"Burn them to death!"

More eager, more enthusiastic, and younger voices joined the shouting, Harry, Ginny, Ron, including the young people from Hogwarts brought by the professor, shouted and jumped at the top of their lungs.

After just experiencing a surprise attack from the God of Death, the feeling of despair was still stuck in the hearts of the wizards. Now the sound of shouting and venting is not so much a hope. The wizards also need this way to relieve the depression and anger in their hearts.

This sound was like a death-seeking horn in the ears of the Death Eaters and Undead creatures in front of the Gate of Another World. He watched the Gate of Another World around him be destroyed one by one, his soul was absorbed by the crown, and his despair and anxiety were transferred, but there was no way out before them, and the progress of things had reached the Jedi.

The giant dragon returning to the sky fluttered its wings and turned to the next gate of another world. This was where Rudolfs and the others were. The Death Eaters were even more restless, just like insects before the rain, trying to find a direction for escape without thinking.

Looking at the hideous dragon, Voldemort's terrifying face and mouth twisted. He knew that his existing methods would not cause any harm to the other party. He turned his head and his pupils looked like a thin slit and looked at the gray-faced witch beside him: "Bella..."

Bellatrix raised his head and stared at the other person's sight for a moment. Then she understood the other person's intentions and was not afraid. Instead, she said happily with a sharp voice: "Master Dark King will always be so wise..."

The Vik's eye in the dark devil's eye suddenly released a continuous ray. The red ray looked like the blood vessels on the eye stalk before rushing towards Bella. Bella was wrapped in layers of red silk threads into a red cocoon, and then shattered with a bang.

But after the shattering, what we see is not rebirth, but death, and eventually scattered into a gray female mummy. Out of some alternative "gentle" of Voldemort, this female vampire wizard from the Black family was not sucked to the point of fragments.

Then, Voldemort's gaze just fell on Rudolphs who had just seen Voldemort kill Bella, Rudolphs turned his lips to the side in disgust, swayed his brother Rapastein and started running in the undead pile, using William and his big guy to block the Dark King's sight.

"Brother, Lord Dark King can prevent your soul from being sucked away. It's so convenient that Lord Death Haierbo will reorganize your body!" Rabastein eagerly pulled Rudolphus' arm, "Rudolphus! Why are you? If you can't walk away like this, you will die completely!"

But Rudolfs was unmoved at all, and led Rapastein into the chaotic crowd and ran aside, raising his head to observe the wizards riding on flying brooms or hovering or speeding in the sky.

Voldemort snorted coldly. Now that time is tight, he is too lazy to care about him anymore. Instead, he quickly attacks other subordinates who have become undead creatures to save a few people - as for those Death Eaters who are so panicked like headless flies, he has no choice but to give a direct order to allow them to find a chance to escape on their own.

Seeing that the Dark King was not chasing him, Rudolfs let out a long sigh with his head and his eyes began to patrol the sky. Suddenly, he raised his arms and shot two green lights straight out of his wand. The spell soon hit the back of a wizard who was flying in the sky with a guardian spell to block the dementor.

Another way was too far away, and the target wizard moved his position when the spell flew to avoid the spell. Rudolfs just now because the target was far from the ground, he was afraid that he would miss it, so he chose to cast one after another to play a role.

The wizard who was hit by the killing curse hung his arms weakly on his side, falling like falling leaves, his wand fell from his hands, and at the moment he was hit, he died and began to fall with the broom. The flying broom that had lost its master's control was summoned by Rudolfs and began to fly towards them quickly and circling.

Rapastein's python-like head was stunned. Although he always consciously or unconsciously imitated Rudolfs when he was full of energy, his ability to quickly pull out his wand and cast a spell was never attainable.

When Rudolfs lost his right hand, Rabastein thought he would never see him again. He did not expect that his brother had already practiced back. Now even prosthetics are used so easily, and the speed is not weaker than before.

Rudolfs stretched out his hand and was about to get the flying broom, but suddenly, he felt that he was pushed and staggered. The spell that was interrupted by the casting made the broom lose its motivation and staggered and landed on the ground not far away.

As soon as Rudolphus stabilized his body, he felt a very hot breath roasting on his body. Although he had lost a lot of feelings as an undead creature, the burning energy that hurt him still made the hair near his ears burn, and was steamed by the heat.

Moreover, he felt the strangeness and pain on his back. The feeling was that it was burned with a large blister. When his skin touched his clothes, he could keenly feel the unbearable tingling pain.

A crisis suddenly rose in Rudolfs' heart. He felt something was wrong and rolled forward again. The sound of burning behind him and the shrill and abruptly wailing, like a rooster suddenly cut off his throat.

He didn't care about the pain, but before he got up, he suddenly turned around and looked over, and instantly he was stationary. Although there was no blood on his body, he felt a whirring sound in his ears.

The descendant of the Lestranger family looked at the black human-shaped coke behind him in a daze, his whole heart trembling.

That's... it was Rabbastetan, who was pulled by himself, his own brother Rabbastetan... was burned into a ball of black coke by the scorching dragon breath spurted out by the headless dragon that had not yet arrived in the sky!

The cold wind created by the dementors reacted with the scorching breath here, causing a flow, bringing a hint of coolness to shuttle here.

There was a "scratch".

The human-shaped black coke instantly disintegrated, and it drifted in the wind and turned into powder and scattered everywhere.

"Burn them to death!"
Chapter completed!