The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

How many Death Eaters could see this?

Then maybe only those who survived can tell others...

Those resentments accumulated in Hermione that had been aggrieved for a long time poured out at this second, emotions such as anger, worry, fear, and hatred gathered in the Force, and the dark side was expanded due to Occlumency.

Lightning rushed out of Hermione's palm and spread from the ceiling. The golden ceiling left cracks everywhere it passed. How dazzling were her golden eyes in the dark?

Like the sun burning in the dark night sky.

"Run... run!"

A Death Eater saw a man being shattered like shattered porcelain, and they crawled towards the edge of the steps like a monkey.

However, Cyrus easily dragged him back, like an invisible hook hanging on his clothes...

"Dirty Mudblood... How is that possible..." Bellatrix took a half step back in fear, she couldn't believe that such a mighty power could be made by a Muggle wizard, not her master.

Lestrange was so frightened that she tucked her tail between her legs and ran away with her head in her arms. With her bubble head on her head, she burrowed into the corridor full of throat gas, and she didn't know which room she hid in.

"Ambush? Who's ambushing whom?!" Cyrus unscrupulously blasted a wall, retracted his arms, and blocked the exit with a boulder, preventing other Death Eaters from catching up with his friends.

"Since you're here, don't run away..." Hermione easily turned sideways, dodging Crabbe's Killing Curse.

The corners of Hermione's mouth turned up slightly, and the lightning spread above her head like a huge crown woven of lightning: she was laughing at him, at them all.

All the Death Eaters who were still alive could see that Crabbe was shaking, but he couldn't move, his forehead was dripping with sweat from the fear of death, and his feet were slightly off the ground.

The whole person seems to be nailed to an invisible cross...

"How many people have you killed?" Every time Hermione's little leather boots were raised, the force lightning on the ground would avoid it, leaving an open space. Crabbe could only watch her walk in front of him with her wand in hand.

Tsk tsk tsk... Death Eaters like this can pass the trial of the Ministry of Magic even if they kill countless wizards and Muggles, and their children can continue to study at Hogwarts.

Hermione respected Headmaster Dumbledore, so she wouldn't do anything to them at school, but it was different here.

She gently raised her wand, put the tip of the wand against the Death Eater Crabbe's chest, twisted her right wrist slightly, and the blood-red lightsaber pierced her chest, the heat didn't even make blood spill out.

Accompanied by the sound of 'sizzling', Hermione said softly, "This is my... small gift for your son~"

And Cyrus was wielding two lightsabers, wearing the iron armor curse 'Visandi Protection', with a faint armor-like hook line on his body, he quickly raised the Death Eater's arm, and then raised his head jump.

Landing in front of Mike Neil, two lightsabers crossed, cutting off his neck like pliers, and fell to the ground with a painful head.

The companions had all evacuated, so he and Hermione didn't need to worry about anything.

Dozens of Death Eaters who hadn't had time to escape could only stay in the circular hall of the Department of Mysteries, and were forced to watch a 'once in a lifetime' performance. In front of Cyrus and Hermione, they and the fragile ordinary There is no difference between people.

And Harry outside was not much better. As soon as the group of them climbed up the main hall, they ran all the way to the stove and left one by one.

"Hold on, use your pedals!" Harry dragged Neville's arm desperately, his feet were separated by some magic spell, and he couldn't move, and the ground was covered with bloodstains.

"Lie down!!" Hammers Corden threw Harry down, and then, the curse that flew past his scalp hit the wall beside him, and shattered a solid statue.

Hammers silently watched what happened...

The thing that looked like a small light beam was like a mortar, and then he quickly got up and hit a wall transformed by the Death Eaters with a sledgehammer. exploded.

Suddenly, Sirius came out from nowhere, and rushed towards the Death Eater who had just attacked Harry, his sharp teeth instantly tore the enemy's throat.

Another flash of green light almost hit Ginny beside Harry...

"Dumbledore... is Headmaster Dumbledore!!"

"What?" Harry still couldn't hear clearly, but he just watched Neville twist his body and look behind him while his nose was bleeding.

"It's Dumbledore!" Neville tugged on Harry's sleeve and pointed to the door.

Many people saw it, including Harry... In a lounge corridor directly above them, Dumbledore stood at the fence that was blown up, with his wand raised high, watching the students' eyes full of Relieved and moved.

And when he turned to the Death Eater, his pale face was full of anger.

Saved, they're saved...not right!They won! !

"Counterattack!" Durmstrang's student was the first to raise his wand high, repelled an enemy with an obstacle spell, and rushed to the forefront of the team, "Don't let these Death Eaters escape!!"

"Okay, you've done a good enough job!"

"Professor Dumbledore...the prophecy ball..." Harry struggled to run to his side, with tears and regret on his face, "I thought it was Sirius who was captured by Voldemort, so I was thinking of someone Come and see..."

"It's okay, Harry~" Dumbledore easily let a person float up, and then fell heavily to the ground, "You have done a good job, this is not your fault alone."

Dumbledore looked at Harry calmly, he never imposed anything on them, he just guided them casually.

But now it seemed... the impact had been greater than he had imagined, and he pushed Harry out of the way of everyone, and with a flick of his wand, the flames separated the crowd from the Death Eaters.

"You are alive...is the best gift"

I don't know when it started, he seemed...became less concerned about prophecy.