Chapter 315: Battle of the Church

"Ding Ding Ding——"

The yellow shells bounced on the ground, making crisp sounds.

The deadly storm poured out from the scorching muzzle, and the Death Eaters who faced the muzzle had almost no defense, and blood mist sprayed from their bodies.

The bullets passed through the human body and formed a serious cavity effect. Even wizards lost their lives in an instant after being directly hit by several vital points.

The combat quality of the personnel was reflected at this moment. After seeing their teammates suddenly twitched twice and fell to the ground like an electric shock, those experienced Death Eaters almost immediately learned from their opponents.

They lay on the ground directly, and some people tried to fight back, but the furious Vernon shot at almost everyone who dared to stand.

Which is faster, the gun or the wand?

Not to mention that there are the Phoenix Order.

There were also one or two Death Eaters who used the Iron Armor Charm, which was indeed effective. The bullets hit the Iron Armor Charm and burst into violent sparks.

But just like the general environment of the wizarding world, many adult wizards are unable to cast the Shield Charm at all, and those who can skillfully use the Shield Charm are all elites.

Under the muzzle of the machine gun, the poor Shield Charm of the Death Eaters was as fragile as an eggshell.

"Come on, you lowly scum! Come on!"

Vernon howled wildly, holding the handle of Minimi with one hand, and the fat on his face swayed back and forth with the recoil of the machine gun. When he finished firing the 100-round drum, only a dozen seconds had passed.

But in these ten seconds, Vernon killed nearly 10 Death Eaters by himself, and there were several injured.

No one expected that in this battle, the one with the most fruitful results would be a Muggle.

The screams of the Death Eaters in the church, the fragments splashed by bullets hitting objects, and the flowing blood gradually spread, dyeing the entire ground red, like hell.

When Vernon started shooting, Zhang Xiao crouched down and rushed to Petunia's side.

In the corner of the church, Petunia was lying in a pool of blood, and Dudley knelt beside her, motionless.

Harry was at a loss with his wand in his hand, desperately recalling what Snape had said could heal the wound.

After seeing Zhang Xiao, Harry felt like he saw a savior: "Zhang!"

Zhang Xiao nodded at him, and while quickly checking Petunia's situation, he whispered:

"Find an opportunity to prepare to leave first. Dumbledore and Voldemort are confronting each other outside. The incident happened suddenly, and only so many people can be gathered."

Petunia is not dead yet, but she fainted due to blood loss. It is a miracle that she can hold on until now after such a long period of torture.

The most serious scar is on the back. It should be a spell cast by someone at the beginning of the war. It is most likely a Death Eater.

Because the people of the Order of the Phoenix rarely use this kind of spell that directly harms the body. Even Moody, who has the most radical means, only uses the Killing Curse to directly end his life.

Zhang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. It was easy to deal with if she was not dead. He took out a crystal-clear small bottle and poured out a bright red pill from it.

Just like there is a safety pin in the real Yunnan Baiyao, the first aid medicine in Taoism can certainly save lives, and even prolong life.

Otherwise, Taoism would not have a deadline that cannot extend the life of officials.

The red pill melted in the throat, and seeing that Penny's breathing became much more stable, Zhang Xiao took out the white fresh essence from Snape's private medicine cabinet.

The effect of the potion was magical. The wounds on Penny's body were emitting white smoke in a short time and healed rapidly.

At this moment, the fierce gunfire had stopped. The drum magazine of 100 rounds could not be fired for long. Vernon left Minimi and ran to the position of his wife and children.

"Petunia - Dudley -!"

Vernon threw himself to the position of his wife and son, crying bitterly. When his eyes fell on Petunia's face, which had healed but left a lot of scars, his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak.

"Petunia is not dead -"

The crying stopped abruptly, and Vernon stared at him blankly with red eyes.

"Harry, you stay here and take them away when you have a chance."

Zhang Xiao stood up slowly, moved his wrist, and pressed the tourmaline on the handle of the wand with his thumb. With a light click, the cloud gold shell ejected silkily.

Along with the transformed light, a long sword appeared in his hand. The sword body was long and narrow, and the blade was polished on eight sides, shining with cold light.

The battle was not over yet, and the Death Eaters were observing the situation with their heads, and Vernon killed many of them.

But as I said, as long as the wizard did not die immediately, most of them would not die. Some Death Eaters had already Apparated away from here with the seriously injured.

This will not be punished, even Voldemort cannot stop his men from going to treat.

Adding those who were killed in the previous battle, there are only thirty or forty Death Eaters left. In the small church, Zhang Xiao feels that he can give it a try.

The white skin began to reflect the golden light, first like the white dew in the east, then like the dawn, and finally like the rising sun.

The brilliant golden light swayed, Zhang Xiao's hair danced, and there were also some golden light in his eyes as bright as stars.

When he connected with the mysterious empty and bright state, the golden light on his body also reached its peak, like a big sun across the sky, and for a moment, it even made the sun lose its brilliance.

The Death Eaters narrowed their eyes, looking at all this with confusion and surprise. They had never seen anyone glow.

Is it a new type of fluorescent flash?

Only Bella and a few other Death Eaters were keenly aware of the palpitating sense of oppression on this kid, which was an intuition of danger.

Damn, how could a little wizard have such a feeling!

Even if they had read relevant reports and heard rumors, the so-called "Hogwarts' strongest" was just a joke in the eyes of Bella and other Death Eaters who really killed people.

But now.

The golden light on Zhang Xiao's body began to slowly shrink when it reached its peak, just floating on the surface of the body. Compared with before, it was not conspicuous, but in the eyes of the Taoists, there was a kind of beauty of lifting a heavy weight with ease.

"Pah!"

The marble floor under Zhang Xiao's feet suddenly appeared with cracks like spider webs. During the flight, the light of talismans flashed on his body.

The speed that was originally as fast as a galloping horse actually increased to a higher level, like a stream of light. Many Death Eaters wanted to cast spells, but they could not keep up with Zhang Xiao's speed at all.

Almost in an instant, Zhang Xiao came to the side of a Death Eater, and the long sword in his hand was just horizontal in his hand, passing by him, leaving a narrow wound on his body.

Feeling the rough touch of the long sword in his hand, like cutting leather, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, he was right. Wizards do have instinctive distorted behavior for the damage they understand.

Just like the sword he just used, the damage was at least reduced by more than half. From this perspective, wizards have a certain restraining effect on the close combat of the Taoist sect.

Although he was absent, the action of his hand never stopped. The blade flew in the air, accurately pierced the heart of the Death Eater, and twisted it along the way.

The Death Eater's eyes bulged, blood kept flowing out of his mouth and nose, his hands grasped the blade in vain, and then his hands loosened, and his head drooped weakly.

This was the first time that Zhang Xiao personally ended a person's life, but under the effect of the Void Realm, he strangely didn't feel anything in his heart.

But soon Zhang Xiao felt a little regret for his behavior, not because he killed the Death Eater.

But this set of actions took a little time, and he couldn't move during the process. The Death Eater who finally seized the opportunity almost poured a wave of spells here.

Various colorful spells collided in the air, or exploded or bounced and changed direction.

Poor Tonks was hit by the side car by mistake. Just as she stood up, she was hit by a coma spell that bounced from nowhere, and flew far away and lay on the ground.

Sure enough, there is still a difference between simulation and real combat. Zhang Xiao carried the body of the Death Eater, jumped up suddenly, and used the Death Eater as a shield to block him.

Spells burst out on the corpse, just like a touch point, and the corpse kept shaking. When it landed, the unlucky guy had already broken into pieces.

Black magic is not as gentle as white magic.

No wonder everyone focuses on control and kills in group fights.

Zhang Xiao danced with his sword to create a series of sword lights, deflecting the remaining spells, stepping on his feet, picking up several spells, and then he rushed up again, this time focusing on control.

I saw a golden light shuttle back and forth in the church at a speed that ordinary people could not reach, and it left as soon as it touched.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer Death Eaters in the church, Bellatrix suddenly howled and waved her wand frantically, and a large number of cracks suddenly appeared on the floor of the church.

Rows of sharp thorns grew from the ground, getting bigger and bigger, and soon reached the height of the calf.

In just a moment, the interior of the church was covered with dense spikes.

Zhang Xiao's face became serious. Bellatrix. Did you find it so quickly?

What he relied on was his speed and the resistance brought by the Golden Light Spell. At least he should be able to withstand one or two spells.

But now he just changed the terrain, and his most advantageous position was gone.

This was not transfiguration, and it might not even be modern magic. It was more likely to be an ancient magic that was gradually eliminated, because this kind of ground spikes had little effect on wizards, but it was very restraining to the Muggle cavalry.

Bellatrix put down her wand breathlessly, staring at Zhang Xiao in the distance with sunken eyes, and suddenly grinned.

In a crazy laugh, Bellatrix suddenly stretched out her wand:

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green spell illuminated the entire church.

Voldemort was still pacing slowly, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he observed the church in the distance with the corner of his eyes, and said coldly:

"Dumbledore, I'm afraid you miscalculated one thing."

Dumbledore stood there motionless, his long eyebrows trembling, and said softly:

"Oh?"

"Why do you think that your Order of the Phoenix can save Potter alone?" Voldemort stared at him with his scarlet eyes: "The number of Death Eaters is probably beyond your imagination"

Dumbledore's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and Voldemort was the same as him!

Tom finally seized an opportunity, and at the moment when Dumbledore's mind was shaken, he suddenly raised his wand.

A green light approached Dumbledore.

As if it was a signal, the figures of the two quickly disappeared and reappeared.

The green light and the scarlet spells intertwined and collided in the air. The two people's immersion in magic was enough to amaze the entire wizarding world.

The small-scale apparition that was almost at will, and the spells that were incredibly powerful.

"Your choice today was stupid, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly: "To attack the little wizard, I don't even understand why you chose to do this."

"Maybe this is also part of my plan (Dumbledore's eyes narrowed)" Voldemort laughed harshly.

He fired another deadly spell at Dumbledore, but as usual, nothing happened except a big hole in the ground.

Dumbledore waved the wand in his hand lightly, and the spell shot from the old wand was incredibly strong.

Even Voldemort was frightened by this spell, which was also what puzzled him extremely.

He always thought that he had reached Dumbledore's level, but even if he used the powerful dark magic, he seemed to be inferior to Dumbledore.

Voldemort would never admit the gap between himself, so he suspected that there was only one reason, that is the wand.

Voldemort conjured a delicate silver shield from thin air to resist the spell.

If Zhang Xiao was here, he would definitely recognize it. This shield is similar to the one he used when he fought Dumbledore last time. They are both a manifestation of the ultimate Shield Charm, a physical form.

Voldemort narrowed his scarlet eyes on the shield: "Is there a more powerful spell? Dumbledore, this can't kill me!"

"We all know that there are many other ways to destroy a person, Tom." Dumbledore still said calmly, and continued to approach Voldemort, as if he didn't care about what was in front of him at all: "I must admit that just taking your life will not satisfy me."

"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore! And I, the great Voldemort, have defeated death!" Voldemort roared.

"You are so wrong." Dumbledore's voice was very light, as if two people were discussing something about drinking.

He continued to approach Voldemort, without any defense, and without any body protection;

"In fact, your biggest failure is that you can't understand that there are worse things than death-"

Voldemort found that Dumbledore's hand suddenly reached into his arms-this made him immediately alert. Could it be that Dumbledore hid some extremely powerful weapons?

His whole body was tense, ready to face a powerful enemy, and he even began to move carefully and slowly backed away.

Although he didn't know what Dumbledore would take out, the power of what he could take out now must not be underestimated. In short, it was absolutely right to keep a distance first.

Then he saw Dumbledore slowly take out a patched, worn-out hat.

This hat looked a little familiar. Voldemort racked his brains to recall, and finally remembered that he had worn this hat decades ago, no, it should be said that he had not worn it yet.

As soon as it moved to the top of his head, the hat couldn't wait to shout-Slytherin!

This is the Sorting Hat!

What did Dumbledore do with the Sorting Hat? Did he want him to wear it again and sort himself into Gryffindor?

Voldemort showed a sarcastic smile. He really couldn't imagine what the use of a broken hat was. If he controlled the school-then this hat could only stay in the trash can.

Because Hogwarts doesn't need to be sorted, the great Slytherin can represent everything!

Then his smile suddenly froze on his face.

Because Voldemort saw Dumbledore suddenly pull out a silver, jeweled sword from his hat.

Dumbledore smiled:

"I promised a little wizard to give you a little shock!"

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