The moment sparks exploded under the dark clouds, a piercing whistle sounded from all directions.
The first ones to be attacked were the Aurors who were on sentry duty in the sky. The members of the Wizarding Line, who were hiding around them using the Disguise Charm, began to clear out these outposts outside the fortress point-to-point.
There was no warning for their sudden attack, and almost no Auror could react. Almost everyone was attacked by several curses at the same second.
The Iron Armor Curse was shattered by the first spell it came into contact with, and then the truly effective spell hit those Aurors. At the same time, dozens of figures fell from the sky like kites with broken strings!
Even if there were a few who relied on their extremely fast reactions and superb flying skills to escape these spell attacks, they would not be able to withstand the next round of attacks that came like raindrops.
The first phase of Wuping's offensive had a remarkable effect. The nails guarding the outside were removed, and then they could proceed with the next phase of their plan with peace of mind.
But before they can actually storm into that fortress, one person still needs to complete a job for them that only he can complete.
The old man with silver hair and crescent-shaped glasses on his face, wearing a white robe, walked majestically to the main entrance of the fortress.
No one heard the sound of his incantation. Everyone only saw him gently waving the wand in his hand, and the next second the fire all over the sky lit up half of the sky!
The flames ignited the dark clouds in the sky and made the air tremble.
Immediately afterwards, a sound like breaking glass suddenly sounded, and the iron armor spell that originally wrapped the fortress collapsed!
As the No. 1 stormtrooper team, Lupine and his men naturally followed Dumbledore closely.
He raised the magic wand in his hand and sounded the first horn that started this war!
"for freedom!!!"
Under his gentle face, which looked like a good gentleman to everyone, he let out a roar like a wolf's howl.
His roar was like a handful of fire thrown into dry wood, instantly igniting a large fire.
The voices of wizards, witches, old ones, slightly immature ones, full of vitality, countless voices mixed together but blended together in an incomparable unity.
"for freedom!!!"
The sound was like a dark cloud pierced by a sharp sword that could not be sheathed, and was accompanied by an unprecedented explosion!
Nearly hundreds of explosive spells were activated at the door. The iron door was hit by a huge impact almost instantly, bursting the door frame and flying into the corridor inside the fortress!
Lupine led his team to the front, and they roared and launched an attack on this restraining cage.
And around them, people kept pouring in, Sirius, Lily, McGonagall, Flitwick, Hagrid, Kingsley, Tonks, Moody...
There are familiar faces, but most of them are unfamiliar faces, but at this moment all their goals are exactly the same, to vent their anger and excitement towards this prison in the name of discipline!
The French Aurors and British Aurors in the correctional center reacted very quickly. They were under martial law at all times, and the number of people stationed there was only much larger than the number of members of the Witch Flat Line who invaded.
They had already organized defensive preparations on the first floor as soon as Dumbledore broke through the outermost iron armor curse, and now they are standing in front of all wizards on the level!
No one had any communication. The first second the two sides met, like water and fire that would never blend together, a fierce confrontation broke out!
The dazzling spell light illuminates the castle like daylight!
Countless people fell at the very beginning of this war, and countless more people came to fill in from behind.
Outside the fortress, members of the second echelon of Wu Pingxian flew into the sky on broomsticks!
The general offensive on the first floor is continuing, but of course they won't just rely on this place as their way of attack.
Countless people were charging forward, but Dumbledore was the only one who stopped in front of the fortress. He did not follow the flow of people into the correctional facility, but looked up at the top floor.
There was only one room there, with bright lights coming from inside.
In front of the window, there was a man standing there. There was no anger, gloominess or even indifference on his face. There was only a smile on his handsome face.
Dumbledore looked up at him, and he looked down at Dumbledore.
Black eyes and bright blue eyes looked at each other without any dialogue or any verbal communication.
The next moment, the fire flickered and Dumbledore appeared in Voldemort's office.
The fire in the fireplace burned very vigorously, making the room warm, and the sound insulation effect was extremely excellent. Even such a violent explosion seemed to have no impact on the place.
It's as if there are two worlds inside the room and outside the room.
After seeing Dumbledore, Voldemort sat down on the chair leisurely. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair and looked at the old man with amusement in his eyes.
"I guess you must have tried every possible means to stop them, but in the end you are still not as good as me, Albus. They will not listen to you wholeheartedly."
Dumbledore looked at the man sitting on the chair calmly, and said softly without any other emotions in his voice.
"You are right, Riddle. I tried to stop them, but failed. But in the past two days, I have figured out that this is what they are willing to do, and they would rather die without regrets. I
There is no reason and no reason to stop them. What’s more, will we definitely lose?"
Voldemort crossed his fingers and squinted at Dumbledore's old face.
"Do you think I really care that much about the battle below? My Professor Dumbledore?"
"Compared to you, even if all the wizards in France are dead, what does that mean?"
Dumbledore slowly raised the wand in his hand.
"Do you think you have already won when I came here to face you?"
Voldemort suddenly laughed loudly.
"What else? Albus Dumbledore? What else can you hope for? Let me guess again?"
He drawled.
"Who did you send to do those little tricks in the ocean? The loser who has the closest relationship with you, and now even has to give up his own surname? Yes, he is the only one who reassures you the most, and he is the only one who makes you feel at ease the most.
Only then do you have that ability!”
After hearing Voldemort's sarcastic speech, Dumbledore not only did not show any anger on his face, but actually smiled.
"As expected, you have always been my smartest student, Riddle."