Voldemort created a large number of Yin Corpses, including giants who made Yin Corpses.

Those things are only afraid of light and flame.

Dumbledore's flames briefly kept the Yin Corps away, but in the face of numbers, even if you are Dumbledore, you need to be contained.

There are thousands of corpses, and the wizards have not approached it for the time being.

They attacked Hogsmeade in advance, cutting off Hogwarts' hope of leaving for help, and there was no need to fear that the Aurors would come to their aid.

To prevent anyone from going out to ask for help, a group of wizards stood guard at the exit of Hogwarts.

"It's a boring thing." A dark-skinned wizard spoke.

They followed Voldemort as they succumbed to power and the beast within.

They thirst for death, they desire to fight, they desire to take life from others.

As soon as the results came, they were assigned to guard the goal.

There are purebloods here, and there are also those cruel criminals.

The silence of the doorway was broken by the sound of a car that did not belong to the wizarding world.

They saw a car coming from the dirt road.

A man stepped out of the car, and the gray owl fluttered its wings and landed on the roof of the car.

"Excuse me, do you see my son?"

A question made the wizards present a little confused.

"Muggles?" The dark-skinned wizard reacted and sneered, "I don't know how you got here, so give us a little more fun."

He drew his wand, thinking about how to torture the lost lamb.

Watson looked up, and above the castle, flames burned continuously, reflecting the thousands of corpses that had fallen.

Watson's heart was heavy, did something really happen to his son?

He looked up at the wizard who was about to cast a spell on him, and took a deep breath.

"Kill it."

Watson raised his hand and coldly ordered.

The wizard looked at Watson amusedly, just as he was about to laugh.

There was a sound in the night, and the wizard's laughter came to an abrupt end.

The remaining wizards looked into the night.

One by one, the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the wizard.

Watson looked indifferent and said calmly, "Fire."

The bullet is cathartic, and a wizard opens the iron armor spell to block it.

A man leaped out of the woods, his arms bulging hard, and his spear pierced through the defenses of the Iron Charm to crucify the man.

Watson picked up a dropped bullet and played with it in his fingers.

"Let's go, my son is still inside."

Watson walked forward.

...

At the top of the castle, Dumbledore scorched the corpse with a wave of flames.

Let the corpses on the walls fall one after another.

The crisis at Hogwarts is over.

Harry was ecstatic, Hogwarts would be able to get through this difficult time.

Just when Harry felt that he had the advantage, Dumbledore's face became a little ugly.

His body shook and he nearly fell, and Harry scrambled to hold Dumbledore.

"What's wrong with you, Dumbledore?"

Harry saw that Dumbledore's lips were bloodless, and he looked down to see a small bite mark on Dumbledore's right hand.

"He hid the toxin in his teeth." Dumbledore smiled wryly, "I'm getting old after all."

In the previous duel, Dumbledore was a little slower, allowing the Green Snake to touch him.

However, Voldemort didn't know his depth, so he chose to step back.

"Harry, hold me like this, don't let me fall, don't let them find out."

Dumbledore whispered to Harry that he couldn't let Voldemort see what had happened to him.

Once it is confirmed that Dumbledore cannot hold on, Voldemort will launch a general attack without mercy.

At the moment, Voldemort did not move, all because he was afraid of Dumbledore and the caution he had once been deceived.

Hold your body forward

Go inside the principal's office.

Once inside, Harry was on the medicine cabinet in his office, rummaging through cabinets looking for an antidote.

After Slughorn became the headmaster, a lot of potions were stored here.

Harry rummaged around, and he handed over the various potions to Dumbledore.

But none of them could unravel Dumbledore's current poison.

"Yes, the potion."

Harry's mind flashed, and he said, "The emerald one."

But Slughorn had run out.

Just as Harry was in a quandary, a beautiful singing voice came.

Harry's face was beaming, how could he have forgotten, and the phoenix.

Phoenix Fawkes flew into the Headmaster's office and stayed on Dumbledore's right-hand side.

His right hand had become blackened like charred wood, and was constantly depriving it of life.

It's a curse, but it's also a poison.

Like John's poison from the previous year, even an alchemist can't treat it.

Fawkes approached, and a crystal teardrop fell on the palm of his hand.

White smoke came out of the two tiny wounds, and Dumbledore's face was bloody again, but this did not mean that the poison was resolved, but it was delayed.

"This is a very powerful curse and poison, even the tears of the phoenix can't cure them all."

Dumbledore moved his fingers, still a little stiff.

This poison cannot be cured.

And the outside is already imminent.

"We can go to Malfoy!" Harry thought of something and said, "Malfoy must have a 'universal potion.'"

It's a good proposal, and John never treats his own people badly.

Harry thought of it and went into action.

After he left the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore looked to the side.

Snape stepped out from the other side.

"Voldemort won't trust anyone now." Dumbledore said.

Since Voldemort didn't trust anyone anymore, there was no point in Snape's double undercover behavior.

"Your poison, even if you get the jade potion, you can't save it."

But Snape frowned and said, "There's only one way, and that's to drink that thing."

It was a toxin curse that even John could poison, and the only way to do that was to drink the liquid of the Holy Grail.

If he did, he would not be able to keep his heart.

Once a person has immortality, he will want more.

"Are you tempting me, too, Severus." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "You've changed."

Snape was silent, and no one knew that his thoughts were wavering.

Perhaps Voldemort had never contacted him since the Ministry of Magic, and Snape knew he was losing his effectiveness.

Whether it's against Voldemort, or Dumbledore.

It may also be because Voldemort, whom he regarded as terrible, was defeated at the hands of his own students.

The student who is going to challenge the laws of the wizarding world appears.

The feelings that he once had accumulated in his heart did not disappear with time, but became stronger.

He always understood that it was a regret, a regret that could not be repaired.

But such regrets have been growing in my heart for fifteen years, and the appearance of a person is breaking the iron laws of this magical world.

Snape knew he was shaken.

It is also because of this that he is even more unable to look directly at himself.

...

Malfoy kicked a corpse down, and his wand shot a snake around the banshee's neck.

The iron armor spell on his body lit up, and Malfoy turned his head to see the vampire bird that swooped down, knocked down by his stun charm.

"That's a lot."

As soon as he said that, Malfoy heard Brace's panicked voice.

Look up, Brace

The amulet has been shattered.

The professor in the foyer struggled to support, and Sirius found an opportunity to throw a super fluorescent flicker, hanging in the sky and continuing to bloom brightly, allowing the Yin corpse to retreat for a while.

A banshee landed on top of him, sharp teeth biting down on his neck.

Sirius's body quickly turned into a black dog, and he also bit the banshee's neck, dragging the banshee out and smashing the yin corpse.

Lupin raised his wand and cast an obstacle spell that broke the ankle of a sprinting giant, and he spun around to dodge the vampire bird, summoning a volley of rubble to smash at the wizard.

"There are too many, those Yin Corpses are still flowing."

Pulling Tonks into his arms to avoid the flying spell, Lupin shouted to Sirius, "Gotta find a way to get rid of those corpses!"

"I'm trying to figure it out, Moonface."

Sirius reverted to a human form to block the spell, and in return a fire spell ignited the corpse, kicking it into the corpse.

Suddenly, Sirius's feet tightened.

He was pulled down by a force and his wand fell and rolled aside.

He hurriedly adjusted his body and stepped back with his hands and feet.

"Super fluorescent flicker."

Lupin throws a ball of light for Sirius.

With the help of the light, Sirius picked up his wand and was about to solve the problem of grabbing his own Yin corpse.

At a glance, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Sirius froze, looking at the man in disbelief, the wand in his hand suddenly heavy as lead, unable to swing it.

"Regulus."

It was a young face, and even after so many years of soaking in the water, Sirius could never forget him...

own younger brother.

Turned out to be a yin corpse?

Sirius roared with grief and indignation, "Why did you join the Death Eaters!"

Why is this happening, my brother.

Aren't you the pride of your family?

Didn't you listen to them?

Why, why did it become the kind of yin corpse that can't see the sun.

Sirius once said things in front of his godson to mock his stupid brother.

He thought he had no feelings for his family.

But now, his heart was tingling.

The wand in his hand was slow to move.

The ball of light in the sky was darkening, and Sirius made up his mind.

Rather than letting it sink in the water, it would be better to set you free.

"Incendio"

The flames ignited Regulus's body, and the clenched hand finally let go.

At that moment, Sirius seemed to see his dead brother, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Regulus touched the other Yin Corpses, and the flames on his body were transmitted to the other Yin Corpses.

Sirius looked at Regulus, who was lit by the flames, and whispered, "Good night, Regulus, I wish you a good night."

Leave in this ridiculous dream, brother.

The corners of his eyes moistened, and Sirius returned to the fight as he turned.

...