The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Although Voldemort wanted to grab Dumbledore by the collar and scold him for his unethical behavior of two-and-one sneak attacks, it was too late.

Lightning streaks fell from the dark clouds in the sky like raindrops, turning the corpses summoned by Voldemort into charcoal pieces.

The thunder and lightning were like hemp, intertwined and intertwined, covering almost the entire Azkaban. At this time, what Tom summoned can no longer be called lightning, but a thunderstorm.

A few hundred meters away from Azkaban, the dementors who had just been expelled gathered together again and floated in the air. Although there are hundreds of them, they still give people a pitiful feeling that they have nowhere to go.

At this moment, there are wizards fighting in their hometown, and the aftermath of the battle makes them instinctively fear.

What monsters are fighting there! Either side can kick their **** if they want to.

At this time, Voldemort, who was identified as a monster by the Dementors, was very embarrassed. Watching the Infernal Corpse summoned so hard turned into charcoal, Voldemort regretted that he didn't have the time. He was doing his best to avoid the lightning that fell from the sky.

He first summoned a silver shield, but the shield was quickly shattered by successive lightning strikes. What made him even more resentful was that not only was the thunder and lightning in the sky causing him trouble, but Dumbledore was also taking the opportunity to put pressure on him.

It is also facing the Thunder, but Dumbledore, who is on the edge of the thunderstorm, is under much less pressure. If the density of lightning in Voldemort is "cloth", then the density in Dumbledore is "net", and Dumbledore only needs to cast an iron armor spell to block those falling thunders. He even had the energy to throw a few spells in Voldemort's direction.

Although Tom couldn't control every lightning bolt, he could give a little guidance to let the lightning strike where he wanted to strike more, so he favored one over the other.

The shield bought Voldemort a few seconds. During this short period of time, Voldemort's brain was running fast, and finally he found a very simple way to crack the thunderstorm: he could hide in the cell and there was no problem!

Tom's thunderbolt was stronger than a cannonball when facing the corpse summoned by Voldemort, but once it encountered a stone wall, the thunderbolt's power was greatly weakened, leaving only gaps and pits. And these small scars, in front of the walls of Azkaban prison, which are often several meters thick, are not even scratches.

Watching Voldemort rush into the prison, Dumbledore also disappeared like a gust of wind. He also entered the Azkaban prison.

Dumbledore pressed so hard, he was naturally afraid of Voldemort's Apparition.

Wizards of their level can even apply apparition to combat, and running is just a matter of thought. In the past, when Azkaban was shrouded in hundreds of dementors, the oppressive atmosphere made it impossible for any wizard to Apparate normally. But now that the Dementors had been driven away, the obstacles of Apparition were gone.

Dumbledore had already murdered Tom Riddle, but his reason told him that even without considering the influence of the Horcrux, it was almost impossible to kill Riddle.

Can't beat it, can't it run away?

But not killing them doesn't mean that today's actions by him and Tom are meaningless. Dumbledore prepared a spell for his student that he would never forget. This spell will weaken Tom Riddle's combat effectiveness and determine the final outcome.

Voldemort was the inside of the prison that burst through a small window. After rushing in, even the well-informed Voldemort was stunned.

For no other reason, the style here is out of tune with Azkaban: the room is all pink, and there are plates and dishes with cats painted everywhere. This room seems a little out of place in a girl's boudoir, let alone Azkaban.

In the house, there was a short ugly witch with a wand. After seeing Voldemort, she opened her mouth wide——

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flashed, and she fell heavily to the ground, the terrified look on her face still not dissipated.

Voldemort doesn't care whether the witch is screaming or chanting, anyway, he will kill anyone who threatens his safety without hesitation.

The person who turned into an icy corpse at this time was Umbridge, the senior deputy minister arranged by the Ministry of Magic in Azkaban. When she woke up today, she was very keenly aware that the atmosphere outside had changed. A somewhat clever man, Umbridge decided to stay in his bedroom and not go anywhere.

"I'll go out and see the situation after the dispute is over." She thought so. But her luck was really bad. She stayed in the house honestly and ran into Voldemort who was hiding from the mine.

So, she easily, somewhat absurdly, lost her life. There is no trace of excess, and the death is very simple and neat.

Looking at the corpse of the witch lying on the ground, Voldemort suddenly had an idea. He knew very well that he was afraid that he was going to fall over here today, and it might be best to use Apparition to escape at this time.

But Voldemort couldn't hold his breath.

He decided to give it a shot, even if it could only leave Dumbledore a little injured!

Voldemort knew that his next spell would take a little time, so he held his wand high:

"Araho Cave is open!"

Under the shocked gazes of the prisoners, the doors of the prison cells bounced open one after another, and all the prisoners gained a brief freedom.

"Buy me some time." There was a cruel look in Voldemort's eyes. The lives of the prisoners did not matter to him, even though there were many of his loyal servants in the prison.

Servants sacrifice for their masters~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Isn't it right?

No matter how many people die here, he doesn't feel bad. And Voldemort knew that Dumbledore wouldn't kill these people, he was a pedantic old man.

After doing this, Voldemort grabbed Umbridge's body and went to the next room - the pink decoration in the room just now made him sick.

Looking at Umbridge's body, Voldemort's face flashed a hint of anger.

It shouldn't be like this!

How can this woman's body be used as her own Horcrux? With Voldemort's character, Horcrux needs to use extremely commemorative carriers: Ravenclaw crown, Gaunt ring, Hufflepuff gold cup, etc. But many times he has to make a choice, attaching precious soul fragments to ordinary containers.

A person's soul cannot be divided infinitely. In Voldemort's opinion, seven was already a number close to the limit, so he decided to split his soul seven times to make seven Horcruxes.

The corpse of the woman in front of her will carry part of her soul.

Voldemort had already prepared the preparations needed to make the Horcrux, so a moment later, a brand new Horcrux was born.

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