Vol 2 Chapter 1561: Burn them to death!

"Burn them to death!"
More eager, enthusiastic, and younger voices joined the shout, Harry, Ginny, Ron, including the young people at Hogwarts who were brought over by the professor, shouted and jumped hoarsely.
I just experienced a surprise attack by the of death, and the feeling of despair still lingers in the wizards' hearts. Now this kind of vocalization is not so much hope as venting, and wizards also need such a way to relieve their hearts. Depressed and angry.
This kind of voice heard in the ears of Death Eaters and undead creatures in front of the alien world like a horn for life, and watched the other world doors be destroyed one by one, and the souls were absorbed by the crown, desperate and desperate. The anxiety shifted, but there was no way to escape before them, and the progress of the matter had reached the end.
The waning dragon fluttered its wings and turned to the next door of another world. This is where Rudolphs and the others are. The Death Eaters are more restless, like insects before the rain. Want to find a way to escape.
Looking at the ferocious dragon, Voldemort's horrible face and mouth were twisted. He knew that his existing methods could not cause any harm to the opponent. Turning his head, his pupils were scarlet and his eyes looked like thin slits, and his face turned gray. The Haggard Witch: "Bella..."
Bellatrix raised her head when she heard the sound, and stared at the opponent for a moment. Then she understood the other party's intentions without fear, but happily said with a sharp throat: "The Dark Lord is always so wise..."
The Vecna’s eye on the black lord’s eye socket suddenly released a continuous ray. This red ray looked like a blood vessel on the eye infarct before rushing towards Bella, who was wrapped in layers of red silk thread. It became a red cocoon, and it shattered with a bang.
It's just that after the fragmentation, what ushered in was not new life, but death, and eventually scattered into a gray female mummy-because of Voldemort's kind of alternative'gentleness', this female vampire wizard from the Black family was not sucked dry enough. The point of broken slag.
Then, Voldemort’s eyes fell on Rudolphs, who had just seen Voldemort’s killing of Bella. Rudolphs’ lips turned aside in disgust, and his body shook his brother Rabastan and started to finish. The undead ran in the pile, using William and their big size to obstruct the sight of the Dark Lord.
"Brother, the Dark Lord can avoid your soul from being sucked away by doing this, so it is convenient to let the death Lord Helbo reorganize your body!" Labsstein eagerly pulled Rudolphs by the arm, "Rudolphs! What do you do? Huh? You will die if you can't leave like this!"
But Rudolphs was unmoved at all, and led Rabastan into the chaotic crowd and ran to the side, holding his head up to observe the wizards riding broomsticks or hovering or galloping in the sky.
Voldemort snorted coldly. Now that time is tight, he doesn't bother to care about him anymore. Instead, he hastened to launch attacks on the other subordinates who have become undead in an attempt to save a few more people-as for those who are panicked as if they are headless. The flies-like Death Eater of the brain, except that he directly gave an order allowing them to find a chance to escape on their own, he couldn't manage it anymore.
Seeing that the Dark Lord was not chasing, Rudolphs sighed and sighed, his eyes began to patrol the sky, suddenly raising his arm, two successive green lights shot out from the wand. The spell soon hit the back of a wizard who was flying in the sky and blocked the dementor with the Patronus Curse.
The other way was because the distance was too far, when the spell flew, the target wizard moved and escaped the spell. Rudolphs just chose to cast the action one after another because he was afraid of losing the target because the target was far away from the ground. To the effect.
The wizard hit by the Killing Curse dropped his arms weakly on his side, falling like fallen leaves, his wand fell from his hand, and he died the moment he was hit, and began to fall along with the broomstick. And the flying broomstick that had lost the master's control was summoned by Rudolphs with a flying curse, and began to fly towards them in a swift turn.
Rabastan's python-like head was stunned. Although he always consciously or unconsciously imitated Rudolphs when he was in high spirits, his ability to quickly pull out his wand and cast spells was beyond his reach.
When Rudolphs lost his right hand, Labstein thought he would never see him again. He did not expect that his brother had already practiced back. Now even the prosthetic can be used so freely, and the speed is not Weaker than before.
Rudolphs stretched out his hand and he was about to get the flying broom, but suddenly, he felt that he was pushed and staggered, and the curse that was interrupted in the cast made the broom lose its power and staggered and fell not far. On the ground.
As soon as Rudolphs stabilized his figure before questioning, he felt a very hot aura on his body. Although he lost a lot of feeling as an undead creature, this kind of energy enough to hurt him still made him feel the heat. The hair near the ears smelled of scorching, and was instantly curled up by the steam.
Moreover, he felt the strangeness and pain in his back. The feeling was the touch of being burned with a large blister. When the skin touched the clothes, he could feel the uncomfortable tingling keenly.
A crisis suddenly rose in Rudolphs' heart, and when he felt bad, he rolled forward on the spot. The sound of crackling and burning behind him, and the wailing and abrupt wailing, seemed to be suddenly cut off. Throat rooster.
Regardless of the pain, he twisted and looked over before he got up, and instantly he froze. There was obviously no blood on his body~EbookFREE.me~, but he felt that the whole ear was screaming.
The descendant of the Lestrange family looked dizzy at the black human-shaped coke behind him, his whole heart trembling.
That's... That's Raba Stan, his own brother Raba Stan, who was brought over by himself, was burned into a black coke by the scorching breath of the headless dragon that hadn't completely arrived in the sky. !
The cold wind created by the dementors reacted with the scorching breath here, causing a flow, bringing a hint of coolness across here.
"Ka La" sounded.
That group of human-shaped black coke instantly disintegrated, fluttering in the wind, turning into powder and scattered everywhere.
"Burn them to death!"
The particularly piercing and stern female voice overwhelmed the voices of those old and young. This voice was like a sharp sword across the sky, which made people unable to avoid it. The piercing and chilling cry contained a strange enthusiasm-the sea Lina flashed to the scene with the female ghost group she had completed the task of cleaning the fireplace on the side of the Great Wall. They floated in the air and shouted wantonly, apparently intending to wait for their mother to come and clean up after the dragon's breath was sprayed.