Chapter 1018: Air Combat (Sincere Thanks to Liu Xiahui and the Leaders of Huozhongwuda Da and Others)
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But as Dumbledore said, the wizards who became Harry received much less attacks, and even the spells shot at them were not even considered black magic. However, in contrast, the Order of the Phoenix riding a broomstick The team received more attacks. Based on what the Death Eaters knew about Harry through Snape and the investigation, they felt that when his own life safety was involved, he would definitely choose the means of transportation that he was best at.
These Death Eaters only chose to tangle with the Aurors, but the prestigious protectors were attacked much more intensely. The Death Eaters seemed to believe that the real Harry Potter would definitely follow the powerful ones. Wizards, the stronger the protector, the more attacks they receive, the more powerful the attacks, and the more dangerous the situation.
Sirius' group received a lot of attention from the beginning. He waved his wand like a sword, and sparks shot out from the tip of his wand. Such a hearty fight was obviously in line with his temperament - but this soon made him lose his temper. The Death Eaters realized that the godfather in front of them who was not busy escorting his godson to escape must be a fake.
Professor McGonagall also faced three Death Eaters at the same time: "Mr. Avery, Mr. Mulcerb, I'm sorry, what awaits you now is not just confinement." As she said this, she neatly displayed her calmness. With agility that was disproportionate to his age, he used the strength of a former Quidditch player to divide the distance between the opponents with his speed. Then he waved the wand in his hand and used the transformation spell to turn one of them into a snail, making the opponent slippery and unable to sit down. The stable broom began to fall, but this also caused more Death Eaters to surround their former Transfiguration professor.
The person most favored by the Death Eaters in the audience and who suffered the most violent attacks was Mad-Eye Alastor Moody. This old Auror who was famous in the First Wizarding War was very powerful back then, and now the Death Eaters present Before the Death Apostles took out Azkaban, many of them were captured and imprisoned by him, so correspondingly, he was attracting the siege of at least seven Death Eaters at this time.
"You lackeys, you can't beat me!" Moody shouted in a rough voice, his magic eye whirling in his eye sockets, not letting go of the magic spells that were shot at him from around him, in his thick dark gray hair. Under the hair, his face looked scarred, with the feeling of old rotten wood. A large part of his nose was missing, and because he was missing a leg, he used a prosthetic leg made of wood, so his broom was modified. He was given a place to put his feet in front.
These were the marks of his countless battles with dark magic as an Auror, and they were also the reasons why he didn't like the twins' fireworks show very much.
At this time, Moody raised his arm, and a red light hit the Death Eater closest to him. The Death Eater fell back and fell off the broom. According to Moody's habit, he did not use the broom at this time. The Ministry of Magic allows the use of the Unforgivable Curse at critical moments. He has used this style to successfully lead many Aurors who became Death Eaters back to the right path. Most of the injuries he suffered were a direct reflection of this attitude. ——But the power of these ordinary spells he used still made those Death Eaters dare not underestimate him.
"Avada..." Another Death Eater flew aside to avoid Alastor's spell. He aimed his wand at Moody, but before he could shoot the spell, Moody added the spell. The spell hit him, right on the chest: he froze, still raising his arm, and the wand slipped from his hand and fell rapidly.
"You cowards, just use your evil black magic..." Moody provoked wantonly, and after dodging a blow of the death curse, he cursed, "What can you do to me... Ha, poor accuracy... Their command has made you lose your mind! Let me give you a demonstration...I want to give you some colors to see..."
His approach of not being afraid of sacrifice and trying his best to attract attacks made the fake Porter Mundungus he was protecting trembled with fear. He was trembling all over in fear of the battle in front of him, breathing rapidly on the broomstick, completely unconcerned. Raise your wand to help Moody.
A Death Eater aimed at Moody and swept out a blast of fire with his wand, almost igniting Mundungus. Mundungus screamed and cast a bodyguard randomly to survive, but Moody quickly responded with a burst of flames. The raging bear flashed past, and the opponent's broom tail was ignited by the flames he summoned. The Death Eater hurriedly tried to use Ten Thousand Curses to extinguish the flames, but due to the loss of control of the broom, his flying skills were not up to par. Helpless, the broom and the Death Eater on it swirled and fell downwards. Another Death Eater quickly flew down and grabbed him onto his broom, but the broom burning with fire continued to fall.
As the Death Eater struggled to sit back on his companion's broom, the frightened Mundungus kept shouting: "Damn it, stop messing around! You should have sent me to a safe house instead of showing me You challenge all Death Eaters!"
"Shut up, Mundungus!" Moody shouted angrily at Mundungus, "We have long been exposed that it is not true, you can help!"
At this moment, a burst of flames came straight towards Moody. Moody, who had already stretched out his arm, threw away his wand and switched it to his other hand. He cast an armor spell to stop the spreading flames for himself.
Mundungus could no longer suppress the anger and fear in his heart. He looked up at Moody, gritted his teeth and apparated away from the scene of the battle. Moody, who had not expected this at all, subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it. He, however, took the opportunity to stumble on the broom.
The dark wizard who was almost burned by his broom seized the opportunity and began to recite the Avada Kedavra. Moody, who had not yet stopped the flames, had no time to dodge and block it - he could either choose to keep the Iron Armor Curse to block the flames, or he could You can only try to avoid the Death Curse that cannot be blocked by the magic shield while maintaining the Iron Armor Curse.
Suddenly, the broomstick under the Death Eater who was continuing to cast flames seemed to be alive. The broomstick bent upward on its own, almost hitting the spell-casting wizard's nose. Almost in the blink of an eye, the broomstick tip moved horizontally and vertically like a fan. It stretched, forming a wall between Moody and the Death Eaters, deflecting the flames from the tip of his staff and setting him on fire.
Behind the ignited Death Eaters, the dark wizard who was using Avatar to chew the big melon was startled by the sudden change in front of him. In shock, the green light that just appeared was thrown away by him, bang. With a sound, it hit the wall turned into a broom stick. In an instant, the wall was torn apart. The fragments flew in the air and fell. The ignited dark wizard also fell out.
The Death Eater who cast the Death Curse to explode the tip of the broomstick under his crotch had no intention of catching his companions. Once again he felt that he had no support and suddenly fell from the sky. In panic, he tightened his grip With his legs, hoping that only half of the broom he had just smashed could fly again, he stretched out his palms desperately, trying to grab something to stop his falling momentum, but he could not get any help, except for the shock. Huh, he had no choice but to let himself fall downwards, and this time no other Death Eaters cared about him anymore.
"Dumbledore!" someone among the Death Eaters besieging Moody shouted. He looked around and then took a sharp breath.
I saw Dumbledore riding a griffon that seemed to be transformed from the mud on the grass, flying out of the clouds above. The lion-like back half of the griffin that Dumbledore transformed casually It also has mottled emerald green turf, and a few gorgeous roses planted by Petunia on its eagle-like head.
But unexpectedly, the appearance of the white wizard did not scare away these dark wizards. Instead, more Death Eaters gave up their opponents and surrounded them. They flew in circles quickly, raised their wands, and cast a wave The green light was heading towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore controlled the gryphon beast beneath him, either using its lifeless body to resist, or dodging away like a gust of wind.
At the same time, the former headmaster of Hogwarts waved his wand heartily and vigorously. The three Death Eaters on his left who were flying rapidly seemed to have hit an invisible wall. The moment they were bounced away with a bang, their cheeks and noses seemed to be distorted and deformed. Several Death Eaters fell from the sky without any reaction, because they lost consciousness in the collision just now.
Dark wizards wearing various skull masks rushed up one after another. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net They fired deadly spells at Dumbledore, but they were easily deflected by the white-haired Dumbledore. Dissolved.
When several Death Eaters saw this, they began to speak their own spells and flew down like meteors, aiming at the Muggle community below. Dumbledore was too late to stop him. One of the thunderbolt explosions hit a house, causing a huge gas explosion. The waves made a huge roar.
This angered Dumbledore. He waved his wand like a whip. A long thin flame emerged from the tip of the wand and wrapped around the silver skull masked wizard who had just cast a thunderbolt explosion, including himself and his body. The flying broomstick and everything on him were shattered together.
The Death Eater wearing the silver skull mask could only let out a short, pitiful cry, and then scattered with the fragments and fell down.
Dumbledore was riding on the griffin, looking through his crescent-shaped glasses at the Death Eaters who continued to rush towards him. His long white hair and beard were blown into the air by the high-altitude wind. Dumbledore's There was a kind of coldness in his eyes, and suddenly he gave up fighting. Instead, he patted the head of the griffin beast under him, and drove it straight to the higher sky.
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