400. Young man, don't talk about martial arts and engage in sneak attacks
However, it was such a momentary distraction that made Dumbledore seize the opportunity to strike again.
Raising his hand was another extremely strong spell, and Voldemort, who had no time to defend himself, made a move, and a Death Eater next to him blocked him uncontrollably, blocking Dumbledore's spell with his own body.
Casually discarding the unconscious Death Eaters, Voldemort also took advantage of Dumbledore's time to cast spells and sneak attacked.
Countless black specks of substance erupted from his palms and flew in the direction of Dumbledore.
Dumbledore hurriedly propped up a white shield to keep the substance out, barely blocking it.
It's some kind of ancient black magic, and I don't know what it is, but as for the effect
The Auror next to him accidentally touched a point, and his body quickly festered, and even the healing spells cast by his teammates around him could not stop the spread, and in a short time a living wizard was left with only Mori Sen bones and a puddle of rancid liquid.
Very evil, very scary.
Two wizards who stand at the pinnacle fight, and anyone is a burden.
No one can get involved in a fight between the two, unless you have the same or similar strength.
The battle between the two was dazzling, with all sorts of unknown spells unfolding in the hands of the two, or a contest of pure magic, pushing the spells in mid-air like a pair of waves, and the aftermath of magic alone made the Aurors resist with all their might.
"What, Dumbledore, are you old?"
Obviously, he just played five or five, but Voldemort laughed: "You used to do more than that, it seems that you can't do it anymore, I."
"The host. There are so many bubbles around us?! ”
Before Voldemort's trash talk was finished, he heard the exclamations of his men.
Following the gaze of his subordinates, Voldemort realized that countless water balls were floating around him at some point.
He looked at Dumbledore suddenly, and saw that the other man was smiling at him, just as ill-intentioned as he had been in the orphanage.
Bubble Spell + Levitation Spell + Spring Like Water, like the fiery serpent, is also a multi-combination spell.
The difference is that it's a combination of three simple spells.
Remember? The water ball was a spell that Dumbledore had cast from the beginning to try to extinguish the fiery serpent, and its purpose was not to deal with the serpent at all, it was just a cover.
In other words, Dumbledore was fighting Voldemort on the one hand, and at the same time, he was secretly arranging this
Voldemort turned sharply to Dumbledore, who remained silent, but his eyes seemed to tell Voldemort.
'You're careless, Tom. ’
"Just a few ordinary water balloons, no need"
Before he could finish his sentence, as if he had been slapped in the face, the floating balls burst open, and countless streams of water fell from the sky like springs, quickly encroaching on the entire space where the Death Eaters were.
It looked like it was just a small water balloon, but it didn't expect that there were so many water sources in it, as if it was inexhaustible, and it was gathering more and more, and soon, a huge water ball covered the entire square, trapping Voldemort and the Death Eaters in it.
Dumbledore held his wand and controlled the huge ball of water, which began to spin at high speed with itself as its origin, like a drum washing machine, and the Death Eaters inside could not even resist even a little, let alone fight back.
This is no ordinary water balloon, it is some kind of alternative seal, once you are caught in it, it is difficult to escape from it.
The greatest white wizard of the twentieth century is terrifying.
On the other side, Voldemort inside the water balloon naturally couldn't sit still.
His lips squirmed slightly, he thought the incantation, crossed his arms over his chest, and the next second he turned into a cloud of black gas and passed through the water balloon.
It's some kind of spell again, and in terms of the knowledge reserve of spells, there are really few people in the entire wizarding world who can compare to Voldemort.
Scrimgeour immediately commanded the Aurors, intending to 'sneak attack' Voldemort on a last-ditch attempt, and he was unwilling to be Dumbledore's foil.
Dozens of Aurors shot together, and countless spells shot at Voldemort.
However, Voldemort just waved his wand, and the spells dissipated in a moment, and Voldemort's eyes were fixed on Dumbledore the whole time, without even looking at them.
More than ten years ago, when Voldemort and his power were at their strongest, even the most powerful Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix did not dare to encounter Voldemort head-on, and could only adopt the method of fighting
Escaping from Voldemort's hands would be a source of bragging, and that alone is a testament to his prowess.
Scrimgeour wasn't technically an Auror, and he hadn't seen Voldemort's power, so he didn't know how powerful it was.
"Scrimgeour!" Amelia stopped Scrimgeour and said, "Leave the battlefield to Professor Dumbledore, he is the only one among us who can match him." ”
Amelia had seen Voldemort's power not long ago, desperately powerful.
"But." Scrimgeour was still unwilling, but seeing that the old leader was resolute, he still chose to obey.
The situation on the battlefield also changed, and Dumbledore cast a cryo spell, which directly froze the entire water ball, and the Death Eaters except Voldemort were most likely finished.
On Voldemort's side, he first pretended to be angry and blew up the surrounding glass, and the next second he drove countless glasses to turn into bullets and attack Dumbledore, which was dissolved by the other party with the Elder Wand with a shattering charm.
The two of you went back and forth and barely fought to the core, and neither took advantage of anyone.
But strictly speaking, Dumbledore was slightly inferior to the other party, because he used the old wand, which was said to be the strongest wand, while Voldemort still used his original wand thirteen and a half inches, yew wood, and phoenix feathers.
Dumbledore's face was solemn, and he realized that his former student was becoming more and more powerful than he had been more than a decade ago.
There must have been another dangerous magical transformation. Or maybe it's by some means he doesn't know.
All in all, he's getting more dangerous.
Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a figure suddenly appeared from the Aurors' side, and it was a spell on Voldemort's back.
Such a blatant sneak attack, even Voldemort didn't look back.
Slightly frowning eyelids (no eyebrows after all), like driving away pesky mosquitoes, wave your hand.
To deal with ordinary wizards, such means are sufficient. However.
"Shadowless!"
The invisible blade sliced through Voldemort's spell and slashed through his shoulder, and if he hadn't sensed something was wrong at the critical moment, he would have cut off one of his arms.
The young man, who does not speak of martial virtues, sneaked up on an old bald man who was nearly seventy years old.
(End of chapter)