Homecoming from Hogwarts

Apart from the First Wizarding War, there has been no precedent of such a large-scale collision between wizard armies in the global wizarding world in the past half century!
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color and the earth shook!
The violent fluctuations of magic power in the void world caused horrific natural phenomena.

Suddenly, strong winds blew up between heaven and earth, and dark clouds gathered in the sky again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dazzling bolts of lightning descended, as if the god of thunder himself had arrived, lashing the earth with a thunder whip in hand!
The sounds of explosions caused by spells, the collapse of remaining buildings, the excited roars and shrill wails of wizards filled the entire world!

Someone is getting hurt every second, someone is dying every second!

Broken arms and limbs were scattered all over the ruins, and the heavy rain from the sky could not wash away the blood on the ground.

Roar!
Hagrid roared and rushed towards the remaining giants.

The death of his own kind certainly made Hagrid sad, but what he didn't want to see even more was his own kind slaughtering wizards!

And in the Ministry of Magic's forces, there aren't many wizards who have the ability to defeat giants single-handedly.

But just like the gap between these mountain giants and the Titan skeletons, the power contrast between the half-giant Hagrid and the pure-blooded giants is equally huge.

His poor magic was simply unable to penetrate the giant's skin; the only thing that was effective was the power of his muscles.

Hagrid roared and crashed into the arms of a giant. The heavy impact caused the giant's huge body to slide more than ten feet on the ground.

Well!
But then, the giant steadied his body, grabbed Hagrid's neck with both hands, and lifted him up with a roar.

The intense feeling of suffocation overwhelmed Hagrid's consciousness. His beetle-like black eyes rolled up, revealing the whites of his eyes. He kicked his legs desperately but could not get rid of it.

Just when Hagrid was about to die on the spot, Mad-Eye, who had knocked out old Nott, discovered Hagrid's predicament. He quickly jumped over a ravine and swung out a green light from his wand!

This time, Mad-Eye learned from his previous lesson. He waved his wand continuously, and three killing curses pierced the gloomy rain curtain and hit the giant who was strangling Hagrid's throat.

boom!
The giant fell to the ground and created a deep mud pit.

vomit--

Hagrid began to retch the moment he landed.
"Alastor. Ahem. Thank you very much!"

"Be careful, Hagrid, they don't see you as one of their own!"

Moody yelled, his magic eye turned, and immediately found Kingsley fighting with another giant in one direction.
"You go help Kingsley, Hagrid!"

Alastor said as he dodged several deflected spells and rushed towards a battlefield.

Sirius and Antonin Dolohov came to a head.

Both of them glared at each other fiercely, and fought from the top of the slope to the bottom, vowing to kill each other!
Alastor's magic eye trembled a few times, and he immediately found him among the countless swaying figures.

call out!
Alastor pointed his wand forward, and immediately more than a dozen steel bars twisted like snakes sprang out from a stone slab and pierced Anthony Dolohov's body.

The ferocious Death Eater quickly took a few steps back, then whipped his wand, causing Mad-Eye's steel to melt in bursts of sparks.

Seeing that Dolohov had been temporarily forced back, Mad-Eye grabbed Sirius who was about to charge.

"I'll take care of him, Sirius, go see what Malfoy is up to!"

Then he pointed in Sirius' direction.

"Oh, I'm going to kill him!"

Sirius said a little unhappy.
"Why don't you go yourself, Alastor!"

"Because my legs aren't as nimble as yours, idiot!"

Moody roared and pushed Sirius out, tapping his wand in the air, casting curse lights that made Anthony Dolohov panic.

Sirius curled his lips in dismay and had to give up Dolohov and ran in the direction Mad-Eye pointed.

"You cruel butcher, I'm going to settle accounts with you!"

As Sirius rushed onto a flat cobblestone road, an angry roar reached his ears.

Turning his head, Sirius saw Arthur, who was usually good-tempered, struggling to get out of the mud, one step deep and one step shallow, trying hard to get towards Dolohov.

After a sigh, Sirius pulled away.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

After running a few steps, Bellatrix's shrill laughter attracted Sirius' attention again.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the hatred between Frank and Alice and Bellatrix as a blood feud. The mild-tempered couple now had green faces, murderous eyes, and ruthless attacks!

But it must be admitted that, taken individually, Frank and Alice were no match for Bellatrix. In addition, more than ten years of lethargy had a great impact on their magical powers. Even when the couple joined forces, they were only slightly better than Bellatrix.

Sirius really wanted to abandon Mad-Eye's orders and help the Longbottoms, but in the end, he resisted the urge!
He turned around and continued to chase Lucius Malfoy.

Boom!

The last giant on the battlefield fell heavily to the ground and bled on the spot thanks to the efforts of Kingsley and Hagrid.

Hagrid's body was covered in blood that could not be washed away by the rain. He did not feel happy about defeating his opponent. Instead, Hagrid covered his face with his big hands like a palm leaf fan and started crying sadly.

Kingsley was about to offer comfort, but a scream drew his attention.

"Emilyn!"

A dignified witch was blown away by the explosion and fell heavily into the mud.

With the help of a flash of terrifying lightning, Kingsley saw the witch's pale face and her lifeless eyes that were still open.

The rage that surged into his mind shattered Kingsley's calmness. With a terrifying look on his face, he raised his wand and rushed towards Alecto Carrow and Amycus Carrow who were laughing heartily!

Diagon Alley turned into a bloody meat grinder and the battle continued to be intense!

The army of dark wizards led by the Death Eaters did not have a firm belief in loyalty to the Dark Lord, and most of the men brought by Scrimgeour and Kingsley were newcomers from the striker team expansion plan, and none of them could be considered elite.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties!

"Where are you going, Blake!"

Sirius, who was soaked all over, kept dodging the spell lights that hit him in the air. The black-robed wizard that his gray eyes were fixed on finally stopped. He stood there strangely, with his head tilted as if listening to something, and then suddenly took action, waving his wand to start clearing the piled rubble.

Sirius put aside his thoughts for the moment, took a few breaths, and then prepared to rush forward, but at this moment, a wizard who was also covered in a black robe blocked his way.

"Who are you!"

Sirius snapped.

"There's no point in saying your name to a person who's about to die."

said the Death Eater.

So, a fierce battle started again for Sirius.

The rays of cursed light that cut through the rain curtain were as bright as meteors in the sky.

Well!
A curse light flew across Sirius' shoulder, and blood immediately gushed out of his shoulder.

Resisting the piercing pain, Sirius leaned back and threw out a spell that hit the man's mask.

"Heh, Greengrass!"

Seeing the man's face, Sirius sneered. He wanted to say something, but the pain in his shoulder made him unable to say anything. He could only gasp.

Showing your face means being exposed.

Greengrass's elegant face twisted. He was about to take the life of this despicable man who had ruined the glory of his pure-blood family, but suddenly a troublemaker jumped out.

"You're in big trouble, Mr. Greengrass!"

Dedalus Digg wiped the rain off his face and shouted sharply. He threw a bottle to Sirius.
"Take care of your injuries first, Sirius!"

"Thanks, Dedallo!"

Sirius caught the glass bottle from the air with one hand, pulled out the cork with his teeth, and poured the medicine all over the wound.

The cool feeling immediately relieved the pain, and Sirius raised his wand again, aiming it at his shoulder, and the torn flesh began to sew together.

A cup.
A gold cup.
Same thing as a notebook
Who can stop it?
Malfoy knew that the Dark Lord was watching here, and he slowly waved his wand, moving one stone after another, searching among the dark gold coins while anxiously waiting.

"Hold still, Malfoy!"

Just as a cup with a finely processed pure gold handle and a badger carved on it came into view, a threatening low voice sounded behind Malfoy, making him secretly breathe a sigh of relief! (End of this chapter)