Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

The base is ten feet square, wrapped in iron, with a pedal switch underneath.

When the operator steps on the switch, the pot-lid type equipment connected with an iron rod above will vibrate slightly and shake slightly from side to side.

Voldemort's figure suddenly appeared next to an operator. Before the man could react, the wand in his hand was pointed at the operator's head.

"boom."

Countless memories emerged and broke into Voldemort's thoughts, and he quickly flipped through the other party's memories.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Several figures flashed over, obviously trying to stop Voldemort.

But before they could wave their wands, Voldemort had broken the spell and used the flying spell to reach the huge pot lid.

From the operator's memory, he knew the name of the machine - the Terminator.

But why it was called this and what the machine did was not in the memory of the operator.

"Buzz buzz~~~"

The machine shook and made a sound, as if there were invisible ripples coming from it.

But the ripples did no harm to Voldemort, which puzzled him.

"Knock knock knock."

Voldemort tapped the lid of the large pot twice with his knuckles and found that the thing was not too heavy and it should be easy to destroy.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Several spells were thrown at him, but he dodged them or blocked them with spells.

There weren't many people chasing him, and he didn't have the same sense of crisis as when he was targeted by a sniper.

Lax defense, no idea what these people are doing.

"Whoosh."

Waving his wand, a not-so-powerful explosion spell hit the terminator in front of him directly.

Based on the thickness of the terminator, he didn't add much magic to the spell, which should be just enough to destroy it.

But, something unexpected happened.

After the magic spell flew out, it was quickly affected by invisible ripples that made a "buzzing" sound, and shrank and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Voldemort's eyes widened in surprise. No wonder he felt so relaxed when he was defending. It must be that the spells used by the wizards who were chasing him were also affected.

"The termination machine...terminates the curse?"

Voldemort murmured and cast a more powerful spell again.

"Buzz~~"

The sound of the machine suddenly became louder, as if the power was increased.

The more radiant curse shrank and disappeared again at a speed visible to the naked eye in the face of this sudden increase in frequency.

This time, Voldemort's eyes really widened.

This thing can really break the spell.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Voldemort changed the spell and tried other methods to destroy the terminator.

The result was undoubtedly that all the magic used on the front of the cauldron lid was eliminated by the weird invisible wave.

It wasn't until he tried to avoid the invisible wave from another angle that he finally destroyed it with an explosion spell.

"Whoosh."

Transforming his body, Voldemort returned to the castle.

"What's going on?" Dumbledore asked impatiently.

"The terminator can block the devil..."

Voldemort paused and suddenly thought that the flying spell was not affected, which meant...

"Visible spells can be destroyed, but spells that act on oneself cannot be destroyed, including flying spells and apparation."

He analyzed and gave answers, but Dumbledore beside him was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

At the same time, both of them looked at the magic barrier that was still being strengthened.

Sure enough, in the area illuminated by the terminator, the barrier seemed to be weakening instead of being strengthened by the wizard's reinforcement.

"Destroy the visible curse."

Dumbledore murmured in an incredible tone, his eyes scanning the rows of terminators being opened in the distance.

He expressed the urge to Apparate over to take a look, but did not do so.

"How did you deal with snipers? I mean, how did you develop that sense of crisis you told me about?"

Dumbledore asked the question and explained in disguise why he did not act immediately.

Compared to Voldemort who could rely on his sense of crisis to avoid sniper shots, he obviously had no effective means.

"The Eye of the Prophet, it enhances my judgment of crises." Voldemort said.

"Then you have no choice but to destroy these terminators yourself. I have no effective way to deal with snipers." Dumbledore said, spreading his hands.

Voldemort shrugged helplessly. It seemed that he could only do this job.

"Whoosh."

Apparating and leaving again, Voldemort appeared directly behind a termination machine, but before he could raise his arm, a sense of crisis suddenly hit him.

Without any time to think, Voldemort directly used the flying spell to dodge in the air.

Almost at the same time, a bullet passed through the place where he appeared before.

"Whoosh."

Apparating away again, Voldemort didn't even have time to use an explosive spell to break the terminator.

"Behind each machine, there should be one or more snipers. It's very difficult." Voldemort said after returning to Dumbledore.

"Is there no solution?" Dumbledore asked.

"have."

Voldemort responded, and then his face suddenly softened.

After that, he waved his wand to make an explosion wave appear in front of him.

"Whoosh."

He apparated behind another terminator with the Explosive Wave Pattern. When the sense of crisis struck, he turned around and pushed the Explosive Wave Pattern that had apparated with him.

"boom."

The terminator was blown up and Voldemort apparated back to Dumbledore before the sparks lit up.

"Well done, Voldemort, but are you sure you can blow them all up?" Dumbledore pointed to the endless terminators in the distance and asked Voldemort.

"It shouldn't be possible. How about retreating?" Voldemort asked.

He doesn't mind retreating. In fact, he has long had enough of being led around by the opponent.

Instead of being controlled by others, it is better to make up your mind to give up everything and then deal with the enemy.

But looking at Dumbledore's expression, it was obvious that his idea could not be realized.

"As soon as I discovered the enemy, I thought about evacuating the students, but all means, including the disappearing cabinet, could not be achieved."

Dumbledore's voice was a little low, and his brows were filled with regret.

Perhaps he regretted not taking Voldemort's advice and temporarily closing Hogwarts.

But now it seems that that may be a better choice.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing, Albus. If they really dare to massacre these students, then victory must belong to all wizards."

Voldemort's sinister words made Dumbledore tremble in fright, causing him to glare at Voldemort dissatisfied.

"Although that possibility is unlikely, I do look forward to it."

Voldemort didn't care at all about Dumbledore's death gaze. After saying something playfully, he turned around and disappeared.

Reappeared again, behind a termination machine.