Chapter 428
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 428
Medea and the All-Witches retreated completely, and in front of the towering black fortress of Azkaban, only two groups of people headed by Dumbledore and Voldemort were left facing each other.
Scott tapped his fingers, and the monitoring screen on [Magic Mirror] was divided into several parts, live broadcasting the upcoming battle from all directions in real time.
Rimbaud tried to analyze and said: "I think Dumbledore has an advantage. Voldemort has already consumed a lot of magic power in the previous battle."
Scott shook his head.
"You can't just look at Dumbledore and Voldemort," he said. "Don't forget, those dementors are also a factor of instability. They should already be on Voldemort's side."
"Oh..." Rimbaud tilted his head, "Are those Aurors so useless?"
Probably because he had never felt the threat of dementors before, Rimbaud didn't think those disgusting-looking creatures were scary.
Scott noticed a detail instead at this moment.
"Ms. Burns is really dedicated." He suddenly sighed.
Holding a quill in her hand, the lady glanced at the Death Eaters standing behind Voldemort from time to time, and then wrote down something in her notebook.
This posture does not at all look like it is on a battlefield that is about to explode.
Rimbaud stretched his neck to observe carefully for a while, and asked in surprise, "She...is she recording the names of those Death Eaters?"
"Um……"
It may be because Voldemort has been resurrected, and those Death Eaters became arrogant after being backed by the Dark Lord, and none of them wore masks anymore.
Ms. Burns probably didn't want to miss the opportunity either.
Scott once again lamented the dedication of the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement.
No one speaks.
Scott was still wondering when these people would do it, and the battle started right away.
It may be that Ms. Burns' actions angered the Death Eaters. Someone attacked her first, but Moody took the initiative to stand up and resist.
The two sides fought without saying a word.
Scott saw Sirius rushing up screaming, targeting Snape very clearly.
Then he fell into siege because he was too aggressive, and it was Mr. Weasley and Shacklebolt who worked together to cover him and escape.
The lights of various spells crossed in the air, and people were injured and fell down from time to time.
But both sides in the melee tacitly cleared a battlefield for Dumbledore and Voldemort.
The battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort was huge, and the melee of the others was also extremely dangerous. For a while, Scott's eyes were not enough.
Of course, he chose to focus on watching the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort.
Compared with Medea, Dumbledore is much more calm in his actions.
He didn't even move a lot, but every movement of his hands and feet was so light, and every spell he used was so just right. Voldemort's fierce and secretive attacks were like a storm, but he calmly resolved them one by one.
Judging from the scene, Dumbledore undoubtedly seemed to have the upper hand.
But Scott could also see that if he wanted to completely defeat Voldemort, Dumbledore would have to pay the corresponding price.
At first Scott still had time to think, but gradually, he no longer had time to care about the outcome of the battle, but was fascinated by Dumbledore's superb application of Transfiguration in the battle.
Unlike Scott who always needs to find a specific object to perform the transformation, and often needs to specially prepare ebony wood that is more suitable for his magic power for the effect, Dumbledore's transformation is more easy to use.
He just waved his wand, and the rock under his feet split open, and several tall armored stone statues like those in Hogwarts Castle rose from the cracks, brandishing shield spears to fight alongside him.
Even the entire land of the battlefield can be used by him, and he can change the terrain that is powerful to him at will.
Another period of time passed, probably due to the consumption of a lot of mana during the battle with Medea, Voldemort gradually showed some difficulty.
"Join!" he yelled. "Dementors, only under my rule will you be free!"
As he yelled, the dementors that had been flying in the distant sky started to move.
They flew over in groups, swooped down, and charged at the wizards who were fighting.
Many Aurors were caught off guard and all positive emotions were sucked away by the soul-destroyer at close range, and their bodies fell limply.
The Death Eaters immediately gained the upper hand.
When the dementors attacked, they began to retreat actively, letting the dementors act as the vanguard, and they even only needed to attack the Aurors affected by the dementors to achieve results.
"Call God Guard!"
Only a limited number of wizards have successfully cast the Patronus Charm.
The gorgeous silver-white Patronus runs in the air, driving away those dementors that suddenly attack.
But there are too many dementors, and only a few Patronuses can't drive them all away.
Several dementors even flew in front of Dumbledore and actively cooperated with Voldemort in the fight.
Dumbledore also noticed the situation on the other side, stepped back again and again, let the armored stone statue temporarily resist Voldemort's attack, and waved the wand in his hand vigorously.
"Call God Guard!"
A huge phoenix flew from his wand.
Dressed in a silver-white light, the patron saint of the phoenix spread its wings, dragging its long tail feathers and flying far in the air, like a rising moon, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Under the bright moonlight, the dementors wailed sharply, and the black mist surged around them, as if they were about to melt into the light.
They escaped from the light at the fastest speed, and got into the black fortress in the distance.
The patron saint of the phoenix directly chased after it, guarding outside the fortress.
Voldemort's attacks were more insane, but probably due to the lack of magic power left, his spells didn't seem as powerful as before.
While dealing with Voldemort's attack, Dumbledore used Transfiguration to create more armored stone statues, letting the stone statues replace him to help the wizards fighting the Death Eaters.
With the help of Dumbledore, the wizards, mainly Aurors, stabilized their positions and began to rescue those companions who were affected by the dementors.
This scene made Scott, who was observing through the [Magic Mirror], couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"go!"
Seeing that nothing could be done, Voldemort finally gave the order to retreat.
The Death Eaters began to fight and retreat, evacuating towards the pier.
The wizards, mainly Aurors, were chasing after them, as if they intended to keep a few more of them, so that they could be imprisoned in Azkaban directly.
But in the end at least half of the Death Eaters escaped.
When they fled to the pier with difficulty, Voldemort immediately turned into black mist and chased after them.
Since Voldemort could fly, Dumbledore couldn't keep up with him.
But Scott felt he was simply choosing not to pursue.
If he really wants to pursue, Dumbledore only needs to let his phoenix out, and he can use the power of the phoenix to break through space and teleport anywhere.
In short, under Voldemort's deterrence, he and the remaining Death Eaters boarded the ship and left the island where Azkaban was located.
"The first operation after Voldemort's resurrection failed." Scott said with a smile, "Not only did the prison robbery fail, but it also led to more people being imprisoned."
Seriously speaking, no one took advantage of this night.
Whether it was Death Eaters, Covenants, or Aurors, people were wounded and even killed in battle.
In the real-time screen presented by [Magic Mirror], the wizards are already busy cleaning the battlefield.
Excluding those who died, the Death Eaters who were injured and could not escape had all been captured.
"What will become of the wizarding world?" Rimbaud asked.
"The melee is over, which means that everything has surfaced. The Ministry of Magic will also face reorganization, and the election of the Minister of Magic may become a new battlefield for the three parties."
Scott said.
"The superficial peace has completely left us."
As one can imagine, the Ministry of Magic still has a lot of troubles to face.
It's not just about re-election of ministers and power struggles.
Because the dementors have turned to Voldemort, how to adjust the management of Azkaban is a big problem.
But these things have nothing to do with Scott, and he doesn't care too much. What he thinks more about is how to take advantage of Medea's decline in strength after being cursed by Voldemort.
He thought, he had to plan well.
Maybe I have to take the initiative to go to the Sea of Oaks and talk to Savannah face to face.
Of course, what is more important is the passage that can lead to Avalon that is hidden in the Sea of Oaks.
Thinking about these questions, Scott climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Waking up the next morning, Scott received a letter from Luna.
Luna said in the letter that if possible, she would like to meet him as soon as possible.
"Maybe she predicted something again," Scott muttered.
He decided to go meet her.
Since Luna and the Weasleys lived in the same village, Scott knew their address - in the village of Ottery St Catchpole in Devon.
After breakfast, he turned into a peregrine falcon and flew south with Rimbaud.
At noon they landed on Ferret Hill, outside the village of Ottery San Catchpole.
Scott asked Rimbaud to deliver a letter to Luna. Half an hour later, Rimbaud took Luna to the hillside where Scott was.
The weather was a bit hot, and Luna wore a wide straw hat on her head, with a clump of wild grass and wild flowers inserted into it as decoration.
She was wearing a washed-white long dress, with several strings of strange necklaces hanging on her chest, a pair of slippers made of plant vines on her feet, and a straw basket in her hand.
"Long time no see, Scott."
After seeing Scott, Luna ran over with the straw hat in one hand and the basket in the other.
But she didn't notice her footing, and stepped into a rabbit hole and almost fell.
Scott reached out to help her, and said amusedly, "Fortunately, you didn't fall in, or you might end up in Wonderland like Alice."
"Oh, I really like Alice in Wonderland." Luna also laughed, "When I was a child, I tried to deliberately run after the rabbits on Ermine Mountain, trying to fall into the rabbit hole, but apparently, those rabbit holes are pretend Don't let me down."
She stroked her skirt, put the basket beside her, and sat on the grass with her knees hugged.
"My dad used to play the Mad Hatter at home to comfort me."
"You have a good father."
Scott sat down beside her and looked down at the village.
Luna nodded, put her chin on her knees, and also stared at the distant scenery with rapt attention.
After a while, Scott asked, "You asked me to meet, is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Oh..." Luna blinked, looking a little confused, "I don't know...but I know something must have happened...it will have a major impact on you...I'm a little worried..."
She raised her hand and pushed the brim of her hat, then turned to look at Scott.
"Maybe I have to see you to know something."
Although Luna was ambiguous, Scott understood what she meant, so he turned his head and looked at her.
Luna's silver-gray eyes immediately changed.
Scott didn't see his own reflection in it, only a hazy fog billowing.
Although very curious, he didn't rush her, but just waited quietly.
After a while, Luna spoke, and said in a fluttering tone, "It seems that many things have happened again, and that prophecy has come true."
Because of the magic contract he signed, Scott didn't try to hide anything.
He simply recounted his summer vacation experiences in a leisurely manner.
During the narration, the two shared the lunch brought by Luna, beef patties and sandwiches, and two bottles of Luna's special herbal tea.
"Did all that happen?"
After listening to Scott's narration, Luna held the glass bottle in her hand and turned her head to look into the distance.
"So you killed two wizards with your own hands."
She spoke in a declarative tone, and there was no accusation, no judgment, no other emotion in her tone.
"Yeah." Scott responded.
Luna fell silent.
Scott glanced at her, but said nothing.
He looked down the mountain again, trying to find the Burrow of the Weasley family, to see if the shape was as weird as the set in the movie.
Hmm...seems even weirder than in the movie.
Since the crooked shape of the Burrow, which seemed to be built with rotten blocks, was so conspicuous, he quickly found his target.
"That's the Weasleys' house," Luna said softly. "You heard Fred and George talk about it?"
"Yeah." Scott smiled, "It can only be said that it is very imaginative."
"There are too many children in their family, and every floor is temporarily added."
Luna also smiled slightly.
"You can go and play with your friends."
"No." Scott shook his head, "I came here temporarily, so I won't disturb you."
lest people have to be busy for the guests who come to the door suddenly.
Luna said "hmm", and the two fell into silence again.
Although they didn't speak, none of them felt embarrassed, and Scott felt quite comfortable.
The two spent the afternoon like this.
Most of the time they didn't speak, but occasionally they chatted a few words, but it was just chatting.
In comparison, both Luna and Rimbaud spoke more "children's language".
It wasn't until sunset that Scott stood up again.
"I'm leaving," he told Luna.
Luna nodded, "Be careful, I think you can do what you want, and you can accomplish a lot."
"Thank you." Scott laughed.
With a wave of his hand, Rimbaud stood on his left hand and at the same time activated the silver serpentine necklace, leaving the gold-edged girl in the light of the setting sun.
(End of this chapter)
Medea and the All-Witches retreated completely, and in front of the towering black fortress of Azkaban, only two groups of people headed by Dumbledore and Voldemort were left facing each other.
Scott tapped his fingers, and the monitoring screen on [Magic Mirror] was divided into several parts, live broadcasting the upcoming battle from all directions in real time.
Rimbaud tried to analyze and said: "I think Dumbledore has an advantage. Voldemort has already consumed a lot of magic power in the previous battle."
Scott shook his head.
"You can't just look at Dumbledore and Voldemort," he said. "Don't forget, those dementors are also a factor of instability. They should already be on Voldemort's side."
"Oh..." Rimbaud tilted his head, "Are those Aurors so useless?"
Probably because he had never felt the threat of dementors before, Rimbaud didn't think those disgusting-looking creatures were scary.
Scott noticed a detail instead at this moment.
"Ms. Burns is really dedicated." He suddenly sighed.
Holding a quill in her hand, the lady glanced at the Death Eaters standing behind Voldemort from time to time, and then wrote down something in her notebook.
This posture does not at all look like it is on a battlefield that is about to explode.
Rimbaud stretched his neck to observe carefully for a while, and asked in surprise, "She...is she recording the names of those Death Eaters?"
"Um……"
It may be because Voldemort has been resurrected, and those Death Eaters became arrogant after being backed by the Dark Lord, and none of them wore masks anymore.
Ms. Burns probably didn't want to miss the opportunity either.
Scott once again lamented the dedication of the Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement.
No one speaks.
Scott was still wondering when these people would do it, and the battle started right away.
It may be that Ms. Burns' actions angered the Death Eaters. Someone attacked her first, but Moody took the initiative to stand up and resist.
The two sides fought without saying a word.
Scott saw Sirius rushing up screaming, targeting Snape very clearly.
Then he fell into siege because he was too aggressive, and it was Mr. Weasley and Shacklebolt who worked together to cover him and escape.
The lights of various spells crossed in the air, and people were injured and fell down from time to time.
But both sides in the melee tacitly cleared a battlefield for Dumbledore and Voldemort.
The battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort was huge, and the melee of the others was also extremely dangerous. For a while, Scott's eyes were not enough.
Of course, he chose to focus on watching the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort.
Compared with Medea, Dumbledore is much more calm in his actions.
He didn't even move a lot, but every movement of his hands and feet was so light, and every spell he used was so just right. Voldemort's fierce and secretive attacks were like a storm, but he calmly resolved them one by one.
Judging from the scene, Dumbledore undoubtedly seemed to have the upper hand.
But Scott could also see that if he wanted to completely defeat Voldemort, Dumbledore would have to pay the corresponding price.
At first Scott still had time to think, but gradually, he no longer had time to care about the outcome of the battle, but was fascinated by Dumbledore's superb application of Transfiguration in the battle.
Unlike Scott who always needs to find a specific object to perform the transformation, and often needs to specially prepare ebony wood that is more suitable for his magic power for the effect, Dumbledore's transformation is more easy to use.
He just waved his wand, and the rock under his feet split open, and several tall armored stone statues like those in Hogwarts Castle rose from the cracks, brandishing shield spears to fight alongside him.
Even the entire land of the battlefield can be used by him, and he can change the terrain that is powerful to him at will.
Another period of time passed, probably due to the consumption of a lot of mana during the battle with Medea, Voldemort gradually showed some difficulty.
"Join!" he yelled. "Dementors, only under my rule will you be free!"
As he yelled, the dementors that had been flying in the distant sky started to move.
They flew over in groups, swooped down, and charged at the wizards who were fighting.
Many Aurors were caught off guard and all positive emotions were sucked away by the soul-destroyer at close range, and their bodies fell limply.
The Death Eaters immediately gained the upper hand.
When the dementors attacked, they began to retreat actively, letting the dementors act as the vanguard, and they even only needed to attack the Aurors affected by the dementors to achieve results.
"Call God Guard!"
Only a limited number of wizards have successfully cast the Patronus Charm.
The gorgeous silver-white Patronus runs in the air, driving away those dementors that suddenly attack.
But there are too many dementors, and only a few Patronuses can't drive them all away.
Several dementors even flew in front of Dumbledore and actively cooperated with Voldemort in the fight.
Dumbledore also noticed the situation on the other side, stepped back again and again, let the armored stone statue temporarily resist Voldemort's attack, and waved the wand in his hand vigorously.
"Call God Guard!"
A huge phoenix flew from his wand.
Dressed in a silver-white light, the patron saint of the phoenix spread its wings, dragging its long tail feathers and flying far in the air, like a rising moon, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Under the bright moonlight, the dementors wailed sharply, and the black mist surged around them, as if they were about to melt into the light.
They escaped from the light at the fastest speed, and got into the black fortress in the distance.
The patron saint of the phoenix directly chased after it, guarding outside the fortress.
Voldemort's attacks were more insane, but probably due to the lack of magic power left, his spells didn't seem as powerful as before.
While dealing with Voldemort's attack, Dumbledore used Transfiguration to create more armored stone statues, letting the stone statues replace him to help the wizards fighting the Death Eaters.
With the help of Dumbledore, the wizards, mainly Aurors, stabilized their positions and began to rescue those companions who were affected by the dementors.
This scene made Scott, who was observing through the [Magic Mirror], couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"go!"
Seeing that nothing could be done, Voldemort finally gave the order to retreat.
The Death Eaters began to fight and retreat, evacuating towards the pier.
The wizards, mainly Aurors, were chasing after them, as if they intended to keep a few more of them, so that they could be imprisoned in Azkaban directly.
But in the end at least half of the Death Eaters escaped.
When they fled to the pier with difficulty, Voldemort immediately turned into black mist and chased after them.
Since Voldemort could fly, Dumbledore couldn't keep up with him.
But Scott felt he was simply choosing not to pursue.
If he really wants to pursue, Dumbledore only needs to let his phoenix out, and he can use the power of the phoenix to break through space and teleport anywhere.
In short, under Voldemort's deterrence, he and the remaining Death Eaters boarded the ship and left the island where Azkaban was located.
"The first operation after Voldemort's resurrection failed." Scott said with a smile, "Not only did the prison robbery fail, but it also led to more people being imprisoned."
Seriously speaking, no one took advantage of this night.
Whether it was Death Eaters, Covenants, or Aurors, people were wounded and even killed in battle.
In the real-time screen presented by [Magic Mirror], the wizards are already busy cleaning the battlefield.
Excluding those who died, the Death Eaters who were injured and could not escape had all been captured.
"What will become of the wizarding world?" Rimbaud asked.
"The melee is over, which means that everything has surfaced. The Ministry of Magic will also face reorganization, and the election of the Minister of Magic may become a new battlefield for the three parties."
Scott said.
"The superficial peace has completely left us."
As one can imagine, the Ministry of Magic still has a lot of troubles to face.
It's not just about re-election of ministers and power struggles.
Because the dementors have turned to Voldemort, how to adjust the management of Azkaban is a big problem.
But these things have nothing to do with Scott, and he doesn't care too much. What he thinks more about is how to take advantage of Medea's decline in strength after being cursed by Voldemort.
He thought, he had to plan well.
Maybe I have to take the initiative to go to the Sea of Oaks and talk to Savannah face to face.
Of course, what is more important is the passage that can lead to Avalon that is hidden in the Sea of Oaks.
Thinking about these questions, Scott climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Waking up the next morning, Scott received a letter from Luna.
Luna said in the letter that if possible, she would like to meet him as soon as possible.
"Maybe she predicted something again," Scott muttered.
He decided to go meet her.
Since Luna and the Weasleys lived in the same village, Scott knew their address - in the village of Ottery St Catchpole in Devon.
After breakfast, he turned into a peregrine falcon and flew south with Rimbaud.
At noon they landed on Ferret Hill, outside the village of Ottery San Catchpole.
Scott asked Rimbaud to deliver a letter to Luna. Half an hour later, Rimbaud took Luna to the hillside where Scott was.
The weather was a bit hot, and Luna wore a wide straw hat on her head, with a clump of wild grass and wild flowers inserted into it as decoration.
She was wearing a washed-white long dress, with several strings of strange necklaces hanging on her chest, a pair of slippers made of plant vines on her feet, and a straw basket in her hand.
"Long time no see, Scott."
After seeing Scott, Luna ran over with the straw hat in one hand and the basket in the other.
But she didn't notice her footing, and stepped into a rabbit hole and almost fell.
Scott reached out to help her, and said amusedly, "Fortunately, you didn't fall in, or you might end up in Wonderland like Alice."
"Oh, I really like Alice in Wonderland." Luna also laughed, "When I was a child, I tried to deliberately run after the rabbits on Ermine Mountain, trying to fall into the rabbit hole, but apparently, those rabbit holes are pretend Don't let me down."
She stroked her skirt, put the basket beside her, and sat on the grass with her knees hugged.
"My dad used to play the Mad Hatter at home to comfort me."
"You have a good father."
Scott sat down beside her and looked down at the village.
Luna nodded, put her chin on her knees, and also stared at the distant scenery with rapt attention.
After a while, Scott asked, "You asked me to meet, is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Oh..." Luna blinked, looking a little confused, "I don't know...but I know something must have happened...it will have a major impact on you...I'm a little worried..."
She raised her hand and pushed the brim of her hat, then turned to look at Scott.
"Maybe I have to see you to know something."
Although Luna was ambiguous, Scott understood what she meant, so he turned his head and looked at her.
Luna's silver-gray eyes immediately changed.
Scott didn't see his own reflection in it, only a hazy fog billowing.
Although very curious, he didn't rush her, but just waited quietly.
After a while, Luna spoke, and said in a fluttering tone, "It seems that many things have happened again, and that prophecy has come true."
Because of the magic contract he signed, Scott didn't try to hide anything.
He simply recounted his summer vacation experiences in a leisurely manner.
During the narration, the two shared the lunch brought by Luna, beef patties and sandwiches, and two bottles of Luna's special herbal tea.
"Did all that happen?"
After listening to Scott's narration, Luna held the glass bottle in her hand and turned her head to look into the distance.
"So you killed two wizards with your own hands."
She spoke in a declarative tone, and there was no accusation, no judgment, no other emotion in her tone.
"Yeah." Scott responded.
Luna fell silent.
Scott glanced at her, but said nothing.
He looked down the mountain again, trying to find the Burrow of the Weasley family, to see if the shape was as weird as the set in the movie.
Hmm...seems even weirder than in the movie.
Since the crooked shape of the Burrow, which seemed to be built with rotten blocks, was so conspicuous, he quickly found his target.
"That's the Weasleys' house," Luna said softly. "You heard Fred and George talk about it?"
"Yeah." Scott smiled, "It can only be said that it is very imaginative."
"There are too many children in their family, and every floor is temporarily added."
Luna also smiled slightly.
"You can go and play with your friends."
"No." Scott shook his head, "I came here temporarily, so I won't disturb you."
lest people have to be busy for the guests who come to the door suddenly.
Luna said "hmm", and the two fell into silence again.
Although they didn't speak, none of them felt embarrassed, and Scott felt quite comfortable.
The two spent the afternoon like this.
Most of the time they didn't speak, but occasionally they chatted a few words, but it was just chatting.
In comparison, both Luna and Rimbaud spoke more "children's language".
It wasn't until sunset that Scott stood up again.
"I'm leaving," he told Luna.
Luna nodded, "Be careful, I think you can do what you want, and you can accomplish a lot."
"Thank you." Scott laughed.
With a wave of his hand, Rimbaud stood on his left hand and at the same time activated the silver serpentine necklace, leaving the gold-edged girl in the light of the setting sun.
(End of this chapter)
