Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 406. 400. Young man, lacking martial ethics and resorting to sneak attacks.

However, this momentary lapse in concentration allowed Dumbledore to seize the opportunity and strike again.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed another extremely powerful spell. Caught off guard, Voldemort casually made a move, and one of his Death Eaters uncontrollably stepped in front of him, using his own body to block Dumbledore's spell.

Voldemort casually discarded the unconscious Death Eater and then launched a sneak attack while Dumbledore was casting a spell.

Countless black specks of matter gushed from his palm and flew toward Dumbledore.

Dumbledore quickly erected a white shield to keep the substances out, barely managing to block them.

This is some kind of ancient black magic, but what exactly it is is unknown. As for its effects...

An Auror nearby accidentally touched it, and his body quickly began to fester. No matter how much his teammates cast healing spells, they couldn't stop the spread. In no time, a living wizard was reduced to nothing but bare bones and a pool of putrid liquid.

Extremely evil and terrifying.

In a battle between two wizards at the pinnacle, anyone else is a burden.

No one can intervene in their fight unless you possess the same or similar power.

The battle between the two was dazzling, with all sorts of unknown spells appearing in their hands, or it was a pure contest of magical power, pushing the spells back and forth in mid-air like waves, and the Aurors had to do their best to resist the aftershocks of the magic alone.

"What's wrong, Dumbledore? Are you getting old?"

Even though it was a close fight, Voldemort chuckled, "You used to have so many tricks up your sleeve. Looks like you're done for now."

"Master, there are so many bubbles around us?!"

Voldemort hadn't finished his trash talk when he heard his men exclaim in surprise.

Following his subordinates' gaze, Voldemort realized that countless water spheres had somehow appeared around him.

He suddenly looked at Dumbledore and found him smiling at him with the same ill intent as he had shown back in the orphanage.

The combination of the Bubble Spell, the Levitation Spell, and the Clear Spring Spell, like the Fiery Serpent Spell, is a multi-layered spell.

The difference is that this is a combination of three simple spells.

Remember? The water balloon was a spell that Dumbledore cast at the very beginning, an attempt to extinguish the Fiend Serpent. Its purpose was not to fight the serpent at all; that was just a pretext.

In other words, while Dumbledore was fighting Voldemort, he was also secretly setting up these...

Voldemort suddenly turned to Dumbledore, who remained silent, but his eyes seemed to be telling Voldemort something.

"You were careless, Tom."

"They're just a few ordinary water balloons, no need to..."

Before he could finish speaking, as if slapped in the face, the floating water spheres burst open all at once, and countless streams of water poured down from the sky like springs, quickly encroaching on the entire space where the Death Eaters were.

What appeared to be just small water spheres contained an unexpectedly large amount of water, seemingly inexhaustible, accumulating more and more until it quickly formed a giant water sphere covering the entire square, trapping Voldemort and his Death Eaters inside.

Dumbledore, holding his wand, manipulated the giant water sphere, causing it to spin rapidly around himself, like a washing machine. The Death Eaters inside couldn't even put up a slight resistance, let alone fight back.

This is no ordinary water sphere; it's some kind of unconventional seal. Once you're caught in it, it's very difficult to escape.

The title of the greatest white wizard of the 20th century is terrifyingly prestigious.

Voldemort, inside the water sphere on the other side, was naturally not going to sit idly by and wait to die.

His lips moved slightly as he chanted an incantation, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the next second he transformed into a wisp of black mist and emerged from the water sphere.

It's some kind of spell again. When it comes to knowledge of spells, there are really few people in the entire wizarding world who can compare to Voldemort.

Scrimgeour immediately commanded the Aurors, intending to launch a final "sneak attack" on Voldemort, as he was unwilling to be Dumbledore's foil.

Dozens of Aurors attacked together, unleashing countless spells that shot towards Voldemort.

However, Voldemort simply waved his wand, and the spells vanished in an instant. Voldemort's gaze remained fixed on Dumbledore the entire time, and he didn't even glance at them.

Over a decade ago, at the height of Voldemort's power, even the most formidable Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix dared not confront Voldemort head-on, resorting instead to hit-and-run tactics.

His ability to escape from Voldemort is something to brag about, and that alone is enough to prove his strength.

Scrimgeour wasn't born an Auror in the strict sense, and he had never witnessed Voldemort's power, so he naturally didn't know just how strong he was.

"Scrimgeour!" Amelia stopped Scrimgeour. "Let's leave the battle to Professor Dumbledore. He's the only one among us who can match him."

Amelia had recently witnessed Voldemort's power, a despair-inducing strength.

"But..." Scrimgeour was still unwilling, but seeing his old leader's resolute attitude, he chose to obey.

The situation on the battlefield also changed. Dumbledore cast a freezing spell, freezing the entire water sphere. The Death Eaters, except for Voldemort, were likely doomed.

Meanwhile, Voldemort first pretended to vent his anger by shattering the surrounding glass. The next second, he commanded countless pieces of glass to turn into bullets and attack Dumbledore, which were neutralized by Dumbledore's Shattering Charm with the Elder Wand.

The two fought back and forth, barely managing to keep their strength even, with neither gaining the upper hand.

Strictly speaking, Dumbledore was slightly inferior to his opponent, because he used the Elder Wand, which was known as the most powerful wand, while Voldemort still used his original wand, which was thirteen and a half inches long, made of yew wood and phoenix feathers.

Dumbledore's expression turned grave. He sensed that his former student's power had grown stronger than it had been over a decade ago.

It must have involved another dangerous magical transformation, or perhaps some method he doesn't know about.

In short, he is becoming increasingly dangerous.

Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate, a figure suddenly darted out from the Auror's side and cast a spell on Voldemort's back.

Such a blatant sneak attack was noticed even though Voldemort didn't turn around.

He slightly furrowed his brow and eyelids (after all, he had no eyebrows), and casually waved his hand as if shooing away an annoying mosquito.

Such methods would be sufficient to deal with ordinary wizards. However...

"The Divine Blade is Without a Shadow!"

An invisible blade sliced ​​through Voldemort's spell and grazed his shoulder; had he not noticed something amiss at the crucial moment, it would have severed his arm.

Young man, lacking any sense of martial ethics, ambushed a nearly seventy-year-old bald man.

(End of this chapter)