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But even after suffering countless attacks, the golden barrier remained as majestic as three mountains and five peaks. Zhang Zhiwei pushed lightly with his palm, and the golden Great Wall pushed forward like a rake, slowly but firmly pushing back the surging sea of fire.
Even though the sea of fire was raging, it could not break the blockade of the golden light. Zhang Zhiwei's golden light formed a semicircle, firmly binding the flames inside like a stove.
With Zhang Zhiwei standing in front, Dumbledore could cast the spell calmly:
"All curses come to an end."
Dumbledore's spell was like an invisible barrier covering the sea of fire, like a vacuum zone. The jumping flames were cut off by a sickle and pressed into a flat surface, just like a raging fire sprayed with carbon dioxide.
Voldemort released a massive amount of Fiendfyre in one breath, which was far greater than the amount of Fiendfyre that was spewed out when Barty Crouch Jr. died. In addition, the Fiendfyre had been burning for a while, and it became more and more intense.
Even Dumbledore would find it difficult to seal it in a short time.
However, once the fierce fire is released, it can grow on its own even without the control of a wizard.
A small Fiendfyre flame could be easily sealed by a single wizard, but if the Fiendfyre spread out, it would require the combined efforts of several Aurors to successfully seal it.
If the fierce fire turns into a sea of fire,
It would require the cooperation of several elite wizards to successfully seal it. Back then, Grindelwald released the Fiendfyre in Père Lachaise Cemetery and turned a church in the cemetery into a Fiendfyre Hell.
At that time, there were the alchemist Nicolas Flamel, the magical animal research expert Newt Scamander, the head of the British Auror Office Theseus Scamander, and Newt's wife Katherine Waterston.
It took the combined efforts of several renowned wizarding masters to barely suppress the fierce fire that nearly destroyed the city of romance.
However, this is also the reason why, although the Fierce Fire Curse is extremely powerful and can burn everything, it is still not considered an Unforgivable Curse, because there is a counter-curse to the Fierce Fire Curse.
Although the fierce fire is powerful, it can still be sealed by the upgraded version of the Curse Stopping Spell, the Ten Thousand Curses Ending Spell.
The scope of the Fiendfyre now is almost the same as the Fiendfyre that burned down the church before, and Voldemort is behind the Fiendfyre to add fuel to the fire.
Seeing that Dumbledore was having trouble suppressing Fiendfyre's arrogance, Barty Crouch took the lead and stood with Dumbledore to fight Voldemort together:
"All curses come to an end."
Many Aurors have faced the situation more than a decade ago when the shadow of Voldemort shrouded England and everyone was in fear. The young Aurors either grew up listening to the legend of Voldemort or had elders in their families who died at the hands of Voldemort.
Everyone was afraid of Voldemort, so when Dumbledore and Zhang Zhiwei fought against Voldemort, they could only watch from the sidelines.
At this time, Barty Crouch stepped forward and stood beside Dumbledore, setting an example for them and sharing the pressure for Dumbledore.
He was like a role model, giving courage to the people in the Ministry of Magic.
Seniors like Barty Crouch dared to face Voldemort, so how could Aurors like them not step forward?
"All curses end!"
Kingsley was the second to stand beside Dumbledore, and the Aurors were encouraged.
The third one, the fourth one...
All curses are over!
With everyone working together, several magic spells of the same origin condensed into one, like the hand of a giant holding up the sky, suppressing the arrogant Li Huo bit by bit.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Suddenly, a ball of black fog fell from the sky in the distance. When the black fog landed, it turned into a human shape, and when it raised its hand, a green light appeared.
The green light rushed forward, as if Voldemort was eager to see Barty Crouch die quickly, and it headed straight for Barty Crouch's face.
Barty Crouch was concentrating on helping Dumbledore seal the raging Fiendfyre, and he didn't expect that someone would secretly shoot an arrow in the dark.
At some point, Voldemort gave up control of the Fiendfyre and allowed it to run rampant. He didn't care whether Fiendfyre would hurt innocent people. He didn't care who died today, no matter who was present.
Even his subordinates were the same. They had never been trained in Azkaban, but they had the nerve to call themselves his loyal servants.
"Dumbledore, I said that those unnecessary emotions should be discarded."
Voldemort laughed wildly, he knew Dumbledore, he didn't care about the lives of innocent people, but Dumbledore always cared about the situation of the weak.
He had calculated that Dumbledore would not leave the raging Fiendfyre alone no matter what, so he would openly attack Barty Crouch from the side.
Whether Dumbledore protected Barty Crouch and caused the Fiendfyre to spread, or continued to control the Fiendfyre, he would not lose out regardless of Barty Crouch's life or death.
As for Barty Crouch himself escaping from his clutches,
Ha, if Barty Crouch could escape his spell, he would give up the title of Dark Lord himself.
Barty Crouch retracted the Ending Curse, but the magic power in his body suddenly surged, and he was unable to cast the spell, let alone move quickly enough to avoid Voldemort's attack.
Dumbledore seemed unaware and continued to suppress Fiendfyre. The bull-horned dragon inside Fiendfyre could no longer support its own body.
It wasn't that he wanted to sacrifice Barty Crouch, but among the people present, he was not the only one who had the ability to save Barty Crouch.
boom,
The sky was filled with leaden clouds like tides, lightning snakes were moving, thunder was roaring like war drums, and lightning shot out from the dark clouds like arrows.
In nature, lightning and thunder always appear with light before making sound. This thunder was accompanied by a loud sound and then a brilliant light. It was certainly not an ordinary lightning and thunder.
Longhu Mountain Five Thunders Dharma.
The thunder rolled like a dragon and a snake, containing the pure and blazing power of yang within and emitting the vast light of dawn without.
Roll towards Voldemort like a thunder chariot, and attack the enemy who will surely be rescued.
The speed of thunder was extremely fast, forcing Voldemort to make a judgment in an instant.
Should he dodge the lightning that would cause him serious injury, or continue to attack Barty Crouch.
Obviously, Voldemort would not damage his body that he had recovered with great difficulty for Barty Crouch.
His body turned into thick fog, changed shape and flashed away into the distance, avoiding the thunder.
Voldemort looked coldly at Zhang Zhiwei behind Dumbledore. In fact, he was already feeling wary: "Another Dumbledore?"
When Zhang Zhiwei blocked Li Huo just now, he knew that he was a master, but he thought that Zhang Zhiwei, maintaining the dazzling and solid golden light, could not take care of other things at all. He did not expect that he still had spare strength.
Voldemort's expression was a little distorted. He had just obtained a new body and restored his strength to its peak.
And now you tell me that there are two Dumbledores opposite!
After a flash of green light and the thunder fell, some Aurors discovered Voldemort and quickly pointed their wands at him, their faces full of vigilance and alertness.
Fudge hid behind Dumbledore, hoping that Dumbledore's tall figure could cover him. Zhang Zhiwei retracted the golden light and assisted Dumbledore in suppressing Fiendfyre. He stared at Voldemort, but said to Hu Xiuwu in Chinese:
"Lingyu, take Harry away from here. There is a spell attached to that trophy that can teleport you back to the hall."
Harry Potter and Hu Xiuwu will only be a hindrance here. One is truly weak, and the other is pretending to be weak. With the two of them here, the rest of the people will have to devote their attention to protecting them.
"Yes."
A golden light popped out from Hu Xiuwu's hand and wrapped around the trophy like a rope. He exerted a little force backwards and the golden light retracted, bringing the trophy back into his hands.
The two disappeared from the spot in an instant.
However, Voldemort did not move and watched the two men flash away.
What he had to consider now was no longer how to deal with Harry Potter.
He now had to think about how to escape from the siege of the two Dumbledores.
Chapter 292 Wang Wei Candidate
In an instant, the light and shadow changed. What we saw before our eyes were no longer ferocious villains, burning flames, or vicious green light, but innocent and excited classmates waving small flags with the school emblem and fluttering ribbons.
There were no more sounds of whistling spells or burning fires, only the cheers that greeted them and the cheerful music of the orchestra.
Harry was actually still not used to this warm and peaceful atmosphere. He stood there numbly, with a look of confusion on his face.
Just like an old soldier who had just left the battlefield and stepped onto the stage, his mind had not yet come to its senses. When Professor McGonagall and Moody came over to check on him and Zhang Lingyu, his first reaction was to raise his wand and point it at his professor.
Fortunately, Hu Xiuwu was quick-witted and quick-handed. Before the rest of the audience noticed something was wrong, he pressed down Harry's tense and stiff arm, pressing the acupoints on his arm with his fingertips.
The stinging pain on his wrist woke Harry up. He realized what he had done. His shoulders slumped and he said to Professor McGonagall in bewilderment, "Professor, I'm sorry. I..."
Professor McGonagall understood Harry's behavior, changed her usual seriousness, put her arm around Harry's shoulders, and said gently: "It's okay, Harry, I will take you back to the dormitory to have a good rest."
Moody had seen this kind of situation many times. Most of the novice Aurors were like this. Harry was already good: "You need a blanket and a glass of butterbeer."
When Professor McGonagall was about to take him away, Harry anxiously said to Professor McGonagall: "By the way, Professor, Voldemort has resurrected."
McGonagall was not surprised at all: "We all know it. Dumbledore has already told me. You go back and rest. Dumbledore will take care of the rest."
Then, Professor McGonagall said to Zhang Lingyu with a hint of apology in her tone: "Lingyu, I'm sorry you've been through this, but you may have to wait a while before you can rest."
When Professor McGonagall spoke, her tone was sincere, her eyes were honest, but her words did not have a deep meaning.
Hu Xiuwu said, "It's okay."
Dumbledore asked him for help, but he didn't even tell Professor McGonagall. He's the same old Riddler again.
That's right, if Hu Xiuwu didn't want to test whether there was an undercover agent in the team, he wouldn't have told so many people about this. If the secret is not kept, harm will be done. Besides, cheating is not a glorious thing.
Unfortunately, when Hu Xiuwu was watching coldly from the side just now, he found that Voldemort didn't take him seriously at all. He only had eyes for Harry and didn't notice Hu Huayu's incident at all.
What is the situation in Nadutong?
Hu Xiuwu is also having a headache now as the clues have been lost again.
McGonagall used a Transfiguration spell to cover Harry with a blanket and took Harry to Madam Pomfrey, the Hogwarts school doctor, to check if Harry had any hidden injuries.
Moody, leaning on a crutch, limped to Hu Xiuwu, who was deep in thought, and suddenly raised Hu Xiuwu's hand holding the trophy.
The whole audience cheered.
The winner of the Goblet of Fire has been chosen!
Zhang Lingyu!
The students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang cheered the loudest, while the students from Hogwarts were not so excited.
This is their own territory, and they have two brave warriors, but in the end they still failed to win the trophy. Anyone would feel a little disappointed.
It's like football... No, I'm used to it. There's not even a game, so how can I be disappointed?
Most of the students at Hogwarts were not interested, even those in Hufflepuff. Only Hermione was sincerely celebrating for Zhang Lingyu.
Bi Youlong watched as Moody led him to the Goblet of Fire. Under Spencer's guidance, Zhang Lingyu, who was holding up the Goblet of Fire, said with emotion:
"This competition was really interesting. I didn't expect that he would be the one to hold the trophy in the end."
Then he turned his head and glanced at 'Hu Xiuwu' next to him: "What do you feel in your heart? That should be your honor."
Hu Xiuwu shook his head: "Even if I go down, I won't necessarily be the first. Besides, there is obviously something wrong with this match. My senior brother took the blame for me. I should be thanking him."