The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 616 Saving Headmaster Dumbledore

Avada Kedavra!

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"Buzz!"

The pale green spell hurtled toward Dumbledore, but was blocked by the statue he toppled with a flick of his wand.

The Ministry of Magic was in complete chaos, with broken glass, walls, and collapsed statues and buildings everywhere.

Dumbledore faced Voldemort and his four most powerful Death Eaters all by himself.

This was not due to the power of his own spells, but rather to the somewhat complex and rugged terrain of the Ministry of Magic itself.

Dumbledore constantly shifted and moved, relying on various corridors and walls. Even if he was surrounded by five people, he actually only needed to face a maximum of two at a time.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Voldemort seized the opportunity to unleash a vicious Killing Curse, but Dumbledore flicked it aside with his wand. After that, Dumbledore was even able to launch a counterattack with his wand, temporarily repelling Bella who wanted to take the opportunity to attack him.

Seeing Dumbledore seemingly growing stronger with each battle, Voldemort remained completely calm. He knew perfectly well that the old man was walking a tightrope – seemingly able to calmly face the attack of five men, but in reality, the slightest carelessness would cost him his life.

Voldemort watched as two Death Eaters attacked Dumbledore, and he immediately stepped back and raised his wand.

With a flick of his wand, the shattered fragments of the statue floated into the air and poured out towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's solution was to wand behind him, punching a hole in the wall, and then disappearing into the room, thus avoiding Voldemort's barrage of bullets and the onslaught of the Killing Curse.

"This old guy is as slippery as an eel—" Bella muttered, then raised her wand and flicked it, blasting a larger hole in the wall.

The next second, a spell flew straight out of the smoke and dust from the gap and was deflected by Voldemort.

"Dumbledore, what's the point of this charade?" Voldemort shouted, looking at the hole. "You're just stalling for time."

"Delaying time is enough," came Dumbledore's voice. He did not appear from behind the wall, and Voldemort could only hear his voice.

"Isn't time what you lack most right now?" Dumbledore's calm voice ignited Voldemort's anger, and he unleashed a spell aimed at the source of the voice.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

"boom!"

A huge hole was blasted open in the wall, but Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen.

Just as the five were stunned, a spell was thrown from the side room and hit Bella, sending her flying backward.

"You're asking for it, Dumbledore!"

The fact that one of his men had been knocked unconscious fueled Voldemort's uncontrollable rage. He raised his wand and flicked it, sending a ball of ghastly green flame hurtling toward Dumbledore.

He had reached his limit. He was going to use Fiendfire to burn down the entire Ministry of Magic, including Dumbledore, and turn it all to ashes!

Seeing this, the other three Death Eaters also raised their wands. With their help, the fire serpent that had just been spat out rapidly increased in power, turning into a fire storm capable of devouring everything in just a few seconds.

"Hahahaha!" Voldemort laughed triumphantly as he watched Dumbledore be engulfed in flames.

Even Dumbledore, without the ability to Apparate, would not be able to escape the flames—the raging fire would kill him completely.

But before his laughter had even finished, he saw a crack appear in the flames.

Dumbledore walked straight out of the flames, and the flames smoldered as if they had seen a king.

Damn it!

This familiar scene left a deep impression on Voldemort, as Hamilton had walked into his flames in the same way several years earlier.

Voldemort felt disgusted by Dumbledore's repeated use of the same trick.

"Avada Kedavra!"

He flicked his wand, and the other three Death Eaters standing beside him also waved their wands at the same time.

As the four Killing Curses came, Dumbledore raised his wand high. After deflecting the first one, Voldemort's Killing Curse, a phoenix flew out from his sleeve and swallowed the rest of the Killing Curses in one gulp.

This sudden turn of events startled the Death Eaters, while only Voldemort gritted his teeth and watched as Dumbledore raised his wand once more.

what's next?

"You've used the necklace, and you've used the phoenix—Dumbledore, now it's your death day!" Voldemort said viciously, staring intently at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore simply smiled and said, "So what?"

"Time has come to my side."

"court death!"

"Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort roared, unleashing a spell that Dumbledore didn't even flinch at.

Just as the Killing Curse was about to strike Dumbledore, a flash of silver light appeared before him.

"Bang!"

The Death Curse was deflected by the person who appeared in the silver light and flew away into the distance like a shooting star.

As Voldemort watched the person slowly emerge from the silver light, he gripped his wand tightly.

"Loila Hamilton!" His angry voice echoed throughout the Ministry of Magic, causing Loila, who had just stepped out, to purse her lips.

What are you angry about?! I'm even angrier—I almost got hit by a killing curse as soon as I came out. If I hadn't reacted quickly, the magic barrier would have been triggered!

But—it seems my arrival was just in time?

Looking at Voldemort and the other three Death Eaters in front of her, Royla twitched her ears slightly.

"It's been a long time, Miss Hamilton."

Dumbledore's familiar voice came from behind her, and Loila felt a sense of helplessness.

I didn't want to come to save you either—if only the people from the Wind Society hadn't been unable to get here immediately—if only I were the only one who could Apparate at Hogwarts—

However, it was thanks to the raging flames outside that the Ministry of Magic's Anti-Apparition Charm was broken; otherwise, Royla's arrival would have taken a while.

I should have come a little later—but if I had come later, I think Dumbledore wouldn't have been so foolish as to take the Killing Curse head-on.

That old guy must have done it on purpose, right?

"Miss Hamilton, how is Hogwarts?" Dumbledore asked slowly in front of Voldemort, as if on purpose.

"Hmm—" Loila pursed her lips and said, "The Order of the Phoenix and the professors are in contact with the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic—"

"They also realized something was wrong—and then—and then Remus and the others will be here soon—"

Dumbledore chuckled softly upon hearing this, then looked at Voldemort and said, "Tom, it seems your plan isn't foolproof after all."

""

Voldemort's face was extremely grim. He stared at Dumbledore and Royla, gripping his wand tightly, and said, "Do you think Hamilton's arrival will make a difference?"

"It's just adding another corpse to the list!"

As he finished speaking, he flicked his wand.

A cold, almost terrifying atmosphere enveloped them. Dumbledore's expression changed slightly, while Royla's face turned deathly pale.

The Dementors have arrived.