In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 307 305. Put down the wand

The basilisk's fangs are highly venomous.

This poison is so terrifying that it can even destroy the Horcrux used to store the soul.

Not to mention that with Jon's extremely powerful force, he directly inserted the front half of the fang into Bella's chest through Rodolphus's throat!

Blood spurted out, flowing on the clean ground that could be used as a mirror.

Bella was completely unable to make a single sound anymore, and the expression on her face finally settled on such madness and ferociousness.

Jon was breathing heavily, and the thick blood had blocked his sight. He could only see that the surroundings were bright and quiet, so quiet that he could clearly hear the breathing of many people.

At this time, the pain from the wounds on his legs and arms hit his brain like a tide, but he still persisted and was not knocked down by the severe pain. Instead, he raised his right hand that was shaking slightly and wiped it away. Thick blood on the face.

Then, he finally saw clearly where he was now.

There were many people around, so many that Jon couldn't even count them at once.

And among these people, whether they were wizards in gorgeous ceremonial robes, reporters holding cameras, or students gathered together, they were all stunned on the spot.

Jon was also stunned.

He looked around with a blank expression. Regarding the Triwizard Tournament, he decided to hold it only after entering the ice labyrinth in the North Pole, so he had no idea where Fox had taken him.

But just as he was in a daze, behind Jon, an old hand grabbed his back collar extremely quickly, and then suddenly pulled him back hard!

The next moment, where Jon was originally, a dark green spell left a hole on the smooth floor that was emitting white smoke.

Voldemort's face was expressionless, but anyone who was close to him could see his suppressed, twitching face!

At some point, he raised the wand in his hand, and the tip of the wand was pointed at the spot where the green spell landed.

Dumbledore looked at him with an indifferent expression, then pulled Jon behind him and next to McGonagall, and he slowly pulled out the wand in his hand.

"So, are you planning to break the blood oath so soon and kill a warrior who is about to compete?"

Dumbledore's old voice echoed throughout the auditorium.

At this moment, everyone else at the scene came back to their senses from the extreme shock!

The strong smell of blood filled the tip of everyone's nose. On the huge blood flower on the ground, Rodolphus and Bella died in extremely miserable ways.

Exclamations and screams started to sound one after another.

There was an uproar.

A reporter with a keen sense of smell subconsciously pressed the shutter of the camera, trembling all over, nervous mixed with excitement, excitement mixed with a little fear, constantly recording this scene that was enough to shock the whole of Europe!

The Lestranges had never been unknown people. As well-known Death Eaters who had been active in the wizarding world since Voldemort's rise, most people present recognized their faces.

Even if there are wizards who don't know each other, they can tell from the few words spoken by other people how important this pair of wizards are to Voldemort!

The young magic school students who were brought here for selection covered their faces, the girls screamed, the boys opened their mouths wide with instinctive horror on their faces, and most of them felt a wave of panic. Hands and feet are cold.

The flush of excitement had faded from Draco's face, and he looked at Bella lying in a pool of blood in horror. This woman from the Black family was his mother's sister, and also his aunt.

He had not been close to this notorious aunt since he was a child. Compared to Voldemort, who had become "amiable" since he could remember, this mad woman who had never sobered up had brought him the biggest psychological shadow.

But now, this psychological shadow is dead.

She died in front of Draco, and the person who killed her seemed to be the same age and grade as him, from another student who would be his opponent in the next Triwizard Tournament.

Draco's face was bloodless, and with trembling lips he looked at the boy who had been pulled behind Dumbledore and was covered in blood.

The boy named Jon, who was being protected by Mag in his arms, seemed to have felt his gaze. He raised his blood-stained face and smiled "kindly".

Draco's whole body trembled uncontrollably, a wave of heat completely lost control, and soon the wet feeling spread throughout his entire lower body.

Not only Draco, but also everyone turned their attention from the bodies of the Lestrange couple on the ground to Jon.

Even though his body was covered in blood, people could still see his astonishingly young face!

too young.

Jon's appearance is very young. No one who sees him would think that he is over 16 years old. At most, he is only a third or fourth grade student!

And just now, in front of everyone present, this young student stabbed the fang originally inserted into Rodolphus's throat into Bella's chest!

Everyone could hear the mad woman's last desperate and crazy scream clearly.

I will probably never forget it clearly in this life.

But no matter how shocked the other bystanders were at this moment, as the camp that the Lestranges were in, surrounding Voldemort, the Death Eaters instantly raised their wands together with their master.

And the direction the wand was pointed at was clearly Jon, who was already blocked by Dumbledore and protected by McGonagall!

The surrounding screams and exclamations were gradually silenced by the tense atmosphere, and Dumbledore's faint voice sounded again.

"If you already feel that there is no point in holding the next Triwizard Tournament, then you can take action now, Voldemort."

Anyone can now see that Voldemort's livid and extremely ugly expression is completely different from the one he had five minutes ago.

When he heard Dumbledore's words, he twitched the corners of his mouth, as if it was very difficult to open his clenched teeth!

"Put down the wand!"

This order was obviously given to the Death Eaters around him.

Of course, the people who had witnessed Bella's death were unwilling to let Jon go like this, but no one dared to disobey Voldemort's order.

The raised wands were put down one after another. Following the actions of these Death Eaters, the wizards in the banquet hall finally relaxed their hearts that had been hanging on them.