There was an eerie silence on the battlefield.

Everyone was stunned, looked at Alger who was broken into dozens of pieces, and there was only one thought in their minds:

That's it?

Then they all looked in the direction where the red light appeared, but there was no human figure.

Only Professor Krell turned green when he saw the familiar red light.

Damn Mundungus......

He made up his mind on the spot that he would go back and make a big deal of that shameless thief.

"It's exciting to run away after stealing someone." Norin whispered.

After casting the Demolition Spell, Norlin dragged Elena to another place. He still understands the tactical idea of shooting and running.

Elena's face was a little pale, and it was clear that the image of a living person being blown to pieces had a big impact on her.

She didn't know if the boy next to her felt the same way she did, but it was clear from the fact that he was still pulling her away as if nothing had happened, and it wasn't the first time he had done such a thing.

Elena felt the sensation of touch coming from the palm of her weak hand, and thought to herself, it turns out that everyone has a secret.

Without the highest combat power of Alger, the dark wizard's side, the remaining black-robed and Death Eaters resisted extremely reluctantly.

"Rodolphus, shall I send you to St. Mungo to shame the Longbottoms?"

Professor Krell unleashed another Drill Spell, and the purple light passed through Rodolphus Lestrange's armpit, stabbing two large holes.

Rodolphus smiled, baring his bloody teeth, "Do you think I'm the kind of weak person who fears the Heart Curse?" ”

"Then stay here today."

Professor Krell said coldly, raising his hand to shoot several more spells, not giving him a moment to breathe.

Alice's face was still grim, and the death of her former senior had not brought a trace of turmoil to her heart. With a flick of her wand, she headed for the other Death Eater.

"Damn, Rodolphus, didn't you say there was a helping hand? What about people! ”

Antonin Dolokhov dodged Alice's spell, and accidentally hit a shattering spell in his left arm, blurring his flesh and blood, and couldn't help but scream and shout.

"How do I know...... Here it comes! ”

Rodolphus was trying his best to deal with Professor Krel's attack, and replied casually, when out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a floating figure in the distance, and shouted in good spirits.

Several professors who had the upper hand frowned, and a figure wearing a mask and shrouded in black robes flew quickly and landed steadily on the battlefield.

"Another pretend."

Professor Krell scoffed, his wand clenched tightly in his hand. The pressure this man brings to him is in no way comparable to others.

Professor McGonagall and others thought the same way. They slowly stepped back and stood in a row, their wands facing the newly entered black robes.

Strangely, the dark wizards didn't seem to know this person either, and hesitated to approach.

The mysterious black robe looked around the battlefield and said with a smile:

"The Dark Devil Cult is still as waste as ever."

This made the Dark Cultists swoop in their chests, and if they didn't know that the main enemy was not him, they would probably have fought him first.

"What about Dumbledore? This kind of scene is not common without him. ”

The mysterious black robe walked leisurely around the scene and asked with a sneer.

"If Dumbledore were here, would you dare to come out?"

Professor McGonagall replied with a sneer.

The mysterious black robe choked. As it was, he watched from the sidelines for a long time until he was sure that Dumbledore would not show up, and he did not dare to appear.

"Then it starts with you, Professor McGonagall."

……

"Where are you going?"

Elena was trotted all the way by Norin, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Follow them."

Norin looked at a group of bloodstained centaurs in the distance and whispered. After the big Dark Wizard was killed by him, he believed that Professor McGonagall could take care of the remaining Dark Wizards.

Then he's going to do his own thing.

Elena bit her lip and didn't speak again.

They followed the centaurs all the way into the Forbidden Forest. The further you go inside, the more eerie it becomes, it's a deserted place, with old and tall trees and many magical creatures inhabiting it.

Along the way, Norlin had seen many terrifying magical creatures, including a golden bear sleeping on the ground, a stout black snake coiled in a tree, and even a thick eight-eyed spider blocking his way.

Davros...... Davros ...... Davros ......"

The farther I went, the whispering in my head woke up, and the voice became louder and louder. Norin endured the sound echoing in his head, becoming more and more sure that there was the answer he needed.

After running for about half an hour, it could be heard from the panting sound of the girl next to her that her physical strength was almost at the end. She couldn't bear to say it, just because it was her goal as well.

Norlin didn't feel that the physical exertion was so serious, and years of training made his physical fitness much better than ordinary people.

He thought for a moment, stopped, and crouched down. Elena behind her didn't have time to stop, and suddenly lay on his back.

"I'll carry you."

Before Elena could answer, she was picked up by Nolin, and the speed was even faster.

She froze for a moment, leaned her little face on Nolin's shoulder, wrapped her hands around his neck, and laughed silently.

There was a passage in front of which the stone walls arched, and the horses ran into it and disappeared around the corner.

It's time to arrive.

Norlin said to himself, slowing down his pace and treading cautiously on the stone path.

On the stone walls on both sides, a sense of the vicissitudes of time comes to the face, as if it has experienced thousands of years of erosion. Many patterns that Norlin couldn't understand were engraved on it, and they didn't know how to do it.

The trail was not long, and Norlin made a few turns to pass without a hitch, and Elena lay quietly on his back. What catches your eye is a tribe of centaurs.

A bonfire burned on the ground, and there were no houses around it, only a large stone round table, and a strangely shaped stone door.

There were quite a few large telescopes on the ground, and Norlin guessed that it was a friendly sponsorship of Hogwarts, otherwise the centaurs probably didn't have such things.

The horses were busy equipping their weapons. They were armed with bows and arrows, with arrows on their backs, and their faces were full of anger and hatred of the enemy, and they looked like they were ready for battle.

A bloodied Bane was slumping in front of the stone door, excitedly talking to an apparently aged centaur.

The old centaurs' hair and beard were gray and lifeless. He closed his eyes and listened quietly to Bane's report, silently.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, looked at where Norin was located, his cloudy eyes were instantly terrifyingly sharp, and he slowly said in a voice:

"Cursed child, come here."