Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 344: Fighting

The duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald should have begun for a while.

The entire Department of Mysteries appears to be in a mess, everywhere in tatters and severe damage.

The prohibition imposed by the Ministry of Magic was useless to both of them, as if they were riddled with defects. It seems that coming and going freely here is just a matter of effort, as long as you figure out the location, Apparition is a familiar road.

For others, the spell of Apparition is extremely difficult to master.

Dumbledore flashed out of the large marble fireplace, and the blue-green flames quickly disappeared and dissipated. The tall and energetic old man quickly withdrew from it, and then disappeared again.

Only trails of vague afterimages remain.

And Grindelwald appeared abruptly from behind a gloomy door, and then disappeared abruptly. A gray mist followed him closely, surrounded by him, unable to see the truth.

The confrontation between the two of them can hardly be captured by the naked eye.

In fact, Grindelwald had already trimmed his messy beard, that messy, dirty hair, that messy yellow teeth now look very clean, and the wrinkles on his face have disappeared. .

The brazier, which was hung on the dark wall and played a role of illumination, suddenly burst into dazzling light, burned sharply, burst into several dazzling fireballs, and once again illuminated the entire dark room.

Then flew towards the corner, where Dumbledore was.

And Dumbledore immediately picked it up with a magic wand lightly, and a fish tank not far away was filled with green, old stagnant water. After shaking it a few times, it poured out in one breath, like a fish swimming flexibly. Son, swallowing these surging flames.

"You are still so weak, Albus." Grindelwald sighed, words that only he could hear.

"Perhaps, but sometimes, weak underbelly can transform into hard armor." Dumbledore responded, even if the old man's words were insignificant.

The two voices were both low and inaudible, but they all heard each other again.

Apparition.

It's another crazy apparition, regardless of the consumption of magic power, just to gain the upper hand in the fight.

Two people will suddenly appear in any corner of this room, the dappled light and shadow dazzling everyone, unable to keep up with their speed.

I don't know when it started, the thick black chains lying underground suddenly tightened, sprang up, and split, piercing and piercing from all directions, as if to block all the routes.

Both parties are trying to hinder the other's movement.

Restriction and anti-restriction, the exquisite transformation technique is constantly displayed in the duel between the two, which is dizzying.

The rumbling sound suddenly sounded, like a well-trained army marching uniformly.

The golden centaur sculpture moved. This may be Dumbledore's side.

The sculptures in the reception hall of the Ministry of Magic did not know when they were called here as soldiers under his command.

Some iron dwarf fairies also came back to life, suddenly opened their closed eyes, and the fierce light appeared, as if only being awakened from a deep sleep, raising the heavy hammer in their hands.

There are also some domestic elf statues holding kitchen utensils, and they are also alive, and they start to wave their broomsticks, pots and pans clanging, and step onto the battlefield.

In an instant, it turned from a duel between two people to a duel between two legions.

Knives, axes, and hammers, these iron weapons fought each other, making a sharp sound of metal fought.

They have no sense of fear or pain, so they fight fearlessly.

The golden horseman's head was chopped off with a knife, and it fell to the ground and bounced a few times before being picked up by his long arms and An returned to his head.

The fairy held a sickle and a hammer high, slammed his arm and waved wildly around, hitting the horseman's body, sputtering dazzling sparks.

Iron scraps, copper scraps, silver scraps, flying around with the birth of deep scars.

The clank makes people ring in the ears.

This is their "blood".

But the contest of magic is not limited to the battle between the two legions.

But the duel between the two was going on elsewhere at the same time.

The chaotic flames danced, exuding scorching temperature, scorching the house, and the chain formed with scorching temperature.

The wall made up of wind blades blocked the flames, and made a long and screaming sound, crackling and piercing.

People who watched the game couldn't even tell who caused the magic, who was on the offensive, and who was on the defense?

The flame offensive gradually ceased, and when everyone thought it was going to die, it broke out suddenly.

The scene in everyone's eyes is a strange and bizarre scene with interlaced light and shadow at this time.

A fiery lion suddenly sprang out from nowhere, roaring in the secret room, roaring like thunder, deafening, its whole body is blood-red, and every part of its body is full of bright flames and scorching heat. Stinging and running vigorously, the red hot red flames spread wildly, like a sea tide composed of flames, overwhelming and unstoppable.

Wherever I pass, I melt gold and iron, and the sound of burning is endless.

The slowly flowing water on the floor rises neatly and uniformly, and the chaotic drops of water gather into a tough water curtain, and the faint blue water waves first stop the flames from attacking.

But it doesn't help.

Then the clean water began to burn out of physics, and it spread to the outside of the door intensified, as if it was not water, but fuel for combustion.

"All back! Filius!" Professor McGonagall yelled.

Then she and Flitwick held up their wands, and together they summoned layers of clear curtains of water to block everyone in front of them.

Just when the lion was raging in the whole house~IndoMTL.com~A huge wind blade visible to the naked eye fell from the air and slashed it head-on. The strong and mighty flaming lion couldn't dodge it and directly It hit the sharp wind blade, and in a flash, the beast-shaped flame that was gathered split into two, two into four, and collapsed sharply until it disappeared.

Completely annihilated in the void.

In another battlefield.

Those mechanical clocks that were thrown on the ground were made some hard metal chains for some unknown time.

Some were controlled by the other side, and transformed into shining sharp swords and blades.

The cold gleaming iron chains suddenly enlarged tightly, intertwined into a net, blocking the invading sword blades, accompanied by a burst of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong sound, those sharp, weapons curled up and suddenly changed. Cheng sharp acupuncture wants to find opportunities to break through.

But helplessly, he ran into a solid black iron shield.

Scattered on the ground in a flash.