Study Days at Hogwarts

Chapter 1436 Voldemort wants to kill someone

 At night, the sky has completely darkened, snowflakes are slowly falling, and a thick layer of snow is spread on the ground.

 A pair of leather boots suddenly stepped on the snow. It came so suddenly, as if it appeared out of thin air.

 In the quiet wilderness, there are more and more weird people wearing cloaks, masks, and holding glowing sticks. They gathered together in twos and threes and whispered, and then suddenly became quiet again. They all moved forward in a certain direction, trampling the snow on the ground into a pile of slush.

After a moment, Voldemort, who was leading the team, suddenly stopped and raised his hand to make a stop gesture to the Death Eaters behind him.

The Death Eaters stopped one after another and looked ahead in confusion, wondering what happened.

Voldemort looked up at the headquarters of the Defense Association and suddenly said to the Death Eaters behind him, "If you continue to get closer, the alarm set by the mudblood will be triggered."

 All the Death Eaters were stunned and exchanged glances with each other.

If they can't catch the opponent off guard at night, their surprise attack this time will be meaningless.

 “Master, do you want to use a backup plan?”

Yaxley walked behind Voldemort and asked in a low voice.

His so-called backup plan is actually a direct attack.

"let's start"

Voldemort looked at the village ahead with cold eyes. Although he also expected that tonight would not go well, he did not expect that the mudblood would be so cautious and had already taken precautions against someone coming to attack the village.

The Death Eaters raised their wands one after another and fired a large amount of black magic towards the area ahead. A large light suddenly lit up in the darkness, followed by a series of explosions.

The next moment, all the Death Eaters turned into a black mist and suddenly swept forward. Charging forward with the Death Eaters, there were also the newly summoned Dementors.

Yaxley knew very well that both Albert and the members of the Defense Association had considerable fighting power. The current Death Eaters would probably be defeated against them. In order for his side to win, Yaxley persuaded Voldemort used anything that would help them win.

If the Inferi were not moving too slowly, Yaxley even wanted to get a group of Inferi to help open the way.

 When the Death Eaters passed directly through the defensive magic on the outside of the village, they suddenly felt an unpleasant premonition in their hearts.

 Because they had seen several burning houses around them, but they had not seen any enemy at all.

Moreover, the protective magic originally responsible for blocking the enemy did not take effect at all, allowing the Death Eaters to break into the village just like this.

 At this moment, all the Death Eaters felt something bad.

If you don’t see the enemy, it’s very likely that this is not the mudblood’s lair at all, but the Dark Lord will not deceive them. The enemy is here. They know that they will come for a sneak attack, and they have already dug a trap for them to jump into.

That despicable and sinister mudblood.

 Before they could fully recover, they felt their bodies falling.

The Death Eater who was flying in the air just now fell to the ground without warning like a cannonball.

That’s a tragedy!

 They never imagined that flying is prohibited here.

"this…"

At this moment, the members of the association who were hiding in the house protected by the Red Loyalty Charm to observe the outside world stared at this shocking scene in stunned silence.

 “What, what’s going on?” someone asked stammeringly.

 “Ask me, who should I ask?” the man next to him replied casually.

“I suspect they’re actually here to make a joke.” The man holding the night vision binoculars muttered.

 “He must have been tricked by Albert.”

Of course everyone knew that these Death Eaters were arranged by Albert, but they didn't expect that this group of Death Eaters would behave like this.

"You think we should go out and kill them now." The bellicose Gryffindor students were already eager to try, planning to kill the Death Eaters in one fell swoop.

 “The mysterious man is outside, you dare to go out.”

 “Didn’t you say you wanted to fight the Death Eaters?”

Some people were already eager to try it, but as for the intimidation brought by the mysterious man, most of it was directly reduced by the ridiculous scene outside.

Nearly all the windows were crowded with members of the association. After listening to Albert's words, they thought they would have a battle with the incoming Voldemort.

 In the end, they stayed up all night just to watch this?

Those Death Eaters didn't know what was going on, but they actually flew over on their own initiative and fell into the village with a "snap".

"It's normal. The warning magic is far away from our village. If they want to sneak attack before we can react, they have to use other means. Probably after a round of bombing, they will rush in directly and want to catch us off guard, but flying is not allowed here. , they naturally fell down.”

George secretly glanced at Albert beside him, and suddenly understood what he was busy with this morning.

 The magic that prohibits the flight of emotions is prepared for this group of Death Eaters.

“I don’t know if any Death Eaters broke their necks.”

While everyone was gloating about their misfortune, Albert's voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

“What are you still doing? Use the flying spell to **** their wands.”

Everyone was stunned, and soon understood Albert's intention, and quickly raised their wands to use the flying spell outside the window.

Those Death Eaters who had fallen to the ground and hadn't recovered yet had their wands taken away easily. Some of the Death Eaters who had just gotten up from the ground felt a pull in their hands, and then they were stunned. He saw his wand fly out of his hand, but his head went blank.

Only a few Death Eaters survived without having their wands taken away.

Looking at the Death Eaters who were getting up from the ground in a panic, Voldemort's face twitched and he wanted to use the Cruciatus Curse to punish them severely.

 He ​​originally thought that this group of Death Eaters could be of some use, but he didn't expect that they were still like this. They were just a bunch of trash.

If the Death Eaters knew Voldemort's evaluation of them, they would definitely cry out for injustice.

 It’s not that they don’t work hard, it’s that the enemy is too cunning.

Without warning, a screaming siren suddenly sounded in the village, startling all the Death Eaters. However, what made them even more uneasy was the shouts coming from all directions, which directly shocked everyone. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

 “Kill!”

 “Kill them.”

The shouts one after another suddenly disappeared, but after no other enemies appeared, the surroundings suddenly fell into an awkward silence, as if what happened just now had never happened.

 “What a bunch of rubbish!”

Looking at the startled Death Eaters, who were even about to turn around and run away, Albert suddenly felt that there was something wrong with tonight's sneak attack style.

Not only him, but also Voldemort felt this way, and it even made him feel a little dazed.

There was no way. Even Voldemort had never felt such a ridiculous feeling. The murderous intent in those scarlet eyes could no longer be concealed, and he wanted to kill all the scared trash in front of him.

 (End of this chapter)