The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Although it was not the first time for many people present to see a truly legendary battle.

But at this moment, everyone was still forced to remain silent due to this terrifying power.

Because the legendary level wizard itself has transcended the concept of so-called 'human' and has essentially become a kind of 'god'!

Faced with this kind of god-like power, even the most determined materialist can't help but want to worship!

Neville had such an urge now.

Because the appearance of this scene also means that Dumbledore has not given up on his Hogwarts.

He was only temporarily entangled.

And judging from the current situation, he will be able to get out of trouble soon.

By then, Hogwarts's predicament will be solved, and the rest of them will finally no longer have to sacrifice.

This made him want to kneel down and sing worship songs, scream and cheer!

However, despite his excitement, he also discovered something not quite right.

At the end of the hunting ground, where the trees met the Black Lake, there seemed to be a figure suddenly rising into the sky.

Neville frowned.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, wondering if he had seen it wrong.

But when he opened his eyes again, he suddenly discovered that the originally blurry black figure had rushed towards Hogwarts Castle, and then punched out fiercely!

buzz-

Darkness that was so dense that it could not be broken rose into the sky, instantly dispersing the golden-white holy light that filled the sky, turning the sky back to darkness.

Then the belated sonic boom mixed with the unique sound of a huge explosion of magic power, instantly detonating the eardrums of everyone present.

"what!"

Neville and the others covered their ears and screamed loudly, and uncontrollably red blood flowed from between their fingers.

At this moment, all the sounds in their ears were quickly removed, leaving only the terrifying buzzing sound.

But despite the pain, most people still stared at the sky with their eyes wide open, with horror on their faces.

Dumbledore.

The most powerful white wizard of this century.

The patron saint of Hogwarts.

He actually fell from the clouds under the heavy punch of the black shadow, like a shooting star, leaving a trace in the thick dark night that did not want to go away for a long time.

How can this be?

Countless people who witnessed this scene said silently in their hearts.

That is everyone's 'sun'!

"Haha! Dumbledore! You have today too!"

Arrogant laughter came from underground.

Gerald, who had just been knocked into the ground, struggled to get up from the pit.

The originally gorgeous and boring combat uniform on his body had already turned into rags, with only a few pieces still hanging on his body.

The exposed body was covered with all kinds of bruises, swelling, and scorched black injuries, and it looked extremely miserable.

But his face was full of joy and ridicule, as if he was laughing at Dumbledore's overestimation of his abilities.

He laughed wildly and raised the sword in his hand high.

The blood light that was originally suppressed by Dumbledore's holy light quickly spread out, spreading continuously in the darkness, and finally merged with the concentrated darkness, turning into something similar to disgusting blood stains. Black and red covered the sky, constantly twisting, first transforming into a skull, and then a black and red cloud python came out of the skull's mouth, stretching its body wantonly in the sky, two bodies filled with blood. His eyes looked greedily at the Hogwarts Castle below.

"Is this the Dark...the Dark Mark?"

Neville looked up at the sky and murmured in a dazed tone.

The pattern that he once thought would never be reappeared in this life was now openly displayed in front of everyone here, in this terrifying way!

Screams of terror echoed throughout the Hogwarts Alliance.

Voldemort's shadow has shrouded the entire magical world in the country for more than 20 years.

Even Link couldn't eliminate all the terror it left in people's hearts in a short time.

Apart from the professors, the only person in the crowd who had cut off his inner demons was Neville.

Facing the Dark Mark in front of him, a look of sudden realization appeared on his face after he recovered from the shock.

As early as when it was reported that there was a conflict between the magic world of the Republic of China and the magic world of France, Neville was curious about why Link wanted to provoke the French magic world.

And this curiosity has also reached its extreme as the situation has escalated again and again.

Link didn't have any motive to be so harsh on the French magic world.

Now the elite wizards from France and the Dark Mark appeared at the same time, finally solving the doubts in Neville's mind.

It turns out that Voldemort, who was expelled from the magical world of China, is hiding in France!

What Link wants to deal with is not the French wizarding world.

But Voldemort is hiding inside!

Neville figured everything out, and the fire of hatred in his heart burned even more fiercely.

At the same time, Dumbledore finally landed.

"Stop being so proud! I won't let you pass!"

He roared with all his strength, and the dim golden-white holy light on his body suddenly erupted again, and golden flames rose up and were splashed around like rain.

This golden flame seems to have some strong purifying ability.

The rich black and red magic wherever it passed was instantly ignited, and then quickly dissipated amidst bursts of screams similar to the cries of innocent souls. In just a few seconds, Hogwarts was instantly destroyed. All darkness in the area is dispelled.

But, that's all there is to it.

I don't know when the mysterious figure in the sky that had just punched Dumbledore had fallen to Gerald's side.

His whole body was covered by thick darkness, and his face could not be seen clearly. He slowly raised the wand held in his right hand in the direction of Dumbledore.

Gerald on the other side also smiled ferociously and raised his sword in almost synchronized movements.

One sword and one staff fell at the same time.

"Roar--"

Indescribable beast roars resounded across the sky.

A huge amount of black and red dense clouds moved without wind, twisting and gathering continuously, condensing into a terrifying vortex cloud with a diameter of nearly [-] meters on the ceiling of Hogwarts.

Immediately afterwards, the same black-red magic thunder struck down from the center of the vortex cloud.

boom!

The golden holy flame that Dumbledore had just raised was instantly shattered by the terrifying blood thunder as thick as a beam.

Even it itself groaned and was knocked to the ground again.

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As the vortex clouds continued to rotate, the thick bloody thunder dragons continued to fall like rain, forming a human forbidden zone completely filled with blood and thunder in front of Hogwarts Castle!

The thunderstorm was raging and powerful, and the huge roar forced its way into the ears of everyone in Hogwarts. Even the sharp tinnitus had to make way for it.

Because under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, the whole world was constantly shaking.

Strong vibrations were transmitted along the ground and walls into everyone's bodies, and continued to vibrate in the deepest parts of the brain, turning into inhuman roars!

And Dumbledore was suppressed by this endless blood thunder.

Time after time, he was continuously hit deeper into the ground.

Except for a ray of golden light that flashes from time to time in the pit to prove that it is still alive, it is actually difficult to move a finger!

This situation is similar to Dumbledore's previous beating of Gerald.

It's a pity that the situation has now reversed.

The thugs occupying the upper reaches of the shaft were the first to wake up.

Naturally, they all saw the swirling clouds gathering in the sky and the huge black mark that appeared and disappeared in it.

It's just that they don't care.

The only purpose of their trip is revenge and destruction, and spreading pain is their unanimous desire after all their deep emotions are exposed.

Driven by strong desires, things like being controlled as puppet cannon fodder no longer mattered.

They roared ferociously, waving the wands in their hands, shooting out large balls of dark green death that were almost twisted together.

And when the rain-like Death Curse penetrated the golems still blocking the center of the shaft and landed on the heads of everyone at Hogwarts, the students at Hogwarts had not yet recovered from the shock of Dumbledore's defeat. .

That's Dumbledore!

The being who defeated Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord.

An existence that has saved the world more than once.

It is also the existence that has always protected Hogwarts.

How could he lose?

After he loses, who can save him now?

Great despair spread among the crowd. Some of Dumbledore's extreme admirers even threw away their wands at this moment, fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

So ever.

Although the professors roared and raised their wands, laying out layer after layer of thick shields.

But the outcome has already been determined.

The beam of light symbolizing death and ominousness smashed the shield above the head without any scruples. Green light flashed through, and the crowd fell down in pieces like wheat after being wielded by the death sickle.

It was only then that the stunned people finally reacted.

But the huge casualties had already defeated their will to fight. 33 novel network

A large number of students, including Gryffindors and Slytherins, cried and subconsciously ran towards the depths of the surrounding corridors.

They've had enough.

In the blink of an eye, only Hufflepuff and a few students from other houses were left on the battlefield.

Under the leadership of John, everyone raised their wands with difficulty.

But the lack of numbers has brought about a huge gap in combat power. Their firepower network is no longer dense. Many hooded people with ferocious faces have even broken through the interception network formed by the demons, laughing wildly and rushed to Hogwarts. In front of everyone.

They waved their magic wands wantonly, spreading large green lights, spreading death, and shaped like evil ghosts.

Although under the concentrated fire of professors and students, this part of the hooded men quickly turned into charcoal.

But in the next moment, more hooded people with red eyes would rush forward fearlessly.

Blood and severed limbs flew together, and screams and roars blended together.

The smell of blood also mixed with the smell of burning, rising into the sky, and the entire Hogwarts shaft had turned into a hell.

And on the other side of the battlefield.

Gerald and the other mysterious man followed the same steps and arrived at the tunnel that was deepened by blood mines in almost synchronized movements.

The raging thunder prison around them weakened slightly due to their arrival, which also gave Dumbledore some breathing space in the tunnel.

The sacred golden-white light continues to shine on it.

With the help of the light, he forced himself to stand up in the deep pit filled with blazing yellow hot magma. He looked up at Gerald and the mysterious man above the pit wall who were looking at him with the same scornful eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore, at this moment, in this situation, do you regret that you rejected my request to return to Hogwarts?"

The mysterious man surrounded by darkness spoke in a distorted voice.

Dumbledore stared at the mysterious man quietly, with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice:

"So it's you. In that case, everything makes sense. But Severus, is he okay now?"

"Are you asking Snape?" A look of astonishment appeared on the mysterious man's face full of filth and darkness, and then he laughed, "Ha! Did I hear that right? He has always been used as a tool. Isn't it you? And now, you actually care about Snape?"

Gerald on the side also sneered and said:

"He is such a hypocritical person. He is obviously doing the same cruel thing, but he insists on covering it with a layer of white satin to cover up the filth and ugliness inside, and to show his kindness and kindness. Great. He is like this to his family, he is like this to Grindelwald, he is like this to us, and he is also like this to Harry Potter and Snape. He was like this decades ago, and now, this despicable Not only has his character not disappeared, but it has become more and more vicious as time goes by!"

The mysterious man obviously agreed with what Gerrard said.

Hearing this, his waist bent when he laughed, and the thick darkness around him kept twisting and shaking with the laughter, as if a giant beast hidden in the darkness was echoing his master's laughter.

Faced with all this, Dumbledore just smiled bitterly.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense."

Gerald finally stared at the flames of Hogwarts Castle not far away and said, "Dumbledore, the matter is over, surrender. The blood flowing in Hogwarts is also the blood of magic, and now, The blood of magic can no longer be reduced. We fight each other and can only make those Muggles cheaper. So Dumbledore, please cooperate with us and cooperate with us to bring all wizards together. We will gradually become without borders, There will be no regional divisions, no bloodline differences, we will just be pure wizards. This is the only way for wizards to prosper!"

Dumbledore also quietly turned his head and looked in the direction of Hogwarts.

Although he was in a deep pit and all he saw was the rock wall that was crystallized by the high temperature, he could still feel the massacre going on in Hogwarts Castle.

This made his face look a little more sad, and his eyes hidden under the golden-white holy light were also covered with a layer of light red.

Then, he looked at Gerald again and said:

"What you said is very good, but I refuse. I don't agree with your philosophy. What you want to do is too radical. No matter whether it succeeds or not, it will bring great sorrow to the world. Of course, it is more important. What’s more, you don’t think you are the winner now, do you?”

Gerald looked slightly stunned when he heard this, but soon burst into laughter.

"It doesn't matter, those words just now were not what I wanted to say anyway, I was just responsible for passing on the message." Gerald raised his sword towards Dumbledore, "And now that you have rejected our proposal, then I will I can only use my own personal methods. To be honest, I am very, very satisfied with this because I don’t agree with that concept either.”

After Gerald finished speaking, a terrifying blood glow condensed on the long sword.

Facing the threat of death, Dumbledore remained calm, even with a smile belonging to the winner.

This smile seemed to sting Gerald, and his expression suddenly became ferocious. The sword in his hand was raised and charging, and he was about to strike down.

But at this moment, there was another loud noise in the sky!