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Chapter 414 Wizard War
Hearing what Silk said, Dumbledore was obviously surprised.

"Vera, I don't think Sherlock really wants you to get involved in these things."

"I know he doesn't want to." Silk's voice was very insistent, "But I can go over this time not to help him, but to my own father."

Dumbledore naturally knew what kind of talents and abilities Silk had, and he asked softly with a twinkle in his eyes.

"What did you see?"

When facing Dumbledore, Silk didn't hide anything, she took a deep breath, and then spoke calmly.

"I saw an opportunity where I could take revenge with my own hands."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, he seemed to be thinking and hesitating what Silk said, and finally nodded.

"Okay, but we need to go faster, and then we have to go to 12 Grimmauld Place first, and then have a round with the Ministry of Magic before we can find Sherlock.

How to arrange the specific actions is naturally up to Dumbledore to decide, and Silke left Hogwarts with him in this way.

Tom Riddle or Voldemort, he will be strong in his life.

After resigning from Borginbock's shop in Diagon Alley, he traveled abroad for many years, allowing Voldemort's reputation to spread throughout the wizarding world, and at the same time establishing that he was already the most powerful man in the wizarding world at that time. A powerful wizard, even Dumbledore is not as strong as his confidence.

And all his existing iron-fisted rule has been established by virtue of this foundation.

Therefore, when encountering someone who might threaten his absolute strength and status, Voldemort would usually choose to single out.

Sherlock also gave Voldemort a reason to defeat and kill him because of the existence of the soul of his mother Sally.

Whether they were flying in the sky or the Death Eaters who had landed on the ground, they all aimed their wands at Sherlock, but they didn't do anything more, they just surrounded the orphanage. , to prevent Sherlock from escaping.

A black mist filled Voldemort's side. He pinched the end of the wand with five fingers, and the black mist seemed to enlarge his figure, gathering together with the wand he was waving!
There was no sound of incantations, it seemed that it was just pure magic power condensed, a dazzling dark green beam shot out from the tip of his staff like lightning!

Sherlock didn't evade this, and he also wanted to test how far he was from Voldemort.

He stretched out the hand holding the wand, and behind him there were hundreds of wands dancing together with the swinging technique in his hand.

A blood-like crimson light lit up at the tip of each wand, and then all the lights connected to the wand in Sherlock's hand!

The blood-red beam and the dark green beam collided fiercely in mid-air!

At the junction of red and green, there are two huge magical powers facing each other.

This kind of confrontation in the most primitive state of magic power is not as fancy as using spells and transfiguration, but it can more directly determine which of the two parties is stronger or weaker.

All the Death Eaters holding their breath held their breath. Even though the magic world had been spreading rumors that the Mysterious Man was defeated by Sherlock in the past six months, they never lost faith in their master, because anyone who really saw it with their own eyes Anyone who has been to the previous battle knows it well.

Sherlock didn't have the strength to defeat their master head-on, and the last situation was only because he was too cunning to engage in a sneak attack.

And in such a confrontation, plus Voldemort has already prepared in advance, his sneak attack method will definitely not be effective.

The truth is exactly what everyone here thinks.

After being evenly matched in the first contact, Sherlock obviously fell into a slump, and the dark green light beam was like a giant snake with its mouth wide open, constantly devouring the crimson light!
Soon, there was almost only that green light flickering on the scene, and the light seemed to illuminate half of the sky. The dazzling light made everyone close their eyes subconsciously.

When they opened their eyes again, their figures had disappeared from where they were originally standing.

Sherlock was obviously in a panic. When he realized that he was about to be unable to hold on, he reacted very quickly and erected a stone wall created by the transformation technique in front of him.

Taking advantage of the moment blocked by the stone wall, he dodged to one side, barely avoiding the dark green beam of light.

But he avoided it, but the robe on his body was rubbed by the aftermath of the light beam, and the hem was tattered, as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid.

Nearly a quarter of the hundreds of magic wands that were floating on his body failed to escape the erosion of the magic power and turned into floating ash on the ground.

"Is it only to this extent? Dumbledore's successor who is expected by everyone?"

At the same time as Voldemort's mocking laughter came, Sherlock's side was filled with a layer of black mist at some point.

Those black mist seemed to come alive, as turbulent as the waves on the sea surface, engulfing his whole body in it.

Compared with the newly resurrected Voldemort half a year ago, he is undoubtedly stronger now.

While Shylock is improving, Voldemort himself is also recovering his power faster, but now is his true peak.

So even if he was facing Voldemort again now, he would not be in a difficult situation like before, but he would still be in a situation of being suppressed and beaten.

However, in such a situation that seemed to be extremely unfavorable to Sherlock, there was still not much tension and panic on his face. Instead, he inserted the hand that was not holding the wand into the pocket of his robe, and touched a An ancient ring studded with black gems!
At this time, there was a sudden commotion around.

Kingsley did not return to the Order of the Phoenix ahead of schedule.

He got Sherlock's location in the Ministry of Magic, and after six abnormal apparition fluctuations, he immediately asked Tonks to pass the news to Moody and others who were guarding there.

But soon, the Department of Magical Transport in the Ministry of Magic, which has been supervising the entire British territory, issued a warning. Above a small town in England, a large number of wizards gathered on broomsticks, and many Muggles had noticed .

Now the British government has contacted the Ministry of Magic through secret channels, asking if wizards are holding any large-scale activities, and why they didn't report to the Muggle government before.

It was at this time that Kingsley realized that something was wrong.

The current situation is obviously a sign of the death eaters coming out in full force, and it is the most dangerous situation they had imagined before.

But at this time, Minister of Magic Scrimgeour did not stay in the Ministry of Magic. He went out in a hurry for a while, and then came back soon to preside over the overall situation.

As Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror office before becoming a minister, he had absolute prestige in the entire Auror team.

Even Kingsley and the Aurors from the Order of the Phoenix, who had already taken refuge in Dumbledore, maintained enough respect for this lion-like leader.

They all knew that even though Scrimgeour would disagree with Dumbledore on certain issues, he would always lead the Aurors on the front line against Voldemort's rule.

After Scrimgeour returned to the Ministry of Magic, he immediately found Kingsley.

"You come to organize this operation and take all the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to meet Dumbledore. I want to meet the Muggle Prime Minister first."

Kingsley was not surprised by this, since the last time Sherlock had a private conversation with Scrimgeour, Scrimgeour hadn't interfered with the affairs of the Order of the Phoenix and Harry Potter. , the two sides have always maintained the policy of seeking common ground while reserving differences.

Now, Kingsley is the only person in the Auror Command who has the most ability, qualifications and real power. When Scrimgeour is going to negotiate with the Muggle Prime Minister, the only person who is suitable to lead the team and cooperate with the Order of the Phoenix is ​​also he.

Kingsley didn't talk too much nonsense. After confirming the command with Scrimgeour, he immediately summoned all the Aurors working in the Ministry of Magic. After getting in touch with Dumbledore, he directly used the Ministry's flying The road network dedicated line directly reached the location closest to Sherlock.

This is also where the Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix have their rounds.

When Kingsley brought people over, he suddenly found that Dumbledore had brought people here to wait for him.

"Sir, don't you plan to go there first? Sherlock can handle it alone?"

Other people who avoided, Kingsley asked in a low voice.

Dumbledore's expression was very calm, he did not answer Kingsley's question directly, not only did he not feel any tension on his face, he even showed a smile.

"We have our mission. If you don't mind, everyone here will follow my command, okay?"

Although Kingsley was somewhat puzzled by this, of course he had no objection at all.

In this way, Dumbledore took over the command of the largest armed organization in the wizarding world, including Auror and members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Everyone rode on their broomsticks together, led by Kingsley, and flew in the direction of the orphanage where the Death Eaters surrounded Sherlock and the others.

The location of their round was not far from the orphanage. After flying for about ten minutes, they could already see a group of Death Eaters riding broomsticks forming an encirclement circle in mid-air.

After arriving at the designated location, Dumbledore gave everyone the order to attack without any hesitation!

And so a war between wizards broke out.

The actions of the Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix were not hidden. When they saw the Death Eaters, the Death Eaters also spotted them.

Voldemort was still beating Sherlock underground, no one gave them orders, and they knew exactly what they were going to do.

I don't know who used the first spell, but in the next second, the green and red spells, like children's graffiti, filled the entire sky!
The wizards rode up and down in the air on broomsticks, waved their wands constantly, chanted spells, and shot in the direction they identified the enemy.

In the first moment of contact between the two parties, more than a dozen wizards were cursed and fell from their broomsticks. Among them were Death Eaters, Order of the Phoenix and Aurors.

At such a height, even if it is not a death curse, there is a great risk of death if it falls to the ground, and no one on both sides has any chance to keep their hands.

The battle quickly moved from the sky to the ground, and most people on both sides gave up their broomsticks, which made the battle more intense, but the casualties were far from as great as they were at the beginning.

Silk didn't join the fight immediately.

Dumbledore didn't take special care of her. Since she has her own ideas, let her do what she wants.

And after the first wave of confrontation in the sky was over, Silke used his senses to avoid all kinds of spells flying in the air, searched around, and finally set his sights on a witch with big wavy black hair.

Silk stared at the witch, and she never forgot that face.

This face once appeared in the Daily Prophet the next day after Eddie died. In the photo, she laughed wildly, as if the happiest thing for her was to harvest the Aurors with a spell life.

Silk didn't make a sound, she watched Bella clenched the wand in her hand.

Bella, who was fighting with two Aurors, also noticed her gaze and turned to look at her.

There was no verbal communication between the two, but Silk's eyes could already explain everything.

The next moment, the magic wands held in the hands of the two witches were waved at the same time, and the enemies who met more than ten years late began to settle their past grievances.

Voldemort had noticed Dumbledore's presence from the very beginning of the battle between the Death Eaters and the Aurors.

He temporarily stopped what he was doing, staring at Sherlock with those snake-like eyes.

"That's why you are confident? You think that if you join forces with Dumbledore, everything will be fine."

Sherlock was panting heavily. He had been at a disadvantage in the battle just now. Although he didn't want to be as embarrassed as he was half a year ago, it was still not easy.

"If we really planned this way, then Dumbledore would have come here long ago, not those men who are arresting you."

Voldemort felt something was wrong when he didn't come.

He stared closely at Sherlock's left hand that had been in his pocket just now, and said in a cold voice.

"Oh? Then I really want to know what your support is now, Sherlock."

"As a villain of yours, it's really not a good thing to be so curious. However, at this point, since you want to know so much, I don't plan to keep hiding it."

While speaking, Sherlock's left hand that had been holding the ring increased slightly.

In the next second, a different kind of fluctuation spread from the depths of his soul!
(End of this chapter)