readease Chapter 614 The Grand Finale
Chapter 614 The Grand Finale
Chapter 610 The Grand Finale (1)
A deep, complex rumble erupted in the hall.
Some people breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from their hearts; others remained silent, feeling a profound emptiness within.
But more people—
Instead, he straightened his back, his eyes blazing with determination and fighting spirit.
Bertha withdrew her wand, her face icy. "Now, the traitor is gone. We have no way out, only one path: hold our ground and await reinforcements! Even if it costs us our lives, we will never let Voldemort set foot here!"
Her words ignited the morale of the crowd.
At that very moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from outside the building!
It was as if a thousand troops were mobilized at once, and the entire foundation of the Ministry of Magic trembled.
"Here it comes!" Bertha looked up abruptly, gripping her wand tightly.
Everyone turned to the end of the hall at the same time.
The barrier was trembling violently, with ripples spreading outwards, as if it were about to be torn apart at any moment.
Immediately afterwards————
A blinding green beam of light descended from the sky like a sharp sword, slashing fiercely at the barrier!
That was a spell cast by Riddle himself.
His power was so great that he could shake the entire building even through a barrier.
boom-!
The first barrier suddenly exploded, and a burst of white light scattered everywhere, as if stars were falling.
The black fog outside then surged in, obscuring the sky and the sun.
"Second floor! Quickly!" Bertha shouted.
The Aurors immediately raised their wands, chanting in unison, and magic intertwined in the air to form a new protective barrier.
Before it could even take shape, hordes of Death Eaters pounced on it.
Their black robes fluttered in the fierce wind, their wands were brandished, and their spells transformed into colorful rain of death light, bombarding the barrier relentlessly.
"Hold on! We must not retreat!"
Bertha rushed to the front, her wand flashing with light, and forcefully blocked several killing curses.
"Aurors, follow me in the counterattack!"
The wizards in the hall also raised their wands, and the chants of their spells merged into a deafening roar.
Light and shadow intertwined, flames and frost flew together, and the sound of explosions was deafening.
Riddle's figure slowly appeared in the black mist of the ruins.
"Foolish bastards," he chuckled coldly, "even your minister is dead, what more do you want?"
Bertha gritted her teeth, unwavering: "The Ministry of Magic will never back down!"
As soon as the words left his mouth—
She suddenly waved her wand, and a blinding white light shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire hall.
Bertha's white light shot into the sky, and everyone followed suit.
The hall echoed with deafening incantations, like the shouts of a thousand troops.
The next second, the barrier shattered!
The Death Eaters surged in like a tidal wave, their black robes billowing, wands raised in unison, their snarls and incantations weaving a death horde.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Extremely painful!"
Green and red light intertwined, tearing the air apart.
The Aurors did not back down.
He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!
"Disarm you!"
The incantations collided violently in the air, exploding into dazzling bursts of light that illuminated the hall as if it were daytime.
Bertha herself was at the forefront.
Her magic seemed to have no limit, and she repelled three Death Eaters who rushed at her in succession.
"Front row hold the line! Back row treat patients! Volunteers, follow me in groups to provide support!"
Even ordinary employees of the Ministry of Magic, disregarding their fear, joined the battle.
Some raised their wands to create shields, blocking the deadly curses that were about to befall their companions; others simply swung heavy stone sculptures and smashed them down on their enemies.
Bloody and mangled scenes continued to unfold, yet no one backed down.
boom!
A ball of black fire erupted in the center of the hall; it was the "Black Flame Serpent" summoned by the Death Eaters, hissing and devouring everything in its path.
Several young Aurors immediately formed a formation, and the three of them chanted in unison, freezing the snake in mid-air. Then they used a spell to blast it into pieces.
Riddle stood at the forefront of the chaos.
With a flick of his wand, a crimson flame erupted like a torrent, forcing more than a dozen wizards to retreat.
Sudden-
A beam of green light shot out and hurtled straight toward Bertha.
"Chief, watch out!"
A young Auror lunged forward, his figure blocking her path.
The green light pierced through his chest in an instant.
He didn't even have time to utter the last incantation before he collapsed at Bertha's feet, his gaze fixed in mid-air.
Bertha's throat tightened, but she had no time to stop.
War is always so sudden and full of surprises.
Even though Bertha knew the inside story, she was still infected.
She swung her wand fiercely, cleaving the Death Eater into a pool of blood, her eyes subtly reddening.
"Keep going! Don't stop!"
On the other side, a clerk from the Ministry of Magic, who usually only organizes files in the office, is now gritting her teeth and desperately holding off the charging enemies.
His hands were shaking so badly that the shield could barely hold up, and the green light was about to engulf him.
Suddenly, his companion fell into a pool of blood beside him.
The clerk's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed the magic wand, raised both hands, and a spell poured out.
"Fainted and collapsed! Fainted and collapsed!"
The two spells struck simultaneously, and a Death Eater fell to the ground!
He himself was thrown over by the recoil and crashed heavily into the broken stone pillar, blood streaming down his forehead.
But the fighting spirit in his eyes grew even stronger.
Not far away, three old Aurors stood back to back in a small circle.
They were already covered in wounds, but they still held the wands in their hands.
"Leave the left side to me!"
"right!"
"later!"
Three beams of light were fired simultaneously, just enough to block the attack of the three Death Eaters.
The fourth enemy pounced, and a deadly curse struck straight at him.
One of the older Aurors suddenly spread his arms wide, shielding the other two from the attack.
His body stiffened instantly, and before he fell, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Save your life!"
Even though everyone had given their all, their flesh and blood bodies kept falling.
But the situation is still deteriorating.
This is not an equal battle at all.
It was a complete and utter crushing defeat.
Flames, black mist, and green light intertwined, tearing the hall beyond recognition.
Screams rose and fell, the shields shattered layer by layer, and blood splattered on the stone walls, leaving horrifying marks.
"Who can save us?!"
Desperate whispers rose from the chaos.
It was a cry from the depths of the hearts of all wizards.
Just then—