The group of ghosts, especially after smelling the scent of life, flocked to the entrance of the cave like crazy.
Their footsteps were slow, but their advantage was that they were numerous, and they pushed forward mightily, almost irresistible.
Fortunately, no matter how wide the stone steps are, they can't accommodate the crowd of hundreds of ghosts. They have no intelligence, only instinct.
They smelled the stranger, whetted their only appetite.
Instinct made them surge wildly in Malfoy's direction.
"Becoming a so-called infernal corpse is a way to live forever." Malfoy looked at the infernal corpse that might not have existed for hundreds of years, and shook his head.
Voldemort was the first thing that came to his mind.
It's just that the "immortality" that man tried, the way of survival, of course, is not so low-end.
Another altar was set up on the top of the platform. The ferocious snake-shaped stone pillars curved and spread all the way, and were stained by many dark dirt of unknown material. A dark gem was placed on it, exuding a faint blackness. of gloss.
It seems that a leader with some magical instincts has evolved among the corpses, and transformed the suppressed magic circle into their "barracks".
A steady stream of Yin corpses poured out of it.
The rotting pieces of flesh on the corpses were constantly cut by the wind blades summoned by Malfoy's wand, mixed with some rags, and fell down in batches.
But it seems endless. .
But somehow, it soaked into the ground, like fertilizer full of nutrients spilled into the ground, it was absorbed in an instant, and somehow, it was replenished to the altar on the platform not far away.
Malfoy fell into deep thought, still waving his wand in his hand, and he kept suppressing the mighty army of dead corpses all by himself.
This battle has been going on for some time with little end in sight.
He decided to make a quick decision.
A pitch-black flame floated in mid-air, flashing a strange flame.
The terrifying black flames cling to these ugly corpses like tarsal maggots, and continue to spread upwards. Large numbers of corpses were quickly incinerated with a foul smell, but More bodies poured out.
Even the Fierce Flame, which claims to burn when it encounters it, cannot be burned instantly when it encounters an endless army of corpses.
Some black bats flew out of their heads from time to time, opened their fangs, and rushed towards the boy full of vitality in a very cooperative manner.
Malfoy's eyes were fixed, and he decided not to procrastinate any longer.
Wand lightly.
A long arrow gradually took shape in mid-air, its whole body was fiery red, exuding a scorching hot temperature.
In an instant, the temperature in the cave seemed to be several degrees higher.
Even if it is transformed by flames, the details are not inferior to the real bows and arrows. The slender body of the arrow is engraved with sharp runes, and the arrow is also engraved with a long blood groove.
Although it's useless, because they don't feel pain, and they shouldn't have blood.
Without the help of the bowstring to store power, it still exploded with an astonishing impact.
With the sound of "swish", the coquettish arrows surrounded by black flames pierced through the air, stirring up faint ripples and air waves, piercing through the entire group of corpses in an instant, leaving a big hole, and the flames blazed wildly towards the surroundings. Spread, like got fuel.
In an instant, it disappeared like an ebbing tide, and even the corpses that were not affected by the flames for the time being also lost their strength.
Perhaps the central hub that provides the regenerative ability was destroyed.
Malfoy dragged his footsteps, walked step by step along the bumpy stairs to the wide platform and in front of the sunken altar.
He bent down slowly, and saw a crystal-clear black gem with an indescribably strange feeling in it, lying quietly in it.
Just when he was about to reap the spoils, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest.
That was a warning from the double-sided mirror in his arms.
"It seems that the pleasant adventure is coming to an end." Malfoy thought.
Dumbledore hadn't contacted him through the double-sided mirror for a long time.
According to the agreement between the two, they will not contact easily.
And once contacted, it means that something important has happened.
"It's a problem at first." As expected, Malfoy quickly shook his head helplessly after reading the information on the side of the double-sided mirror.
"Have to go to Hogwarts again? This is really not easy." He whispered to himself.
While Malfoy was deciding on his future itinerary.
Professor McGonagall and his party returned to Hogwarts soon.
Also brought a sad news - Dumbledore passed away.
The students or the faculty and staff all gathered together at noon, held a meeting in the auditorium, and announced the news.
Even though Dumbledore is no longer the headmaster of Hogwarts, the school staff still regard him as the headmaster.
This seems to be taken for granted, beyond doubt.
Everyone fell into extreme shock and grief for an instant.
This news was like a blockbuster dropped into a calm lake, causing terrifying splashes.
Deny, doubt, accept.
After receiving the news of the bad news, Hogwarts reacted faster than expected.
Maybe it's because of Professor McGonagall's prestige and so many witnesses.
Let them understand that this is an ironclad fact.
The meeting in the auditorium ended quickly.
Hogwarts was suspended immediately.
The school board meeting was also held immediately, and the school board members from all over the world traveled thousands of miles, using the Floo network or apparating, and rushed back to Hogwarts to discuss.
In short, a series of domino-like reactions spread around Hogwarts.
It will also have an extremely profound impact on today's wizarding society.
Tomorrow's Daily Prophet may have its best sales in nearly a decade.
But these far-reaching influences have no immediate effect on ordinary people for the time being.
All they know is that they are in deep sorrow.
Almost all the faculty and staff in Hogwarts were sullen, and even the students, who were usually carefree, seemed depressed. Some of the more sensitive ones began to panic all day long.
Will Hogwarts be safe without Dumbledore
The students in the exquisite ivory tower saw the cruelty of war for the first time.
The first to leave them was their former headmaster—the greatest white wizard in the world—Albus Dumbledore
All classes have been suspended, and the owl.s exam has also been postponed recently. If they had heard the news in the past, almost all the students would have cheered for it. Nale's noose around their necks has loosened a bit, allowing them to sneak in.
But they were not happy at all.
Because the price is too heavy and expensive.
The horn of the symbolic war sounded, and the first "gift" given to them by fate was so cruel and heavy.
There was an atmosphere of mourning throughout the school, and many people were awake that night.
If Dumbledore is dying, everyone may be sad, but they will try their best to accept it.
But dying unexpectedly is too cruel.
Still from Voldemort's sneak attack.
The Dark Lord, who had been dormant for more than ten years, showed his ferocious fangs this time, stinging them severely.