Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 390 Voldemort's Attack

Hoo hoo! ! ~
The thick black magic fog full of evil aura was torn apart by the pale basilisk fangs, even if the pervasive evil aura was like a hot flame, it bit and sucked the flesh and blood of the arms that penetrated into it like a beast eating, bringing it deep The pain in the bone marrow was unspeakably severe, but it continued to pierce unabated, showing a decisive and fierce will.

The fang pierced through the protection of black magic, and finally fell on its source.

The dazzling gold cup, as bright as stars, collided with the pale and deadly fangs. An explosion that seemed to strike the soul suddenly shocked the hearts of everyone gathered here. There was a vague hoarse and sinister howl venting resentment and anger.

"Ugh!!—"

In the crazily running magic circle, the rough and powerful but disabled 'Mad-Eye' Alastor Moody suddenly puffed out his chest, but his whole body was tense and trembling, and the pained wailing broke through his clenched teeth and poured out directly. , the already ferocious face became even more terrifying, and countless bloodshot eyes appeared in one eye instantly!
"Professor!" Arthur Weasley lowered his arm against the tide of magic power, and shouted at Dumbledore with wide eyes.

Dumbledore's face was solemn, and his expression was extremely solemn. Before he could respond to Arthur Weasley, the old wand had already been pulled out, and the surging magic power surged. Several silent spells were scattered, all exuding a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere. Through the magic circle, he comforted Alastor Moody who was worse than being tortured.

Regardless of how 'Mad-Eye' reacted after finishing all this, Dumbledore took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Prepare to retreat! All retreat ten steps away!"

After the words fell, all the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix, including Arthur Weasley, immediately followed the words and evacuated out of the courtyard.

Seeing this, Dumbledore held the Elder Wand tightly, and the fluorescent lights lit up on the top of the Elder Wand, like a bright light, facing the seemingly unsustainable magic circle emitting huge fluctuations, he chanted some profound words The notes are like some spells full of history.

The people outside the courtyard only felt that the magical aura on Dumbledore's body became stronger and stronger, gradually suppressing the cumbersome and complicated magic circle, and then saw that the restlessness of the oscillating magic circle gradually calmed down, and the speed of operation slowed down. It seemed that the situation had passed. Turn into smooth.

But at this moment, none of them were relaxed, their eyes were bright, and they were all ready. This is because they all knew that things had just begun!
"Drink!~"

The ancient spell was released with Dumbledore's suddenly swiping old wand, and the majestic magic power collided in midair, as if it was about to detonate in the next moment. However, at this moment, the fierce situation suddenly turned extremely quiet. The magic power gushing out from the magic circle was like the remnant snow scorched by the scorching sun. Before everyone could react, it quietly dissipated without a trace!
"Alastor, hold on!" Dumbledore stepped forward, supported the crumbling 'Mad-Eye', turned his head to the others with a solemn face and shouted: "Accord with the plan, all go!"

After hearing this order, several members of the Order of the Phoenix, including Arthur Weasley, came to their senses and quickly acted in response. The doubts in their hearts also dissipated as they came back to their senses. They glanced at the greatest figure in this century. The white wizard just took it for granted.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Although Dumbledore did not control the magic circle that gathered the magic power of four outstanding wizards due to the next plan, the magic circle was built by Dumbledore himself. It can be demolished naturally, even if The composition of this magic circle is cumbersome and compact, but knowing all its structures, it can break through the surface, and easily pour out the magic power accumulated in it, but the loss itself is very small.

"Ugh!~ You didn't tell me it would be so difficult, Albus~" Alastor Moody's face twitched, his whole body was trembling, and he held Dumbledore's arm instead and gritted his teeth and said patiently.

Dumbledore ignored these words, and said quickly in a dignified tone: "When Hufflepuff's golden cup is destroyed, the soul fragments stored in it will also be destroyed. After the enhancement of the magic circle, the mysterious person will feel unprecedented pain. , even a hundred times the pain you have endured, and under the effect of the magic circle, the destroyed soul fragments have connected the two of you, so if he attacks as expected, the first target he locks is You now……"

"I know it all, so there's no need to babble a second time!"

'Mad-Eye' broke free from Dumbledore's support, his vibrato was already a little impatient, it was the severe pain in his soul that made it difficult for him to keep calm.

But he has always been irritable, but he can always take care of the overall situation, so at this moment he is suffering more pain than scratching his bones, and he already knows what he should do.

He stumbled out of the courtyard, then gritted his teeth and insisted on casting the magic of Apparition, and his figure disappeared into the rapidly rotating space vortex, but he didn't even say a word to Dumbledore to follow the plan , Whether it is trust or the pain is too painful to speak, at this moment, the action against Voldemort is already in progress!

"Seven days, as long as we get rid of him this time..."

The cold night wind blew by. Dumbledore took a deep breath and held the Elder Wand repeatedly. It was not because he was anxious. For an old wizard like him who had experienced many battles, he would not be timid here. It happened, but the many entangled and complicated thoughts accumulated in his heart made him slightly absent-minded. Even his eyes, which used to be as clear as spring water, seemed a little cloudy.

In a flash of thought, he recalled many past events, not about anyone else, but about the student who made him most proud but also the saddest - Tom Riddle, that amazingly talented Slytherin boy...

Recalling the past is always futile for the present. After all, Dumbledore is not a weak-tempered person. The plan made at this moment has been fully launched, and the next thing he needs to do is to siege Voldemort with all his strength. The future of the wizarding world may be Depend on this battle to end!

The wizard who created the horcrux is almost immortal. Even if the flesh and blood is destroyed, he can still be reborn with the remnant soul in the horcrux. Since Voldemort appeared, Dumbledore's research on the horcrux has never fallen. A solution has been searched for, but without exception, the Horcrux needs to be destroyed.

Before that, how to find Voldemort's Horcrux was the biggest difficult problem, until Van Gogh, a strange Auror, suddenly came to Hogwarts.

Based on this, Dumbledore began to revise the previously formulated plan, and soon found a new direction.

The magic circle, which gathered all his understanding of soul magic, could not only traumatize Voldemort's soul so badly that he almost lost his mind, but also connect with the person who destroyed the Horcrux with his own hands, as a bait to lure him to revenge.

But the most critical and powerful effect of the magic circle is not here. It is the moment when the basilisk fangs destroy the Horcrux, it absorbs the remnant soul in it, and turns it into a knife and axe to cut off Voldemort and the body that stores his remnant soul. Although the connection between the horcruxes is only effective for seven days, the effectiveness of the horcruxes will be restored after seven days and nights, but this buys time for the complete eradication of Voldemort.

Of course, before this time, Voldemort must be killed once!

This is not an easy thing to do, especially after the Battle of the Ministry of Magic last year, Dumbledore was sure that Voldemort's power had surpassed his old age and frailty, and if he fought head-on again, he would undoubtedly lose .

But he also has what Voldemort cannot have, and that is the determination to see death as home. Voldemort, who created evil magic items like Horcruxes, has a deep fear of death, and the flaws in his character are released by the "horcruxes". , On the other hand, Dumbledore knew that his life was short. Forcibly destroying Marvolo Gaunt's ring caused him to be eroded by black magic.

His mood converged to calm, and Dumbledore's old face turned dignified and resolute. He gripped the Elder Wand and disappeared into the vortex of space.

……

The strong wind is head-on, and the horse is galloping!
Looking at the distant night sky with both eyes, the increasingly clear fluctuations in magic power made Gao Feng thought deeply, and he didn't want to meet Scrimgeour, who had won this battle, but couldn't help but run away, wanting to find out.

"Slow down! What is there that makes you so anxious?!"

Nymphadora Tonks tightly hugged Gao Feng's strong waist, her eyes widened and she shouted loudly to vent her panic, but the Thestrals enjoyed the gallop all the more, looking extra cheerful, with their heads raised and neighing continuously.

Gao Feng heard the words and hadn't responded yet. At this moment, the howling wind suddenly slammed in obliquely, and a cloud of pitch-black mist appeared in the air at some point, and only heard a sharp roar that didn't sound like a human voice, as if roaring with anger!
"What the hell!?"

Hearing the sound, Gao Feng glanced over, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his heart beat violently, but with his keen perception, he couldn't detect it at all.

The legs were clamped together suddenly, and the true energy flowed into Yeqi's body, which made Yeqi scream, flap its wings desperately, and suddenly accelerated its speed and rushed forward, and then narrowly and dangerously avoided the strange black mist.

The black mist roared away, and it was going to the place where the magic power fluctuated strongly. Gao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a thoughtful look.

"What's that?!" Tonks exclaimed.

"Go and see if you don't know."

Turning his head to Tonks with a comforting smile, Gao Gao patted the Thestral's back with his palm, driving the Thestral to chase after him quickly.

The weird black mist came suddenly, but the speed was not very fast, at least not as fast as the Thestral flying at full speed, but the peak kept a certain distance from it, and did not intend to catch up completely, only falling far behind , I plan to figure out the situation first and then play it by ear.

In fact, based on the previous situation, he could guess a little bit. It was nothing more than the Order of the Phoenix doing something secretly. The black mist just now might be Voldemort.

Although I don't know how confident Dumbledore is to be able to design Voldemort with a Horcrux, but because of his cunning and cunning, it may not be impossible to succeed. This makes him have to be cautious with the task of eradicating Voldemort.

(End of this chapter)