Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 492 Golden Book Conference vs Voldemort

No one needed to say anything this time. The moment they saw Voldemort, the nine people from Dumbledore's Army started moving almost at the same time and ran towards the elevator where they came from, but -

A flaming curse crossed over their heads and hit the elevator a few steps ahead of them.

"boom--"

The elevator turned into burning iron and fell into the ground.

Harry wanted to lead Dumbledore's Army to other elevators, but Voldemort, who was standing next to the fountain, just waved his wand lightly——

Other elevators also caught fire in an instant, and soon they were burned out of shape and then collapsed.

Harry and the others had no choice but to freeze on the spot, with their wands forming a circle around the outside, just like they had trained in class.

But whether Harry, Ron, Hermione, or anyone else knew that all this was in vain.

If they faced other Death Eaters, they might have a chance to escape or even defeat them, but when facing Voldemort, they had no chance of survival.

"Harry, what do we do?" Ron asked fearfully.

"Oh, you don't have to do anything." Voldemort replied with a ferocious smile, staring at Harry standing at the front with vicious eyes, "Or in other words, you can't do anything, you can't do anything."

"If you dare to do anything I'll throw it away!" Harry took out the crystal ball from his pocket and threatened.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey..." Voldemort laughed inexplicably. While laughing, Voldemort raised the wand in his hand and pointed it at Harry.

Just as he was about to recite a spell to kill Harry——

"Pop...pop..." Green fire light ignited from the fireplace in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Then the flames quickly faded, and an old man with white hair and beard walked out of the flames.

"Tom, you are so stupid to come here tonight." Dumbledore calmly walked out of the firelight.

Voldemort was shocked when he saw Dumbledore appear, and immediately turned towards Harry Potter and fired Avada Kedavra.

But halfway through, the green light of Avada's Kedavra was blocked by a red light.

I don't know when, a muscular Angsa male suddenly appeared in front of Harry, holding up his wand and using a red spell to withstand Voldemort's death curse.

But the strange thing is that in the reflections of the mirrors on both sides, no white male figure can be seen. What is inside the mirror is a tall and thin Indian-shaped demon with light blue flames burning from the inside out.

Seeing that he could not defeat Chief Thunderbird in a short period of time, Voldemort had no choice but to raise his other hand and pinch Harry Potter.

As if being pulled by something, Harry Potter suddenly flew towards Voldemort.

The Indian demon in the mirror quickly reached out and grabbed Harry Potter's arm in the mirror——

In reality, Harry also paused midway. After pulling left and right a few times, he finally stopped in mid-air.

In real life, a thin claw mark appeared on Harry Potter's arm.

"Who are you?" Voldemort shouted sharply, angrily increasing his magic output.

The green light of the Death Curse advanced a few points further.

"Haha." But Chief Thunderbird just smiled, and then he slowly squatted down in Angsa's physical body in reality, gently touched the ground with his other hand, and then lifted it up heavily.

The ground was like liquid, forming a high wall in front of them as he waved his hand.

The wall isolated Voldemort and Dumbledore's Army and was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the scene behind Voldemort.

The Thunderbird Chief in the mirror also raised his other hand and covered Harry's eyes.

In reality, Harry's vision went dark and he couldn't see anything for an instant.

at this time--

"puff--"

The magic fountain behind Voldemort suddenly splashed with water, and a huge dazzling green basilisk emerged from the pool. It opened its bloody mouth and bit Voldemort. At the same time, the side summoned by Chief Thunderbird

The mirror-like wall reflected a pair of large, bright orange eyes.

Fortunately, when Voldemort felt something was wrong, he left and closed his eyes, then threw a death curse backwards——

The green death curse struck the basilisk like a flaming steel whip.

But only a shallow white mark was left on the basilisk's stiff scales.

At the same time, Voldemort dodged and turned into a ball of black mist. While avoiding the bite of the basilisk, he rushed forward, and the black mist broke through the wall in front of him.

But there was no one behind the wall, and Chief Thunderbird, Harry, and others from Dumbledore's Army did not know when they appeared at the other end of the Ministry of Magic hall, behind Dumbledore.

At this time, standing next to Dumbledore was a plump black woman and two men and a woman who were as old as mummies.

"Nicholas." The male-looking mummy stretched out his hand, bent down, and shook hands with Harry and the members of Dumbledore's Army one after another -

"Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too."

"And you...and you...and you..."

After everyone shook hands, Nicoléme straightened up and said with emotion——

"Oh...this is a normal child."

As early as when Nico Flamel started shaking hands one by one, Wu Peirong, the female among the mummified men and women, stood up, took a step forward, and then took out a transparent jade Ruyi.

"Ruyi Ruyi, according to my will, it will appear quickly." After saying that, Wu Peirong blew on Ruyi.

The cold wind suddenly picked up and blew towards Voldemort. Countless snowflakes and ice crystals flew in the air, blocking his sight, and stabbed at Voldemort like small blades.

Voldemort stood there, pointing his wand forward, forming an invisible shield to resist the ice crystals and snowflakes that shot towards him like bullets.

Voldemort still had his eyes closed, but he seemed to have the magic to sense the direction and moved quickly in the direction of Harry.

The basilisk thrust out a mouthful of poisonous mist at Voldemort, and then turned into a black mist all over its body. It also rushed in the direction of Dumbledore. Behind Dumbledore's Army, it turned into a bald man with a long beard and sunglasses.

Cool old man.

After the cool old man appeared, Wu Peirong raised Ruyi again and waved——

A huge light mask covered everyone.

Ms. Maca-Far-Monkasha threw a pair of sunflower seeds on the ground. The next second, the sunflower seeds took root, sprouted, grew, and bloomed, producing sunflower seeds one after another.

Wu Peirong waved Yu Ruyi again.

Sunflower seeds are dried instantly.

Then Wu Peirong grabbed a handful and started banging it.

At this time, Voldemort had tried to break through the ice crystals and snowflakes outside the protective shield, and a green light hit directly——

But hitting the protective shield only caused bursts of sparks.

"I'm so sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I..." After seeing that he seemed to be safe, Harry quickly apologized, but was interrupted by Dumbledore waving his hand——

"Don't worry, Harry." Dumbledore said with a smile, and also grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started cracking them. "Watch carefully, the fun is yet to come."

"Ouch——!"

A huge, deafening roar came from behind Voldemort——

From inside the elevator shaft where he was shot down.

Violent flames suddenly burst out, and heat waves rushed outward.

"Dong...dong...dong...dong...dong..."

A more powerful crash gradually approached upwards, as if a monster was really climbing up bit by bit.

Finally, when the banging stopped.

A pale hand touched the ground from bottom to top.