The Charles Becomes a Wizard

The werewolves and giants, who have long been marginalized in the wizarding world, are eager to receive the treatment promised by Voldemort, and wizards are also trying their best to increase the chances of their children's survival.

They had no way of entrusting the future of the British wizarding world to a madman, nor could they imagine what would happen to their relatives and friends if they were defeated.

So they absolutely cannot retreat.

This is also one of the reasons why the current Minister of Magic and Dumbledore and others finally decided to gather all the young wizards in Hogwarts for protection.

The thick tree trunk creaked and fell to the ground after being hit by the spell. The wind turned into a sharp blade under the spell and cut the werewolf's neck fiercely. The greedy fire snake crawled and bit on the wet and cold ground. The wizard, whose body was set on fire, howled in pain...

What appeared more often was the cold yellow-green light that represented death.

From time to time, wizards were hit by spells and fell to the ground with a bang. Their warm cheeks turned cold and their bright eyes completely lost their spirit and light. Then they were kicked away casually or more wounds appeared on their gradually stiffening bodies.

Everyone was blood-thirsty, and the wizards waved their wands almost mechanically. The strong desire to survive obscured all other thoughts.

They want to survive, even if the world is not beautiful now, even if more pain and despair may be waiting for them, they still want to continue living in this world...

However, everyone subconsciously moved away from Dumbledore and Voldemort, who were originally in the middle of the team.

In addition to the huge demonic pressure, the main worry is that one might be injured by mistake. After all, if one is accidentally hit by the spells they cast, then one can only blame oneself for being unlucky.

Voldemort has been holding a grudge against Dumbledore for a long time. He certainly doesn't think it's his fault that things turned out like this. In his opinion, if there wasn't that damn book, if there hadn't been Dumbledore's repeated temptations, he wouldn't have ended up like this!

Therefore, he was extremely ruthless in his attacks, and every spell he cast was aimed at Dumbledore's life.

Dumbledore was naturally no less furious. He had nothing to say to this student who always made the wrong choices when faced with the opportunities he gave him. For the sake of those wizards who died in the war and for the future of the British wizarding world, he had to get rid of him tonight!

Every time the spells from the wands collided, they emitted an extremely dazzling light.

"Ha, you know what?" Voldemort easily controlled the long snake made of red flames, "Dumbledore, countless wizards will die tonight because of the decision you once made."

Dumbledore raised his hand and a transparent barrier instantly appeared in front of him. Then, lightning as thick as a bowl suddenly fell from the sky: "Tom, you are still so stubborn."

His condescending attitude with some admonitions was exactly what Voldemort hated the most.

Dumbledore didn't think that Voldemort's men had the ability to break through the layers of magic circles protecting Hogwarts and harm the students inside in such a short time.

Voldemort seemed to read his mind and slowly smiled: "My dear friends should have entered the castle through the Vanishing Cabinet..."

"Ah, it's really pitiful. When all the adult wizards are on guard outside the castle, how many of those little wizards who haven't even learned a few offensive spells can survive when facing werewolves?"

"In the final analysis, this is all thanks to you, Dumbledore. In order to prevent the emergence of a vicious and cruel Dark Lord like me in the school, you cut off most of the offensive magic..."

The barrier in front of Dumbledore flickered slightly, and a huge fire snake suddenly jumped up and bit the barrier from top to bottom.

"How should they resist the werewolf's attack?" Voldemort's voice was light and soft, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue and coiling around Dumbledore's neck.

"With the Expelliarmus and Petrification spells?"

Dumbledore's deep blue eyes were filled with murderous intent. His movements subconsciously became urgent, and the spell he used was changed to the more direct and crisp Avada Kedavra.

“Hahahaha,” Voldemort laughed loudly and neatly blocked the spell flying towards him. His handsome face became distorted and his expression was a little crazy: “Look, without the sanctimonious disguise, this is what you really look like!”

"This is what the wizards call the highly respected, kind and brave White Wizard. This is what he really looks like!"

"The white wizard who keeps saying he resists the dark arts is actually very good at using the three unforgivable curses—"

Voldemort's voice echoed over the Forbidden Forest, "What qualifications do you have to judge others as wrong?"

......

After separating from Draco, Charles did not rashly look for a way to sneak in. After all, he still valued his life very much.

Ciel went to Sebastian's office first, and when he came out, there was a group of guys in military uniforms behind him, with eager faces.

Yes, Charles had brought Gellert and some of his men over.

Why should we waste such a good resource?

Gellert, standing side by side with Charles, gave a look to his subordinates behind him who were almost unable to control their desire to cause trouble. The group of guys with shining eyes saluted respectfully to Gellert and Charles, and then rushed to the battlefield impatiently.

Before this, they had never thought that they would have the opportunity to participate in a war in this life!

"Ahem," Gellert coughed awkwardly, "They haven't had a good activity for a long time."

Those who have been working under Gellert for so many years have become somewhat as crazy as him. This is a rare opportunity for them to freely practice magic again, so why would they want to waste time?

"You seemed to have anticipated that I would ask you for help." Charles glanced at Gellert.

This can be seen from the neat clothes worn by other people.

"It's better to be prepared." Gellert raised his eyebrows.

Unlike most people in the school, Professor McGonagall recognized the symbol of the Wizarding Party. She had fought a desperate battle with them before. When she saw these people appear on the battlefield, she almost couldn't breathe and almost thought that Hogwarts was completely finished.

But soon, she realized that these people were here to help.

The joining of the Wizarding Party has greatly reduced the personnel pressure of Hogwarts. In terms of combat, Gellert's men are professionals. After all, they have participated in countless wars. Even if they use the same magic, their lethality is obviously much higher than that of the school's professors and members of the Ministry of Magic.