Chapter 848
There was a sound of footsteps tumbling up the stairs, and in the blink of an eye, Malfoy was splashed aside, and four people wearing black robes broke through the door and rushed to the side of the wall.
Harry is still unable to move even a little bit at this time, and he can see that he is in a horrified mood, because his eyes are staring at the four strangers unblinkingly: obviously Death Eater is here The next fight has the upper hand.
At least people think so, don’t they?
No one thinks there is any problem, it seems that it should be the case.
A sturdy man with a crooked mouth with a weird grin on his face let out a wheezing and panting laugh.
"Dumbledore has been forced to the corner!"
He turned to the sturdy little woman behind. She looked like his younger sister with her face With an impatient smile: "Dumbledore has no wand, Dumbledore is helpless!
Good job, Draco, good job!"
"Good evening, Amicus," Dumbledore Her tone was very calm, as if she was welcoming the person to the tea party: "You also brought Alex...so cute..."
The woman smirked angrily.
"You are dying, thinking these little jokes can save your life?"
"A joke? No, no, it's polite."
"Let's do it."
The stranger standing closest to Harry said that he has long limbs, gray hair and full beard tied together, the black robe of Death Eater. Tightened tightly on the body very uncomfortably.
His voice is weird, something Harry has never heard before: a si si harsh roar.
Harry also smelled a pungent odor from him, mixed with the smell of mud, sweat, and-no doubt-blood.
He has long yellow nails on his dirty fingers.
"Is that you, Fenrir?"
"Yes," the man said in a harsh voice, "I'm glad to meet me, Dumbledore?"
p>"No, I can't say that I am very happy..."
Fenrir Greyback grinned, showing pointed teeth.
Blood dripped on his chin, and he slowly and disgustingly licked his lips.
Even Jon, who was watching all this on the roof outside, started to feel sick. He swears that he really hates this kind of dirty stuff. He hates it so much that he just wants to deal with it when he sees it. To the point of falling.
"But you know how much I like children, Dumbledore."
"Can I understand this: Now you have to bite people even when the moon is not full?
p>This is really weird...you have developed this habit of cannibalism, can't you satisfy it once a month?"
"That's right,"
Greyback said: "I shocked you, didn't I, Dumbledore?
Now I start to scare you?"
"Ai, frankly, did make I felt a little sick, and I was a little shocked: This Draco even invited you to the school where his friends live..."
"I didn't," Malfoy gasped. Say.
He didn't look at Greyback, he didn't seem to even want to glance at him.
"I don’t know he’s coming—"
"I don’t want to miss the beautiful job from Hogwarts, Dumbledore."
Greyback’s The harsh voice said: "There are so many throats that can be torn open... It tastes so good, it tastes so good..." Front teeth, grinning grinningly at Dumbledore.
"I can treat you as an after-dinner dessert, Dumbledore..."
"No."
The fourth Death Eater said sharply, he was full The face is full of flesh, a fierce look.
"We have orders. Draco must do it. Okay, Draco, move quickly."
Malfoy is even less motivated.
He looked scared and stared at Dumbledore's face blankly.
Dumbledore's face became paler, and his head was much shorter than usual, because his body leaning against the wall kept slipping down.
"Let me say, his days in this world are not many anyway!"
The man with a crooked mouth said that his younger sister gave him a chuckle and a smile. Help out: "Look at him-what's the matter with you, Deng old man?"
"Ai, lack of energy and slow response, Amicus."
Dumbledore said: "Anyway, old age is not useful... One day, you will also fall into this field... If you are lucky..."
"What is this? Meaning? What do you mean by this?"
Death Eater suddenly became fierce: "You are still the same, Deng old man.
Full of empty words, don’t do real things, I I really don’t understand why the Dark Lord wants to kill you!
Alright, Draco, let’s do it!"
At this moment, many duel voices came from below. , One of them shouted: "They blocked the stairs-Reducto! Reducto!"
Harry's heart jumped for joy: So, these four people didn't completely wipe out their opponents, they just They broke out and ran to the top of the tower, and, listening to the voice below, they seemed to have built a roadblock behind them--
"Hurry up, Draco, do it!"
But Malfoy was shaking so hard that he couldn't aim at the target.
"I'll do it."
Greyback said fiercely and forced him towards Dumbledore. He opened his hands and revealed the fangs in his mouth.
"I said no!"
A strong light flashed, the werewolf was hit aside, hit the wall, almost fell, his face was fly into a rage The look of out of humiliation.
Harry stood there, bound by Dumbledore’s curse, his heart beating like a drum, but no one could hear it. It was incredible-as long as he could move, he could follow Invisibility Cloak shoots a curse—
"Draco, do it quickly, or get out of the way, let us—"
However, at this moment, the door to the wall is again Once knocked away, Snape stood there holding Wand, a pair of dark eyes quickly scanning the scene in front of him, from Dumbledore collapsed on the wall to the four Death Eaters-among which is included aggressive werewolf, and Malfoy.
"We have a problem, Snape," said the stout Amikus, his eyes and wand were fixed on Dumbledore: "This young man seems to be unable to—"
p>But another person said Snape's name in a very soft voice.
"Severus..."
This voice scared Harry more than anything he had experienced all night, and Dumbledore was begging, this was the first time he was unprecedented.
Snape didn't speak, he stepped forward and roughly pushed Malfoy aside.
The three Death Eaters flashed behind without a word, even the werewolf seemed to be frightened.
Snape stared at Dumbledore for a moment, the rough lines on his face engraved with deep hatred and hatred.
"Severus...please..."
Snape raised wand and pointed directly at Dumbledore.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A green light shot from Snape's wand's tip and hit Dumbledore in the face impartially.
Harry's horrified scream was held in his throat. He couldn't make a sound, and he could not move even a little bit. He could only watch Dumbledore hit the air.
Dumbledore seemed to stay under the shiny skeleton for a second, and then slowly fell on his back like a big tattered doll, and disappeared from the crevice of the wall.