Hogwarts Wasteland: The Witch from the Borderlands

Chapter 303 The Heroic Souls Hovering Above

Chapter 303 The Heroic Souls Hovering Above

But now nobody cares who Yaxley is anymore. The chaotic western airspace has been greatly boosted by Harry's arrival, and the Order of the Phoenix has even begun a counterattack.

After a period of release, the rain brought by the Thunderbird gradually subsided, and it returned to the ground to receive treatment. The sky was now occupied by the two great wizards.

The sudden reversal of the situation caused Dumbledore and Voldemort, who had been watching the situation closely, to exchange glances.

The white-haired old man, who had been furious, smiled again after a moment of surprise, while Voldemort, who had been grinning wickedly as he was being beaten, now had a dark expression.

The northern front is still relatively stable, but on the western front, their own core forces are starting to falter due to Harry's arrival, and there are even signs of a rout.

Amidst the roaring thunder and the dark green dust cloud, Voldemort, amidst the constant flashes of flame and phoenix attacks, managed to clear away the obscuring dust and mist to get a clear view of the situation below.

"No, I still have to go down myself—" The thought had barely crossed his mind when he suddenly realized that Dumbledore seemed unwilling to give him another chance this time.

"Tom, do you really despise your former mentor so much?" Dumbledore's voice echoed through the clouds.

Shining runes seemed to be etched into the clouds, and an invisible force field enveloped the sky.

Between lightning and clouds, a space resembling a duel arena quietly formed, the ghost of the white wizard floated in the air, and the last bit of light, like Niven's, took shape and merged into the clouds behind him.

"Do you think I'd let you disrupt the battlefield at will?"

Dumbledore couldn't possibly remain silent after being repeatedly pulled around by Voldemort.

After being transferred to the skies by his students again, he began to quietly construct this cage that would take a considerable amount of time to complete.

The oath was still woven in runes, and until he took the initiative to break it, neither of them could leave the cloud unless a victor was determined.

Previously, Voldemort didn't want the white wizards to interfere with the battlefield, but now that Hogwarts has a chance to turn things around, Dumbledore wouldn't want his former student to interfere in the battle again.

"Let this war be a test for each and every one of them," Dumbledore murmured to himself.

He then looked at Voldemort, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Tom, just watch from here. See if the children of Hogwarts can survive all this without my protection!"

Voldemort's arrival had the greatest effect of negating the huge advantage brought by Dumbledore, and the reason why Hogwarts originally had so much confidence was precisely because of this old man.

He is widely recognized as the second best wizard in the world, second only to Grindelwald, who can disregard human wave tactics and sway a war.

Everyone believed in him and relied on him. Even though Hogwarts was prophesied to collapse by the Aurora Prophet, and even though Malfoy Castle was spreading the theory of the disaster of the journey north, when the family situation was not good, they still instinctively chose to send their children here.

Everyone knows that as long as Dumbledore is there, even if the castle is destroyed, the children will be safe. Dumbledore can solve everything. Dumbledore is the last and most powerful "good" in this world.

So he cannot die. Even if he sits in the headmaster's office, enduring the erosion of Grindelwald's curse, using ghosts to prolong his life, and half his body turning into bones, he must stubbornly live on. As long as he is alive, people's faith will not collapse, the kind wizards will still have a beacon, and those who want to rebuild this world will not feel despair because of the overly difficult and grand ideal.

Now, he has traded his real death for the full glory of his ghost form. Although to outsiders it seems like a sure-fire deal, for Dumbledore, he is constantly enduring the tug-of-war of death on his soul.

He could no longer taste his favorite sweets, and his feelings for his family and loved ones gradually became distant, as if they were veiled and indistinct. For a white wizard who valued love and hope, this was nothing short of an endless torture.

But he still persevered day and night in his ghostly form, just so that more people could see him, believe in him, and that hope would not leave this school or this world.

Now, he and Voldemort are trapped in the dueling arena in the clouds. This war for the ownership of the land of hope must be fought for by the teachers and students of Hogwarts themselves!

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"Kill that burning beast! Are you just going to watch it jump around like that?!" Bella shouted at Rodolphs from mid-air.

Led by Harry, Moody and his men launched one attack after another. With the help of spells from the reviewers below, the Death Eaters began to suffer heavy casualties, falling from their brooms.

The Death Eaters also realized what was happening and began consciously using spells to attack the Fire Spirit Deer.

Dark magic was ineffective, but minor curses were unaffected; they could only attack him with spells like "scorching hot" or "grinning and sizzling."

Even if these spells hit, they would only disturb the steel thorns on the deer and make the flames flicker. Moreover, most people couldn't even hit the agile Harry.

"Protect him!" Moody shouted, though he didn't know it was Harry, but it was clearly a key figure on their side.

The wizards from both sides then surrounded the spirit deer and launched another spell-slinging attack in the air.

Meanwhile, Pied Piper Axley was not idle either. After discovering that the scattered Duplomats were no match for him, he decided to try to suppress Harry's light with a larger number of them!

Darkness and light are never in a relationship of mutual restraint; whoever is stronger will prevail.

He had witnessed firsthand that before the transformation, this was just a child of about ten years old. How much magic could he possibly possess? And how long could he maintain his first animal transformation?

If the darkness is strong enough and there are enough biphasic monsters, their light will surely be extinguished! Use madness and despair to destroy that hateful flame!

The increasingly sharp and urgent flute music rang out, and the scattered biphasic monsters were summoned back together.

Despite their strong resistance to the light, the dark creatures were forced to huddle together at the command of the flute, hundreds of them pressing towards Harry like a giant dark sphere.

This astonishing display even frightened Bella, who quickly signaled her companions to retreat and make way.

When biphasic monsters hunt for food, they don't consider whether you're a friend or not, especially now that they've become even more ferocious due to being burned.

Moody was about to organize his men to retreat when he suddenly saw that the flaming fawn, instead of dodging or avoiding, charged straight at him with a surge of fighting spirit!

"Come back quickly!" he shouted.

But it was too late; the hothead had already plunged headfirst into the giant sphere formed by the biphasic monsters.

The stubbornness and recklessness of youth are once again vividly displayed.