great-warnovel Chapter 289 The Great Battle Resumes
Chapter 289 The Great Battle Resumes
Chapter 289 The Great Battle Resumes
The truce lasted for less than three days.
When Wolf Howl sounded again from the Forbidden Forest, everyone in the castle immediately returned to their positions.
There were far fewer guards by the water, leaving only Flitwick to keep an eye on the mermaids, while everyone else moved to the northern front.
Since Graybury ate there last time, it's foreseeable that the pressure here will be even greater.
The monsters from the Forbidden Forest were driven back again, but this time they were very unwilling, even at the cost of a greater conflict with the werewolves, as the stone castle had left too deep a shadow on them.
The endless rain of light, the relentless bombardment, and the even wilder magical creatures made them reluctant to approach the southern part of the Forbidden Forest for the foreseeable future.
Unfortunately, they were too scattered and lacked intelligence, and were eventually driven away through repeated collisions.
"Once the war is over, we probably won't need to deliberately clear the Forbidden Forest anymore." McGonagall lightened the mood for once, watching the werewolves drive away the monsters and surge out of the forest again.
"I wonder how many species will become completely extinct after the war," Newt lamented.
Even today, the Forbidden Forest remains a rare treasure trove of species, where many amazing animals that cannot be found elsewhere can still be found and survive. However, under the driving and consumption by werewolves, the ecosystem has suffered devastating damage, and it is unknown whether it can recover in the future.
The number of Order of the Phoenix members appeared to have dwindled considerably. Many of them had left in twos and threes, heading to various hiding places near the castle, creating the illusion that Lily might be hiding anywhere in the area.
The dark clouds rolled in from the west again, but this time Yaxley was smarter. He scattered the Biphasic monsters everywhere, like flies swarming the sky. Even though Dumbledore's phoenix was big enough, he couldn't take care of them all.
On the ground, the horde of iniquities seemed to have grown even larger, and Voldemort's Death Eaters had also summoned even more iniquities.
They moved toward the gathering of the living, emitting muffled groans.
Moreover, this time it wasn't just Snape and a bunch of nameless rabble; Bellatrix, Rodolphus, and others were also hiding in the grove, waiting to get closer and give Hogwarts a surprise.
"Should we stick to our previous roles?" Hermione asked, standing atop the Astronomy Tower.
This time, not only was Dumbledore by his side, but Adebbe Wolflin was also pushed up in a chair.
"You hold off the Twins and the Shadows, I'll control the Glowstone Core."
Having learned from the previous experience, this time no mermaids were hindering them from behind, and everyone felt confident. As long as they blocked them from the front,
That would make Graybuck return empty-handed once again!
Wizards can simply cast spells in the castle, while werewolves have to pay with their own lives. After a few such wars of attrition, even the werewolf king would feel the pinch.
Professor Sprout replenished some magical plants, and McGonagall urged the repaired statues back to the front lines. The magical creatures' wounds weren't healing as quickly, but they followed Hagrid's spider swarm, roaring at the beast tide.
"We still need to be careful of the centaurs. Although I think Greyback has stopped them, we can't let our guard down. Frank is still in the university hospital," Dumbledore said.
"After the last battle, both sides suffered some losses, but comparatively, Graybury was under more pressure," Adbe said.
"In fact, if I were him, I would already be considering withdrawing my troops rather than forcing myself to start another war."
Dumbledore nodded: "So, he must have some trump card up his sleeve, something that gives him the confidence to defeat us."
"But what trump card does he have that allows him to directly confront our sapphire cannon?" Hermione asked, puzzled.
But the next moment, as more werewolves surged out of the forest, a green beam suddenly shot into the sky, exploded, and formed a terrifying skull shape.
"Oh! The Death Mark—now we know." Adbe frowned.
"Voldemort—he's here in person!" Although it was known beforehand that Voldemort had sent Death Eaters, the main force was still Greyback's wolf army, and they hadn't even fired their signature symbols.
But now that it has suddenly come out, it's clear that the dominant force in the attack has changed.
Sure enough, a dark green figure soared into the air and flew over the Forbidden Forest. The familiar ugly face, with a smug smile, stared at Dumbledore in the Astronomy Tower.
"It's Voldemort!" the people in the castle exclaimed in surprise. The appearance of this villain made the people, who were originally quite confident, worry again.
The only person in the postwar world who could be compared to Dumbledore and Grindelwald, his extraordinary talent in dark magic once led everyone to believe that he would become the next Dark Lord, provided, of course, that the current Grindelwald died.
When he appears in the enemy's camp, even if Dumbledore is on your side, it is enough to increase the pressure.
"You old codger, are you surprised to see me here now?" Voldemort was delighted to see Dumbledore's solemn expression from afar and had the leisure to say a few more words.
"Tom, you've become like this because of me. I put too much pressure on you—" Dumbledore said with a compassionate tone.
"Shut up, you old man!" Voldemort's green beam struck the castle's barrier, causing tremors and ripples to spread.
"You haven't changed a bit of that disgusting, compassionate look you have!"
His bloodshot eyes were icy cold: "Wait till I tear down your turtle shell, smash your cherished school to pieces! Let's see if you can still maintain this appearance!"
A thick green cloud enveloped him, and countless curses and wailing souls surrounded him, like a true ruler of death. With a wave of his hand, he brought an aura of annihilation.
"I have completed my final transformation! I have become a god who transcends death! Old man! Weren't you so arrogant!"
"You like to come to my door to choose, right? Now it's my turn!"
He mustered all his strength and unleashed a deadly curse with all his might, determined to completely destroy the castle's barrier.
"Help her, Adele." Dumbledore only had time to utter these words before flying out of the tower, summoning layers of gleaming silver shields that blocked Voldemort's terrifying killing curse.
"He's really gotten stronger again!" Hermione frowned.
"Before that, he was even beaten up by the principal."
Now, the two are actually able to fight in the air, and in a short time, Voldemort shows no sign of falling behind.
"But more importantly, without Albus, who will stop the two-sided monsters?" Wolflin stopped watching the fight between the two top wizards, turned his head and said in an old voice.
To the west, like an army of death, countless biphasic monsters and countless iniquities are gradually approaching. Without Dumbledore's Patronus, even if everyone else were to charge in, they probably wouldn't be able to defeat them.