Chapter 106: The Battlefield

Whether Neville wants it or not, he has become the new savior, a star of hope for the majority of ordinary wizards, and a desire to kill many Death Eaters.

However, it has come to this point that even if Dumbledore is out of the horse, most people are skeptical just by paying lip service. There had to be an absolute victory to strengthen everyone's confidence, and of course he had to fight in order to make a name for himself as Neville's savior.

Fighting, although Neville was very afraid, he was afraid that his feet were weak and his heart was flustered. But the thought that his opponent was a Death Eater, the murderer who had killed his parents so badly, burned violent anger within him.

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill all those murderers!

Unwilling to stay in the memory, the person who can't call his name has come again, and he also has the liliang to vent his pain.

Neville recognized Dumbledore's offer as the new savior, and he had been waiting since that day.

Time didn't dampen his enthusiasm, and within a few days, the well-prepared Order of the Phoenix was ready to give Neville a cheer.

A victory was used to speak for Neville, for which Dumbledore decided to take matters into his own hands just in case.

With Dumbledore joining, the morale of the members of the Order of the Phoenix has been greatly boosted, and as long as Dumbledore is there, they have stood on an undefeated position in this battle. The Death Eaters also received inside information, and Voldemort was ready to test Dumbledore for himself if he was old and decrepit.

Of course, the death-fearing and selfish Voldemort did not dare to risk himself, he recruited a large number of dark wizards and dark creatures as cannon fodder a few days in advance, and even most of the core members of the Death Eaters were summoned back by him.

Lucius Malfoy, Big and Little Sterling are among them.

In Hogsmeade, the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters assembled at the same time on both sides of the village. Densely packed with people.

From one side of the village, you can feel the tense and solemn atmosphere on the other side.

"After a while, you should be careful not to approach those dangerous people. Don't rush too fast! ”

Although it was not the first time that Sephiroth had fought a battle, such a large-scale war was not comparable to the hunting of a wizard or magical creature in the past.

For this shijie wizard, no matter how strong you are on the battlefield, as long as you are not careful, you may be planted in the hands of a student.

Big Sterling was afraid that Sephiroth would be killed if he lost his mind during the battle, and he was depressed without even noticing that the stray bullet was accidentally killed.

"Don't worry, father, it's not the first time I've been in battle."

Sephiroth replied with a nonchalant flick of his hair.

"Nonsense, can this kind of battlefield compare to those previous battles? Anyway, you give me a little bit to hide, I don't want Sterling's bloodline to be interrupted in my generation. ”

Although Sephiroth also has two older sisters, for wizards whose concepts are still at the end of the Middle Ages, the heir to the family is only men, and can the daughter who marries still inherit the bloodline?

On the other side, Dumbledore was also cheering for Neville, who was about to go to war for the first time. Of course, Neville and Sephiroth were far from comparable, and Dumbledore didn't expect Neville to deal with the enemy himself, he just pretended to be behind and waved his flag, and Zuihou was under Dumbledore's command to take out some Death Eater who was ready to be seriously wounded and dying.

"Neville, listen, I'm not here to send you to death, someone will protect you in a while, you must not leave their side, you know?"

A novice like Neville would kill him even if he was a stray bullet on the battlefield, and Dumbledore had to divide a few of his already small wizards to protect him.

If the new Savior, who had just been pushed out, had been killed in his first battle with the evil Death Eaters, Dumbledore would have become a joke in the wizarding world. Moreover, this is also quite a terrible blow to morale.

"But, Professor...... I, I want to fight too! ”

Neville clenched his fists and craned his neck with a courage he had never seen in his life.

"No, but!"

It's a pity that his wish is destined to be an extravagant hope, Neville is just a prop that Dumbledore uses to stabilize people's hearts, how can Neville stand on the front line and fight hard.

If Neville joined the fray, even Dumbledore wouldn't dare boast that he would be okay in the presence of so many Death Eaters.

Neville pursed his lips, his teeth clucking, and a faint smell of blood diffused in his mouth.

"This is the battlefield, Neville."

McGonagall didn't know how to comfort the poor boy, so she patted him on the shoulder and sighed.

Little by little, the sun began to set, and the Death Eaters formed their ranks, leading the boss Voldemort and marching towards the Orders of the Phoenix's defensive positions.

They were all in a village, not far apart, and after walking for a while, Sephiroth saw rows of Order of the Phoenix members on the opposite side, and Dumbledore stood between Neville with him.

In the camp of the Order of the Phoenix, Sephiroth saw many familiar faces.

Professor Lupin, Professor McGonagall, the Weasleys, and the former Auror Moody, most of them were Muggle wizards, and even some Squibs were included. I don't know what those squibs are for, isn't the Order of the Phoenix even looking for wizards?

The two armies were facing each other, and no one dared to make the first move. Both the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters were nervous, in fact, the people at the bottom on both sides did not want to fight, and once the fight began, no one could guarantee their own safety.

Sephiroth spun his wand around his fingers and re-tightened his grip on it, looking forward to the time to kill.

Voldemort's conversation with Dumbledore must have ended on an unhappy note, and if they could have done so, the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix wouldn't have been as dead-ending as they are now.

"Dumbledore, is your savior such a fleshy little tear bag next to you? Haha, look at his feet, shaking, it's so pitiful, he was pushed out to death by a cold-blooded and ruthless person like you. ”

Voldemort only glanced at Neville's slightly trembling legs through the gap, and immediately laughed with joy.

"Huh, nonsense! I, I'm, I'm, no. ”

Hearing Voldemort's ridicule, Neville's face flushed with shame, and he wanted to retort a few words, but when he saw Voldemort's scarlet eyes, his courage didn't know where to fly.

“hahahaha！”

The Death Eaters behind Voldemort had already burst into laughter, and such an uncompetitive idiot had also been brought up, which showed that Dumbledore was really skilled.

"Bag!"

Sephiroth scolded secretly, just like this, Dumbledore was embarrassed to let him go to the battlefield, didn't he come to die?

"We're going to win, this savior?"

The Death Eaters, who were still a little jealous of such a great word as savior, were completely relieved.

Hey?

Could this be what Dumbledore really was for?

For a moment, Sephiroth's mind was full of thoughts.

"Well, Tom, you still have time to repent!"

Dumbledore snorted, and the surging magic frightened the presumptuous Death Eaters into shutting their mouths.

Standing in front of the greatest wizard of the century, even if Dumbledore can't kill all the Death Eaters, it's still no problem to kill a few Epsom Fires.

The corners of Voldemort's evil smile suddenly curved, his face was extremely cold, and he didn't bother to say anything in the face of such an "unacquainted" Dumbledore.

I saw Voldemort's big hand wave into the sky, and a strange black light appeared in the air, and a hideous black mark appeared in the air, and a large number of werewolves and trolls suddenly appeared behind the Order of the Phoenix, and a large group of terrifying Dementors floated in the sky to the right of the Order of the Phoenix.

The appearance of the Dark Mark represents Voldemort's declaration of war against Dumbledore, and the battle has officially begun.

The Death Eaters showed no mercy, and immediately raised dozens of various spells from the Death Eaters' camp.

However, the Order of the Phoenix was disrupted by the werewolves and trolls that suddenly appeared in the rear, and because not every wizard could deal with the [Guardian of the Gods] spell against the Dementors, in order to single out those who specifically dealt with the Dementors, they had to rearrange the team, and the result was a beat slower than the Death Eaters.

This is a beat slower, and the difference is not a little bit, and suddenly the lineup of the Order of the Phoenix is chaotic. Many people couldn't dodge because of the crowded companions around them, so they could only watch with their eyes open and watch the spell hit their chests.

As the battle began, the Death Eaters charged forward, and Sephiroth, who was standing in the middle of the Death Eaters, was also dragged into the camp of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Die! [Divided]"

However, Sephiroth immediately entered the battle mode, and with full concentration, he scanned the 360-degree range around his body, and in the belief that he was the first to strike, he raised his hand and launched an attack on his nearest wizard of the Order of the Phoenix.

With one blow, Sephiroth got his own blood.

The face of the wizard of the Order of the Phoenix who was hit by his spell changed, his chest cavity exploded directly, and his internal organs splattered everywhere, and he was hopeless at first glance.

Suddenly, Sephiroth was bumped in the back, and he involuntarily took two steps forward, and an orange spell was shooting at him.

Damn, there are bastards who have black hands!

Before he was forced to step into the trajectory of the spell in front of him, Sephiroth instantly understood that the guy he thought was his own wanted to kill him.

However, Sephiroth didn't have time to think about it, and the spell was just around the corner. Whether you want to seek revenge on that person or not, if you don't want to die, you have to block this blow first.

"[Curse Rebellion]"

Sliding his wand as fast as he could in his life, Sephiroth opened and closed his lips and spat out the incantation.

In the nick of time, the tip of Sephiroth's staff was pointed at the incoming spell.

"Whew~"

The spell was returned, though Sephiroth didn't even know who had shot it. It's the battlefield, it's full of stray bullets, and it's impossible to tell which spell was cast by whom.

"[Obstacles], [Broken bones]"

Originally, I wanted to find the bastard who had done the trick on me before, but immediately a wizard from the Order of the Phoenix saw the stunned Sephiroth thinking that there was an opportunity to sneak attack, and Sephiroth was angry and put aside his thoughts on the spot and fought with the wizard.

A [heavy obstacles] made the opponent involuntarily slow down the pace of the charge, and the sneak attack was interrupted, but the other party seemed to be the elite of the Order of the Phoenix, and actually a [Phantom Transfer] dodged the smashing spell.

Sephiroth didn't intend to let go of this person who dared to sneak up on him, and chased after him directly.

This is the battlefield, there are swaying wizards everywhere, and the air is full of stray bullets, and it is impossible to dodge far with [Phantom Transfer] here, almost all of them dodge half a meter or a meter away to avoid spells, so Sephiroth has not lost his goal.

"[Quick Imprisonment]"

With a flick of the wrist, another spell shot straight into the opponent's chest.

The wizard who had just come out of the [Phantom Transfer] and had not yet gained a firm foothold had a bitter expression, and Sephiroth saw that the other party quickly turned his wand upside down and pointed at him a few times, and the spell exploded ten centimeters in front of him.

No!

Sephiroth frowned and looked intently.

The spell should have hit, it was the armor spell that blocked his spell.

"I see you can block a few shots. [Fierce Fire]"

Sephiroth fired several lashes at the wizard who had blocked his attack, and the winged serpent formed by the pitch-black flames swooped out towards the wizard of the Order of the Phoenix.

The Fire Spell is an uncontrollable spell that summons more and more powerful fires that can take the form of monsters and hunt down everything that can burn without distinction between friend and foe, much more powerful than the fire produced by the spell "Flame Blazing".

However, Sephiroth didn't think about controlling it, anyway, this is a battlefield, if anyone is burned to death, blame yourself for being too poor.

The wizard who faced Sephiroth looked at it, and his face changed on the spot, even he couldn't stop this kind of spell, but fortunately, after the block just now, he had relieved his breath. The moment is a turn, and another [Phantom Transfer] runs far away. This kind of dangerous spell should be left to those skilled wizards, such as a certain old man with a white beard, or an old bee at Hogwarts.

Sephiroth sneered and raised his hand again, but before he could deliver the next blow, the wizard fell with a scream. It turned out that someone took advantage of his unpreparedness and gave him a glimpse behind him, a Death Eater, but since everyone wore masks, Sephiroth didn't know who the guy who snatched his head was.

But the other party helped him save a little effort, which is a good thing.

Anyway, the Death Eaters didn't rely on their exploits to gain power.