Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 527 Target!Hall Sands Village!

Mike, who is far away in the country, naturally doesn't know about the things in Marie Gioia.

In fact, he continues to mobilize his troops until now, preparing for the next battle to siege Voldemort.

This is not an easy task.

You must know that Mike's current stall is very large, and the forces he can directly control are only those dozens of elite wizards, and relying on these people alone is far from enough.

In this case, Mike needs to spend more time deploying all the forces that can be deployed.

Those who bear the brunt of the transfer order are the combatants of the Los Santos Group who are hidden in various political groups. **As soon as the activity slowed down, even the Ministry of Magic breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't understand what happened, this did not affect their publication of "Chaos is about to pass" and other morale-boosting articles on the Daily Prophet. article.

Mike and the others understood this with a smile. They knew very well that as long as they didn't want to, this matter would never end.

And the second company that received the transfer order was the Muggle army. Strictly speaking, this was not considered a transfer order, but a transaction.

Thanks to the last deal with the Muggle Prime Minister, both sides have tasted the sweetness, so this time the other party directly sent much more mechanized troops than last time after receiving Mike's request for help, especially the number of snipers , this was specifically requested by Mike. He found that in a battle of Voldemort's level, ordinary heavy firepower weapons are basically useless. Play an unexpected role.

The Muggle Prime Minister agreed with this very much, but Mike knew very well that he would agree no matter what he said to him now, because this was a transaction worth 1 Galleons. I'm about to burst out laughing!
In addition to these two families, Mike also borrowed a large number of battle wizards from the Foley family. This family is completely a friendly support, and Mike is very grateful for this.

And here, Mike's troops are finally assembled.

This time, he almost went all out, using all the power he could, just to destroy Voldemort!
Franklin also asked Mike during this period, is it necessary to mobilize so many troops for a Voldemort?Even in order to mobilize troops to deal with him, they also slowed down the most important plan to instigate a rebellion and owed a large debt of favor to the Foley family!
But in the face of his inquiry, Mike didn't say anything, just rolled up his sleeves and beat the kid up.

There is no other reason. As his own confidant and core member of the Los Santos Group, Franklin can ask such a stupid question, which is really shameful!

Anyone who has seen Dumbledore and Voldemort take action will understand how big the gap is between ordinary wizards and legendary wizards!

Just like 0 and 1, the difference between these two numbers seems to be only one level, but any adult understands the truth that everything is difficult at the beginning. Up to 0 is just a quantitative change, but from 1 to 1 is a process from scratch, this is a qualitative change!

Although Mike is very powerful now, if Dumbledore and Voldemort still retain the fighting power of their heyday, any one of them can easily bury Mike and all his partners in the grave!

This is why Mike was so anxious to mobilize all his hands to deal with Voldemort.

You must know that according to the information given by Kled, Voldemort is now seriously injured.

This kind of Voldemort Mike felt that he had a chance to win, otherwise he would really have no chance until the other party recovered.

As for whether Kled's intelligence would be wrong, Mike felt that this was not within the scope of his doubts, because Kled should also be very clear that if his intelligence was wrong, it would lead to the failure of Mike's operation.

Then there is only death waiting for him.

You must know that Mike himself is not easy to mess with!

After all, this is still a world where personal strength is the first element. No matter how much rubbish there is, it is better than not being a real strong man.

It's a pity that although Mike is only a short step away from being able to advance to Legend, he has been slow to make progress. He has never been able to understand the hints Dumbledore gave him!
Otherwise, at this moment, he wouldn't need to be so troublesome at all, it would be enough to push everything horizontally!
"Ugh!"

Thinking of this, Mike sighed heavily.

Franklin and the others beside him also cast concerned eyes upon seeing this.

They are currently in the military transport field under the magic drink factory. The spacious space of Daruo Plaza has already been filled with combat wizards from the Los Santos Group and troops seconded from the Foley family.

As for the Muggle troops, they have already ambushed in a base near the battle site in advance, and they can be dispatched to provide support at any time as long as the frontal battle has started.

Not only that, Mike also prepared a large number of door keys connected to the Avery Secret Realm this time, and those ants can also come to support at that time.

Of course, the above two forces are just cannon fodder, and the real main force against Voldemort is the group of combat wizards in front of Mike.

Although the number of these wizards on paper is not many, only a few hundred, but as the saying goes, hundreds of people form a sea, and the scene of such a large group of people gathering in such an underground space is still very spectacular. Mike and the others couldn't even see these people at a glance.

Such a group of elite combat wizards who are all armed to the teeth, even wizards in the legendary realm can't do anything about them in a short period of time, let alone Voldemort is now seriously injured.

Then, coupled with Mike himself and Arthur, who are two lines away from the legendary combat power, even the legendary wizard Mike can kill him!

At this moment, Mike is extremely confident, looking down at the troops below him with his chest up and his head up, the pride in his chest is almost bursting out.

By his side, Benjamin and the others were in a similar state, and only Franklin cared about embarrassment, and started to waver when he was excited.

But this time Mike didn't blame him. Facing such an army, how many people in this world can treat it calmly?
Thinking of this, Mike smiled slightly, and shouted loudly at the people below him:
"Let's go! This battle! Only victory is allowed! No defeat is allowed!"

"Yes, sir!"

……

And just as Mike issued the departure order, Voldemort, who was far away in the village of Hallsands, felt a tingle between his brows.

He instinctively raised his head and looked to the northeast.

But through the narrow window, he only saw a big locust tree dancing like a ghost under the night wind, and crows flying by from time to time.

"Sue the dead bird..."

Voldemort murmured softly, unconsciously covering his left chest with his right hand again.

There, now there is only a hole left where people can see the opposite scene, and the heart that should have been beating there has disappeared at this moment.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Voldemort suddenly began to cough violently, and with his cough, a large amount of black blood and internal organ fragments were coughed out of his body together.

There was a sound of clinking pots and pans outside the room where Voldemort was. Bellatrix rushed into the room anxiously, knelt down beside Voldemort, and watched him cough The pool of black blood said with concern:
"Master! Your condition has deteriorated again! It's all my fault, I'm so useless, if I can have the potion ability like Snape, you..."

Voldemort stretched out his hand, stopping the other party from continuing.

"Don't talk, even if Severus is here, he can't heal my wound."

Hearing that Bellatrix wanted to continue to say something, but immediately after, Voldemort covered Bellatrix's side face with his big skinny and pale hand, mossing gently.

Bellatrix stopped talking immediately, she closed her eyes with a look of intoxication, and slowly rubbed against Voldemort's icy cold palm like a kitten being coquettish all the time.

This period of time can be said to be the happiest time in her life. Although the glory of the past is no longer there, her beloved master finally has some tenderness from the past. Not only treats him tenderly, She would even gently touch her side face like this every day, and if she could, she would even use her own to change such days so that they could go on forever.

But when he was intoxicated with Bellatrix, Voldemort's thoughts at the moment drifted to a few months ago.

At that time, he had just been wiped out by Mike the entire Death Eater army, so he naturally turned his mind on the Ministry of Magic.

In his opinion, the Ministry of Magic is the best place to replenish soldiers. As long as he can defeat the Ministry of Magic and forcefully become the new owner of the Ministry of Magic by force, then there will be an inexhaustible supply of talents for him to drive.

This should have been a very simple matter. After all, he had already confirmed that there were no legendary level wizards in the Ministry of Magic.

But the accident happened when he attacked the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, a burst of power suddenly broke out in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, which specialized in the research and storage of mysterious items, which made him feel terrified!

He is very familiar with that power, it is the power that Harry Potter's mother, the Muggle witch, used to defeat him more than ten years ago, an ancient power that Dumbledore called *!
Merlin testifies!At that time, Voldemort was almost desperate!
Fortunately, the conditions for releasing this ancient curse are extremely harsh. The last time Harry's mother sacrificed her life and soul to defeat Voldemort, this time, the Ministry of Magic chose to sacrifice all the Department of Mysteries. Member's life!
But just like the nature of the whole world, no matter how many mobs and ants there are, they are no match for a real strong man. Similarly, although the members of the Department of Mysteries are dozens of people, the power they consume their lives in exchange for is not as strong as Harry's mother half of it!
In the end, they could barely penetrate Voldemort's heart and severely wound him, but they didn't keep Voldemort behind.

Based on this incident, Voldemort felt that his timing should have come. After all, if the Ministry of Magic had been more decisive and directly sacrificed the entire Auror army, he might have died on the spot.

Instead of being like this now, as long as he is given some time, he can recover from the injury and make a comeback.

But in fact, Voldemort's luck has never improved.

Because he had just escaped from the Ministry of Magic when he met another pair of men who came to hunt him down.

These people were also familiar to Voldemort, because they all wore different wooden animal masks, which were almost identical to those he had seen in the resurrection ceremony!
Of course, this is all secondary.

The most important thing is that this group of people is much stronger than the most elite Aurors in the Ministry of Magic. Normally, Voldemort would definitely tear them all to pieces, but now he is injured and can only run away!

At least Voldemort still has confidence in himself when it comes to running away. After all, he once set a record of running away for 11 years without being discovered.

But what's weird is that those masked people seem to have mastered some means to track him, no matter where he fled, those people can always find him!
This made Voldemort's injury not only not relieved in the slightest, but even began to deteriorate!

'Damn fellow!If it weren't for you...'

Thinking of this, Voldemort's expression became ferocious, and the strength in his hands involuntarily increased.

In the end, Bellatrix's soft humming sound woke Voldemort up.

He looked at Bellatrix blankly, only to realize that the opponent's face had been completely distorted by his grasp at this time, and the sharp nails on his fingers had already been deeply embedded in the opponent's flesh, scarlet The blood dripped wantonly from Bellatrix's snow-white skin, and fell on the ground like a tick.

It's just that Bellatrix is ​​enduring the pain, the expression on her face not only shows no pain at all, but even enjoys it.

"Boom!"

A strange sound sounded, Voldemort pulled his hand away, and Bellatrix collapsed on the ground as if relieved at this time, panting heavily.

Looking at the twisted face of the other party, Voldemort lowered his head, but did not apologize.

The Dark Lord would never apologize, nor would Voldemort's haughty ego allow him to apologize to a servant.

Bellatrix obviously understood this too, she just rested for a while and then leaned back on Voldemort's body, rubbing gently with her good half of the face.

Voldemort also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He gently stroked Bellatrix's hair, looked up at the sky, and said softly after a while:

"Bellatrix, run away."

(End of this chapter)