Hogwarts: Storm Chaser

The Aurors became furious, raised their wands, and sent spells flying towards Voldemort in the air.

Voldemort looked at the spells all over the sky without any panic. He let the spells fly for a while before he raised his wand.

The wand stood in front of him, and a flashing fluorescent barrier appeared in front of him, forming a semicircle and covering a large area in front of him.

Magic spells of different colors and filled with different emotional powers hit the barrier, causing ripples on it. As the magic spells gradually became scarcer, the barrier gradually calmed down and returned to its original state.

The first wave of curses was simply resisted by Voldemort.

In the eyes of everyone, Voldemort looked very relaxed from beginning to end, with his hands and wand maintaining their original movements without any changes.

Seeing this scene, the Death Eaters behind them were shocked and cheered, shouting "Master! Master" with great excitement, as if it was their own achievement.

However, Voldemort did not indulge in their praise. Instead, he felt that it was very noisy, so he threw the [Cruciatus Curse] down with his backhand.

The Death Eaters below bore their master's wrath with blank expressions on their faces, and made shrill pleas for mercy.

"Ah! No, Master, don't punish me! I killed an Auror!"

A Death Eater endured the excruciating pain and said with difficulty.

"Oh~"

Voldemort showed an interested look and withdrew the Cruciatus Curse, and all the Death Eaters breathed a sigh of relief.

The Death Eater looked at Voldemort with a flattering expression.

On the other side, the Aurors saw that the man who must not even be named easily blocked the curse they collectively released. Their morale was low, and they couldn't help but have doubts about themselves.

The head of the Auror Command was also anxious when he saw this scene.

When he saw Voldemort turning his attention to his Death Eaters, he suddenly shouted:

"He is not invincible. His magic power is limited. We can't let him rest. Let's continue. I just noticed that his hand holding the wand is shaking!"

After saying this, he took the lead in launching an attack on Voldemort who was carrying them on his back.

When Voldemort heard this, he felt a little different in his heart. The supervisor's eyes were so good? He was so suppressed, how could he still tell?

The head of the Auror Command did not expect that he guessed it right after making it up casually.

Indeed, Voldemort at this time could not easily resist such a wizard, and it was also a collective attack by Aurors.

When the wave of spells fell on the magic barrier, he felt the overwhelming pressure for the first time.

What he originally thought was a piece of cake turned out to be far from what he thought, which made Voldemort feel a little ashamed.

Although it was blocked, for Voldemort's high standards, this was equivalent to not being blocked.

And those cheering Death Eaters happened to hit the muzzle of his gun and became his punching bag.

Turning around, what came face to face was a series of magic spells.

Unlike last time, resistance was no longer Voldemort's only option. He skillfully used various wizard dueling techniques.

Or conjure up a flock of birds to automatically fly towards the curses cast by the Aurors and offset them;

Or wrap the wand with magic power and swipe it towards the magic spell in front of you. The direction of the magic spell is instantly changed and flies in other directions. Some even return it to the Auror himself;

Or cast [Iron Armor Curse] and use it to offset and rebound certain magic spells;

...

Watching Voldemort come and go in the rain of curses, the Aurors not only did not lose hope, but also had a glimmer of hope for confrontation.

What they fear most is to accept their spell completely without moving.

Since it is moving, it means it can be defeated.

The Aurors regained their past experience, and the angles of the curses they shot at Voldemort became more and more tricky, forcing Voldemort to spend some time to deal with these curses.

Even among the Aurors, there were some who used black magic to attack him.

I finally saw the shadow of [Death Curse].

For this reason, he needs to concentrate on dealing with these special spells mixed with ordinary spells.

Although he has made a Horcrux at this time, his physical body will still be killed.

Moreover, without a body, there is no magic power, and a soul that cannot use magic power cannot do anything to Voldemort.

"You stupid guys, come on!"

Voldemort turned his head and cursed at the Death Eaters who were watching the fun behind him. Unexpectedly, he thought they were the master and he was the servant.

After being scolded by Voldemort, they immediately reacted and joined the fight.

Some Death Eaters had long wanted to cast some spells, but without Voldemort's instructions, they could only wait and see.

With evil laughter, they took out their wands.

A series of wild and crazy spells echoed around, they were all spells of evil black magic.

With the addition of Death Eaters, the balance gradually began to tilt.

Voldemort no longer simply defended, but began to fight back, because he realized that he would soon have to evacuate.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The miserable green curse shot downward from the sky, and the Aurors on the ground barely escaped.

On the other side, Buchanan has [Apparated] to Hogsmeade Village.

He didn't have time to say hello to his parents and neighbors, and under everyone's astonished gaze, he went straight to the Hogwarts store in his Auror combat uniform.

When the Hogwarts Benevolent Store was first established, it had already defined an area where [Apparition] was prohibited, so Buchanan needed to run there.

He hurried to the cashier.

"What's wrong, Buchanan?"

At this time, Ralph was still cashing out with Filch in the Hogwarts Merchant Store. When he saw Buchanan running in anxiously, he hurriedly asked.

"Is Principal Dumbledore here? The minister wants to see him if he has something to do."

Buchanan stated his purpose, but did not tell the truth in front of customers, and he did not want to cause panic.

Ralph looked at his eyes, nodded, and said to Filch:

"Mr. Filch, I'll leave this to you first? I'll take him to the professor."

Filch nodded and quickly told them to hurry up and not delay the business.

The two of them arrived at the second floor.

"Professor McGonagall, is Principal Dumbledore here?"

Still on the stairs, Ralph shouted to the top.

"He's at Hogwarts, what's wrong?"

Professor McGonagall opened the door, looked at Ralph and Buchanan in combat uniforms below, and said with some surprise.

Arriving on the second floor, Buchanan looked at the confused Ralph and hesitated, but time was running out and he didn't care anymore.

"Professor McGonagall, we met that person at Nott Manor!"

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment and then reacted immediately.

Ralph looked at Buchanan with a worried look on his face. He had never known that Buchanan was still stationed on the front line. He thought he was on patrol training.

"Okay, you guys, come with me right away and I'll take you to find him."

Professor McGonagall said, paused when she saw Ralph, but still included him.

The three of them quickly came to a large cabinet. Professor McGonagall opened the cabinet, let Ralph and Buchanan in, and said to them:

"Don't reveal this matter to anyone. It's a Hogwarts secret, understand?"

It seemed that because of the emergency, Professor McGonagall spoke very quickly.

Buchanan and Ralph heard clearly and nodded in agreement.

The three of them felt a twist, and a feeling of unsteadiness in the air filled their bodies.

Soon, the distortion disappeared and the down-to-earth feeling returned to the body.

Professor McGonagall opened the cabinet door and said "Headmaster's Office".

Buchanan and Ralph haven't

Before he had time to look at his surroundings, a door of light appeared in front of him.

Professor McGonagall led them inside. Opposite was the principal's office.

In the principal's room, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were sitting intimately chatting together.

It can be seen that the portraits of the principal on the wall are all empty, and no one knows where the characters in them are.

Sensing the request to connect to the Room of Requirement, Dumbledore motioned to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, and a [Apparition] came to the side, where he visited the Pensieve. He pretended to study it seriously, frowning, thinking, and brushing his hand over the outer surface of the Pensieve from time to time.

Dumbledore couldn't help but look there a few more times, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

The door to the entrance to the principal's office was opened, and Professor McGonagall led Buchanan and Ralph in.

"Why do you have time to see me, an old man? And he's dressed so formally."

Dumbledore asked half-jokingly with a kind face.

"Headmaster, have you received a request for help from the Ministry of Magic? We have encountered him. We are currently fighting."

Buchanan said so eagerly that even the new professor on the side didn't notice.

"Yeah?"

Dumbledore became serious, and Grindelwald, who was not far away, also looked here and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"No, Gila, I'll just go. You can study carefully here."

Dumbledore said seriously.

At this time, some portraits had come back. Seeing Dumbledore's appearance, he couldn't help but slander him.

"Where is it? Can I check your memory? Buchanan, so..."

"No problem, Mr. Principal."

Dumbledore asked cautiously. Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted by Buchanan's voice of agreement.

Grindelwald suddenly laughed in the pensieve, maybe he found something interesting.

"Okay, please relax."

Dumbledore said, looking into Buchanan's eyes.

"I understand, do you want to come with me?"

After a while, Dumbledore asked about the place where the incident happened from Buchanan's memory.

"Uh-huh!"

Buchanan was still a little confused, so quickly? He immediately agreed.

"Take my hand. Fox."

Dumbledore said to Buchanan, and then looked at Fawkes.

Fawkes fell on his outstretched arm, looked into Dumbledore's eyes, and received the location from his eyes.

Fiery fire exploded in the principal's room, and both Ralph and Professor McGonagall closed their eyes involuntarily.

Grindelwald squinted his eyes and watched them disappear.

Just before disappearing, Dumbledore smiled at him.

"Don't worry, Ralph, you have to trust Albus. With him here, everything will be fine."

Seeing Ralph staring blankly in the direction where Dumbledore and the others disappeared, Professor McGonagall touched his head to comfort him.

"Well, thank you, Professor McGonagall."

"You're welcome, Ralph."

Professor McGonagall looked at Ralph and smiled.

Then, she introduced Grindelwald to Ralph.

"This is your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next semester, Professor Twining Woods."

"Hello, come to Professor Twining Woods. My name is Ralph Alvey. Just call me Ralph."

Ralph said.

"Hello, Ralph."

Grindelwald looked at Ralph with interest and said kindly:

"I have heard your name from professors many times, and today I finally met you in person."

Then, the three people began to communicate.

Grindelwald also began to perform his duties as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and began to test Ralph, and by the way, he made some inferences from him.

The teaching situation of first grade.

From basic knowledge to some magic expansion, Grindelwald asked very well, and Ralph answered well.

Professor McGonagall was even more satisfied with this. Not only was he proud of his students, but he was also convinced that Dumbledore had not lied to his new professor.

As the content of Grindelwald's questions continues to deepen, Ralph needs to spend more time thinking about each answer to get what he thinks is the perfect answer.

Grindelwald also listened patiently. When Ralph finished his answer, he would ask Ralph what his thinking was and then correct Ralph's mistakes in his answer bit by bit.

On the other side, Voldemort was cooperating with the Death Eaters to suppress the Aurors.

The Aurors retreated while fighting, and gradually approached the edge of the battlefield. The heads of departments and the Minister of Magic were staying there, looking at the approaching battlefield with worried faces. They wanted to run but didn't dare.

Many Death Eaters were knocked down by Aurors, but many Aurors were hit by the Death Eaters' spells.

Some were lucky enough to be evacuated backwards by their teammates;

Some were more miserable. After being knocked down, they failed to get up in time and were surrounded by Death Eaters and tortured.

On the battlefield, the whistling of magic spells, the chanting of spells and some faint screams echoed.

The tormenting Death Eaters didn't know what was going on, and said frantically to the captured Aurors:

"Begging for mercy! As long as you beg for mercy, I will be gentler! Hahahaha!"

However, all they got was screams, nothing extra.

In response, they cursed and kicked and punched the Aurors from time to time, and begged them for mercy like beggars...

Suddenly, a flash of fire appeared on the battlefield.

The flames spread in the air and swept away all the flying magic spells.

There was silence on the battlefield.

Everyone looked at the place where the fire appeared, an old man and a phoenix.

When Buchanan arrived, Dumbledore sent him to his original position, next to the bodies of his teammates.

The Minister of Magic and the heads of departments were all looking in Dumbledore's direction, completely unaware of Buchanan's appearance.

As soon as Dumbledore appeared, he immediately saw the situation clearly and took action immediately.

He had wanted to keep Voldemort on more than one occasion to avoid future troubles.

But the opponent is too slippery. Not only does he have strong magic power, but he also runs away whenever something goes wrong.

Dumbledore held the Elder Wand and waved his hand, and streams of water appeared in the air, sweeping towards Voldemort and his men.

A powerful magical aura was surging in this area, and combined with the endless water flowing in the air, a strong sense of oppression enveloped everyone.