Chapter 113: Behind

"Tom, how dare you come here!" Professor Horace was furious, and his magic was still strengthened under his hands.

"That's thanks to your teachings, Professor." Voldemort easily "added" the magic on his wand, enjoying the horror of his students when they heard him reveal himself, and the surprise of his former mentor, and complacent.

With the students' screams in the background, although Professor Horace is not as powerful as Voldemort, he can still withstand Voldemort's attack, and he can drag Voldemort and can't take care of others.

But don't forget, Voldemort also brought a lot of Death Eaters, who dealt with the professor's threat at the first time, and targeted the students the next moment.

"Ciel! Call all the elves up to help! Aitch was dual-minded, and at the same time, he also held up a shield to block a wave of attacks from the Death Eaters.

With the help of the Hogwarts elves, the form is slightly better.

Yes, just a little better.

Within a minute of Voldemort's attack, the hall suddenly became cold, and the students who were panicked by Voldemort's appearance, the fall of the professors, and the Death Eaters' attempts to attack fell silent.

This is not a tacit understanding, but the coldness of the atmosphere has extinguished the fire of panic in their hearts. From the door of the hall, a thin layer of ice spreads in, covering the floor, freezing the candles floating in the air and hiding the "night stars" on the ceiling......

The exhalation immediately became thicker, and the gums of the teeth were trembling as they looked at the solid door—God knows what "goodies" Voldemort had in store for them behind the door!

The elves that Aitch called were half a step too late, and the door was slammed open, and no one could scream—it was a large group of Dementors, dressed in black cloaks, representing the invasion of darkness and the influx of locusts.

At that moment, people seemed to have lost all good feelings and memories, and the long, fast and slow breathing of the Dementors seemed to be in their ears, and the cold air invaded everyone's lungs and chests, pointing straight at their beating hearts.

Aitch didn't let the Dementors be arrogant for a moment, he turned his head and felt that the situation had changed, handed the Death Eaters over to a few elves, and immediately turned around and shook his hand with a spell, "Guardians!" ”

Edge's silver-white Patronus shot out, and the eagle was even stronger than it had been in the third grade, roaring up to the sky and swooping down on the doorway.

Like the ice and snow of the warm sun, the Dementors meet their nemesis. Except for a small number of Aitch who "couldn't take care of", most of the Dementors in the hall were driven out and blocked out of the door, and the rest of the hall also faced the encirclement and suppression of nearly 100 elves.

The twists and turns of the situation played with the heartbeats of the students, especially the lower grades, with great ups and downs, and the frequent alternation of great sorrow and joy made some people collapse on the spot and cry.

"Close the door!" Aitch gave the elves a second command.

Frowning, Aitch looked at some of the people who had fallen to the ground with a headache, and was extremely worried. Now Professor Horace can hold Voldemort for the time being, but if Dumbledore can't come back in time, everyone will still fall into Voldemort's hands.

Although Voldemort and the Death Eaters didn't look like they were dead, they only cast bondage magic such as petrification charms on the professors and students, but it wasn't that Voldemort was so kind, he was going to be the biggest kidnapper in the history of magic.

Moreover, Voldemort and Professor Horace are fighting more and more "unrestrained", and the shield made by Aitch's spell has begun to deform and is pressed out of a depression. Once the power explodes, it will affect the people behind them, and few will survive.

"Give me all peace!" Aitch still had a wand in his hand and was still holding the shield, and with the other hand he had snatched a Ravenclaw wand from his side, holding it to his throat while using a loud spell.

In the chaos, a voice was screeching, and with a backbone, the situation immediately became different, and the hall that was still whimpering just now was much quieter, and it seemed that only the fighting methods around the faculty chair roared.

"The seniors, those who know this kind of large-scale protective magic, take out their wands for me! Have you forgotten everything I was taught at the Dueling Club? ”

"Oh, good job. Ike. Voldemort had the leisure to pay attention to the changes here, "Want to delay time?" Waiting for Dumbledore to come back? ”

Voldemort's sneer rang through everyone's ears, "I've also sent people and Dementors to attack the Ministry of Magic, and I'm afraid Dumbledore won't be able to come back in a short time." ”

"But as long as you surrender, I can spare all of you from dying, you see, so far, we haven't killed anyone." Voldemort tried to break everyone's will.

As Voldemort persuaded him to surrender, Death Eaters gradually poured in from other entrances to the hall, and Aitch cursed: Did Voldemort gamble all his belongings?

"Later, Harry Potter and the elves will take everyone to a safe place, so be honest with me now!" Edge's tone began to tremble as the mana continued to output it, "Harry, come here for me. ”

The banner of savior is in hand, and people's hearts are much more stable. Finding another safe place to leave Harry with them in the face of Voldemort would rekindle their confidence in survival.

The battle on Voldemort's side was even more enthusiastic, obviously wanting to fight quickly and not give Aitch a chance to turn the tables around. This made it even more difficult for Aitch to maintain the shield, and Aitch had to gradually retract one wand in one hand in an attempt to conserve mana.

By the time Harry and the others arrived at Edge, the hall elves had come to an end in their campaign to encircle the Dementors, some helping to protect the gate and the others battling the Death Eaters trying to rush in through the other entrances.

"Harry, later, I'll send you to the girls' bathroom on the first floor, and you take everyone underground, understand?" Aitch didn't look back at them, focused on the shield in front of him, and finished in one breath.

Aitch was referring to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and the Ministry of Magic was not safe now, and there was no other safe place for everyone.

There's a basilisk in the secret room, which is Edge's hole card. In the end, he can fight Voldemort again, hoping to drag the rescuers.

With his chest full of air, Aitch used another loud spell, "Elf takes Harry and the first-year students to the girls' bathroom on the first floor." ”

Because the secret room can't teleport the elves in, Harry can only lead everyone through the entrance on the first floor, so it will only block the passage. Score batches to enter, so Aitch arranged for the junior students to go first.

"Damn!" Voldemort also knew the entrance to the secret room, and immediately knew what Aitch was thinking.

Even if Voldemort wins against Professor Horace, he will have to work hard to win the basilisk again, but considering Dumbledore's problem, he will not just let people go, and immediately shouts: "Do it!" I want him dead! ”

Voldemort abandoned his original plan to capture them all alive, and at least killed Edge.

And a backhand? Everyone was taken aback, and Edge's already tense heartstrings almost snapped, but they were also on the verge of collapse. But after waiting for a while, everyone relaxed, as if Voldemort was just bluffing.

At this moment, a shout came from behind Edge, overshadowing half of the sentence, "Avada suo!" ”

"Ahh

"Be careful!"

……

Before Aitch knew what was happening, he felt a heavy object behind him hit his back, knocking him forward and falling to the ground, causing his eyes to turn black for a while. The magic power in Edge's hand continued to cut off the sudden attack, and at the same time, his heart was weak, as if something was suddenly missing, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.