Chapter 1361： You got the wrong person

  Chapter 1361 You got the wrong person

   There is no warning.

  In the middle of the night, Hogsmeade suddenly heard the sound of dense footsteps, as if thousands of people rushed into the village at once, and the abnormal noise directly awakened the dark wizard who was temporarily living in the village.

  Enemy attack!

  A shrill cry cut through the night, making the whole Hogsmeade village boil.

Everyone was taken aback by the group of dead bodies staggering into the village. Some of the black wizards who realized what had happened subconsciously used Apparition to try to escape Hogsmeade directly, completely forgetting what they had said at the banquet talk.

  However, even though they were attacked by Death Eaters in the middle of the night, this group of dark wizards from abroad were not affected too much. Poshvar's previous series of foreshadowing still worked.

"Death Eaters are a group of trash who bully ordinary wizards everywhere relying on Voldemort's title" is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Poshvar also mentioned at the celebration banquet that the group of despicable and shameless Death Eaters would come to attack the black market while everyone was resting. .

  Poshvar's conjecture came true.

  How dare the Death Eaters!

  This despicable and shameless method made many black wizards who just woke up feel uncontrollable anger, and made those ghosts who were scratching the door outside the house become the targets of this group of dark wizards who woke up.

Infernal corpses are not unfamiliar dark creatures to dark wizards in Europe. Since the last wizarding war, the method of making infernal corpses has been spread from England to European countries. Many dark wizards like to kill their opponents and put their corpses Become this evil dark creature.

  As cannon fodder, this group of ghost corpses is really not qualified. They are being ravaged by the flame spell, and they are dizzy and completely lose their threat.

  At this moment, the village of Hogsmeade is filled with a strong smell of burning.

   Found no enemies except a group of dead bodies.

  The Death Eaters started to fight out of the house, trying to wipe out the remaining Inferi, and they also realized that those **** corpses were purely sent by the Death Eaters to disgust them.

Just as the grumpy dark wizard was cursing and exterminating a large number of corpses pouring into the village of Hogsmeade, an unusual chill hit the street, and dementors appeared above the village without warning. There are hundreds of them, and they are silently suppressing the attack of the black wizard of the corpse.

This time, there is no patron saint to help expel the dementors. Even though most dark wizards are not easily affected by the dementors, they still don't like this group of monsters, especially the collective appearance of so many dementors, making the The rebellious black wizards felt threatened, and when they sensed that something was wrong, they wanted to use Apparition to escape, but they were stunned to find that they were only spinning in place, and the air they needed to pass through seemed to become a solid solid, Apparation failed.

   This is nothing short of a nightmare.

  The reason why the black wizards are so calm is that they can retreat at any time. As long as they are not too unlucky, their safety can be guaranteed.

   But they didn't know that, after dealing with the Defense Society many times, the Death Eaters knew that they didn't have to use the Anti-Apparition Charm to catch someone.

   When everyone's hearts were shaken by this, there was a sudden howl of ghosts and wolves from the other side of the village.

  The werewolves attacked them from another direction, and the Death Eaters and their dark wizards charged into the battlefield in black smoke, completely disrupting the battlefield, trying to defeat the enemy in one go.

  Different from the Death Eaters who had prepared in advance, after being attacked one after another, the dark wizards realized that the situation was not good, but the current chaotic situation made them unable to tell who was the enemy around them for a moment.

Aberforth, who was woken up in the middle of the night, didn't look very good. He was standing on the roof of the bar, looking at the chaotic streets of Hogsmeade not far away, with a quite expression on his face. Often, Aberforth suspects that Anderson is behind him, but how exactly does he do it?

   "I don't know how many people will die tonight!"

The dark wizards trapped in Hogsmeade village are not easy to mess with, especially when they have just been awakened from sleep, their tempers are extremely hot, even if they have been cornered, they will still adhere to the principle that everyone will die together The concept of death has caused many Death Eaters to dare not show their faces in front of the dark wizard, for fear of being dragged to die together.

   However, after all, they were the ones who fell into the inferior side. After calming down again, most of them chose to retreat into the surrounding houses and use the cover of the houses to fight against their enemies.

  Under the circumstances that there is no advantage in any situation, even if they are more powerful than the Death Eaters, the current situation is not helpful.

Seeing that the victory was in sight, Yaxley looked extremely excited. He raised his wand to his throat and shouted at the enemies in Hogsmeade village: "Throw away the wand and come out and surrender, and hand over half of the Garen on you!" , this is your only chance to survive."

   "Our target is only Poshvar who killed the Death Eaters, and he must pay for it."

However, in the final analysis, they are all Death Eaters. No one will trust other people's words, and no one is willing to surrender. After all, the reputation of Death Eaters is too bad. Can survive. In their hearts, these despicable and shameless guys have no so-called credibility at all.

   "I repeat, our only target is Boshvar, who killed the Death Eaters, and there is no need for you to lose your life for him and this village." Yaxley tried to persuade the others to surrender.

   "Oh, that's amazing."

   A disdainful voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, as if he had just heard something ridiculous.

   "Just because of you cowards who have no reputation at all, you actually want to kill me."

  Under the terrified gazes of everyone, Poshvar's figure appeared at some point, accompanied by a black flame sweeping across the street, engulfing all creatures within sight.

"kill him!"

  Yaxley roared, his voice distorted with anger. Just now, Poshvar's sneak attack burned to death how many hapless Death Eaters.

  Actually, there was no need for Yaxley to issue an order at all, and the Death Eaters who were terrified had already raised their wands and attacked Poshvar.

   No matter who it is, anyone who dares to override Fiendfyre and can use it skillfully is a huge threat to everyone.

  As dark wizards, they know that Fiendfire is terrifying better than anyone else.

   "He's only one, kill him."

   Facing the clamor of the Death Eaters, the werewolves did not dare to charge forward, and the charred corpses on the street spoke silently of the horror of that man.

  They all moved aside, fearing that they would be the next unlucky one.

   "Boshvar."

   "Kill those cowards!"

The appearance of Pocival immediately boosted everyone's morale, and the dark wizards who had been crumbling and almost desperate regained their confidence. They rushed out of the house to fight these cowards. They knew very well that Pocival alone would definitely not be able to deal with it. These despicable and shameless guys, they have to do something to survive if they want to live.

A great chaos broke out again due to the appearance of Poshvar, and the casualties on both sides expanded again. This made Yaxley extremely annoyed. He let the Death Eaters control the corpses to attack the opponent, and even mobilized most of the dementors. Monsters, trying to make them **** Boshvar's soul directly.

  As for Fiendfyre, they also knew black magic. Even if they didn't dare to use Fiendfyre because they couldn't control it, they still knew how to suppress it. If they couldn't do it alone, they could do it with a group of people. There were quite a few Death Eaters here.

  Being under the special care of the Death Eaters put Poshvar under a lot of pressure. He had to be distracted to avoid black magic, especially Avada Kedavra.

In the case of being distracted to avoid, he had no choice but to let go of the override of Fiendfire, turning it into a running hound, spreading along the street towards the enemies he was facing, but the black flames were approaching the Death Eaters. At that time, they were quickly suppressed by their spells.

   "Shit, time to move!"

Poshvar also realized that the situation was not good. He himself could not be the opponent of a large group of dark wizards, and he also needed help, but the guys who teamed up with him had already run away while he was attracting the attention of the Death Eaters .

   "Those who don't want to die, rush out together."

  Poshwal set the house next to him on fire, preparing to let Dievilfire spread in the village, so as to buy himself enough time to retreat.

  The next moment, he shook his head slightly, as if feeling something, he suddenly raised his head and looked up, where countless dementors were circling above his head like a vortex. They all lowered their hoods to reveal their black mouths, trying to tear Poshvar's soul from their bodies.

   "Damn it!"

   Fiercefire rose with his wand, dispelling the dementors that were coming towards him. However, the dementors clung to Pocival like a poultice and had a great effect on him.

   When the dementors were entangled with Bocival, Yaxley had already had someone control the Infernal Corpse to go up, and by the way, he used a spell to suppress the raging black flames, almost driving Bocival to a desperate situation.

  The dark wizards who were supposed to fight side by side with Poshvar are being entangled by a large number of werewolves and a small number of Death Eaters. They didn't have an advantage in numbers, and they were attacked by chaos and the number dropped sharply. It is enough to show their level that they are still resisting.

   "Mudblood, you are dead."

  Yax looked at Poshvar with hatred. How could he not be angry when they suffered heavy losses when his own side had an overall advantage.

  However, as long as he can kill that Mudblood, everything is worth it. I believe the Dark Lord will not blame him for this, but will reward himself instead.

   "It seems that you have identified the wrong person."

   Bocival looked around at the guys gradually surrounding him, and suddenly became very calm, looking up at Yaxley in the distance.

   "No, I won't admit my mistake, Albert Anderson, don't think I don't know you because of the polypharmacy."

"It seems that you have really misunderstood the person, I am not that guy." Bocival suddenly threw away his wand, took a deep breath and said something that surprised everyone, "I surrender, I think the Dark Lord should Wouldn't mind if I join, you need good guys, don't you?"

  Bocival's words stunned everyone.

  They didn't expect the other party to do this.

   "Stop joking, do you think it's possible?" Yaxley laughed angrily, raised his wand and roared, "Avada Kedavra!"

  A green light suddenly flew towards Pocival, but Pocival dodged it flexibly.

  However, Poshvar, who had thrown away his wand, had no strength to resist, and a large number of ghouls and Death Eaters pressed towards him, ready to kill him in one breath.

   "Oh, what a pity!"

  Looking at the group of hostile enemies around, Bocival sighed lightly, and murmured, "It seems that this is the only way to go, then... let's die together."

  A magic wand suddenly slipped from the robe and fell into his hand. Before everyone had time to react, a terrifying black flame suddenly spread around Poshvar, engulfing those who were caught off guard.

"this…"

Yaxley froze, staring stupidly at the black flames that were constantly spreading due to painful struggles, a wordless anger welled up in his brain, he wanted to kill people very much now, but Poshvar, who caused all this, But it has been completely turned into ashes under Fiendfire.

  (end of this chapter)