Chapter 95: Everything, Rely on Ability (Ask for Subscription)

From Marvel: The Genie

Just as Voldemort was enjoying the cheers of the crowd, a huge magic power suddenly erupted above the Forbidden Forest.

That was the conflict between Dumbledore and Audasxin. Not long after entering the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore bumped into Audasxin.

There was no time for communication. After there were no existences that needed protection around, the two—no, the two dragons—erupted into a fierce conflict.

Dragon roars resounded through the sky, huge power slapped trees down in whole patches, and the light of spells covered the sunlight in this area.

Looking at that terrifying battlefield, Voldemort suddenly hated the voices that kept echoing in his ears. However, those voices were not moved by his will now; they kept shouting.

Above the sky, Audasxin flapped her wings. She hated fighting with blue dragons. These guys who could abandon their bodies only kept dodging, like a fly.

Dumbledore hated this feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife even more. He was like a small boat in the ocean, which would be completely submerged in the deep sea if he wasn't careful.

"I think, Audasxin, I have already told you everything that should be said." Dumbledore dodged and flashed, describing the existence of Voldemort and some things to Audasxin. "If you really don't welcome me, I can leave now."

"Dumbledore! This is not a place you can come whenever you want and leave whenever you want!" Audasxin still entangled him relentlessly.

Dumbledore's wand kept turning. The bonus that the wand could provide now was already very limited, but it was better than nothing. He didn't want to entangle any longer now.

Mobilizing the killing intent in the bottom of his heart, integrating emotions into the spell, Dumbledore pointed at Audasxin. "*Avada Kedavra! *"

Audasxin became excited. The blue dragon finally didn't use those tickling spells. *Buzz, buzz, buzz*, a heavy sound came from her throat.

Dragon Shout—Dragon Soul Rend!

This was a Dragon Shout specifically aimed at the Dragon race, which could make all dragons feel the taste of death from the soul, and make some weak ones really die. After all, the dragons in the Harry Potter world were still far from immortal.

Two powers aimed at the soul collided in mid-air, stimulating light that was full of temptation to the soul, attracting the weak to give up life and pursue death.

In this light, a sparkling phantom was gathering, but before it could really start to condense, the phantom disappeared because the power ended.

Audasxin was a bit irritable. She didn't see clearly what that was. However, she soon became angry because Dumbledore was gone!

Obviously, after having a proper fight, Dumbledore had left the Forbidden Forest.

Circling in the air for a few times, Audasxin still didn't head toward the Hogwarts campus. After all, she also had things to consider.

After initially showing her power, a part of the supernatural creatures in the Forbidden Forest also decided to join her team, provided that the children who were still in their infancy were sent to a safe place.

Therefore, Audasxin is actually in the same position as Dumbledore right now; while transferring combat personnel from other locations, she is also evacuating non-combatants.

That night, Hogwarts was brightly lit all night. A part of the wizards who had walked out of Hogwarts had returned to this school.

Among them, some came to pick up their children to leave, and even more came to participate in this war.

They firmly believed that no matter what happened to those magical creatures, wizards would always rule this magic world!

*Creak*, the door of the Great Hall opened, and a warrior missing a leg and an eye walked in.

Coupled with that constantly rotating glass eye, his terrifying appearance made the voices in the Great Hall stagnate for a few seconds. This person was exactly Alastor Moody, a great Auror who had fought with Voldemort and Death Eaters countless times.

"Hermione, is this also one of your professors? It's really a bit scary."

Mrs. Granger whispered to Hermione. They were picked up by Professor McGonagall. McGonagall had to let every student be picked up safely from Hogwarts, including those born to Muggle families.

"Don't talk nonsense. That must be a medal of heroism," Mr. Granger said softly.

Hermione looked at the Auror uniform on Moody and didn't know whether she should agree with her father's words for a moment. The Aurors brought by Fudge had severely damaged Hermione's good impression of this profession.

Moody seemed to have heard the Grangers' words. "Obviously, some Muggles are more polite and smarter than those disgusting guys!"

Muttering this sentence, Moody walked toward the depths of the Great Hall, where the combat preparation area was.

To tell the truth, because they had never fought a large-scale war, British wizards could now be said to be a mess.

Even those dueling masters invited by Flitwick were the same. They were good at fighting alone or small-scale team battles, but they weren't good at multi-person coordinated attacks.

Moody walked into the noisy combat preparation area, where everyone was expressing their opinions, which made one's head ache just listening.

"Before I came in, I saw a few small dragons landing in the forest. They are much quieter than here. Which side is the beast?!" Moody mocked directly without any politeness.

The voices in the meeting first went silent, then became even noisier. Not many people present had a good relationship with Moody, and Moody didn't show weakness, spraying a whole area.

Moody had never looked down on these guys. They all looked tough, but during the period when Voldemort was rampant, many of them were as honest as quails.

Beside the conference room, Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel looked at each other, both having headaches.

They wanted to organize all the wizards, but now it seemed that this was a bit impossible.

Only about half of the wizards who would come had arrived, and they were already arguing like this. When everyone came, wouldn't they split into hundreds of camps, and wouldn't they fight among themselves first?

"Otherwise, use the old method. Fighting on their own is better than firing at will, at least that way you can distinguish between friend and foe," Nicolas Flamel suggested.

"That's the only way." Dumbledore's head was almost bursting.

"What's next? Launch an attack in two days?" Nicolas Flamel continued to ask. He hadn't experienced this kind of war where they greeted each other either.

"About that. A Centaur axeman just came." Speaking of this, Dumbledore had a headache. The Centaurs now were completely beyond his initial impression of this group. "Tomorrow, regardless of whether Hagrid wakes up or not, Audasxin's side will come to take him away, as well as some living magical animals and plants on campus."

"The exchange is that the Giant race will withdraw from this war, the Centaur race will remain neutral, and additionally, the other side will not take destroying the campus as the main goal."

"After twelve o'clock tomorrow night, the peace treaty will be automatically lifted, and everything will depend on ability." ===== CHAPTER 96 =====