Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"It's Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix! Master, leave! Someone has betrayed us!"

Bellatrix roared with a ferocious face and raised her wand to erect a barrier between her master and herself.

But her warning and reaction were too late.

It was the familiar anti-Apparition spell that blocked the escape route.

It was still the familiar water ball that wrapped Voldemort's body and pulled him away with irresistible force.

As time goes by, nothing seems to have changed, as if we have returned to that snowy glacier.

Except for the rage that burned even more fiercely.

Voldemort once again experienced the pain and powerlessness he had felt in the snowy north two years ago.

Chapter 460 Belated Reckoning

"Dumbledore! You old bastard!"

Voldemort, trapped in the water ball, was furious. He only had time to push away Barty who was protecting him before he fell into the trap prepared for him by Dumbledore again.

There aren't many people who can fight against Dumbledore with the Elder Wand. Maybe he could in his prime, but not now.

Not to mention being passively beaten unilaterally, at least they were stretched to the limit and could only defend themselves but had no power to fight back.

Behind the muffled sound of "ding-ding-dang-dang" is the dangerous collision of offense and defense, as well as the enormous consumption of magic power.

But what really made him angry to the point of going crazy was the battlefield not far away.

Barty Jr. and Bella, whom he relied on as his right-hand men, were suffering even more severe suppression and had been separated and out of his sight.

“Eric—!”

The roars coming from afar reveal the opponents and tests faced by the most loyal Death Eaters. This is a life-and-death struggle.

Avery, who was looking for an opportunity to escape, fell under the Killing Curse before he could even put his intention into practice. The one who did it was Mad-Eye Moody - his highly recognizable appearance could not be concealed even with a hood and robes.

In the blink of an eye, only Batti, who was besieged and struggling to hold on, was left out of the dozen people who came.

Voldemort's pale face was covered with a layer of gray and lifeless, which contrasted sharply with his rage.

He foresaw a horrible and sad future.

The people here are almost his last team, whom he can directly mobilize and whom he trusts to a certain extent.

If they were all killed today, it would surely cause grief among the remaining Death Eaters.

All his plans might come to naught.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth viciously, struggled to block a beam of red light, and cursed: "One day I will kill you, old dog, with my own hands! Just wait!"

As he spoke, the glass bottle hidden in his chest floated in front of him, the oak cork came out with a "pop", and the blood flowed and fell accurately into his mouth.

This was the last portion of blood he carried with him, and the amount was much larger than any he had drunk before.

This made the gloom on his face even heavier.

That is the curse brought by the unicorn blood, which affects not only the body, but also the most essential soul and spirit.

But soon it was covered by a sickly flush.

"boom"

The runaway magic power caused the close-fitting robe to flutter rapidly, and also caught Dumbledore, who was attacking wildly, off guard, forcing him to retreat a few steps briefly.

"This is..." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, without disguising his cold murderous intent at all.

He could sense that Voldemort had briefly gained a power barely comparable to that of his heyday.

"You're still a long way from here, Tom. I told you I'd give you a mortal death!"

Amidst the deep roar, a thin and seemingly weak red beam of light attacked again like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"Don't even think about it! No one can kill the great Voldemort! But you are the one who is about to die. I will send all the people you love to accompany you!"

Throwing harsh words in vain, Voldemort's eyes darted around, searching for a possible escape route - he had to take his most trusted subordinates, Bella and Barty, with him, and quickly.

After thinking it over, he took the initiative to challenge: "Do you think Bella will lose to that Mudblood boy?! Don't dream, Dumbledore! You can't stop us! Avada Kedavra!"

A powerful green light shot out from behind the shield, but was easily avoided by Dumbledore, and it blew down a large tree.

Then, a barrage of spells came, landing on his shield with a loud bang.

He was responded to not only by Dumbledore's tit-for-tat, but also by the elders of the Order of the Phoenix who came to reinforce him.

Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Dedalus Diggle, and Ephias Doge.

They are all real old faces, and each of them is a veteran and expert who has passed the first wizard test. They are all people who can go through several rounds if he does it himself.

This was exactly his purpose. If he could let these people cooperate with Dumbledore to surround and kill him, Barty would feel more relaxed.

He has always only thought about himself, and he also believes that a friend in need is a friend indeed. He will never abandon these two most loyal subordinates unless it is absolutely necessary.

Looking down at his broken body full of shame, he gritted his teeth, put up the shield magic he learned from Slytherin in front of him, and charged forward brazenly.

His target was Elphias Doge, an old wizard of the same age as Dumbledore and the weakest of the five.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Vulcan clears the way!"

With a loud shout, a raging lava fire rose from the ground, igniting the surrounding trees and turning into a huge circle of fire that enveloped him, leaving him with no way out.

Such a scene made Batti and Euphemia gasp in amazement, but they were more aware of their mission at the moment. Instead of hiding from the attack, they fought more bravely under the firelight.

Euphemia, who hides her strength, brings Brian and Sonya to make the three-on-one show look real.

When the battle was at its most intense, Bryan and Batty even turned their fake fight into reality. After a round of attack and defense, they left several wounds deep enough to see the bones on each other, and blood was spilled on the battlefield.

Besides being tragic, Voldemort, who was trapped in the fire, was also extremely anxious.

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The crowded main battlefield was extremely intense. In contrast, the area a few hundred meters away seemed much quieter.

Bellatrix fell motionless at the foot of the tree.

Silvery white limbs were scattered around the torso, with the wand among them.

She couldn't even blink and could only watch Lin En slowly approaching from a distance.

Two years later, she, who had planned to fight Lin En to the death with the help of her master's soul fragments and surging magic power, discovered in despair that the gap between them not only did not narrow, but became a world of difference.

She couldn't even defeat the few puppets thrown by the other party, and the powerful limbs given by the master were cut off by the sharp blade of magic.

"How does Sever's Shadowless Spell feel?" Lynn deliberately called out Snape's name affectionately, and waved his wand lightly, and a tiny flame burned the broken part of the wound. "I think this spell suits you best, doesn't it?"

Unable to speak, she stared at Lin En with murderous eyes, but received only cold ridicule in return.

This almost drove her crazy.

"Do you remember what I said to you last time? I want you to die the same way your loser husband died - in fact, I had already succeeded, but I didn't expect that your master would actually be willing to turn a useless person like you into a Horcrux. But this is a blessing in disguise. You are useful to me again. I should thank him."

Lynn said slowly, her calm tone bringing out Bella's deepest fears.

She opened her eyes wide, unable to figure out how the other party knew this.

There is a traitor!

This kid has hidden a lot of strength!

I must find a way to tell the master!

She racked her brains, but could do nothing and could only waste time in powerlessness and anger.

This is exactly the effect Lin En wanted.

He raised his wand calmly: "So, this time I will give you a new way to die. Not now, but after we have dug out the last bit of your value."

"Woo——"

She struggled, almost breaking free from the magical restraints, but in the end it was in vain.

"By the way, you are our real target today." Lynn looked at her with contempt, his tone cold, "Goodbye, the biggest idiot in the Black family. I hope you will be smarter in your next life. Soul out of the body!"

"Woo!"

The eyes, which were filled with fear, murderous intent and despair, became empty again after the violent struggle.

The stiff body - or rather what was left of it - relaxed and fell limply to the ground.

Just at this moment, a rolling heat wave came from afar.

"This old man with a crooked nose is making quite a lot of noise." After taking a look from a distance, Lynn said softly, "It looks like the first act of this drama is almost over... Frank, Alice, I'll leave this damn woman to you to deal with yourself."

Runefire emerged from nowhere, turning Voldemort's magical prosthesis into ashes.

With infinite loyalty to Voldemort and infinite hatred towards Dumbledore and Lynn, Bellatrix Lestrange fell in this beautiful Eastern European forest.

No one will be able to save her life.

Chapter 461: Trapped

When Lynn returned and stood before Voldemort unharmed, he had reached the end of his rope.

The first time he saw Lin En, he was stunned at first, and then showed unprecedented rage.

He knew that his faithful servant was finished.

"Damn you Mudblood! How could you...!"

Before he could finish his words, a sharp ice cone came at him at high speed and almost pierced him through. It also completely destroyed the breakout momentum he had created with great difficulty and he fell back into the encirclement.

"Do you think I will stand still? Idiot." Lynn shook his wand vigorously, as if he had touched something dirty. "Or do you think that stupid woman can stop me or even kill me? That's ridiculous. Now it's your turn!"

The murderous words frightened Voldemort. He instinctively felt a sense of crisis and retreated repeatedly.

However, Lynn only feinted at him, and only fired a few floating guns to double-team him, while he turned around and attacked Batty, who was already stretched to the limit.

"Not only do you have no nose, you also have no brains! I'm going to send these two guys down to wait for you today, Issa!"

The meaning of bone-chilling pain is particularly striking in this late autumn, even faintly overshadowing the scorching heat of the fire.

"No! Barty!——"

Voldemort's eyes widened, not even caring about the siege from the people around him. He raised his shield and was about to rush to help, but was forcibly stopped by Dumbledore.

He could only watch as the forest in front of him turned into a world of ice and fire, and his only remaining arm that he could rely on was also swallowed up by the endless ice, and he was about to die on the spot.

"You! Hugh! Want!!!!!"

"boom--"

The surging black magic power stirred up a huge wave of air, instantly blowing away Moody and the other four who were still dozens of meters away. Even Dumbledore couldn't help but step back slightly, deliberately showing a solemn expression.

He left only the slightest flaw, which was caught by Voldemort in his rage. Like a black ghost passing through a wall of fire, he rushed to Batty's side first.

"Lynn, be careful! Aiwaz!"

Euphemia exclaimed and hurried for reinforcements, and the phantom of the yew tree instantly merged into one, but then suddenly disappeared.

"Click——"

Not until the phantom dissipated did the shining green light come into view, and the sound of the world tree collapsing came even later.

The ultimate defense that depended on their lives was broken, and blood flowed from the corners of Lynn and Euphemia's mouths at the same time. Their powerful aura suddenly weakened, and it was obvious that they were seriously injured.

Brian and Sonya rushed to the rescue, and together with the Order of the Phoenix who continued to arrive, they protected them behind them and prepared to fight Voldemort.

"Boy! If you want to fight me, you are far from this mudblood girl!"

Although he was extremely shocked that his Killing Curse was blocked, Voldemort did not show it at all. Instead, he looked arrogantly at the shocked people and Dumbledore who arrived a step slower.

The blush on his face had faded, and the gray deathly aura had become even deeper, but his breath was still extremely strong.

Looking at Dumbledore grimly, he said in the cruelest tone: "You two will pay for Bella's death, and everyone else today! Voldemort will find out your true identity, and not a single one will be left behind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, picking up Batty, who was badly injured and had an ice pick stuck in his lower abdomen.

The black shadow disappeared into the sky, and even the anti-Apparition magic could not stop it.