Surrounded by a heavy siege, Dumbledore just smiled indifferently, and slowly raised his hands above his head and slapped them violently.

"Smack!"

With the crisp sound of his palms, a wave appeared out of thin air, spinning around his body at great speed.

Immediately after, the waves gradually changed into various animal forms, rapidly expanding outward as they ran around Dumbledore.

In a few moments, the galloping shapeshifters swept away the flames released by Voldemort, and the Yin corpses that attacked them were also surrounded by them and ran towards Voldemort.

Watching the rushing stream of changeling creatures rush in, Voldemort pointed the tip of his wand forward, a fierce hurricane blowing in front of him.

In the next second, the phantom creature disappeared as if weathered, turning into a stream of water and escaping. And the Yin corpse that they brought with them also regained their freedom at this moment, and once again took up arms to attack Dumbledore.

This move seemed to consume Voldemort quite a lot, and for a while, the green light covering Percy's body looked a lot lighter.

Seeing their dead compatriots under the control of their killers, the horses endured their pain and bent their bows to shoot at them.

"Aren't we going to help Dumbledore?" Seeing this scene, Grice asked in a low voice.

"No, this Voldemort won't be Dumbledore's opponent."

Shaking his head slightly, Rosie muttered suspiciously, "I always feel that something is weird." ”

"Weird?" Grice was a little confused.

Without replying, Rosie's thoughts raced to the duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Dumbledore's spells are mostly control-oriented, and they also deliberately weaken damage. Rosie could fully understand that he was doing this because he was afraid that he would really hurt Percy, who was being controlled.

It's just that the spell cast by Voldemort on the other side made her feel a little strange.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the magic he casts, it's that there's something wrong with the style of play he chooses.

Instead of trying to kill the enemy with the Death Curse as the core of Voldemort that Rossi had encountered before, he tried to kill the enemy with high bursts and high damage, but instead used summoning techniques such as spiritualism and oolong out of the hole to try to defeat the opponent with crowd tactics.

Although against Dumbledore, no matter what style of play he chooses, the outcome will not change.

But with Voldemort's current situation where mana is rapidly depleted with the duration of the spell and cannot be replenished, there may be a slight chance to choose the former; If you choose the latter, you don't have the slightest chance of winning, and no matter how you fight, you can only delay the battle a little time.

Procrastination?!!

Rossi had a flash of inspiration in his head and shouted at Dumbledore, "Professor Dumbledore! He's stalling for time, and his purpose is the Philosopher's Stone and the Resurrection Stone in the castle! ”

As soon as her words fell, Voldemort immediately shot a green light at Dumbledore, leaping high as he cast a spell to resist.

Then, with a sharp twist of his body, the blue light from the tip of the staff drew a circle on the ground, encircling Dumbledore in it.

In the next second, Voldemort fell to the ground, and the green light and shadow that intertwined into his image could only be attached to Percy's face. Obviously, the spell just now was extremely draining on him.

However, although the consumption is large, the power is also stronger than the flame he released before.

One of the centaurs running around Dumbledore couldn't slow down, and his body turned into a pile of ashes the moment it hit the flames.

Seeing this, the remaining centaurs immediately retreated and hid on the periphery.

Fire escape, this is a kind of high-level black magic that can be attacked and defended, but at this time, it is used as a prison by Voldemort.

"Dumbledore, when you get out of here, when you get back to the castle, all the students you value will be dead! Hahahaha......"

Looking at Voldemort with a crazy look, Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh, only to see him raise his hand and grab it at random, and a wand was slowly pulled out of the void by him.

"Rosie, leave it to me here, you go back to the castle and have a look."

As he spoke, the wand in his hand suddenly raised, and the next moment, a circular golden barrier rose from the ground, encircling him and Voldemort who were trapped by the [Fire Escape].

Well? Can't you break his spell with all spells?

Suspiciously in his heart, Rosie glanced thoughtfully at Dumbledore.

Then, having some kind of speculation in her heart, she didn't say much, and quickly summoned Buckbeak, and took Grice back to the castle.

Without saying a word on the road, the two on Buckbeak quickly skimmed over the Forbidden Forest and landed in the courtyard of Hogwarts Castle.

Under the envious gaze of the students, the two stepped into the entrance hall.

"You're back? What about Albus? ”

McGonagall, who was discussing something with Snape, asked suspiciously when she saw them return.

"It's a tiger away from the mountain! Come with me! Without further ado, Rosie grabbed McGonagall's arm and ran down the marble staircase.

Snape followed.

Ascending to the fourth floor, the four of them came to the wooden door at the end of the hallway.

The lock on the door had already been opened, and Rossi pushed hard, and the thick smell of blood hit his face.

"O Merlin! Who did this?!! Seeing the situation in the room, McGonagall couldn't help but exclaim.

I saw a thick layer of frost frozen in the room, and the huge three-headed dog fell in a pool of blood, as if it had lost its breath.

He's dead?

"It should be Voldemort." Rosie whispered back.

In such a violent way, I am afraid that there is no one else but Voldemort.

"And, I'm afraid Harry, they're down there, too."

As soon as he said this, Rossi saw Snape run quickly to the open trapdoor and jump down.

"Snape ?!!"

McGonagall screamed and hurried after her.

No sooner had he grabbed the broomstick and jumped off than Rosie heard McGonagall's voice ring.

"Fire and water are invulnerable!"

Immediately after, she saw a sea of fire, and the originally densely growing devil's net had completely become nourishment for combustion.

The flames spilled up the falling passage, but they didn't hurt Rosie in the slightest, apparently the magic McGonagall had just cast to protect her.

A few people descended the flaming stone corridor and entered the first room.

The dazzling keys that would have been flying were all laid motionless on the ground, and the door to the second room was gone, leaving only wood chips all over the floor.

Without having time to think about it, the four of them passed through several violently passed rooms in succession, and came to the door that was burning with purple flames.

"Snape? Do you have a spare potion to get through here? Rosie asked.

Snape didn't reply, but reached out and pulled a bubbling potion out of his cloak and threw it into the flames.

The purple flames were still burning, and they didn't look the same.

"Keep up!" As he spoke, Snape slid through the flames.