Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 1332 The real purpose

A series of shining red stars flew out from the grapevine staff in Vitiya's hand, leaving thin trails of flame in the air!

Draco and Vitia disappeared.

They were swallowed up by the hazy air, their faces disappeared at the end of people's sight, with expressions of astonishment and confusion on their faces.

Then, Harry and the others, the Ministry's strikers, and the few remaining conscious Death Eaters all looked at Voldemort.

Ding!
The sound of dozens of red stars the size of the Golden Snitch being driven into the void was as clear as wind chimes swaying in the wind.

They shone in the reception hall like real stars, radiating their light in all directions, forming an enclosed space emitting a red halo.

Voldemort was lifted into the air by an unknown force.

All the sounds in the hall disappeared, including people's breathing and the roars and growls of Voldemort who was trapped in the domain.

Everyone could see that Voldemort was struggling to free himself from whatever was trapping him.

He struggled to move his wand.

But the light that permeated the red area was as sticky as amber that was about to solidify, and Voldemort was like a mosquito trapped in the amber.

Every move is constrained by tremendous force.

Malfoy and several other Death Eaters nearby, as well as Kingsley, could clearly see the fear flashing in Voldemort's angry and bloodshot eyes.

It seemed that he couldn't understand what kind of force trapped him.

"Owner."

The crazy Bellatrix was at a loss like a frightened little girl. She stretched out a hand as if she wanted to get closer to the red area that did not radiate any heat to the outside world. However, before her bent arm could be straightened, she retracted it as if burned!

Voldemort roared ferociously, and his body began to emit a continuous stream of black, fishy wind to the outside world.

The black robe he was wearing was puffed up by the fishy wind, and Harry suddenly remembered his aunt who had been blown up by him!
But this bloody wind did have an impact on the red territory.

The stars distributed in front, behind, left and right of Voldemort and embedded in the void began to flash violently and began to vibrate themselves.

In the field constructed by dozens of stars, the red light also changed.

The red light that had originally drifted slowly in the breeze like mountain mist now flowed violently like the sea in a storm.

Moreover, a hole filled with black storm finally appeared in the field!
Voldemort himself sensed this change.

The fear in his bloodshot eyes faded a lot, and his narrow nose widened, revealing a hideous smile!
One could even hear him growling 'Blaine'!

Yes or no.
Should we do something?
Such thoughts flashed through the minds of both the Death Eaters loyal to Voldemort and the strikers led by Scrimgeour and Kingsley.

"Avada Kedavra!"

When most people in the hall were at a loss, someone took action.

The man who was thought to be dead and lay on the cold floor for a while suddenly jumped up like a catfish.

His gray eyes flashed with sharp lightning, and he pointed his wand at Voldemort, who was still trapped in the quagmire, and shouted sharply.

A turquoise meteor carrying the breath of death crashed into the field.

"how dare you!"

Bellatrix was so frightened that her face turned pale and she screamed.

Sirius is alive!

The huge surprise hit Harry's heart, so he didn't even have time to feel sorry for the fact that the killing curse was destroyed by the field before it hit Voldemort!
But this undoubtedly irritated Voldemort himself.

He opened his arms, roared to the sky, and the black bloody wind that burst out from his body collided violently with the domain, and the ripples in space swept in all directions like water waves!

The earth began to shake, and shocking cracks appeared on the walls of the magnificent hall. From the cracked ceiling, rubble fell like rain!
The red stars trembled even more violently, and some stars even went out under the impact of the mad Voldemort's magic.

The hole in the center of the red area is expanding, and the magic that trapped Voldemort seems to be losing its effect.

The strikers were all aware of this, but experienced Aurors like Kingsley and Scrimgeour didn't know what to do and could only watch in amazement.

They had never heard of this kind of magic and didn't know how to cooperate with it.

It is useless to act rashly, as Sirius's killing curse has proved.

"Harry!"

Compared to whether or not Voldemort could be killed, Sirius cared more about Harry's safety.

He dropped Voldemort who was bound in the air, strode around the big hole in the ground, and came to Harry in the hall.

"You're alive, Sirius!"

Hot tears flowed from Harry's eyes. He looked at Sirius's gray face with a feeling of redemption and held his hand tightly.

"I know you have questions, but now is not the time to explain!"

Sirius said,
"You must leave here as soon as possible. Leave now, and you too. I will take you away right now."

Boom!

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The entire underground building of the Ministry of Magic shook a few times at this moment, and Sirius subconsciously looked back.

The shining stars scattered around Voldemort seemed to know that they were running out of steam, and one of the stars suddenly shone brightly!
In the dazzling light, the golden flame gushed out like volcanic magma, covering Voldemort who was close at hand!

However, the space around Voldemort filled with black and bloody wind was like a domain, resisting the devouring of the fire!
Will Voldemort die tonight?
Emotions of anticipation, surprise, and fear were printed on the faces of different people in the hall.

Lucius stared blankly at the roaring Dark Lord.
He could see beads of sweat rolling down the Dark Lord's pale cheeks, the bulging veins on the Dark Lord's forehead, and the robes that the Dark Lord wore became tattered under the scorching fire -
He had followed the Dark Lord for many years, but he had never seen him in such a desperate situation.

An already shaken idea became even more shaky.

The Dark Lord is not invincible. He may fail. He may die.

"Owner!"

Bellatrix fell to her knees, scratching her face with her sharp nails in pain, screaming like she was about to collapse.

"How can I help you, Master? Please tell me, how can I help you? I will go and kill Brian!"

"Get away!!!"

Voldemort's roar extinguished all the flickering candles in the hall. His ferocious expression made him look like he had lost his human form and was more like a cornered beast!
He had to admit, this was the closest he had ever come to death, other than the night he killed Harry Potter.

Voldemort could even feel that the god of death was standing behind him, blowing cold wind towards his neck.

"Blaine!!!"

The strong spatial fluctuations shattered the luxurious marble bricks into pieces, and all the people in the nearby area were blown away by an unrivaled force.

Ho, ho, ho!

Amid the clanging and banging of the hall's collapse, a piercing old laugh suddenly rang out.

This laughter sounded like the dying gasp of an old man, so creepy that it made one's scalp numb.

A staff with two snakes entwined around it appeared.

It was floating slightly like a piece of sunken wood in the water, and the domain power of Voldemort and Amosta seemed to have no effect on it.

In the hall that was illuminated golden by the fire, everyone's eyes were fixed on it, and then their bodies began to tremble, as if they were staring into the abyss of death.

Thick gray fog flowed out from the two snake mouths of the double snake staff like water, corroding the space, and the red star embedded in the void was extinguished like a spark being drenched by water.

The red field and the fire that enveloped Voldemort disappeared.

Voldemort himself was staring at the staff in amazement.

He didn't understand why the Twin Snake Staff, which had always ignored him, suddenly appeared and why it took the initiative to help him out of trouble.

Appeared.
A clear cry sounded in the dim hall, and an old hand stretched out from the bright flames that exploded in the air, reaching for the double snake staff hanging in front of Voldemort.
(End of this chapter)