the stagnant water clearly, occasionally meeting a blood clan who was still alive, and would kill them mercilessly.Harry's expression was stern, and there was still anger in his emerald green eyes, but he couldn't help being stunned at the sight of these tens of thousands of blood races.

Voldemort watched the dust settle, and raised the corners of his lips, "Happy cooperation, little boy."