Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 385 Preserving the Battle Results
Intensely aggressive magic beams criss-cross the chaotic battlefield under the night sky, and the densest area is naturally the Ministry of Magic Aurors headed by Rufus Scrimgeour.

At this moment, the strikers led by Gadvin Robards, the director of the Auror Office, have also gathered here. The wizards who are good at defense maintain this defensive spell to guard the periphery, resisting the enemy's spells, and the wizards who are proficient in attacking spells lock the enemy The traces of swaying magical power one after another, defeating enemies like a plate of loose sand, the collocation is simple and efficient.

"The Patronus Charm! Immediately drive away the dementors!" Gadvin Robards looked up and saw the group of dementors that had just been driven away attacked again, and quickly shouted with a loud voice.

Several dazzling bright white lights floated from the top of the wand, transforming into the wizard's patron saint, driving the dementors away gradually.

And in the process, a spell from nowhere hit several wizards who cast the Patronus Charm, only to hear the successive screams, and the sudden collapse of the Patronus dissipated into nothingness, so the dementors Turn around and attack again.

This situation has been repeated countless times, so it is clear that Voldemort's subordinates should not be underestimated. Even though they are a little scattered and chaotic compared to the standardized integration and coordination of the Ministry of Magic, their combat effectiveness is not much worse.

However, in the continuous battle on the battlefield in the wilderness, if there is not much difference between the two sides, the well-organized and planned combatant will gradually gain the upper hand. The enemy's reaction is calculated into it.

Rufus Scrimgeour, who planned this battle, could realize this, so his tough and serious face gradually relaxed, and he looked less cruel. At this moment, the only thing that worries him is Voldemort Did you also come here.

The fearsome second-generation Dark Lord Voldemort's comeback made the entire wizarding world cloudy. What deters wizards is not only the pure blood supremacy, but also Voldemort's power that ordinary wizards cannot match.

Voldemort is a legendary wizard recognized by the wizarding world, and he faced the great Dumbledore in the Battle of the Ministry of Magic last year without losing the wind, even though the confrontation was not separated due to the swift arrival of the Ministry of Magic Aurors. However, Scrimgeour, who knows a little bit about the inside story, knows that when it comes to magical power alone, Voldemort has already surpassed the greatest white wizard of this century, Albus Dumbledore.

So if Voldemort also came here, it would definitely have a serious impact on them, and even reverse the balance of victory and defeat.

"Mr. Minister, the team led by Williams has dealt with the Death Eaters in the west, controlled the situation there, and is coming to our aid!" At this time, Gadvin Robards suddenly moved to Scrimgeour's side. , reported to him: "In addition, Prout will lead the strikers to drive away the dementors and share part of the pressure for us, but in this way, the surprise charge that Prout was originally in charge of will inevitably end, which may cause a lot of trouble. Let many slip through the net."

"It doesn't matter." Scrimgeour thought for a moment before making a decisive decision. He looked up at the night sky, and a swift black shadow flashed in his sight. Disperse our strength, in short, maintain the current situation, overwhelm the enemy, and preserve the results of the battle!"

"Understood!" Gadvin Robards nodded.

Glancing at Gadvin Robards' leaving back, Scrimgeour's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed, thinking of the members of the Order of the Phoenix in his heart, it seemed that he hadn't seen them since the battle broke out. As for the figure, is it preparing to do something?
At the same time, Gao Feng landed quickly on the back of thestrals, and the bleak night wind howled head-on, blowing his short black hair, and there was no mumbling of dead heads. Refreshing.

Compared with Scrimgeour controlling the overall situation under the heavy protection of the Aurors, Gao Feng can see the situation on the battlefield clearly from the condescending position, so naturally there is no need to let his ears and spirit continue to be ravaged, and directly kill the dead man. The mouth was plugged with a rag picked up at random, thrown into the wilderness backpack and the zipper was firmly zipped.

Xi law! ~
The Thestral's wings retracted slightly, and it crackled through the dense grass, and its four hooves fell into it to step on the ground. It seemed that it enjoyed this solid feeling, and the Thestral shook its hair happily and neighed.

"Oh! I see, there it is."

Gao Feng's gaze stopped at the place where the magic beam shot up in the front left, and then he patted the back of the Thestral. Under the unique connection of the divine power of death, the Thestral immediately flapped its wings, twisted and glided towards that side.

"There are many obstacles! Torn apart!"

Nymphadora Tonks held her breath and quickly cast two spells in succession. A werewolf more than ten meters away suddenly wailed miserably and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Seeing this result, Tonks slumped to the ground as if he was tired and paralyzed, without any trace of liveliness.

She caressed her heavily panting chest, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, but even so, she obviously did not relax her vigilance at all, her bright black eyes were narrowed, she glanced left and right, her five knuckles turned white from holding the wand tightly, Prepare to meet the enemies that appear.

But the trembling appearance of her body has no deterrent effect at all. It is obvious that the magic power has been squandered, and any enemy that appears at this moment can easily take her life away.

I pray in my heart that no more enemies will appear, but sometimes the more I am afraid of something, the more something will come, the cold wind blows, and there is a sudden rustling sound from the right side of the place where I am, as if someone is approaching quickly, This made her turn around in a hurry, but her exhausted body almost fell to the ground due to excessive movements.

Pointing the wand over, Tonks pursed his lips tightly. The tip of the wand had a faint light, but it was flickering on and off. Obviously, it couldn't support her to release the spell, even the weak fluorescent spell. .

This desperate situation made Tonks more tense, and he couldn't help recalling the strict Auror training in his mind, as well as his determination when he joined the Order of the Phoenix, and his frightened expression gradually became firmer, appearing somewhat resolute.

Hearing the sound of parting the weeds getting closer and closer, the heartbeat in his chest couldn't help but quicken. Tonks stood up with force, squeezed out a little magic power, and urged the light released from the tip of the wand even more dazzling.

She took a long breath, and then held her head high, as if she would make a gesture of contempt even for the most ferocious enemy she would meet next.

Then, the Thestrals with silvery white eyes came into Tonks' eyes, and then the clear and gentle voice of the man riding on the Thestrals rang out.

"Sorry, Dora, I thought you were going to follow Mad-Eye and them."

(End of this chapter)