The Admiral of Hogwarts

Clearly, the magic that could revive Voldemort was not simple. Besides the potion in the pot, both the cauldron itself and the flames beneath it were special.

However, from another perspective, because the magic used for resurrection was dark magic, the various effective components of this magical ritual would naturally not be normal magic.

For example, after Peter was hit by the splashed flames, he cast several spells on himself trying to extinguish the fire, but all of these spells failed, and he could only be engulfed in the flames amidst screams.

Amidst this chaos, Kong Xiang took advantage of the water mist floating in the air to quickly circle around to the back of the flat ground, and then quickly moved towards Harry's location.

"Avada Kedavra—" Seeing the uninvited guest in the water mist kill Peter with one blow, Barty Crouch Jr. immediately dropped the dagger and bottle in his hand, drew his wand, and used the Killing Curse.

But this curse didn't have any effect, because the fog obscured everything, so the spell didn't even manage to aim at St. George hidden in the mist, and flew past about 1 meter away from her.

After being attacked, St. George immediately launched a counterattack, pouring a large amount of holy light power into the spear in her hand, and then throwing it forcefully.

At this time, Barty Crouch Jr. had already realized that something was wrong and tried to defend, but before the magic could be released, he was nailed to the throat by the spear thrown by St. George.

The force was so great that Barty Crouch Jr. flew five or six meters and was pinned to a tree, then his neck, severely injured, could not withstand the weight and impact of his body and broke in the middle.

"A bit cruel, I hope it doesn't cause any psychological trauma to Harry," Kong Xiang thought, looking at the dismembered Barty Crouch Jr., then cut the ropes on Harry's body with a small knife and whispered, "You, quickly follow me and escape."

"You are—" "Run! If you don't run now, are you waiting to die?" After saying that, Kong Xiang pulled Harry up abruptly and ran towards the bushes not far away.

Fortunately, St. George was attracting a lot of attention, and the large amount of white mist created in the seawater successfully concealed their movements.

Knowing that Kong Xiang had successfully taken Harry away from the scene, St. George drew her sword and rode her white horse towards the cauldron where Voldemort was stewing.

At this moment, a man's black figure slowly rose from the cauldron, tall and thin, like a skeleton: Voldemort had successfully revived.

However, as soon as he was resurrected, Voldemort rolled out of the stone pot in a very embarrassing posture, then turned into black smoke and flew a few meters away, because St. George was riding her horse and charging over with her spear.

Voldemort was indeed an extremely powerful dark wizard, but without a wand in his hand and stark naked, he still couldn't do much against a cavalry charging fiercely.

Especially when he waved his hand at Peter's charred corpse immediately after getting out of the pot, trying to recall his wand, he only recalled half of the wand's remains, still emitting sparks.

"Good heavens, petrify Voldemort," through the Admiral Network, almost all the ship girls saw this eye-watering scene through St. George's eyes.

After discovering that the first strike missed, St. George immediately turned her horse around and charged again with her spear. After all, Voldemort was the final boss, so she subconsciously used this strongest skill called Dragon Slayer Strike.

Unfortunately, this skill named after dragon slaying naturally has advantages against those huge targets, but it is not so accurate when facing a single person.

Especially when facing Voldemort, St. George subconsciously injected powerful force into it, which made her movements a little slow, so that Voldemort successfully avoided this strike.

The reason why Voldemort dodged so embarrassingly was that if it was just a physical impact, Voldemort could easily block it even without anything, but from the tip of St. George's spear, he felt a power so strong that it would pose a life threat to him.

The fact was just as Voldemort thought, because St. George realized her trouble after the first strike missed, so in the second strike, she only feinted, and in reality, she destroyed the stone cauldron with one blow.

Unlike the original, this stone cauldron was obtained from the family of the French victim, and it not only had powerful magic defense, but also could stimulate a strong spatial interference effect under the burning of magical flames.

So when St. George realized that it was difficult for her to kill Voldemort in his current state with one blow, she chose to destroy the source of interference to open up a passage for the follow-up troops.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Voldemort summoned his wand from Barty Crouch Jr.'s dismembered corpse. Then he raised his wand and tried to aim it at St. George to release magic.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a very slight crackling explosion behind him, followed by a gust of wind rushing from top to bottom towards the back of his head.

"What! Ah—" Hearing the wind, Voldemort tried to transform into black smoke and move his position as soon as possible, but unfortunately, he was still a little slow.

When the black smoke he turned into reformed into a human shape in an open space more than ten meters away, his right arm holding the wand, along with his shoulder, had completely disappeared, leaving only a wound constantly gushing blood.

And in the place where he had just disappeared, a girl wearing a whole set of 19th-century military uniform-style coat, with long golden hair, was holding a military knife, and drops of black blood were dripping down the blade and falling to the ground.

The blood dripped on the ground, making a sizzling sound, and the vegetation on the ground quickly shrank and carbonized as if sulfuric acid had been dripped on it.

And beside this girl, Voldemort's arm holding the wand, along with a piece of shoulder, was falling at her feet. Obviously, if Voldemort had moved a little slower just now, this resurrection would have been in vain.

What made Voldemort feel the most stimulating was that both the knight riding the white horse and the golden-haired girl were wearing half-golden masks on their faces and sea-blue cloaks on their bodies, which reminded him of the group who attacked him during the summer vacation.

"You wait—" Realizing that he was likely to be unable to win today without his wand in hand, Voldemort glanced at his two dismembered and charred lackeys with blood-red eyes, then left after uttering harsh words.

Voldemort's direct escape greatly exceeded the expectations of the two ship girls present, so they could only watch Voldemort disappear into the thin air.

"Isn't that guy the Dark Lord? He ran away so despondently—" Richelieu lightly shook off the blood on the knife, sheathed it, and looked at St. George and asked.

"After all, the wizards here are very dependent on their wands, so running away without a wand should be said to be the most reasonable tactic, otherwise they would definitely have to go back and stew in the pot again."

St. George put away her horse and spear, then shrugged and said.