Hogwarts Homecoming

Except for the First Wizarding War, there has been no precedent of such a large-scale collision of wizard armies in the global magic world for nearly half a century!

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the earth shook!

The violent turbulence of magic in the world of nothingness triggered horrifying natural phenomena.

There was a sudden strong wind between heaven and earth, and the sky gathered dark clouds again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dazzling thunders fell one after another, as if Thor himself came, holding a thunder whip and whipping the earth!

The explosions caused by the spell, the collapse of the remaining buildings, the excited roars and shrill wails of wizards filled the whole world!

Every second someone was injured, every second someone died!

Broken arms and limbs were scattered all over the broken walls, and the heavy rain from the sky could not wash away the blood on the ground.

Roar!

Hagrid roared and rushed towards the remaining giants.

The death of his own kind certainly made Hagrid sad, but what he didn't want to see was his own kind slaughtering wizards!

And there are not many wizards in the Ministry of Magic who have the ability to overcome giants alone.

But just like the gap between these mountain giants and the Titan giant skeletons, the power of the half-blood giant Hagrid and the pure-blooded giants is equally huge.

His crappy magic can't break through the giant's skin at all. What works relatively well is the power of muscles.

Hagrid roared and crashed into the arms of a giant. The heavy impact made the giant's huge body slide on the ground for more than ten feet.

Ugh!

But then, the giant who stabilized his body grabbed Hagrid's neck with both hands, roared and lifted him up directly.

The strong feeling of suffocation overwhelmed Hagrid's consciousness. His beetle-like black eyes turned up to reveal the white of his eyes. His legs kicked desperately but couldn't get rid of it.

Just when Hagrid was about to die on the spot, Mad Eye, who knocked out Old Nott, discovered Hagrid's predicament. He quickly jumped over a ravine and swung a green light with his wand!

This time, Mad-Eye learned from his previous lesson. He waved his wand in succession, and three killing curses pierced through the gloomy rain curtain and hit the giant that was strangling Hagrid's throat.

Bang!

The giant fell to the ground and smashed a deep mud pit on the ground.

Ugh--

Hagrid retched the moment he landed.

"Alastor. Ahem, thank you!"

"Be careful, Hagrid, they don't see you as one of their own!"

Moody yelled, his magic eye turned, and immediately found Kingsley who was fighting with another giant in one direction.

"You go help Kingsley, Hagrid!"

Alastor said, he dodged several deflected spells and rushed to a battlefield.

Sirius and Antonin Dolohov fought to one place.

Both of them glared at each other fiercely, fighting from the high slope to the bottom of the high slope, vowing to kill each other!

Alastor's magic eye trembled a few times, and immediately found him among the countless swaying figures.

Whoosh!

Alastor pointed his wand forward, and a dozen twisted steel bars like snakes immediately sprang out from a stone slab, piercing Anthony Dolohov's body.

The ferocious Death Eater quickly took a few steps back, and then whipped his wand, and Mad-Eye's steel bars melted in the sparks.

Seeing that Dolohov had been temporarily forced back, Mad-Eye grabbed Sirius who was about to charge,

"I'll deal with him, Sirius, go see what tricks Malfoy is up to!"

Then he pointed in a direction to Sirius.

"Oh, I'm going to kill him!"

Sirius said a little unhappy,

"Why don't you go by yourself, Alastor!"

"Because my legs are not as flexible as yours, idiot!"

Moody roared, pushed Sirius out, and tapped his wand in the air, and a series of curse lights forced Anthony Dolohov to panic.

Sirius curled his lips in dismay, had to give up Dolohov, and ran in the direction pointed by Mad-Eye.

"You cruel butcher, I'm going to settle accounts with you!"

When Sirius rushed onto a flat cobblestone road, an angry roar reached his ears.

Turning his head, Sirius saw Arthur, who was always good-tempered, stepping out of the mud and desperately heading towards Dolohov.

After a sigh, Sirius pulled away.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

After running a few steps, Bellatrix's sharp laughter attracted Sirius' attention again.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the hatred between Frank and Alice and Bellatrix as a blood feud.

The gentle couple's faces were all green at this time, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and their moves were ruthless!

But it must be admitted that Frank and Alice were not Bellatrix's opponents if they were picked out alone. In addition, more than ten years of drowsiness had a great impact on their magic power. The couple joined forces, but they were only slightly better than Bellatrix.

Sirius wanted to abandon Mad-Eye's order to help the Longbottoms, but in the end, he still restrained this impulse!

Turned his head and continued to chase Lucius Malfoy.

Boom!

The last giant on the battlefield fell heavily to the ground under the efforts of Kingsley and Hagrid, and bled on the spot.

Hagrid was covered with blood that could not be washed away by rain. He was not happy to defeat his opponent. Instead, Hagrid covered his face with his big hands like a palm leaf fan and cried sadly.

Kingsley was about to comfort her, but a scream attracted his attention.

"Emilyn!"

A dignified witch was blown away by the explosion and fell heavily into the mud.

With the help of a flash of lightning, Kingsley saw the pale face of the witch, with her lifeless eyes still open.

The anger that surged into his mind shattered Kingsley's calmness. He looked terrible, raised his wand and rushed towards Alecto Carrow and Amycus Carrow who were laughing happily!

Diagon Alley turned into a bloody meat grinder, and the battle was always tense!

The army of dark wizards led by the Death Eaters did not have a firm belief in loyalty to the Dark Lord, and most of the people brought by Scrimgeour and Kingsley were newcomers from the striker team expansion plan, and they were not elite.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties!

"Where are you going, Black!"

Sirius, who was soaked all over, kept dodging the spell light that hit the air. The black-robed wizard who was locked by his gray eyes finally stopped. He stood there strangely, tilting his head as if listening to something, and then suddenly took action, waving his wand to clean up the piled rubble.

Sirius put aside his thoughts for a while, he took a few breaths, and then prepared to rush forward, but at this moment, a wizard who was also covered in black robes blocked his way.

"Who are you!"

Sirius shouted.

"There is no point in telling your name to a person who is about to die."

The Death Eater said.

So, a fierce battle came to Sirius again.

The spell light that cut through the rain curtain was as bright as a meteor in the sky.

Ugh!

A spell light flew across Sirius' shoulder, and his shoulder was immediately bleeding.

Resisting the piercing pain, Sirius threw a spell at the moment when his body leaned back and hit the man's mask.

"Hehe, Greengrass!"

Seeing the man's face, Sirius sneered. He wanted to say something, but the pain in his shoulder made him unable to say anything, and he could only gasp.

Showing your face means being exposed.

Greengrass's elegant face twisted. He was about to kill this scoundrel who had ruined the glory of the pure-blood family, but a troublemaker suddenly jumped out.

"You are in big trouble, Mr. Greengrass!"

Dedalus Digg wiped the rain off his face and shouted sharply. He threw a bottle to Sirius.

"Treat your injuries first, Sirius!"

"Thanks, Dedalus!"

Sirius caught the glass bottle from the air with one hand, pulled out the cork with his teeth, and poured the liquid medicine on the wound.

The cool feeling immediately relieved the pain. Sirius raised his wand to his shoulder again, and the torn flesh began to sew.

A cup.

A golden cup.

Something like a notebook.

Who can stop it?

Malfoy knew that the Dark Lord was watching here. He slowly swung his wand, opened one stone after another, and searched in the dark gold coins while anxiously looking forward to it.

"Don't move, Malfoy!"

Just as a cup with a finely processed pure gold handle and a badger carved on it came into view, a threatening low voice sounded behind Malfoy, making him secretly breathe a sigh of relief! (End of this chapter)