Chapter 797 Battle

"It is indeed Voldemort." Professor McGonagall looked at the person in the picture with a serious expression, "He is back again."

It's strange that Voldemort didn't destroy the image transmission device, maybe...

Does he think that being able to let the camera record what he does will allow more people to realize how powerful and irresistible he is?

"Principal Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall." The Student Union President ran over panting, "Many strange ghosts suddenly appeared in Hogwarts Castle. After being attacked by them, the ghosts in the castle seemed to disappear. …”

Professor McGonagall's eyes widened, "What did you say?"

Principal Dumbledore looked at Mr. Tanaka, "Is this the shikigami of your Neon Kingdom?"

Mr. Tanaka was also a little confused, but he still said, "Well, although I didn't see it, from the description, the shikigami can indeed do that kind of thing... But, it shouldn't be!"

He lowered his head and muttered, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What shouldn't happen?" Professor McGonagall interrupted his self-doubt displeasedly, "What on earth are they!"

Mr. Tanaka sighed, "It is the shikigami of the priest. To put it simply, it is the soul of a person who died tragically, and the spirit formed by the discarded items that were entrusted with the obsession of the original owner. However, this is impossible, in modern society Shikigami are no longer needed."

Professor McGonagall said that she was dizzy from the large number of modifications.

The student council president took a breath and continued, "Some students and parents have left, and the Weasley family expressed their willingness to receive them..."

Principal Dumbledore nodded and said seriously, "Molly and Arthur have worked hard. We have to send the students away quickly. Kerry, inform the others and use the Apparition and the fireplace as soon as possible..."

"Ah." The student council president was stunned for a moment and hurriedly interrupted the principal, "Um, principal, those people not only destroyed the anti-Apparition array at Hogwarts, but also built a new one themselves. We can't stop it at all."

Principal Dumbledore's face darkened. He tried it and found that he could no longer disapparate!

This speed is too fast!

"We can only fight." Principal Dumbledore murmured. He glanced at the screen and saw that his good student had disappeared. "You go and help deal with those vampires and Death Eaters. As for Voldemort."

Principal Dumbledore's words came to an abrupt end. He held the wand in his right hand and waved it in the air. The transparent shield blocked the powerful magic fluctuations. Voldemort's figure appeared like a black mist in front of Principal Dumbledore less than 3 seconds ago. meters place.

His face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he did not look like a living person.

"Dumbledore." He said in a hoarse voice, "Where is that boy?"

Principal Dumbledore felt the pain coming from his arm, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch, but he did not answer his question, "Tom, what gave you the courage to set foot on the land of the Rotten Kingdom again?"

Voldemort's face was sullen, and he was naturally very annoyed.

Everything went according to his plan, everything went smoothly, as it should have been.

They used a confusion spell to control a young wizard participating in the competition. It was very simple. As long as the child's desire for victory was stimulated, it was not difficult to induce him to turn the Goblet of Fire into a door key.

Moreover, they had back-ups. First, they had Gustav kill Dumbledore.

Gustav doesn't have Karkaroff's skills, so he was able to quickly control Durmstrang through unfair means.

In this case, it shouldn't be too simple to win over this kind of dark wizard. All you need to do is "give" him the magic book with the soul-stealing curse at a clever time, and then he will be one of your own.

As for the timing...

For example, when everyone sat down and talked about how to quickly elect Principal Durmstrang and let him represent the will of the board of directors in the Four-wizard Tournament.

As for how many of Durmstrang's directors are Death Eaters, well, there are countless of them.

Well, that's not important. What's important is that this guy missed.

But it didn't matter. They controlled several wizards who came to watch the game and used them to destroy the anti-Apparition circle at Hogwarts.

This is great. The vampires who were waiting in Hogsmeade Village all rushed into Hogwarts. In order to cause maximum damage, they jumped directly into the unsuspecting audience.

It is said that Saints will not fall twice in the same place. However, it is obvious that the Ministry of Magic of the corrupt country cannot have anything to do with Saints. It was clearly attacked once in the Quidditch Cup and became the laughing stock of the world. The result was still no improvement in the Final Four Cup.

The vampires were still killing everyone in the audience.

As expected, the Ministry of Magic cannot be expected to learn its lesson.

Principal Dumbledore no longer had any extra energy to deal with vampires. A few months ago, he was cursed by a vampire that could not heal wounds. His arms were bleeding all the time, which made the old man very uncomfortable.

Most importantly, it hurt.

The stinging pain from time to time can easily distract him when he is chanting a spell or dodging.

The seat turned into an angry bull, trampling and slamming into Voldemort, who was staring with red eyes.

Voldemort turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared from the place. The next moment, a huge python replaced the ground where Principal Dumbledore had just stood. It opened its mouth wide and carried an unbearable smell of fishy smell. From bottom to top, it seemed that He wanted to swallow Principal Dumbledore whole.

Unless you use apparation, it is difficult to escape at this time.

But Voldemort did not show a relaxed expression. He was still staring at the big snake rising into the sky, alert to possible attacks from all around at any time.

The old man in front of him is the greatest white wizard of this century, his teacher, and his guide. When he was still studying in school, he had already defeated the first generation of the Dark Lord, even though he was over a hundred years old. Now, the wizard with rich combat experience is still fighting on the front line.

No amount of caution is too much.

Besides, it was just a sneak attack. When had Dumbledore ever been afraid of a sneak attack? !

Suddenly, Voldemort seemed to feel something. He raised his wand and waved it forward to the left. A small silver round shield appeared in front of him, colliding with the light blue magic power.

The seats in the auditorium were thrown out, and no one dared to approach within a radius of ten meters. For safety reasons, Professor McGonagall and Ms. Maxim had taken everyone away from the paddock.

This resulted in no casualties.

Voldemort showed an evil smile, "Stun spell? Dumbledore, you are indeed a coward, you don't dare to kill anyone!"

"Really?" Principal Dumbledore's voice came from behind Voldemort, which made the Dark Lord's face change greatly. He turned around warily and looked behind him.

Silvery magic light filled his entire sight.