The mont the sparks exploded under the dark clouds, a piercing whistle sounded in all directions.
The first to be targeted were the Aurors on sentry duty in the sky. The mbers of the Witching Horizon, who had hidden around using the Disillusionnt Charm began to clear these sentry points outside the fortress bit by bit.
They launched a sudden attack with almost no forewarning at all, and almost no Auror was able to react, and almost everyone was attacked by several spells at the sa second.
The shield charm was shattered by the first spell that ca into contact with it, and then the next spell hit those Aurors, and at the sa ti, a dozen figures fell from the sky like kites with broken strings!
Even if there were a few who relied on extrely fast reactions and superior flying skills to avoid these spell attacks, they simply could not resist the next round of attacks that rained down on them.
The first phase of the Witching Horizon's offensive had a remarkable effect, as the nails guarding the outside were removed, after which they were able to proceed with the next section of the plan without fear.
But before actually storming into that fortress, one person was needed to complete a task that only he could do for them.
The old man with silver hair and crescent-shaped glasses on his face, dressed in a white robe, just walked up to the main entrance of the fortress in a dignified manner.
No one heard him recite the incantation, everyone only saw him gently wave the wand in his hand, and the next second the sky was lit up half with fire!
The flas ignited the dark clouds in the sky, making the air tremble.
Imdiately after, a sound as if glass shattering sounded abruptly, and the original shield charm that wrapped around the fortress collapsed with a bang!
Lupin, as the first squad in charge, led his squad and remained close behind Dumbledore at all tis.
He raised his wand high in his hand and sounded the first battle cry for the beginning of this battle!
"For freedom!!!"
The guy who always looks like Mr Nice Guy with a gentle look on his face, at this mont let out a howl like a wolf.
His roar was like a blaze thrown into dry wood, instantly igniting a big fire.
Male wizards, female witches, old ones, young ones, middle-aged ones, countless voices mingled together with incomparable unity.
"For freedom!!!"
The sound was as if a sword that could not be sheathed piercing the black dark clouds, accompanied by an unprecedented explosion!
Nearly hundreds of Exploding Charm were fired together at the location of the main entrance, then the iron gate was blown apart by the trendous impact in a flash, and flew into the long corridor inside the fortress!
Lupin led his squad to the forefront, and they roared in indignation as they attacked this binding cage.
And alongside them, people were pouring in, Sirius, Lily, McGonagall, Flitwick, Hagrid, Kingsley, Tonks, Moody ...
There were familiar faces, but the vast majority were unfamiliar faces, nevertheless, at the mont they all had the exact sa goal, to vent their anger and exuberance at the prison that operated under the guise of a re-education camp!
The French Aurors as well as the British Aurors in the re-education camp reacted quickly, they were on alert at all tis, and the number of people stationed here is only more nurous compared to the mbers of the Witching Horizon who had stord in.
They were already on the ground floor when Dumbledore broke through the shield charm, and now they are blocking in front of all the Witching Horizon wizards!
There was no communication between the two sides, and the first second they t, like water and fire that will never blend together, they erupted with an intense clash!
The dazzling spell lights illuminated the interior of the fortress as if it is dayti!
Countless people fell right at the beginning of this battle, and even countless more filled in from behind.
Outside the fortress, mbers of the second wave of the Witching Horizon rose into the air on their flying brooms!
The general offensive on the ground floor continued, but it was certainly not the only offensive route they prepared and relied on.
Countless people are charging forward, and only Dumbledore stood alone in front of the fortress entrance, he did not follow the flow of people into the re-education camp but tilted his head to look at the topmost floor.
There is only one room, with very bright lights revealed inside.
In front of the window, a man is standing there, his face showed no anger, no gloom or even indifference, there was only a smile on that handso face.
Dumbledore looked up at him, and he was looking down at Dumbledore.
Black eyes and bright blue eyes look at each other, there is no dialogue, and there is no need to have any verbal communication.
The next mont, firelight flickered, as Dumbledore appeared in Voldemort's office.
The flas in the fireplace burned very vigorously, the room ward up perfectly, sound insulation effect is exceptionally excellent, despite such violent explosions, not even half of the impact was felt here.
As if, the room and outside the room are two different worlds.
Voldemort saw Dumbledore and then sat down leisurely on a chair, he leaned back lazily, looking at the old man's gaze with a playful look.
"I guess you must have tried everything to stop them, but you are still not as good as , Albus, they will not listen to you wholeheartedly."
Dumbledore calmly looked at the man sitting in the chair, his voice seed like it was not mixed with other emotions, as he said softly.
"You guessed right, Riddle, I tried to stop them, but it did not work. But in the last two days, I have figured out that this is sothing that they are willing to do, sothing that they would rather die than regret, and I have no reason and even less right to stop them. What's more, are we necessarily bound to lose?"
Voldemort's ten fingers crossed, he narrowed his eyes at Dumbledore's aged face.
"Do you think I really care that much about the battle down there? My Professor Dumbledore?"
"Compared to you, even if all the wizards in France died, what would that even cost?"
Dumbledore slowly and thodically raised the wand in his hand.
"You believe that when I ca here to face you, you had already won?"
Voldemort suddenly burst out laughing.
"What else would happen? Albus Dumbledore? What else can you count on? Let guess it?"
He trailed off.
"Who did you send to make those little moves in the ocean? The loser who is most closely related to you, and who even had to give up his own family na now? Yeah, he's the only one who reassures you the most, and he's probably the only one with that kind of power!"
Hearing Voldemort's sarcastic remarks, Dumbledore's face not only did not show a semblance of anger, but he even smiled.
"You really have always been the smartest one of my students, Riddle."
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