Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Nine?
As Voldemort approached the Order of the Order of the Phoenix who had already clenched his wand to prepare for battle, he looked at Allen in surprise when he heard this.
Professor McGonagall was the first to yell at Allen, "Nothing! Harris, the mysterious man is not something that a child like you can face alone! I have notified Dumbledore, as long as we stick together for a while..."
"Don't worry about this bad boy, Minerva, let him go if he wants to die." Moody obviously has had a deep prejudice against the Harris family after a series of events, "We beat us."
Lupin glanced at Sirius, who was protecting Harry, and turned around and wanted to persuade his new boss to give up his thoughts: "Alan..."
However, he was stopped by Allen as soon as he spoke: "Thank you for your kindness, but you are obviously too accustomed to living under the protection of Dumbledore's wings. I did this to let the people of the wizarding world see that not only the greatest white wizard can save the world - please climb down from the high platform to those steps. This battle does not have any room for you to participate. Your presence will only delay the duel between Mr. Riddle and me."
"I have a question, Alan Harris." Voldemort kept hearing Alan say it before asking. Of course, he ignored the Order members who still wanted to speak.
Allen looked sideways at Voldemort who was about to walk up the platform: "Please say, Mr. Riddle."
"If I heard it right just now, what do you want to find tom Riddle... Then what does this matter to me Voldemort?" Voldemort asked with a smile, and then looked up, "My name is Voldemort, don't call me the last name of that Muggle. Also, if I remember that you were born pure blood? Join me, boy, your talent is very appreciated by me. Come to me, give me the prophecy ball, join the Death Eater to serve me, I can promise not to touch the Harris family, whether it is the British Ministry of Magic or the German Ministry of Magic. From what you said just now, you don't like Dumbledore? By the way, he was also red-haired when he was young."
"Please forgive me, Mr. Voldemort." Allen rolled up the sleeves of the H94 uniform, revealing the omniscient mark on his arm, and showed Voldemort who had already arrived on the platform.
Voldemort knows it: "Dumbledore's minions, get out of here, wait until I defeat Allen Harris and come back to you."
"Please hurry up, Orders, don't try to participate in the duel between Mr. Voldemort and me. Tonks, Shackle, you are still an Auror, obey the orders, and Lupin, so, take McGonagall. Sirius should not put on that face and take your godchildren down... As for Moody's intention to get in the way, but I promise you that you will be torn to pieces within a few seconds, don't expect me to care about your life or death." Allen was a little impatient with the Orders who were still standing here.
Moody snorted coldly, and stole the crutch heavily on the ground, trying to mock Allen, but was pulled off the platform by Tonks, who obeyed Allen's orders who was not a member of the Ministry of Magic.
Professor McGonagall's lips were pursed into a straight line. Although Alan Harris was a professor of ancient magic class and was stronger than the members of the Order of the Phoenix, she was still an ungraded little wizard in her eyes. She could not help but watch Alan Harris fight the mysterious man alone, but as his professor, she did nothing. "Harris..." McGonagall wanted to persuade him again, but Lupin and Shackle each held her shoulder and forced her to jump off the platform.
"Okay, Professor Harris, since you persist." Sirius grabbed the reluctant Harry, covered his mouth with his other hand to prevent him from attracting Voldemort's attention. He decisively took his godson to evacuate the platform. Harry's safety is always the first in Sirius's heart.
Voldemort's wand tied a semicircle and made an invitation to start the duel, but Alan Harris once again stretched out his palm and signaled not to start.
?? "So what's wrong?" Voldemort held back his impatiently and took back his wand. In fact, he was born as a mixed-blood man and advocated pure blood. As long as conditions allow him, he will try his best to maintain the pure blood etiquette - especially in the duel, so he spread his palms and let Alan continue.
Allen pointed to the people of the Order of the Phoenix standing between the arch platform and the steps, "I said it to the steps, don't try to disturb this duel." Voldemort's face turned aside, took a heavy breath, and exhaled again.
After they all stood on the steps, Allen's magic wand slid into his hands in Voldemort's vigilant look, "Fire Escape to Protect." Allen turned around suddenly, and the black uniform robe drew a round curve in the air with his movements. He walked around the platform, and blue flames rose from where the wand pointed, using the circular concave ground between the steps that were constantly downward and the circular arch platform to form a blue flame circle that closed the outside world.
These blue flames rose, like huge jumping notes, dancing around the platform. A Death Eater approaching the flames did not expect that the blue flame would suddenly jump up and collided with it. The blue flame suddenly enveloped him. The wailing Death Eater watched his body turn into ashes in a flash. Seeing this, Bellatrix waved his long whip, wrapped an Auror in the melee, and threw it into the flames with force. The scream suddenly rang out and stopped abruptly, and he was also swallowed by the blue flames alive.
Alan bounced the ashes of the unlucky Auror just now floating on his sleeve, "Now I can make sure no one will disturb us."
"Haha, Harris, are you trying to protect those students?" Voldemort looked at Neville, who used the many passages of the circular guardrail under the steps to hide their bodies. They were blocked in the passage by the blue flames created by Allen, and were isolated from the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix. Voldemort's wand pointed at Neville's position and continued, "I've discovered their position long ago. When I kill you after the duel, I will kill them."
During the melee at this time, the two Death Eaters looked at each other and nodded. They wanted to teleport to the opposite stairs through the Phantom Transformation. The Death Eaters in that direction were more, but the body that used the Phantom Transformation was just wrapped in black smoke and rose above the blue flames. They were hit by a sudden, violently leaping out like an eel. In the state of black smoke, they could not even scream, and were burned completely in a flash.
Alan looked up at the ashes of the Death Eater floating down. He didn't care about Voldemort's question, but asked, "I'm fine, do you want to do another invitation to use a magic wand to pull a semicircle before the duel? I can cooperate."
Hearing this, an inexplicable sense of shame caught Voldemort's heart, and the tip of his wand was so angry that he lit up green instantly. At the same time, crackling lightning energy gathered at the port of Allen's wand...
Chapter completed!