Volume 8: In this Hogwarts without the Dark Lord Chapter 527 The Second Time
At the moment when the purebloods present made their declaration.
A huge roar suddenly sounded!
A dazzling flame appeared where the Death Eaters gathered, instantly engulfing the two villains in black robes, while the rest reacted and quickly dodged.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the already wavering Death Eaters began to panic. They knew very well that only the Aurors could launch a sudden attack at this time, and it was obvious that Voldemort had not yet fully risen up and had no intention of causing trouble, which meant that they could not yet fully state their position.
If the Aurors discovered that they were attending such a gathering, they would be in big trouble.
These Death Eaters, who had just taken the oath, had already thought about escaping within a few seconds, but because Voldemort was still in front of them, no one took action for the time being.
They came to this place to show their loyalty and attitude to Voldemort. Similarly, in the current situation, Voldemort should also give them confidence.
Voldemort, who has returned after more than ten years but has no physical body and can only appear in an illusory form, can now be proven whether he still has the ability to be an enemy of the entire wizarding world.
At the moment the explosion sounded, the Death Eaters who had escaped from Azkaban and were closest to Voldemort stood up vigilantly.
Their loyalty has been tested, and even after more than ten years of torture at the hands of Death Eaters, this loyalty has become an almost perverted obsession.
Wormtail even grabbed the golden cup. He knew what was more important to Voldemort at this moment.
Of course, this is not to say that he is more loyal than Bella and others, but among these people, he is the most timid and knows very well what his only support is. Only as long as Voldemort is around can he have a chance of survival.
Voldemort's eyes, floating in the air, became extremely sharp. He looked towards the deep entrance, and Dumbledore, wearing a blue robe, walked out.
"Dumbledore!"
The black fog was spreading and the name came out of his mouth.
Dumbledore was also looking at him. The Voldemort in the golden cup showed him when he had just graduated from Hogwarts and was still working in Borgin and Burke's.
Younger and more seductive.
"It's been a long time, Riddle."
Dumbledore responded softly with a greeting, but his hands did not stop moving. Before countless Death Eaters around him subconsciously pointed their wands at him, golden-red flames lit up from his body!
Behind him, the Aurors also filed out! Jon didn't hesitate at all, and aimed directly at the golden cup, like an arrow, flying through the air!
The scene became extremely chaotic.
The moment Dumbledore and the Aurors appeared, Lucius and other Death Eaters on the outermost edge did not subconsciously react by fighting back. Instead, they quickly put on the hoods of their robes and pulled the brims down to cover their faces.
The Aurors had already arranged their tactics, knowing that these fence-sitters posed the least threat in such a situation. They were not their first target, so they simply aimed directly at the core Death Eaters surrounding the golden cup!
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Fainted!"
"Expelliarmus!"
"Everyone is petrified!"
Countless spells were chanted, illuminating the sky, which had already darkened with the setting sun, with colorful lights.
Voldemort's black mist rose in the air, fighting against Dumbledore's fire, but even the worst wizard present could see that the black mist was already at a disadvantage in the initial collision.
At this time, Jon had rushed to within five meters of the gold cup!
There were five or six Death Eaters in front of him who were resisting, and almost all of them were John's acquaintances.
Bella and her husband Rodolphus, Rabastan, Brandon, Dolohov, Wormtail...
It couldn't be more familiar.
"Where did this little brat come from!"
Bella screamed, and the tip of her wand was already lighting up with a pale green light!
However, before she could utter the killing curse, an invisible sharp blade had already slashed across her neck, which was so white that it was almost sickly!
Scarlet blood gushed out, and Bella's face still maintained that ferocious look, but the vitality in her eyes had already disappeared!
John didn't feel any psychological pressure at all about killing Bella again. He just felt that he was different now. He had to fight to the point of using a knife before, but now a spell was enough.
Blood splattered in the air, and until Bella's body fell, Rodolphus and others had not yet reacted.
Before the two of them started to cast spells, John had already grabbed the collar of the two Lestrange brothers with one hand each, and his sharp blade moved around him invisibly. It was obvious that John's control over the spell had reached perfection. Each of his sharp blades hit the fatal parts of their bodies, and there was no bloody scene before the two brothers died together.
At this time, the door was wide open, and Jon only had a wormtail left facing the golden cup!
The wizard who looked like a fat rat held the golden cup tightly in his arms, as if it was his only life-saving straw, and looked at Jon who had come to him with fear on his face.
But before Jon could do anything, a spell had already passed by him and hit the trembling Wormtail!
Lily walked through the battlefield with an indifferent look on her face, and followed Jon to the core location where the golden cup was.
Just like John killing the Lestranges again, Lily had no pressure at all about killing Wormtail again.
Now she has long gotten rid of the low-level interest of revenge. What does Insecttail and Snape matter to her? When Voldemort can be really killed, that will be the real revenge.
As Wormtail fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, the Hufflepuff gold cup also fell to the ground!
Voldemort, who was still in a stalemate with Dumbledore in mid-air, saw that something was wrong and there was no way he could continue. He had not expected that his men would be so weak that they could not even hold on for a few minutes.
"waste!"
The angry curses were so abrupt in the noise that the black fog completely abandoned Dumbledore and surged towards the direction of John and Lily.
But Jon didn't even look at him at this time, he just pointed his wand at the golden cup.
A fierce fire exploded!
