Most of the time plans often fail to keep up with changes.
With McNeil leading the Dark Wizards who far outnumbered the enemy, and Alecto's almost flawless plan, they headed directly towards Hogsmeade Village, preparing to annihilate the rebels entrenched there in one fell swoop.
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However, despite the simple collision between the two sides, the Death Eaters' team showed signs of collapse!
Walton McNeil couldn't figure out why things turned out the way they did now.
No, this is really not his problem!
Absolutely not!
Things are completely different from what Alecto Carlo said.
This damn Hogsmeade is a trap carefully prepared by Albert Anderson for the dark wizards from beginning to end.
That's right.
This was a trap specially prepared by that damn guy to lure them into the trap, and due to their own stupidity and arrogance, they stepped directly into the trap and paid a heavy price for it.
"No, I can't die yet. Someone must bring the news here to the Dark Lord, and tell the Dark Lord what is going on here." McNeil murmured.
Although he didn't know why, McNeil had a very bad premonition. He suspected that everyone had fallen into the trap carefully crafted by Albert Anderson from the beginning, and the Dark Lord might really die here!
When this thought appeared in my mind, an inexplicable fear couldn't help but surge into my heart.
Just as McNeil was about to put it into action and turn around to escape, his body suddenly trembled and his whole body froze in place.
"We have already come to this point. I will never allow failure, nor will I allow anyone to escape, nor will I allow anyone to dare to betray the Dark Lord."
I don't know if it was because of the successive failures, but the expression on Alecto's face became extremely ferocious. After secretly using the Imperius Curse to control McNeil, he ordered the Death Eaters who were in charge of commanding and observing the battlefield and the remaining dozens of
A reserve team launched the final attack.
Although Alecto knew very well that even if he brought the remaining Death Eaters into the battlefield, he probably wouldn't be able to turn the tide of the battle, but he still had to give it a try to know the outcome.
However, their enemy was Albert Anderson and the Defense Association, which often frustrate Death Eaters, and Alecto led his men to rush forward stupidly, and as expected, he was brutally stabbed in the back and attacked from both sides.
"Isn't this our director?"
"It seems that the head of the Auror Office needs to be replaced."
Robards led several Aurors to block McNeil, and soon killed the unlucky guy who was controlled by the Imperius Curse.
Compared with McNeil who singled out several Aurors, Alecto was also very brave and went directly to Albert, the number one BOSS, to fight alone. But unfortunately, she did not die in Albert's hands.
Instead, he was attacked by Nelson Tobin, with many knives stuck in his back, and he jumped into the street.
This famous Death Eater had his eyes wide open before he died, and his death was so depressing.
After the battle, except for the group of dementors who had been driven away by the patron saint from the beginning, none of the hundred or so people survived, and they were all buried in this damn battle, leaving someone whom they had
He was treated as a despicable and shameless mudblood and was tricked to death.
Of course, Albert specially brought some members of the Defense Association on this trip, not to deal with these hundreds of dark wizards, but to allow the Aurors who stayed in Hogsmeade to evacuate to Hogwarts smoothly (to serve as cannon fodder
).
The successive victories gave the Aurors hope for this almost "defensible" wizarding war. Especially after the three battles with the Death Eaters, they did not suffer any casualties at all, only a few unlucky guys with extremely bad luck.
He was injured a little in this almost one-sided battle and became a topic of laughter for everyone.
"Okay, don't delay. I estimate that Voldemort will come over soon. I don't want to fight an unprepared battle with him here. We must retreat to Hogwarts as soon as possible. The battle will soon be over."
It’s about to begin!” Albert opened the suitcase handed over by the house elf and urged everyone to hurry in.
The Aurors who were initially hesitant couldn't help but pick up their heels and go in after seeing the members of the Defense Association returning to their suitcases in an orderly manner.
When an easy victory is right in front of them, even the Aurors who are greedy for life and fear of death will want to risk their lives to fight for it.
They were indeed a little bit dazzled by the successive victories, and even their morale was much higher than before.
Who doesn't want to live in a peaceful era without Voldemort?
Today may be the best and last chance.
By the time Voldemort received the news and rushed to Hogsmeade with his Death Eaters, there was only a messy battlefield left here.
He raised his feet and walked among the corpses of dark wizards. His scarlet eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, which frightened the dark wizards around him to lower their heads and dare not speak.
Just as Yaxley had predicted before, Hogsmeade was a trap prepared for them from beginning to end.
If Voldemort had been willing to listen to his advice and personally bring people to exterminate the rebels in Hogsmeade, the current situation might not be so bad, but now that it has happened, no one dares to risk his life and mention it.
Because they all could see that Voldemort now wanted to kill people to vent his anger, and any idiot who dared to speak rashly might become the next Pierce Thicknesse.
That guy was the Minister of Magic, even if he was a puppet, he was of some use, but he was killed at the behest of the Dark Lord, let alone other people.
"Is everyone here?"
Voldemort suddenly stopped and turned to ask his right-hand man, Yaxley.
"We're basically all here, but the number of cannon fodder for the Inferi is relatively limited. We can attack the turtle shell first. It may take some time to break open the turtle shell at Hogwarts." Yaxley lowered his head and said no.
Dare to look Voldemort in the eyes.
He knew very well what Voldemort was thinking now, but he wasn't very optimistic about it, but if he didn't want to die, it was best not to disobey Voldemort.
"Very good, we will launch a general attack in ten minutes."
"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away." Yaxley turned and left.
"Severus, I have a task that you need to complete alone." Voldemort said and walked towards the Shrieking Shack on the edge of Hogsmeade.
This tragic defeat gave Voldemort an inexplicable sense of urgency. It was extremely urgent for him to master the Death Rod. If he continued to wait in this long night, the situation would probably only get worse.
Voldemort knew that he must conquer this wand. As long as he could fully master the power of the Death Rod, both Harry Potter and Albert Anderson would fall at his feet and be conquered by his power.