Chapter 1031 ???Escape From Death
"Get out of the way, I'll do it." A masked wizard next to him held out his hand to stop Fenrir, and then raised his wand after holding his throat and speaking grimly.
"S... hiss..." Greyback looked at the other party with dissatisfaction, and just about to call out the other party's name, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm by another masked Death Eater beside him.
"Shut up, idiot, make sure you are facing a Death Eater." Lucius, who was also wearing a mask, scolded coldly. Ke scolded——Lucius, who had been unable to report to Alan because of the people around him, was a little anxious. Although he hated the Weasleys, he tried to attack the opponent's broken house in the previous battles, and now he thought of Alan. There was also a spy with the mysterious man, who had some doubts about Snape's motives, so he helped stop Greyback.
"Molly, take the children to apparate first, Bill, I'm sorry, you need to stay with me for a while." Arthur called behind him.
"Of course, father." Bill simply cast the armor again.
Molly understood what her husband and Bill meant. If the whole family teleports together now, it would be very dangerous to be attacked when the atomization occurs. The father and son wanted to buy time for them, but Molly just pulled the child away. Feeling that Ginny broke free from her hand instead, she looked up at the children's eyes and understood what they meant, and instead of giving priority to the children as usual, she said to Arthur calmly: "Arthur, the Weasley family and None of the Prewetts sacrificed their family traditions."
"Hmph, stupid pure-blood shame." Lucius snorted with a mask on, and he found it very difficult to be so ignorant of the Weasleys.
The masked Snape didn't speak, he directly raised his hand and quickly shot an Avada Kedavra spell at Fred, but the opponent nimbly dodged it, and then he aimed at Fred as soon as he turned his wand. Worried about his twin brother George.
At the moment when the danger seemed to be imminent, George only felt heat in his ears, and he could only hold on to the thin wooden stick...his only weapon, and at the same time he heard Fred's angry cry Yelling...then the world faded to pain and a blur, and a hot, sticky feeling on the side of his head told him he was bleeding profusely.
"Fred?!" Arthur, who had just replied, was pale and his eyes were slanted, aiming at Snape who had hurt his son with his wand.
Bill had just stunned a Death Eater with a stun spell, and when he heard his father roaring like never before, he raised his head, and saw the werewolf Greyback rushing towards his father from the side, and was focusing on attacking Arthur in front of him. Didn't notice at all.
With no time to react, Bill threw himself on Arthur's body, exposing his body to Bill's face without any reservation. Bill had no choice but to take the impact of the werewolf forcefully. Greyback Roll with Bill.
"Haha! Let Greyback play with that kid!" the little witch with slashed shoulders and a pale doughy face and small mung bean eyes yelled at another dark wizard who looked just like her. : "Amycus, show some color to Weasley's parents!"
"Torture!" A stout, stooped man with a crooked mouth and a strange grin on his face shook his wand, and a torture spell shot and hit Arthur who was pushed to the ground, recovering Arthur, who wanted to attack the werewolf, instantly twisted his arms and legs in irregular ways—this black magic and Cruciatus in the Unforgivable Curse only directly acted on the body of the subject rather than the soul and spirit.
"How dare you?!" roared Mrs. Weasley,
She pushed Ginny towards Fred to let him protect his sister and said in a low voice, "I'll create a chance for you later, bring Ginny and Ron Phantom to ask Dumbledore to help! Not many words!" , without waiting for Fred to react, she cast a silent spell with her other hand to knock Amycus away, who was continuing to torment her husband, and then threw off the shawl, freeing both arms, and then the wand Alecto Kahlo's curse from the Kahlo Brothers and Sisters was flicked off with a little chic.
And when Amycus was trying to get scared, another Death Eater with a foreign accent made the tip of his wand glow with green light. He raised his wand with a smirk, and the green light reflected In the eyes of Arthur, who was unable to attack... Suddenly, before the Death Eater even had time to say a word of the spell, his head was chopped off by a small black shadow flying over from the sky—the head of a black wizard When Gululu rolled down to his waist, the whistling sound brought by the black shadow just now reached the ears of others. The black wizard's body remained on the spot for a few seconds while maintaining the posture of raising his staff, and then slammed fell to the ground.
"What the hell... ah!?" Amycus, one of the Carlo brothers and sisters, lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground as soon as he got up. Only then did he realize that one of his legs had been cut off by a flying axe.
The Death Eaters clenched their wands and looked towards the direction of the throwing ax in panic. They saw three guys dressed as knights in full armor rushing down from the hill not far away. They were much taller than ordinary people, and they were dressed in black metal armor , the two leading knights carried a long-handled giant ax on their shoulders, and the two Viking throwing axes hanging on their waists were one less than the one behind.
The Death Eaters recognized that this was the death knight from the Harris family who had been on TV before, and these people were running towards the Burrow at an unimaginable speed, and following the traces of the overwhelmed plants behind them, the source was coming. Standing alone in the night on the top of the hill, that weird house looks like a piece of a huge wizard chess piece, and that is the Lovegood house.
When a new round of fighting broke out in the Burrow, the duel scene in the small park, whether it was in front of the wizard TV or the few wizards who were lucky enough to watch it up close, was not as serious as the previous school bullying after the duel. The dazzling duel left them a little stunned, and they were shocked and unfamiliar with the use of magic no matter whether they knew it or not, and what surprised them even more was the situation at the duel scene at this time.
Known as "the most dangerous dark wizard in history", the second-generation Dark Lord, who is not even dared to call him by his name, is standing staggeringly, barely supporting his body, his hat and glasses are gone , but the Gryffindor scarf around his neck was still crookedly draped over his body, and he didn't have time to take it off. The black robe on his body turned into tattered pieces of cloth, barely covering his body, while his exposed body was covered all over. The wound cut by the blade continued to ooze blood. Sweat rolled down his head, which was covered in spiderwebs from the electric shock, and the fingers holding the wand were shaking slightly, and his red eyes were panting.
And the expression on Alan's face, which was not much different from before, was still calm, and his hand holding the staff was still steady. He stroked back a strand of hair scattered on his forehead, and then looked at Voldemort indifferently. The understatement didn't seem to be affected by this duel in any way, "Tom, I think you should understand clearly now, compared to the fifth grade, you are no match for me now."
Seeing Allen talking, Voldemort's wand pointed at him, and in an instant he restored the shattered and tattered magic robe due to the duel.
Allen's voice came over: "In the last duel, you gave me a chance to comb my hair and change my clothes. Now we are clear."
Voldemort looked at Alan, who hadn't given him a chance to change his clothes, pretending to be magnanimous at this time. The unspeakable humiliation and anger made his blood boil—the boy in front of him was born with pure blood, and he also got The favor of the founder of Hogwarts is why he surpassed himself in strength at such an age.
"If I have his luck..." Voldemort's eyes widened, he tried to suppress the jealousy and anger in his heart during the duel, but he still couldn't bear to say: "Harris, you are just born with more luck than me. Just better."
"Tom, it seems that you don't know anything about luck." Allen shook his head and sighed.
"It's useless! You can't kill me at all!" Voldemort's eyes widened viciously, and the remaining rationality told him that he should not continue the following topic, but the rage and jealousy and the feeling of being humiliated swallowed him up, and he blurted out: " Boy, don’t think you can look down on me! You can’t kill me! Do you know Horcruxes?! I’ve already escaped death!”