The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 702 Battle at the Main Gate

"Avada Kedavra!" The spells rained down, with neither the Vigilantes, the Ministry of Magic, nor the Death Eaters showing any restraint.

The ghastly green spells rained down on the battlefield, leaving no room for mercy; every wand was swung with the sole aim of killing the opponent.

The enormous statue collapsed with a crash, the railings of the stone bridge were dismantled and thrown out one by one, and the stone walls of the castle crumbled under the bombardment of the curse.

Almost the instant the battle began, the swirling spells made Hogwarts never the same again.

In the midst of such a chaotic battlefield, there was a small empty space where only four people stood together.

Voldemort bowed slightly as he looked at the three people in front of him: "They're all old friends."

"You are not worthy to see her," Shiloh said, raising her wand.

"If I kill you all—can she still hold back?" Voldemort chuckled softly, then flicked his wand in the next second.

A silent killing curse was directed at Parkinson, who knew which of the three was the weak point.

But even Parkinson, whose weakness was being exploited, remained vigilant. He instinctively raised his wand and swung it to deflect Voldemort's attack.

Although he was somewhat embarrassed and had to take a few steps back, he did not lose his fighting ability.

"Whoosh!" As Voldemort launched his attack, Heero did not hesitate at all. With a flick of her wand, the surrounding stones transformed into various ferocious beasts that charged toward Voldemort.

Meanwhile, Moody raised his wand to provide cover for Parkinson, who was temporarily unable to defend himself against the attack.

The four of them were locked in a fierce battle, their figures visible even from the clock tower of Hogwarts.

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Hermione pursed her lips as she watched the battle in the Great Hall Square, then immediately bent down and began drawing a magic circle.

Not only her, but the other students were also busy drawing magic circles.

Even amidst the endless clamor of the battle outside Hogwarts Castle, they had to calm down and draw the magic circle.

"Don't get distracted!" The professors standing next to them reminded them. To prevent possible sneak attacks, each group of students drawing magic circles had a professor standing next to them.

Professor McGonagall warned, "Watch out for the intersection of the magic circles!"

Although she said that, her eyes were fixed on the battle in the square. Watching the wizards from the Ministry of Magic and the Sorcerers fight so hard, she couldn't help but tighten her grip on her wand.

Moreover, she could continuously hear the sound coming from the badge on her collar.

The voices came from the leaders of various battlefields; they were either exchanging intelligence or requesting support. Only Shiloh's channel was eerily silent at this moment.

Only the occasional scream of a curse lets the listener know that she is still fighting.

"Remus!"

"Absolutely not!"

The hall had become a resting place for injured wizards. Wizards were constantly being carried in, and then the wizards carrying them would immediately rush out again.

Seeing the wizards injured because of her, Loila couldn't help but look at Lupin in front of her.

But he was frighteningly calm at that moment.

"We're all pawns, Loila," he said slowly. "If you succeed—none of this will have happened, will it?"

He gripped his wand tightly, saying, "So I won't let you leave here."

"I----"

Loila knew her own importance, but she just couldn't bear to see this happen—she couldn't bear to see her friends, her students, her compatriots fighting and dying on the front lines while she could only wait helplessly.

"Is there anyone else who can fight?" At that moment, the auditorium doors were flung open, and Mr. Scrimgeour, looking disheveled, strode in and shouted, "Everyone who can fight, come with me!"

"Except for you, Miss Hamilton!"

At Scrimgeour's angry shout, Loila pursed her lips and stopped, while Lupin beside her showed no intention of leaving.

He stood beside Loila, calmly watching the injured wizard slowly get up and then walk out of the hall.

"The battle over there was incredibly intense." At the back door of Hogwarts, Tonks pursed his lips as he looked at the long bridge that had collapsed in front of him.

Their battle was much simpler; they just needed to destroy the long bridge and then be careful not to let the Death Eaters build another one.

"Why don't you go and support Lupin?" Sirius, sensing her meaning, said slowly, "Their main attack is on that side—the few of us here are enough."

"Is it okay?" Tonks pursed her lips, but she only asked and left without waiting for an answer.

Not only at the back door, but wizards in other locations also became aware of the fierce battle at the front door. hope, located in the principal's office at the back...

Miss Rui is constantly directing wizards from all directions to support the main gate.

At the main gate, even with the combined efforts of the Vigilantes and the wizards of the Ministry of Magic, they were still at a significant numerical disadvantage, a disadvantage that armor stands and stone blocks could not change.

As the spells flew, Hilo noticed that his own men were dwindling in number, retreating in batches towards the auditorium.

"The main gate is no longer holding out." After deflecting Voldemort's attack, Shiloh quickly used her badge to say, "Royla, move towards the Room of Requirement immediately!"

"And the wounded should also be treated immediately—"

"Bang!"

She instinctively turned her head to the side, dodging Voldemort's deadly attack, but this also meant she only got half of what she was going to say.

"Don't get distracted while fighting me." Compared to Heero, Parkinson, and Moody, who were all panting, Voldemort seemed completely at ease. He raised an eyebrow, looking at the three with interest, especially Heero, and said, "Miss Rosier, you are a pure-blood wizard. How about joining my team?"

"I can assure you that I am absolutely greater than Grindelwald."

"Foolish!" Shiloh roared. "You don't even have the right to mention his name."

"You're nothing but a clown imitating him."

Her words angered Voldemort, who raised his wand and unleashed another spell.

However, this attack was not aimed at Shiloh, but went straight for Moody.

"Bang!" Moody dodged the spell in a sorry state, but Voldemort's attack came again the next second.

His prosthetic leg unexpectedly broke at that moment, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Moody, watch out for the curse!" Even though Shiloh warned him at this moment, it was of no use. Moody was hit directly in the chest by a Killing Curse, and then he flew backward and died without a sound.

Damn it—the magic barrier around Moody had already been shattered by Voldemort—in other words—he was dead.

"Moody is dead, repeat—Moody is dead."

Hearing the voice from the badge, Loila trembled slightly in the corridor.

Although she hadn't met Mr. Moody many times, knowing that someone she knew had died still made her a little...

"Parkinson, get out of here immediately!" Miss Shiloh's voice came through the badge again. "I can hold him off here by myself!"