Chapter 1626 Alvin, Sirius vs Voldemort

"I'm fine, keep flying!" Harry wiped the blood, and he saw two Death Eaters approaching from the darkness.

When he and the Death Eaters exchanged spells, Hagrid turned the car around and made a difficult "Z".

Harry knew that because the seat was not safe, Hagrid didn't dare to spray flames anymore. Fortunately, the two Death Eaters behind were not strong enough, so he kept casting Stunning Spells on the Death Eaters behind him, almost knocking them down took the broom.

A Death Eater's hood fell off while avoiding Harry's magic, and through the red light from the stun magic, Harry saw the pale face of Stan Thornpark.

Well, this guy is finally a Death Eater.

Seeing Stan Thornpak, the former Cavaliers bus conductor, Harry was no less shocked than he had been a few months earlier when he knew the guy had been arrested on suspicion of Death Eater activity. Also because of this matter, I had a heated argument with Rufus Scrimgeour, thinking that Stan Thorn Parker is definitely not a Death Eater, he is just a conductor with acne and likes to brag, and now it seems that there is really nothing is absolute.

When evil comes, everyone will fall into madness.

At this time, two more Death Eaters appeared from the darkness and flew towards Hagrid's motorcycle quickly.

"Hagrid, shoot again, that flamethrower again!" Harry yelled over his shoulder.

"Hold me tight, Harry!" Hagrid responded.

Harry turned around and hugged Hagrid's waist tightly, and accompanied by another deafening roar, a drum of whitish blue flames spewed out from the vent.

Under the force of the impact, Harry felt as if he was sliding towards the back of the seat.

Just as he was about to paddle out, Hagrid reached over with one hand and grabbed him firmly from behind, while with the other he gripped the handlebars as best he could.

"I think we got rid of them, Harry, we did it!" exclaimed Hagrid excitedly.

Harry felt his hand was sticky, and he lifted it up to see in the moonlight that it was covered with blood, the blood left by his tooth being knocked out just now.

But it wasn't a big deal, in fact, Harry thought it was a little too easy.

After a few minutes, he felt the motorcycle descend a little, although the lights on the ground were still as far away as the stars in the sky.

The shortness of breath gradually subsided, and Harry couldn't help but wonder, where the hell is Voldemort?

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After getting rid of the Death Eaters, Alvin and Sirius changed direction and flew northeast, which is the direction Ron and Mad-Eye Moody escaped from.

Ai Wen could feel that, compared with other moving groups, the two of them stopped still, which was worrying.

In the endless darkness around him, he felt a hint of danger.

There were no Death Eaters, but as they moved forward, the aura of danger became stronger and stronger.

It's... Voldemort's breath!

And his magic powers!

How strange that Voldemort went after Ron and Moody!

Ivan didn't know why Voldemort did this, he didn't believe that Voldemort would be so easily confused.

Even if Voldemort went after Harry and Hagrid's group, Ivan would not be so surprised. He knew the connection between Harry and Voldemort.

The connection between the Horcrux and the main soul allows Voldemort to find Harry, and if he really wants to, he can do it, and no one can stop it.

Of course, doing so would further hurt Voldemort's broken soul, whether he was willing or not.

But now Voldemort didn't go after Ivan who was the loudest, and instead of chasing the real Harry, he actually went after Ron, which is so strange!

What is he going to do?

"Look, Alvin, there!" Sirius shouted.

Next to a Muggle building in the downtown area, Ivan saw Voldemort floating in the air out of thin air. He was probably floating on the seventh floor. He didn't ride a broom or a Thestral. He just floated like that. There was a sinister gleam in his face, and a wand was held in pale fingers.

At Voldemort's feet, the darkness was gathering towards him with smoke on the wind.

In front of him was another gathering point of smoky darkness.

Under the reflection of the surrounding high-rise lights, Ivan saw the body of "Harry" slowly approaching Voldemort...

No, that's Ron!

He should be in a coma, unconscious, with his head down, surrounded by black mist, getting closer and closer to Voldemort.

The two sides seem to be connected by a black thread, but it seems to be a deep night, a darkness that even lights cannot dispel.

Ivan didn't know what Voldemort was going to do with Ron, nor how he was floating in mid-air, this kind of magic... He looked away from Voldemort, who was shrouded in black mist, and quickly looked around, looking around It was a mess, just experienced a fierce battle, and Ivan also didn't see Moody, so he didn't know what happened.

This emergency situation did not leave them much time, Sirius roared, controlled the broom and rushed towards Voldemort.

Ivan followed and flew up, and he pointed his wand at the street lights on both sides of the road.

A blue light flashed, and the two street lamps began to grow longer, longer and longer, and then flew away like Voldemort at high speed like snakes, but before they touched Voldemort, the street lamps began to melt and finally turned into a mass of gray The smoke re-condensed into sharp knives to meet Sirius who was rushing towards him.

Sirius controlled the broomstick to escape narrowly, and Voldemort pointed his wand at him, "Avada..."

A lightning-like silver-white radiance struck, and it was Aiwen's spell.

He wanted to interrupt Voldemort's spellcasting, but it was useless. Almost at the moment he fired the magic, a black shield suddenly appeared in front of Voldemort.

The white light hit the shield, making a thunderous rumbling noise, which turned into sparks and dissipated in the air.

A shining stream of light flashed on the shield, and then disappeared into the air.

Amidst the rumbling sound, Voldemort's magic had been completed, and the dark green light beam hit the fast-moving Sirius, threatening death.

This force is very strong, and the powerful magical atmosphere oppresses the space, making it impossible for Sirius to dodge.

boom!

The Killing Curse hit Sirius' broomstick, and he Apparated at the last moment.

The next second, he appeared above Voldemort, swung his wand and shot three red lights.

Almost at the same time, Ivan's magic was also ready to be completed.

He swung his wand wildly, and a bright red light streaked across the night sky, one spell after another struck Voldemort.

"Poor spell! Poor magic!" said Voldemort grimly, with no warmth in his voice.

He raised his wand, and the black mist around him boiled and rolled.

When the magic beam came into contact with the black mist, it was swallowed by the black mist without a single ripple...