Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Fortunately, Malfoy's proposal did not offend Voldemort. He looked at Malfoy carefully for a moment, gritted his teeth and said:

"You, lead a team, and escort those damned students back to Hogwarts. If anyone dares to resist, they will all be executed quickly! Understand!"

"Yes! Master!"

Chapter 550 The Last Battle·Crisis Ambush

"Remus, what are you looking at?"

Under the night-shrouded sky, a row of Thestrals, invisible to ordinary people, pulled more than a dozen quaint carriages, moving nimbly above the dark clouds.

The water vapor wetted the carriage, and the atmosphere in the carriage was like the dark clouds below the carriage, gloomy, dignified, and full of indescribable oppression.

In the carriage, both professors and students sat silently on the floor with their legs crossed. Although it was getting late, no one felt sleepy at all.

"...look at the moon..."

"Moon, is there anything special?"

"...nothing, it's just...I don't think I've ever seriously looked at the moon..."

"...never?"

Lupine, who was leaning against the window of the carriage, took a deep breath and nodded slightly when he heard Lily's question.

"...yes, never...

I used to be most afraid of the moon, so...I have been avoiding her...never dared to look up and take a serious look at her..."

Hearing Lupin's words, Lily raised her brows slightly, got up and went to Lupin's side, and with her cold fingertips, she quietly grabbed Remus' hand...

"...what about now?"

Feeling the coolness in the palm of his hand, Lupine seemed to smell a refreshing fragrance, which was a slightly sour fragrance like lemon, not strong, but very meaningful, which made him wish to stay in this moment forever.

"...she is really beautiful..."

Beside Lupin, Lily leaned slightly, leaning against him, with a blush on her face, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, she whispered softly:

"...Yeah...the moonlight is so beautiful tonight..."

......

"Hagrid, which way do we go?"

In the leading carriage, Hagrid held the reins with both hands, and two deep lines frowned between his open brows. After hearing Professor Flitwick's inquiry behind him, he said loudly without turning his head:

"...In order to avoid London, I deliberately took a detour, walked south along the coastline from the west coast, crossed the English Channel, and went directly from the Bay of Biscay to the Pyrenees!

Although it takes a little detour to do this, it is better than safety! "

"That's good, just be careful..."

Hearing Hagrid's introduction, Professor Flitwick was convinced, nodded slightly, and sighed softly.

"...I don't know what's going on with Professor Minerva, have Professor Dumbledore and Professor Gu Yi returned yet..."

"Don't worry, Professor Flitwick!"

As Hagrid said, he turned around and looked at Professor Flitwick, who was standing taller than he was sitting, stretched out his palm, which was half the size of Professor Flitwick, and patted it 'lightly' each other's shoulders.

"Ow~"

A slap in the face almost killed Professor Flitwick.

"Oh, sorry..."

Seeing Professor Flitwick slapped on the ground by himself, Hagrid scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"...I didn't mean to...I just want to say that Professor Dumbledore will arrive in time, maybe they won't be long before they catch up..."

"...take it easy, Hagrid, not now..."

'boom! ! ! '

'呀~~~'

There was a loud noise, mixed with the wailing of thestrals!

"Attack! Someone is attacking! Be careful!!!"

The thestrals were attacked, and fled around restlessly, the reins that tied the carriage were broken one by one, and the whole carriage immediately rolled and fell violently, falling towards the distant ground under the dark clouds.

'Boom~clang~crack~'

"what!!!"

The car rolled violently, and the people in the car also flew up and down. Unfortunately, one car broke, and the students and professors in the car were thrown out of the air and fell freely.

This is still lucky, those unfortunate students, with the shattering of the Untraceable Stretching Curse, were strangled to pieces by Yu Wei.

A rain of blood and splinters of wood fell, turning the sky a bright red.

"Get out, get out of the car!"

In the adjacent carriage, the professor and the students noticed this terrifying scene, and immediately roared loudly.

It's a pity that in their haste, no one could hear their voices except for the dark clouds and the strong wind.

"Quick, get out of the car!!!"

"...Professor, I'm afraid of heights..."

The sounds of urging, wailing and crying became a mass, and they never imagined that this carriage used to escape would actually become their death talisman.

"...Quick, no matter what, get out first!"

Professor Sprout, who was gentle in the past, was extremely manic at this time. He pushed the cowering student out of the door, and hurriedly turned back to urge other students.

"...Quick, watch out!"

Another spell hit, and a carriage exploded into a fireball. The professor of ancient magic text turned into coke together with the students in the carriage without even saying a word.

"quick!"

Hagrid grabbed Professor Flitwick who unfortunately fainted, and jumped out of the carriage without hesitation.

As soon as the person left the carriage, the carriage was blown into a fireball.

"I...I can't fly..."

A student who fell freely in the air cried out in despair. For him, there was no difference between falling to his death outside the carriage and being smashed into pieces inside the carriage. At least the former would allow him to walk more peacefully.. .

"catch me!"

A dashing figure came over, it was a girl with short gray hair and a school uniform cut into a neat short-sleeved shape, riding a broomstick, grabbing his collar.

"Hold together, I have a broomstick!"

Huo Qi yelled loudly while walking around to rescue.

Seeing this scene, James Potter and the others in the distance also took out their precious broomsticks from their pockets that had cast the No Trace Stretch Curse, and tried their best to rescue the falling students.

Several surviving professors also did their best, some used magic wands to turn the students' school uniforms into parachutes, some took out a vine-like plant, wrapped the students in the center, and acted as a buffer...

"Remus, what happened..."

Lily, who unfortunately hit the window frame, was held in Lupine's arms and fell quickly.

"Someone attacked. There may be spies of Death Eaters among the classmates. Don't believe anyone when they reach the ground in a while!"

The whistling wind made it difficult for Lily to breathe. She looked at Lupine who was hugging her tightly with a confused face, and whispered:

"Are we... are we going to die..."

"Will not!"

Lupine tightened his embrace, his eyes glowed with indescribable determination, looked at the ground from a distance, and said firmly:

"Our future is still long, I will not let you die!"

As he said that, with a roar, a gust of wind hit, turning into an invisible net, stopping the two of them and the students who fell beside them in the air, and slowly drifting downward.

In the underground plain, a group of black robes and hideous metal masks quietly watched the students falling slowly.

The spell in the wand was already ready to go, just waiting for those students to enter the trap they set up and become hostages for their master to threaten Dumbledore.

"...Mr. Malfoy, may we begin?"

Hearing his subordinate's words, Lucius Malfoy nodded reservedly, glanced at those students with disdain, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"...Let's begin...Master...to live..."

Chapter 551 The Last Battle·Blooming on Both Sides

In Hogwarts College, the inverted bowl-shaped barrier exudes a soft silver glow. At the main entrance of the college, an abrupt stone chair sits on the edge of the barrier.

On the stone chair, a man wearing a neat black suit, black Oxford leather shoes, and a navy blue cloak with silver flame patterns behind him sat there with his legs crossed.

The figure gently closed its eyes, breathing slowly and heavily, with its hands crossed on its lower abdomen, looking at a leisurely look, as if taking a nap there.

Not far behind him, rows of majestic and terrifying stone statues were neatly lined up, holding spears, swords and shields in their hands, standing there silently.

Anyone who went to Hogwarts will recognize this row of statues, which are located in the foyer outside the Great Hall.

No one would have guessed that they were also part of Hogwarts' defense mechanism.

When the Death Eaters arrived, they saw this strange scene.

Solemn and depressing, a team of hundreds of Death Eaters lined up not far from the barrier, with hideous metal masks all staring at the lazy and leisurely figure on the opposite side.

"...Hogwarts is closed and no foreign guests are accepted!"

A clear voice sounded in everyone's ears, the voice was not loud, but it hit everyone's heart directly.

The turbulent spirit that accompanied the voice made them even more breathless. If the current Death Eaters were not more disciplined, some people might not be able to bear it now.

"..."

Silence, death-like silence, Wang Xuebin's actions did not get any response, such a scene, somewhat beyond his expectations, made him open those eyes full of disdain.

"What? Are you dumb? Or are you waiting for me to treat you to dinner?"

"Ancient One!"

The crowd slowly separated into two rows. A man wearing a loose black robe, a hood, and a gem green necklace around his neck slowly walked to the front of the array, and came to a place separated by a barrier from Wang Xuebin , revealing his true face.

"Surrender to me! I will give you supreme rights and wealth, become my servant, and you will have glory beyond your imagination!"

The deep voice sounded, not as magical as Wang Xuebin's just now, but the evil spirit in it should not be underestimated at all, and the threat was beyond words.

"Heh~ Surrender to you?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but tilt his head and sneered. He looked at the egghead in front of him absurdly, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You mean...the Tom Marvolo Riddle who pretended to be a pure-blood, but was actually a half-blood? The one who played tricks and called himself Voldemort..."

"kill him!!!"

Sure enough, beating people in the face, swearing at people and exposing faults, the power of telling the truth is beyond ordinary, and Wang Xuebin's verbal skills have not faded in the slightest.

Before Wang Xuebin could finish speaking, Voldemort roared crazily. His blue-gray face, with blue veins exposed, and blood-red eyes, looked extremely ferocious.

Voldemort roared, and the wand in his hand shot out a wave of pale green light as thick as an adult's arm.

And the subordinates behind him, after hearing Wang Xuebin's words, finally couldn't maintain the already fragile discipline, and a little confusion arose.

Although they have been obedient for a long time, after hearing Voldemort's order, they still cast lethal spells one after another.

But the words just now, like a wooden thorn, ruthlessly wedged into the depths of their hearts, took root and sprouted, and even looked at Voldemort with suspicion.

"Awada eats a big melon!!"

"Critical Carpal Bone!!!"

"Smashed to pieces!!"

"Blood draw!!"

A series of colorful and different spells hit the barrier in front of Wang Xuebin.

And this barrier with Hogwarts' alchemy circle as the source of energy, although fluctuating violently, is still firm and upright, blocking all external invasions.

Inside the barrier, Wang Xuebin, who was still sitting on the chair, glanced out through the violently fluctuating barrier, took out a pocket watch to check the time, yawned, and continued to regain his composure.

With that posture, he didn't pay attention to the attacks from the outside at all, and leaned his head on the back of the chair. After a while, there were bursts of snoring.

Obviously, this man was not putting on makeup, he really didn't pay attention to the mob in front of him.