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.
To be continued...