great-warnovel Chapter 295 Pulling the Battle Line
Chapter 295 Pulling the Battle Line
Chapter 295 Pulling the Battle Line
Dumbledore's furious strike sent Voldemort crashing to the ground from mid-air.
Like a falling meteor, he was grazed by the edge of the castle barrier by the powerful impact and crashed diagonally into the shallow battlefield below.
An astonishing explosion and plumes of steam shot into the air, blasting many of the beast horde and werewolf army away.
Voldemort bounced on the water like a rag doll being tossed around, landing several times before finally standing up with a smile, without a single sign of injury.
Dumbledore emerged from the flames and stood on the undulating water: "Since you want to fight on land, then so be it!"
The destructive power of top wizards is too great. The reason they chose to fight in the air is because their battle would completely destroy the battlefield on the ground. No one dared to approach their death vortex, which was advantageous to Hogwarts. It was as if Dumbledore alone held off Voldemort and the northern front.
He initially lured Dumbledore into the sky to prevent the white wizard from interfering in the others' battles, but since the serpent now wanted to stop Hermione from firing, it had no choice but to come down. This suited Dumbledore's wishes perfectly, freeing the professors to go and support the west.
Hermione's expression remained grim. Voldemort was willing to suffer a beating and lose face to prolong the duel, clearly not intending to give the Radiant Stone Cannon a chance to continue helping Lily.
His strength lies in his immortality; he won't suffer much even if Dumbledore attacks him. On the other hand, if Lily doesn't receive timely support, she might really run into trouble.
Besides Hogwarts, Greyback's expression was also grim.
The brawl between the two great wizards completely transformed the shallow waters of the battlefield into a churning cauldron of death.
The professors held their ground well, but the monsters and werewolves suffered greatly. Rising flames, raging snake fire, black magic and runes clashed, polymorph shook the earth, and the lightning of the Death Curse never stopped.
In just a short time, the number of werewolves killed in the duel between the two was greater than the total number killed by wizards since the start of the war.
"Damn Voldemort! Dry, stinking dead meat!" he muttered under his breath. It was only because there were no Green Flame Party members around that he dared not be so disrespectful to the great wizard.
Maria and Hagrid's spider swarm, still shaken, fled to the higher ground, leaving the shallow waters below a chaotic and deadly no-man's-land.
"Stop standing there! Professors, hurry to the west side! Moody and the others are under a lot of pressure!" McGonagall didn't even have time to care about Dumbledore's victory or defeat, and she was busy getting the reviewers and professors to rush to the other side.
"Rupert, keep an eye on things from here. Send a signal if anything happens," she instructed.
Perhaps because of the great battle between the two great wizards, the gloomy sky was also disturbed by their fighting. At this moment, thick rain clouds gathered in the sky, teetering on the verge of collapse, as if a storm was about to break.
"Let's launch the Thunderbird one more time," Newt said to the students around him.
"This kind of weather is perfect for it; thunderstorms can also limit the Death Eaters' flight."
To the west, the members of the Order of the Phoenix had to retreat to the edge of the castle's barrier, where the combined forces of the two-faced monsters and the Death Eaters were putting them under immense strain.
Fortunately, as the situation in the north changed, McGonagall brought more professors and reviewers over, and the situation improved.
Mrs. Hooch brought out all the usable brooms in the school, trying to get as many people into the air as possible.
The thunderbirds cried out as they plunged into the rain clouds, and with a burst of activity, torrential rain mixed with lightning enveloped the entire Black Lake region.
In the dim storm, the wizards engaged in a fierce aerial battle. The light of the Patronus was almost the only source of light in the downpour. Clusters of pulsating white discs chased after the relentlessly pursuing Twins, and various spells collided and clashed under the rain curtain.
The students in the castle were now rendered useless. The north was completely overwhelmed by the battle of the great wizards, and the beast horde and werewolves were scrambling to escape into the Forbidden Forest. Meanwhile, the main battle was in the air in the west, and the groves of yin on the ground were blocked by the spirit fire. Bombing them would even be a waste of magic.
Hermione, however, had no time to pay attention to this side. She tried to continue firing in Lily's direction, but Voldemort was determined not to let her interfere with the battle there. Even though he was constantly being knocked away and burned by Dumbledore, he still managed to find time to block or deflect her attacks.
Jaime and the other Order of the Phoenix members who wanted to help were also blocked by the Two-Phase Monster. The Pied Piper's flute music was urgent and melodious, urging the Two-Phase Monster to push its way up against the Patronus's light.
"Right now, we can only hope that Snape is truly reliable," Hermione thought anxiously.
Looking into the distance, she could see muffled explosions echoing continuously from the circle of Fiendfyre, which was surrounded by biphasics and werewolves. She could vaguely make out Barty Jr. and Snape, two male figures locked in combat, but Lily seemed to be hiding within the potion mist.
It's not clear.
The torrential rain, combined with the dazzling lightning, made visibility extremely poor throughout the area. Perhaps only those with exceptional eyesight like James and Harry could barely make out distant objects.
Because his mother was in danger, Harry rushed out of the tower, but Hagrid blocked him from leaving through the barrier.
Ron, Neville, and Draco also abandoned their joint spellcasting and planned to rush out with their brothers to save people, but they were grabbed by the collars one by one by the eight-eyed spiders.
"You're just making things worse by running out now!" Hagrid shouted.
The spiders and stone statues stood silently guarding the high ground to the north. Although the beast tide had receded and the area below had become a forbidden zone where the great wizard could display his power, they still could not be careless, and they could not let these children run along the lake.
"James is on his way, you have to trust the adults!"
But Harry's eyesight was better than Hagrid's; he could see the Patronus deer leaping in the potion mist, as spells clashed, but Lily seemed to have no chance of escaping.
"Mom is in danger! I can't just stand here in the barrier and watch!" He struggled to break free from Hagrid's large hand, but the strength of the half-giant was far beyond his reach.
Large raindrops pounded into the Black Lake, and as if in response, the lake's surface began to boil more violently, the splashing sounds like ten thousand fish leaping out of the water.
Lily's purification ritual was proceeding smoothly, but no one was paying attention to it anymore.
Inside the Astronomy Tower, Hermione raised her staff: "No, only I can get there to help now."
Her gravity magic allows her to move quickly, and she is strong enough to deal with Snape and Barty Jr., while the two-faced monster and werewolf cannot stop her.
"If you go out now, I don't think Voldemort would mind dragging you into that battle too," Adbay said calmly.
"He'd rather withstand a direct confrontation with the sapphire cannon than allow you to disrupt the situation on the east bank, so how could he possibly let you pass?"
Although Hermione is strong, if she were to get involved in the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort, she would probably only be able to barely protect herself. In fact, she might become Dumbledore's weakness, and Voldemort would target her first.
The girl slumped off her staff, a profound sense of powerlessness washing over her. She realized she could only stay there, waiting for the situation to become clearer.