However, as Dumbledore said, the wizards who had turned into Harry were attacked much less. Even the spells that were shot at them were not even considered black magic. However, in contrast, the Order of the Phoenix team that was riding on flying brooms were attacked more. Based on the Death Eaters' understanding of Harry through Snape and their investigation, they felt that when it came to his own safety, he would definitely choose the transportation tool that he was best at.
These Death Eaters only chose to tangle with the Aura, but the reputable protectors were attacked much more fiercely. The Death Eaters seemed to be sure that the real Harry Potter would definitely follow a powerful wizard. The more powerful the protectors were, the more they would be attacked, and the more dangerous the situation would be.
Sirius' team was the focus of attention at the beginning. He waved his wand like a sword, and sparks flew from the tip of his wand. Such a hearty fight was obviously in line with his temperament. However, this quickly made the Death Eaters realize that the godfather in front of them who was not in a hurry to escort his godson to escape must be a fake.
Professor Mag was also facing three Death Eaters at the same time. "Mr. Avery, Mr. Mursaib, I'm sorry, but what awaits you now is not just confinement." As she said that, she displayed agility that was not commensurate with her age. She used the strength of a former Quidditch player to divide the distance between her opponents with speed. Then, she waved the wand in her hand and used a transformation spell to turn one of them into a snail. This made the other party unable to sit properly on the broom and began to fall. However, this also made more Death Eaters surround their former transformation professor.
The one who was most favored by the Death Eaters and was attacked the most fiercely was the mad-eyed Alastor Moody. This old Aura who was very famous in the first wizard war was very powerful back then. Before the Death Eaters present took out Azkaban, many of them were imprisoned by him. So, correspondingly, he was now surrounded by at least seven Death Eaters.
"Lackeys, you can't beat me!" Moody shouted with a hoarse voice. His magic eye spun in his eye socket, not letting go of the spells that were shot at him. Under his thick dark gray hair, his face was scarred like a piece of rotten wood. A large piece of his nose was missing, and because he was missing a leg, he was using a prosthetic leg made of wood. So, his broom was modified to give him a place to rest his feet.
These were the marks of countless times he fought against black magic as an Aura, and also the reason why he did not like the twins' fireworks show.
At this time, Moody swung his arm up, and a red light hit the nearest Death Eater. The Death Eater fell backward from the broom. According to Moody's habit, he did not use the Unforgivable Curse that was allowed by the Ministry of Magic at the critical moment. He used this style to successfully lead many Aura back to the right path. Most of the injuries he suffered were a direct reflection of this attitude. But the power of his normal spells still made the Death Eaters not dare to underestimate him.
"Avada …" Another Death Eater flew to the side to avoid Alastor's spell. He aimed his wand at Moody, but before he could shoot a spell, he was hit in the chest by Moody's spell. He froze, his arm was still raised, and the wand slipped from his hand and fell quickly.
"You cowards! Feel free to use your evil black magic …" Moody provoked them wantonly. After dodging a Death Demanding Curse, he scolded, "What can you do to me … Ha! Lousy aim … Their commands must have damaged your brains! Let me give you a demonstration … I'm going to show you what I'm made of … "
Moody's completely fearless approach of sacrificing himself and doing his best to attract attacks made the fake Beaumondungus, whom he was protecting, tremble in fear. He was frightened by the scene in front of him and breathed rapidly towards the flying broom. He did not dare to raise his wand to help Moody at all.
A Death Eater aimed at Moody and swept out a fierce flame with his wand, almost igniting Mundungus. Mundungus screamed and cast a protective spell to escape. Moody quickly retaliated, and a flame flashed past. The tail of the opponent's broom was set ablaze by the flame he summoned. The Death Eater hurriedly tried to use the End of Curses to extinguish the flame, but because of the broom's loss of control, he could not do anything as his flying skill was not up to standard. The broom, together with the Death Eater on it, spun and fell. Another Death Eater quickly flew down and grabbed him onto his broom, but the burning broom continued to fall.
Just as the Death Eater struggled to sit on his companion's broom again, the frightened Mundungus kept shouting, "Damn it, stop messing around! You should send me to the safe house, not let me watch you fight all the Death Eaters alone! "
"Shut up, Mundungus!" Moody shouted angrily at Mundungus. "We've already been exposed, it's not real. You can help now!"
At this moment, a flame went straight towards Moody. Moody, who had already stretched out his arm, threw his wand away and switched it to his other hand. He cast an Iron Charm to stop the spreading flame for himself.
Mundungus could no longer suppress the anger and fear in his heart. He looked up at Moody, gritted his teeth and directly left the scene of the battle. Moody, who did not expect this at all, subconsciously reached out his hand to catch him, but he caught nothing and staggered on the broom.
The Black Sorcerer who was almost burned by the broom seized the opportunity and began to chant the Avatar Death Curse. Moody, who had not yet stopped the flame, had no time to dodge or block it. He could either choose to maintain the Iron Charm to block the flame, or he could only try to avoid the Death Curse that could not be blocked by the magic shield while maintaining the Iron Charm state.
Suddenly, the flying broom under the Death Eater who was continuously casting the flame seemed to come alive. The broom pole bent up by itself and almost hit the Sorcerer's nose. Almost in the blink of an eye, the tip of the broom stretched horizontally and vertically like a fan at the same time, turning into a wall between Moody and the Death Eater. The flame on the tip of the Death Eater's staff was thus blocked back and set him on fire.
Behind the ignited Death Eater, the Black Sorcerer who was casting the Avatar Death Eater was shocked by the sudden change in front of him. In shock, the green light that had just emerged was thrown out by him. With a bang, it hit the wall that was transformed from the broom pole. In an instant, the wall was torn apart. The debris splashed in the air and rustled down. The Black Sorcerer who was ignited also fell out.
The Death Eater who cast the Death Curse to blow up the tip of the flying broom under his crotch did not intend to catch his companions. Once again, he felt that he suddenly lost his support and fell from the sky. In panic, he clamped his legs together, hoping that the broom that was only half broken by him could fly again. He desperately stretched out his palm, trying to catch something to stop his falling momentum, but he could not get any help. Other than exclaiming, he could only helplessly let himself fall. This time, no other Death Eater cared about him.
"Dumbledore!" Among the Death Eaters who were besieging Moody, one of them shouted. He looked around and then took a deep breath.
He saw Dumbledore riding a Griffin that looked like it was transformed from the mud on the grass and flew out from the clouds above. This Griffin that was casually transformed by Dumbledore had a lion-like lower body with mottled emerald grass. On its eagle-like head, there were a few gorgeous roses planted by Penny.
But unexpectedly, the appearance of the Light Sorcerer did not scare off these Dark Sorcerers. Instead, more Death Eaters gave up on their opponents and surrounded Dumbledore. They quickly flew in a circle and raised their wands. Rays of green light were directed at Dumbledore. Dumbledore rode the Griffin under him, either using its lifeless body to block or dodging like a gust of wind.
At the same time, the former headmaster of the Hogwarts waved his wand to his heart's content. Three Death Eaters who were flying at high speed on his left seemed to have hit an invisible wall. The moment they were bounced back, their cheeks and noses seemed to be distorted because of this. A few Death Eaters fell from the sky without any reaction because they had lost consciousness in the collision just now.
One by one, the Dark Sorcerers wearing various skull masks rushed up. They aimed at Dumbledore and launched deadly spells, but they were easily deflected by the white-haired Dumbledore.
Seeing this, a few Death Eaters began to chant their spells and flew diagonally like meteors, aiming at the Muggle community below. Dumbledore wanted to stop them, but it was too late. One of the Thunderbolt Explosion hit a house, causing a huge explosion.
This angered Dumbledore. He waved his wand like a whip. A long thin flame emerged from the tip of the wand and wrapped around the Sorcerer with the silver skull mask who had just cast the Thunderbolt Explosion. The Sorcerer, himself, the flying broom under him and everything else on him were all smashed together.
The Death Eater with the silver skull mask only had time to let out a short and miserable howl before falling down with the fragments.
Dumbledore rode on the Griffin and looked through the crescent-shaped glasses at the Death Eaters who were still rushing towards him. His long white hair and beard were blown in the high altitude wind. Dumbledore's eyes were cold. Suddenly, he gave up fighting. Instead, he patted the Griffin's head and rode it straight to the higher sky.
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