Chapter 600

Chapter 600 Voldemort retreats, the defense battle is over!!

At this time, Peter did not know that his secret had been exposed.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't panic.

After all, even if it is guessed that these skills of his are related to those magical beasts, they will not think that there is still a system on him.

In the night sky, the giant Peter, with the starry sky above his head, his huge palm like a five-fingered mountain, grabbed the boulder and slapped towards Voldemort.

Although Peter's body has become very large, his speed and agility have not decreased at all, and he seems to move slowly but very quickly, chasing after the small Voldemort.

"Enough!"

Voldemort was chased by Peter, his eyes were full of violence and madness, and he accumulated the strongest blow magic and threw it at Peter.

The Elder Wand is worthy of being one of the Deathly Hallows, and with Voldemort's full blow, the power is very powerful, so that Peter also feels the mortal danger, and the boulder in his hand is thrown in the direction of the ~ where the magic shoots.

The boulder slab collided with the attacking magic, the boulder was shattered by a blow, and the powerful magic was blocked for a moment, still coming towards Peter, dangerously grazing the top of Peter's head, and exploding the opposite mountain.

Seeing Peter dodge his own attack, Voldemort was visibly disappointed, and the next moment he disappeared in place, dodging Peter's giant palm from the sky and appearing in another place.

He looked up at Peter's huge playful eyes, his face very ugly.

He didn't understand that he had killed Dumbledore and had the strongest wand in the world, which should be invincible, but Peter directly slapped him hard and used all kinds of unheard of powerful magic to make his plan to capture Hogwarts aborted.

Voldemort looked at Peter and the castle behind him coldly, he saw the curious students on the castle window, sneered, and said to Peter: "Peter York, I admit that I don't know enough about you. But the main purpose of my coming here today is to kill Dumbledore and Harry Potter. "

The previous one has been completed, and now only the little Harry Potter cub remains.

You'd better keep him locked up at Hogwarts, or one day your Savior will turn into a corpse and turn that prophecy into a joke."

"Since you think that prophecy is a joke, why do you care so much about him?"

Peter looked at Voldemort with a smile and said, directly debunking his lie.

Voldemort's face became even more ugly, but he immediately suppressed his anger and said seriously: "I hope that the prophesied savior is you, not the little boy of Harry Potter." In this way, I will have a greater sense of accomplishment if I defeat you. "

"Are you sure you want me to be the savior? Aren't you afraid of having an opponent who can't be eliminated and constantly making trouble for you like now? "

Peter said with a smile.

Voldemort's expression almost broke, and now this Peter had already brought him so many failures, if he really became a savior who was specifically against him, the savior with an immortal body, it would be a huge headache.

Voldemort snorted coldly, his face blackened again dodged Peter's attack, turned into a huge black smoke, rolled up some Death Eater henchmen who had survived hard, and then rushed into the dense forest and disappeared, only a faint voice came from the Forbidden Forest: "I'll leave you to mourn Dumbledore tonight, and the next time we meet, I hope Peter York you can still be as confident as you are today."

"Master, don't abandon us!"

"Master, and us…"

"Voldemort, we are your partners, you can't abandon us."

The life force of wizards is stronger than cockroaches, and at this time there are still many Death Eaters on the ground who are not dead, and they are seriously injured and lie on the ground desperately watching Voldemort leave, wanting to shout for help, but unfortunately Voldemort obviously did not put them in his eyes, and fled with a few henchmen without looking back.

Peter turned to look at the Death Eaters who had been injured by lightning, a sneer appeared on his face, his huge eyes looked down at them, and he sneered with a cold tone in his playfulness, "It seems that you mercenaries are not taken to heart by Voldemort, I really feel sorry for you." I worked so hard for him, and in the end, he didn't even want to save you. But then again, since you mercenaries dare to come to Hogwarts, you must be ready to die. "

Looking at Peter's huge and incomparable body, and the sound like thunder, the mercenaries on the ground suddenly turned pale with fright, and pleaded in horror and despair: "Lord Peter York, please spare us." As long as you let us go, we are willing to serve you as the lord, willing to obey your orders, and do anything! "

"Forget it, I don't dare to use you mercenaries who only recognize money."

Peter shook his head and sneered, then looked at these mercenaries who kept begging for mercy with indifferent eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You mercenaries are jumping up and down in the United States, I can't care." But since you dare to come to Hogwarts to find trouble, then you don't have to go back! "

Saying that, the two eyes in the sky turned into yellow-orange-orange snake eyes, staring straight at these Death Eater mercenaries, and a strange and cold magic power emanated from the eyes and fell into the eyes of those Death Eater mercenaries who were caught off guard.

"Don't look him in the eye!"

Seeing those two huge yellow eyes, some Death Eaters shouted in horror, but it was too late, only to see some of these Death Eaters and mercenaries watching in horror and despair as their bodies quickly petrified, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into stone statues of different shapes…

And some of these Death Eaters, who did not look directly into Peter's eyes for the first time, were on guard and applied an eye protection curse, dodged the attack of petrified eyes, and desperately fled in all directions, trying to escape for their lives.

It's a pity that Peter is not an unprepared person, only to see a raging fire gush out of the giant wand, turning into a monstrous flame, enveloping the entire meadow, those Death Eaters just fled outside the Phantom Transfiguration prohibition, and when they were about to cast the Phantom Transfiguration to escape, they were directly burned to ashes by the fierce fire that rushed over.

Outside the castle, everyone stared at the scene of screaming outside with wide eyes, and their mood was very uncalm.

Especially looking at Peter's huge body, with a thick wand, directing the fierce fire to chase the Death Eaters to chase and burn, like a child playing with ants, it is very graphic.

"Professor York is amazing, he really knocked Voldemort back!"

Hermione looked at the huge figure outside the window with great excitement and adoration and said.

"It's really incredible, he can play Voldemort around alone, it's amazing!"

Sirius sighed with admiration, and then asked Professor McGonagall, "Professor, do we need to go out now to help Peter and capture the escaped Death Eaters?" "

"No, Peter should be able to do this himself, our task now is mainly to patrol the security inside and outside the castle, while also bringing back the students who have transferred to Hogsmeade."

McGonagall said, "I was worried that the school would not be able to hold on and that the Death Eaters who broke in would hurt the students. But now it seems that as long as Peter is there, Hogwarts will be safe. "

The professors nodded, now that Peter had repelled Voldemort, the Death Eaters were clearly stuck in Peter's hands, and they didn't have to share in Peter's victory.

Only Hagrid, looking out the window with a sad face, wailed: "My poor house, and poor teeth, woohoo… None more! "

Harry and Hermione hurried to comfort the half-giant who had lost his cabin and pet, while Ron pointed to the potholed, charred grass outside, pouted and said: "If you want me to say, the most pitiful thing should be the Quidditch meadow, first blistered by the lake, then struck by lightning, then burned by fire, and I don't know if it can be recovered?" There's another Quidditch match next week. "

The professors were a little amused by Ron's words, so that the students of the brain circuit were also meeting for the first time.

I had just experienced a very dangerous defensive battle, and one of the things Ron thought of was actually a Quidditch match, what a child