The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 701 Dark Clouds

"Pat-pat-pat"

Although it was daytime, the sky was already overcast. Voldemort stood quietly on the cliff opposite Hogwarts Island, surrounded by countless Death Eaters.

He looked at the thin silver film outside Hogwarts without saying a word, but instead slightly curled the corners of his mouth and walked to the main entrance of Hogwarts.

Standing across the long bridge, he saw the Ministry of Magic and the wizards of the Sorcerer Party standing on the other side.

"Miss Hamilton, would you be willing to speak with me?" Voldemort said quietly. "Perhaps we have a way—to end all this without bloodshed."

"She has nothing to talk to you about," Heero said slowly, standing on the other side of the bridge, wand in hand, her purple eyes fixed intently on Voldemort. "None of us have anything to talk to you about."

"No, no, no, no," Voldemort shook his head and said, "I've only come to ask Miss Hamilton for someone."

"If you hand over Harry Potter, I will spare Hogwarts."

"Do you think we'd believe you?" Hilo sneered. "Don't even mention handing over a student, we wouldn't do it even if we gave you a Galon."

"I see—" Voldemort shook his head slightly upon hearing this. "Then it seems the only way to end all this is in the most cruel way."

He said this and flicked his wand lightly.

The Death Eaters behind him all raised their wands.

"Buzz!"

The spell was flung out like a meteor, illuminating the already dim sky, before swaying and crashing into the barrier outside Hogwarts.

"The attack has begun." Hilo slightly lowered the badge on his collar.

Hearing the sound coming from the badge on her collar, Loila paced anxiously in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"Voldemort has begun his attack." She pursed her lips and looked at Mr. Lupin.

"I know, but it's already my fault for letting you get here, Loila," Lupin said, standing at the entrance of the auditorium. "You absolutely cannot leave."

"Ugh—" Of course, Loila was anxious. She had never had the experience of having someone else stand in front of her and die for her. Although she had made many plans, who could resist going out to help when they heard the rumbling of wands outside?

But looking at the serious Lupin in front of her, Loila knew that he would not allow her to go out no matter what.

Then we can only protect the school in the ways we can.

Although Royla herself cannot leave, her wand possesses a special ability—it can control things inside Hogwarts.

In other words—Loila flicked her wand lightly.

In Lupin's stunned gaze, the armor racks placed around the hall suddenly came to life, making a unified "clattering" sound, accompanied by the rubbing of armor. More than twenty armor racks, each holding a sword, slowly stepped out of the hall.

Moreover, not only in the Great Hall, but all the armor racks in Hogwarts came to life at that moment. Under the control of Royla's wand, they raised their weapons and marched in formation toward the square.

Seeing the armored figures heading to support Hogwarts, Loila didn't stop; she raised her wand high and swung it once more.

The giant stone knights on the roof of Hogwarts and the gargoyle statues on the eaves all come to life at this moment. This is a spell recorded in Dumbledore's memory, a protective barrier spell for Hogwarts.

At Loila's command, these massive stone pillars strode heavily toward the very front of Hogwarts.

But that's all there is to it—Loyal pursed her lips and gripped her wand tightly—this was all she could do for the wizards ahead.

But how much help can that really provide?

"This must be Royla's spell, right?" Hilo nodded slightly as he looked at the armored figures and stone pillars marching out in formation.

"That would greatly reduce the pressure of defending against the Death Eaters," Moody said slowly, his Mystic Eyes fixed on Voldemort, who stood quietly not far away. "But if we can't stop Voldemort, there's no chance at all."

"That's only natural," Shiloh said calmly. "But we'll stop him, won't we?"

"I guess so—I guess so!" Parkinson's voice trembled slightly, as if he realized this himself, and he said, "I'm not scared—I'm a little excited."

"I actually got to fight Voldemort one day!" he said, rubbing his wand. "If I killed him, could I become the savior?"

"If you can kill him, I think countless wizards would love to kiss your boots." Heero said with a smile, she slightly tightened her wand and looked at Voldemort. Her eyes met Voldemort's, and there was no fear in her eyes.

"That's about enough." Voldemort raised an eyebrow slightly. "I'll deal with the slightly stronger ones—your task is to kill everyone who resists."

"Except for Harry Potter and Hamilton," he cautioned, "I'm going to kill them with my own hands."

"Yes, Master." Snape, Bella, and the others beside him bowed slightly.

Voldemort slowly raised his wand and then swung it violently: "Avada Kedavra!"

A spell, as thick as a man, shot from the tip of the staff, like a meteorite crashing into the already cracked barrier; the battlefield...

Silence fell at that moment.

"Bang!"

The barrier's support reached its limit in an instant, and with a soft sound, it slowly fell from the sky like a burning newspaper.

One of the pieces spun around and landed in Voldemort's hand, making him smirk slightly.

"Let's begin the attack."

He held his wand forward: "Magic is power!"

At his command, all the Death Eaters cheered and surged toward Hogwarts like a tidal wave.

Not only at the main gate, but also at the wooden bridge at the back gate of Hogwarts, countless Death Eaters rushed in. Meanwhile, Death Eaters riding broomsticks and Dementors swooped down from the sky and swooped down on Hogwarts.

The Sorcerers, the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, the Order of the Phoenix, the Death Eaters, pure-blood wizards—every color on the spectrum of British wizarding is now mingling in the same inkwell—and with so many colors mixed together, the final result is only a deep black.

Just like the dark clouds hanging over everyone's heads.

Voldemort then revealed a cruel and chilling smile: "Miss Rosier—are you my first dance partner tonight?"

"Perhaps it's to take you to meet Merlin's dance partner," Hilo replied just as coldly.