Chapter 499: Voldemort retreats.

The flames in the sky flickered and slowly fell from the sky to the fields below, and burned tenaciously again.

If it is given enough time, it may be able to recover its appearance as a giant dragon of fire.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The water vapor drifting from the giant cloud beast made the humidity in the dark clouds at the top of the sky reach its peak. There were only bursts of muffled thunder, and a large curtain of rain mixed with large hail fell from the clouds, completely extinguishing the remaining flames.

In the ruins of Malfoy Manor, the wizards of Los Santos were looking up at the huge cloud beast with horror, and their eyes were full of despair!

Such a terrifying power, they simply could not resist it!

At this time, the results of Mike's strict training came out. Although they were desperate in their hearts, before Mike issued the retreat order, these wizards still did not flee, but gathered around Mike, and lived and died with their commander.

Mike in the crowd didn't look very good either. He seriously underestimated Voldemort's strength, which put all of them in danger.

"Boom!"

The giant cloud beast opened its mouth towards everyone, accompanied by a series of thunderous explosions, and countless red electric currents flowed in its body. Soon, a red energy ball was brewed in that bloody mouth!

Mike below felt a sharp pain in his eyebrows, and hurriedly shouted:

"Prepare to fight!"

As soon as Mike finished speaking, the energy ball in the giant cloud beast's mouth suddenly exploded, turning into a thick red lightning that slammed into the golden fog in front of everyone!

In just a moment, the golden fog that had been protecting everyone evaporated instantly. The red lightning only paused for a moment and continued to move forward, vowing to blast Mike and others into ashes!

Mike had already pressed his hand on the Masonic gold coin. With this door key, this mighty red lightning could not hurt him, but the fighting wizards beside him were different.

Gritting his teeth, Mike's eyes suddenly turned cold in the crowd. He was ready to abandon these soldiers.

However, at this moment, a tall figure in leather armor suddenly rushed out from the back and blocked everyone. For

a moment, even the air froze. In everyone's eyes, they only saw a silver light in the man's hand suddenly raised above his head, and then slashed at the lightning!

'Hunting Demon - Heavy Slash! '

The light sword was covered with a thick layer of black light, and it slashed at the red lightning fiercely!

"Chi!"

An indescribable strange sound suddenly exploded, and the terrifying red lightning was directly cut into two halves by this seemingly skillless sword, flying from the left and right to the crowd!

"Well done! Arthur!"

Franklin jumped up excitedly, and Arthur, who raised his sword and slashed the red lightning, turned his head and grinned at everyone.

Mike in the crowd also had a smile on his face. He stuffed the Masonic gold coins back into his arms, and at the same time, he took out the Flitwick cap from the pocket of the Traceless Stretching Spell with his left hand and put it on his head.

"Swish!"

A sharp blade was pulled out, and Mike came to Arthur's side with the holy sword in hand.

"Arthur, let's go!"

"Okay! Mike!"

Two sword-wielding figures rushed out from the crowd on the left and right, fearlessly rushing towards the demon in the distance!

Mike and Arthur were very fast, and after a short acceleration process, they turned into two afterimages. But the giant cloud beast moved faster, and light flashed inside its body, and then several red thunders mixed with fireballs hit the two people.

Not only that, the terrain near Mike and Arthur also changed. Wherever they passed, the ground rolled and cracked, and from time to time there were rock spikes protruding from the ground and attacking them. The trees were also growing wildly to block their way. Needless to say, the heavy rain from the zenith was also the most surprising thing. The animals around them also went crazy and rushed towards them desperately.

"Swish!"

A sword cut through a giant hailstone falling from the zenith, and Mike's expression instantly became extremely ugly. At this moment, they seemed to be rejected by this world, and everything around them was attacking them!

If this is the power of a legendary wizard, then the power possessed by the so-called legendary wizard is just like the Son of the World, which can mobilize most of the power in this world!

Under such circumstances, it is simply a delusion for him and Arthur to charge to Voldemort!

Fortunately, both of them were not ordinary people. They could barely stay safe after dodging and deploying shields. The most important thing was that after the two of them attracted the firepower, the situation of the Los Santos Wizarding Corps was much better. Not only were their lives no longer safe, but they could even find time to start counterattacking the giant cloud beast.

Mike dodged the rock spikes under his feet again, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

To be honest, the current results of the battle are very good. Although Voldemort himself was not killed, the Death Eaters under his control have been almost slaughtered. The original strategic goal can be said to have been successfully completed, and now they just need to continue to hold on.

Mike is sure that if the fight continues like this, Voldemort will definitely retreat first!

This is not to say that Voldemort can't beat Mike and others, but that this battle is likely to attract other forces!

You must know that as an old Death Eater who is exposed, although Malfoy Manor itself cannot be explored due to the protection spell, its surroundings are closely monitored by the Ministry of Magic!

Now that they have made such a big noise here, the Ministry of Magic cannot have no reaction!

But don't underestimate the Ministry of Magic. As an organization that has ruled this land for thousands of years, although it has declined now, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. The striker troops and Auror troops they control are combined, and even legendary wizards like Voldemort dare not underestimate them!

Otherwise, Voldemort would not have to cause so much trouble in Yingguo, and he would have directly led his people to rush to the Ministry of Magic.

Mike's expectation was not wrong. At this moment, the giant cloud beast was actually an empty shell. Voldemort inside it had already taken Bellatrix and some remaining Death Eaters away after controlling the cloud beast to shoot the giant red thunder.

Before leaving, Voldemort, who was hiding in the black fog, turned his head and looked at the figure below who was waving the holy sword and fighting hard. The golden vertical pupils were full of madness!

...

Without Voldemort's magical support, the giant cloud beast completely turned into a rootless duckweed. Under the continuous concentrated fire of Mike and the Los Santos wizards, it tragically turned into clouds all over the sky.

When it disappeared, the dark clouds that had been pervading everyone's heads also dissipated instantly, revealing the bright moon and stars hidden behind them.

There were waves of excited cheers from the Los Santos troops on the ruins of Malfoy Manor. This battle was completely torture for them. The feeling of hovering on the edge of death was really too desperate.

However, Mike did not give them too much time to celebrate. Not only was Voldemort afraid of the arrival of the Ministry of Magic's large troops, Mike did not want to contact the Ministry of Magic's combat troops. You know, Voldemort was just afraid of trouble and injury. If he wanted to run, he could still run away.

But Mike was different. He was now with such a large group of people. If the Ministry of Magic set up a temporary anti-Apparition spell here, it would be a big joke. All the Los Santos troops and Muggle troops he brought here would be killed!

Under Mike's roar, the wizards of Los Santos finally calmed down and began to clean up the battlefield.

This must be done. You know, they used the power from the Muggle world this time. If the Ministry of Magic knew about this, there would be a lot of trouble in the future.

After everyone destroyed all the Muggle corpses and plane wreckage on the battlefield, an unexpected surprise was placed in front of Mike.

"Draco? You are still alive?"

Looking at the Malfoy family who were escorted to him by several Los Santos wizards, Mike exclaimed in surprise.

He was really very surprised. The battle tonight was too fierce. He originally thought that the Malfoy family had either died early in the battle or took the opportunity to escape. He didn't expect to see them here again.

"The whole family hid in the underground passage and was caught by our brothers who were cleaning up the battlefield."

Franklin pointed his wand at Draco and said, laughing as he spoke.

There was no way around it. When they found the Malfoy family, they were being crushed by the collapsed tunnel. The whole family was squeezed together like a family of marmots.

Looking at the boy in front of him who was about the same age as his son, Lucius raised his head with all his strength, his face full of tenacity!

He knew very well that his whole family was basically dead today. In that case, at least before he died, he had to maintain the demeanor of a pure-blood noble!

Narcissa on the side had the same idea. She raised her head proudly, while trying to wipe the tears and stains on Draco's face, wanting her son to leave decently.

Unfortunately, facing the impending death, Draco was obviously not as strong as his parents. No matter how many times Narcissa wiped his eyes, his eyes were always filled with tears. But it

is commendable that although his emotions were a little out of control, Draco still maintained the last stubbornness of a pure-blood noble - he did not beg for mercy.

Mike looked at the Malfoy family kneeling on the ground with a playful look, and was also thinking about how to deal with them in his heart.

At present, their family has no use value. To deal with such people, killing them directly is the best choice.

But Mike did not do so. Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly came to the Malfoy family.

Draco's body began to tremble because of fear. Narcissa hurriedly hugged him in her arms and covered his eyes.

In her opinion, this was the last hug.

However, Mike chuckled and said to Draco or Franklin:

"You did a good job."

After that, Mike turned and left. His faint second half of the words floated with the wind:

"Take them all back."

...

At the same time, Dumbledore was standing on the podium in the hall of Hogwarts, looking up at the sky that was already bright and reflected on the magic ceiling.

It was dawn, but Voldemort's sneak attack as expected still did not come.

Near him, the four long tables representing the four major colleges in the auditorium had long disappeared, replaced by dense sleeping bags that almost covered a corner of the auditorium and students sleeping soundly inside.

This was Dumbledore's masterpiece. After learning about Voldemort's sneak attack plan, he did not tell the students the truth immediately, but held the Christmas dinner as usual.

But after the dinner, he did not let the students go back to rest as usual, but kept them in the auditorium for protection.

Although the students felt strange about this, they did not react too much.

They had encountered such situations many times in the past few years and had long been accustomed to it.

Sighing, Dumbledore with a complicated expression carefully walked down the podium and checked on his students. Occasionally, when he encountered students kicking the quilt, he would even gently help them cover the quilt again.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, followed Dumbledore anxiously and reported in a low voice:

"We have checked every corner of Hogwarts, but we have not found any trace of Death Eaters. Instead, we found a few sneaky wizards outside the school, and Flitwick has gone to catch them. In addition, many Dementors appeared in the Forbidden Forest, and the newly bred eight-eyed spiders also rioted. Fortunately, Hagrid has solved them all."

Dumbledore nodded, but did not speak.

In the hallway outside the hall, Snape was watching all this quietly.

He covered his forearm tightly, his breathing was a little rapid, and the muscles on his face were constantly twitching, as if he was enduring some extreme pain.

Dumbledore, who had checked the students, came over and looked at Snape with concern and said:

"Are there any reactions again?"

Snape did not answer, but lifted his sleeves.

On his forearm, a skull with a venomous snake spitting out of it was flashing a terrifying red light. Coupled with the terrifying high temperature it was emitting, the pattern looked like it had just been burned with a soldering iron!

Dumbledore took a deep breath, frowned at Snape, and said with some guilt:

"Thank you for your hard work."

Snape rolled his eyes at him, and then snorted:

"He is very angry, and there was no attack tonight, so he must have had an accident!"

"I agree with you, but what kind of accident would that be? I really can't think of anyone who can stop Voldemort now."

McGonagall pursed her lips and said, her expression was very melancholy.

Snape and Dumbledore did not answer, and they both looked at the blue flag hung on the wall of the hall as a Christmas decoration.

An eagle was soaring on it!