Dumbledore felt a little heart palpitated for no reason. He couldn't sleep, so he simply came to the rooftop. Hogwarts has a peaceful feeling during the holidays. Without the noisy little wizards, the school is quite empty.
The emptiness made an old man feel a little lonely. Suddenly Dumbledore noticed what seemed to be a white shadow outside the window. He looked down and saw Professor Trelawney standing blankly in the courtyard wearing a puff-sleeved nightgown with pink and white spots.
In fact, it took him half a second to realize that it was Professor Trelawney, and the moment he realized it, he appeared in the courtyard.
"Sibyl, what are you doing?" Dumbledore's expression was a little solemn. He seemed to have expected something, and his eyes became sharp.
Professor Trelawney turned her head as if she had noticed him. Her expression was not normal. The glasses she usually wore were missing. Her eyes were turned up abnormally, revealing a patch of white. Her limbs were a little stiff and her fingers were straining. She trembled convulsively, and her lips trembled until she found the pronunciation correctly.
"The Dark Lord is gathering his minions, trying to make a comeback, but death is also involved. Those who try to play with death will only be played by fate. No one can escape death, no one..." Obviously this is a prophecy, Deng Blido is listening to Trelawney's prophecies.
Just when he thought the prophecy had ended, Trelawney suddenly pounced on him and grabbed his arm with such force that it even hurt Dumbledore.
He heard Trelawney screaming: "...The Boy Who Lived is the last one!" Dumbledore caught Trelawney who suddenly fell asleep, his sharp blue eyes filled with a certain determination. .
Professor McGonagall was hurriedly called over and noticed Trelawney floating in the air. She was stunned for a moment before Dumbledore gave her the task of taking Trelawney back to her room.
They still had some things to discuss later. Hogwarts probably won't be too quiet tonight.
"Where is Severus now? I need to see him."...A war was breaking out in the old Lestrange house in France.
The battle between Noah and Voldemort was very fierce. Noah had made conjectures before. Voldemort might still be stronger than Grindelwald, or to be precise, he was stronger than Grindelwald in his youth and comparable to Orrelius. Sri Lanka's.
In the previous encounter, Voldemort's strength had not been restored, and at that time he could not accurately judge his true strength.
But this time Noah noticed the gap as soon as they met. The magical power is indeed comparable to Aurelius, but the application of magic is not as good as Grindelwald.
To use an analogy, Grindelwald's application of magic is even more extensive. He is good at almost all spells and can even develop multiple uses for one spell.
Voldemort's application of magic only pursued power. The most obvious ones were the three unforgivable curses, which were much more powerful than ordinary wizards, but that was all.
Look at how one of Grindelwald's flame amulets could be turned into a fire curse and almost burned down Paris. Now look at Voldemort's fire curse and it feels a bit different.
You have talent, but you don’t use it well. Noah easily avoided the huge fire python that was biting him, and floated directly in the air. Voldemort was standing at the lower end of the fire python, with his hands raised in the air and his face full of excitement, directing the fire python to jump up and bite in mid-air.
This scene is really too familiar. I also dealt with this big guy last time in the Forbidden Forest.
But now, Noah has another magic - the fire shield taught by Grindelwald himself. The bright silver flame suddenly burned up, forming a wall of fire that surrounded the red fire python. The fire python fell to the ground and twisted wildly on the ground for several times trying to extinguish the bright silver flame, but the flame still spread. Half of its body was on it.
Voldemort frowned, clasping his hands together, he suddenly raised the wand, and the part of the fire python that was spread by the bright silver flame quickly fell off, and soon it was scattered on the ground like the real thing.
Noah put his hands together, and all the scattered flames suddenly gathered together. The flames suddenly shot up, and then something flew out of the flames with a hissing sound.
If you look closely, you will see that it is a silver-white feathered serpent, a bit like the Patronus Charm, but it is composed of burning bright silver flames.
The fire python and the silver feathered serpent immediately fought together. The two fire snakes were entangled and wrestling, and the flames were entangled and burned each other.
Although this description is a bit incredible, the two different flames are indeed burning each other, and they are both trying to burn the other.
Voldemort's eyes briefly withdrew from the two fire snakes, and looked at Noah who landed lightly on the ground with admiration: "You are very strong, are you interested in following me? You are also pure blood, why do you choose to fight against me? ? We are all pure blood." Noah sneered: "Are you?" Voldemort paused, and his expression suddenly became gloomy: "What did you say?" Noah repeated again in his leisurely time: "You are? "Tom Marvolo Riddle, are you really a pure blood?" Voldemort, formerly known as Tom Riddle, was born to Tom Riddle Sr., a Muggle whom he had always belittled and shamefully, and his biological mother Merope ·Gaunt, a direct member of the Gaunt family, was secretly expelled from the family because he fell in love with a Muggle, and Tom was even born when the witch used a love potion on a Muggle - a child born from a love potion Born not to understand
"Love", so Voldemort grew into a twisted figure who only pursued power and power. He even concealed his true origin and pretended to be a pure-blood leader.
"Battle of the Purebloods." Noah knew this because he heard his friends complain about Voldemort's identity and shamelessness more than once, and at this moment this piece of information just happened to poke Voldemort's sore foot - he hated people mentioning his origin and his original name the most. !
At this moment, Voldemort was completely enraged, and the black robes on his body began to move without any wind, entirely due to the violent surge of magic power.
Noah narrowed his eyes, and invisible magic lines flowed under his feet. They were restrained and dangerous. Although not as powerful as Voldemort, they still exuded danger in a subtle way.
The Death Eaters were a little uneasy. They gathered at the door, but they didn't dare to intervene in the battle. Some of them even had some thoughts that they shouldn't have.
Voldemort has been dead for too long. More than ten years are enough for many people to deliberately forget the nightmares he caused, not to mention that there is still a guy who can fight against Voldemort, and it's not Dumbledore!
What does this mean? Voldemort is no longer as powerful as he once was, so much so that wizards now dare to challenge his majesty.
But these guys are also human spirits, and no one will stand up at this moment. Not participating in the battle is the limit of what they can do.
