Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 930: The deceiving Dumbledore!

"It's you..." Voldemort looked at Kyle with great hatred and shouted angrily: "What have you done!"

He was very angry, even his body was shaking slightly, but it was not because of the killed Death Eaters.

A group of cannon fodder who couldn't even fly magic and could only rely on running to attack Hogwarts, how could they be worth a second glance from the Dark Lord.

He was angry because those Death Eaters had not exerted any value at all and failed to eliminate the threat of Kyle for him.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Kyle looked at Voldemort with a serious expression. "Everyone has seen it. It was your curse that killed them. You are just guilty of heinous crimes. Don't try to frame me!"

Voldemort felt his eyes darken and almost fell from the sky.

Does he, Voldemort, the most powerful Dark Lord, care how many people he kills?

If he wanted to, it wouldn't matter if he killed not just hundreds of wizards, but thousands, because no one would be able to arrest him.

But the Lihuo explosion just now really had nothing to do with him...at all!

Voldemort dared to swear by all his achievements in dark magic over the years.

Although Li Huo is extremely unstable, it will not lose control because of the Life Curse. In other words, the Life Curse is an extremely special existence. It is driven more by malice rather than magic power, so it will not affect any other demons at all. curse…

No one knows the Death Curse better than Voldemort.

To a certain extent, the Death Curse can be used as a dispelling magic. When the power is strong enough, its effect is even comparable to that of the End of All Curses.

How could a lifting curse make Li Huo lose control...

It must be Kyle!

Voldemort instantly thought of what Kyle had done when he first used the fire to surround the Death Eaters. He might have hidden a second spell in the fire, or he might have changed the form of the fire.

In short, the fierce fire that exploded just now must have been controlled by him...the purpose was to prevent those Death Eaters from threatening him.

What a good idea. It not only relieved his own crisis, but also poured dirty water on him, saving him all the trouble he might encounter in the future.

So good…

Voldemort's scarlet pupils stared at Kyle... He felt that his evaluation of Kyle just now was a little premature.

He is different from Dumbledore, not even remotely similar. They are two completely different personalities.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Without any warning or any other nonsense, Voldemort used the Death Curse on Kyle again.

However, Kyle had already expected it. The moment Voldemort raised his wand, a not-quite-dead Death Eater was pulled from the side and stood in front of him.

"Oh! Brother, you...I will definitely avenge you!" Kyle said with a trembling voice, and the moment after the effect of the killing curse disappeared, he threw a ball of fierce fire at Voldemort.

Voldemort was unable to dodge for a moment, and the black mist in his lower body was ignited.

The raging fierce fire moved upward against the wind, and it seemed that it would completely engulf Voldemort in the next second.

"Despicable!" Voldemort roared, taking the initiative to use magic to remove part of the black fog, and dispelled the magic in the shortest time and fell back to the ground.

But even so, one of his legs was still burnt black, and his whole body became more depressed.

Voldemort was injured, which was a good thing to be happy about, but everyone who heard his roar showed a strange expression.

Did they hear wrongly, was Voldemort just calling others despicable?

I must have heard wrongly.

Everyone shook their heads and did not think about this problem again, but concentrated on dealing with the Death Eaters in front of them.

It's not just Voldemort who wants the Death Eaters to besiege Kyle, they also want to besiege Voldemort... In addition to helping Kyle, this is also their best chance to win the war.

Everyone can see that Voldemort is in a bad state now. If everyone works together, it may be possible to keep Voldemort forever.

They could all see it, and so could the Death Eaters. They definitely didn't want to see this happen... It could be said that Voldemort had failed, and they were completely finished.

They only thought that Voldemort could quickly deal with the annoying Kyle, so that he could help them kill the more annoying professors and Aurors around them, and then directly occupy Hogwarts in one go.

But due to some special reasons, the current Death Eaters have lost their numerical advantage. Coupled with Voldemort's wrong order just now, it has become very difficult for them to even resist Professor McGonagall and others, and it is impossible for them to help Voldemort.

Barty Crouch Jr. suddenly felt a little dazed...

Why would he think of helping the Dark Lord? The Dark Lord is obviously invincible, and he never needs the help of his servants.

It was during this trance that a magic spell fell on Barty Crouch Jr., knocking him away and almost falling into the black lake next to him.

Barty Crouch, the Director of Magical Traffic, walked out expressionlessly, raising his wand again.

Compared with two years ago, he looked more than ten years older. His hair was gray and messy, and his beard was unkempt, as if it had never been trimmed.

It was obvious that when he was in the Department of International Magical Cooperation, he paid the most attention to his image. He had to trim his beard twice a day, and there were strict requirements for both the number and length of his beard.

"Ah, father!" Barty Crouch Jr. stuck out his tongue like a snake, "Do you want to kill me? Kill me, the person who hinders you from becoming the Minister of Magic."

"I will... make up for my mistakes with my own hands." Barty Crouch seemed to have not spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse and vague, like the sound of scrubbing an old crucible with fire dragon skin.

But there was still no expression on his face.

On the other side, Professor McGonagall was directing the pieces of wood that were shattered into pieces, hitting Rodolphus Lestrange's head one after another.

They are said to be made of wood, but if you look closely, you will find that they are actually wooden armors holding various weapons. Judging from the style, they are similar to the decorations in Hogwarts Castle.

This is also the transformation spell that Professor McGonagall is best at, a bit like a simplified version of the Stone Dungeon...

Although it is a simplified version, its power is not weak at all. Even if the wooden body is broken, it can be quickly reassembled. As long as it is not a severe fire curse, it will be difficult to destroy them in a short time.

Moreover, the weapon with additional magic was simply harder than steel. Every time it was poked, Rodolphus screamed in pain and his face became increasingly pale.

In addition, he also had to deal with the magic shot by Professor McGonagall, and he soon became a little overwhelmed.

"Professor McGonagall...do you remember? I am your student..."

Rodolphus tried to play the emotional card, but this move made Professor McGonagall's face look even uglier, and the wand in his hand waved faster and faster.

The whole scene was in chaos. After the explosion of Li Huo, the Death Eaters quickly fell into a rout and were chased and fled in all directions. Even Voldemort was retreating.

He was still commanding his men loudly, trying to get them to take care of Kyle first, but this time no Death Eater responded to him. Instead, Professor McGonagall took the time to give him a stun spell.

Then came Professor Flitwick's binding spell.

Voldemort also understood that he was surrounded in turn, so he began to retreat actively, and was crowded back into the castle by the crowd.

When the numbers are not dominant, use the terrain of the castle to deal with the enemy... This also applies to Death Eaters.

And if he remembered correctly, there should be a group of Death Eaters in Hogwarts, not those who didn't go out to support, but the Death Eaters who went around to the other side of the wooden bridge as soon as the war started.

Counting the time, they should have already entered the castle.

Oh, there are also people on the periphery, who were originally supposed to prevent students from escaping, but it seems that they are no longer necessary now.

Voldemort raised his wand and fired a conspicuous Dark Mark into the sky.

"Why are there still Death Eaters!" Professor McGonagall panted, looking at the Dark Mark in the sky.

"There is no way, they are too deceptive." Professor Flitwick shook his head, turned and walked towards the school gate, "I will stay outside to block them, you go back to the castle."

"Harry, Kyle..."

At the same time, Hagrid's voice came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest. He rushed out with a large amount of new support.

It's the Thestral and the Hippogriff, and it's worth mentioning that almost everyone can see the Thestral now.

"I'm here, Hagrid..." Harry shouted, waving his arms.

"Thank God." Hagrid walked over quickly and looked around anxiously, "How are you? Where are the Death Eaters who escaped from trouble? Where did they go..."

When Voldemort flew into the sky just now and wanted to release the killed and trapped Death Eaters, Professor McGonagall immediately asked Hagrid to find support in the Forbidden Forest.

The Thestrals and Hippogriffs are both capable of flying, so maybe Kyle can use them.

But it's no longer needed.

Of course, Hagrid didn't know this. His memory still stuck in the time when Kyle was about to be besieged by Death Eaters.

"Where are those Death Eaters?"

"It's okay, Hagrid." Harry explained quickly: "Those Death Eaters were all killed by Voldemort."

"ah?"

As Hagrid listened to Harry's words, he suddenly fell into a daze for a moment. What he just heard was... Death Eaters were killed by Voldemort? Is there something wrong with this?

"That's it, Hagrid." Hermione also added: "Voldemort wanted to kill Kyle at first, but the direction of the spell was wrong, and it just ignited the fire that had not been completely extinguished.

"I would say this is all their own fault!" At this point, Ron looked extremely excited, "And Voldemort must be very angry to death for killing one of his own."

"Yeah, you're right." Hermione couldn't help but curl up her lips.

The scene just now was so relieving that even Professor McGonagall shouted excitedly when she saw it.

"Is that so?" Hagrid scratched his messy hair.

Although he still felt that this situation was a bit too bizarre, neither scientific nor magical, but since the three of them said so, it should be true.

"How are you?" Hagrid grabbed Harry's shoulder and asked with concern, "Is he not hurt?"

"No." Harry shook his head, his face turning slightly red.

Mainly because he was too embarrassed to tell Hagrid that he had been watching the whole process and had not fought the Death Eaters at all.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, Harry dreamed of fighting the Death Eaters to the death, but he couldn't tell the enemy.

Professor McGonagall and the others directly blocked the Death Eaters in an encirclement circle, and he, Ron and Hermione, by chance, were outside the circle.

He had no contact with the Death Eaters at all, and he was afraid of accidentally hurting his own people when he was helping outside, so he could only watch. The three of them were the most relaxed at that time.

"That's good, that's good, you must protect yourself." After Hagrid said that, he strode into the castle.

He had already missed one battle and didn't want to miss another.

After Hagrid left, Harry and the three of them were left standing there staring at each other.

"Okay, what should we do now?" Ron murmured: "I can't believe that Kyle almost defeated Voldemort. Is he really only one grade higher than us?"

He felt weak in his legs just looking at the large-scale life-killing curse from a distance, and he didn't know how Kyle solved it.

"Yes!" These words also caused Hermione and Harry to fall into silence.

Everyone is about the same age. They couldn't even resist when facing Voldemort, but Kyle was able to defeat him.

This huge gap made the three of them unable to accept it for a while, or in other words, they didn't know how to accept it.

This was the first time they had truly understood Kyle's specific strength... It felt as unreal as a dream.

But they saw with their own eyes that Voldemort was defeated steadily and even retreated to the castle on his own initiative.

"Let's go back to the castle quickly." Hermione took the initiative to break the silence and said, "Since you have chosen to stay at Hogwarts, you can't do nothing. I don't believe I won't meet a Death Eater in the castle. ”

"I remember there were Death Eaters in the Astronomy Tower." Ron thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, we'll go there." Hermione nodded.

She had now acquiesced not to join in the fun around Voldemort.

Apart from the danger, there is really nothing else to do. It is better to go to other places to help.

"Harry, follow quickly..." Hermione turned around and said.

"You go ahead." Harry said, standing still with his head lowered.

"Harry, you..." Ron pursed his lips, "Don't be like this. Fred has already said that Kyle is not a normal wizard. There is no need for us to compare with him."

"Yes." Hermione also supported: "As long as it can kill Voldemort, it's the same for everyone. The prophecy of the savior...well, I mean, that prophecy was said by Clelawny. What is she like? You know best.”

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Harry raised his head and looked at his two best friends dumbfounded, "You don't think I'm struggling with the identity of my savior, do you?"

"No, isn't it?" Ron asked cautiously.

"Of course not." Harry blurted out, "That's what I was thinking about."

He took out a bottle from his pocket, "Remember? Snape gave it to me and asked me to go to the principal's office. I was thinking that maybe now is the time."

"I can't be of much help anyway, just in case there's something important here."

"That makes sense, so what are you waiting for!" Hermione breathed a faint sigh of relief, pulling Harry and running towards the castle. "Move quickly, Ron and I can just be a lookout for you."

The three of them hurried into the foyer and ran toward the stairs.

As he passed the Great Hall, Harry noticed that the fighting there was already in full swing.

Much like when they were outside, Kyle and Voldemort still firmly occupied the center of the battlefield.

People continued to join them around, and Harry saw Charlie, Professor Slughorn, and the shopkeepers from Hogsmeade Village, who were also coming.

But there was a fierce fire burning at the door of the auditorium, and everyone was blocked out.

Although there were only two people in the auditorium, the damage caused was no worse than outside.

In just a few minutes, the enchanted ceiling was shattered, and the long tables representing the four colleges were all broken into several pieces.

The floor of the auditorium is filled with bottomless swamps and corrosive liquids, also the work of Kyle and Voldemort.

But as time went by, Kyle gradually began to fall into a disadvantage.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's that his experience is not as good as Voldemort's... But there's nothing he can do about it, because he only graduated a year ago.

Kyle looked around irritably and at the anxious faces outside the auditorium.

He's looking for Dumbledore...

As agreed before, Dumbledore used Malfoy to successfully move to a dark place, and after luring Voldemort out, he appeared on the spot, and worked together with Kellie to catch the other side off guard.

With this plan, Voldemort will never be able to escape.

…But what about others now? !

Kyle felt like he had almost killed Voldemort, but where was Dumbledore!

Asleep?

Kyle became more and more irritable, which also led to him not even noticing Voldemort's small movements. His left hand was hit by a hidden petrification spell and he was unable to move.

Voldemort seized the opportunity,

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

The two people's spells clashed together again, but this time, Kyle, who could not move his left hand, could no longer make a sneak attack like before.

Voldemort showed a cruel smile and slowly raised his fingers.

A sharp stone cone rose from the ground and headed straight for Kyle's heart.

"Doesn't it look familiar?" There was a bit of pride in his eyes. In order to make Kyle feel desperate, he even deliberately slowed down the stone cone.

"Oops!" Kyle's expression changed, and at the same time he was mentally attacking Dumbledore.

If he doesn't show up again, he will really be here!

"Stop it, you bastard!"

"Retreat the enemy three feet!"

There was a roar from outside. The voice was familiar, but it wasn't Dumbledore. It seemed to be Mikel's, wanting to help him.

Unfortunately it's of no use.

The powerful fire left by Voldemort at the door should also be a kind of dark magic. Even curses can ignite, not to mention students, even professors' curses may not be...

"Bang!"

Something seemed to fly past Kyle's eyes, and then Voldemort was hit by a giant running at full speed and flew out instantly.

The connection of the magic spell was also broken, and the scattered magic sparks exploded one after another, blowing the remaining Hufflepuff scoring hourglass to pieces and scattering yellow gems all over the floor.

"Where's Voldemort?" Kyle stood there, still a little unresponsive... "What happened just now? It seemed like a beam of light. Was it a curse?"

"Probably...no." He tried hard to recall the situation just now, shook his head, and mentally rejected his guess.

Kyle vaguely remembered that the light was almost as thick as an arm. How could a curse be so thick? Even Dumbledore wouldn't be so exaggerated.

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(End of chapter)