"Link!"
Emily called Link's name and instinctively tried to chase after him.
But Krell reached out and tightly grabbed her arm.
Emily's face turned cold, and she pulled out her wand to counterattack.
But Krell was faster than Emily. With a light tap of his finger, he confiscated the wand from Emily's hand.
"The young master told you to leave quickly." Krell said word by word with red eyes.
After speaking, he ignored Emily's resistance. With the help of several house-elves, he hoisted Emily onto his shoulder and ran.
At the same time, the rest of the people at the Hunter Squad position resumed fighting.
Right now was the moment when their confidence was overflowing.
Link, the leader of the Hunter Squad, told them to provide fire support, so they would attack with full strength.
They did not care about any so-called reinforcements of Voldemort.
In their minds at this moment, since they could defeat Voldemort once, they could defeat him a second time.
The flames of battle rose again throughout the entire Memory Hall.
Covered by countless spells, Link in mist-armor state charged forward without hesitation into the darkness.
However, only after truly entering the darkness did Link feel the terrifying nature of the darkness in front of him.
That powerful devouring ability even made the mist armor wrapped around Link feel as if it were being pulled apart.
As for the Hunters' spells that were used to cover Link, there was no need to mention them.
As soon as they entered the area covered by darkness, they repeated the previous result and were instantly swallowed by the boundless darkness.
For a moment, the originally bright torrent of spells suddenly went silent.
Only Link remained, emitting a faint glow as he went against the current of darkness and continued charging forward.
At the distant D.A. Army position, Hermione had already become so anxious that she burst into tears.
Harry and Ron and the others ignored Moody's order for them to retreat. They reorganized their people and, copying the Hunters' method, began launching spells in arcing trajectories.
But… the power of their spells was not even half that of the Hunters. It was completely futile.
Seeing all this, Sirius, who stood at the very front, felt his hands and feet turn ice-cold, his eyes nearly splitting.
So many people had given their lives for this operation, yet in the end, could it be that Voldemort still could not be destroyed?
He could not accept this result.
"Dumbledore!"
Sirius turned around and roared toward the corner where they had come from.
"You shameless old man, are you really going to stand by and watch without helping!?"
As soon as these words came out, Lupin and the others around him all looked sideways.
All along, Sirius had been the one who respected Dumbledore the most.
Yet now, he cursed him so harshly.
What surprised them even more was that Sirius's roar seemed like a signal.
After only a short moment, the D.A. Army behind them, whom they were protecting, began calling out Dumbledore's name under the lead of George and Fred.
Amid these shouts and curses, a deep sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
Immediately afterward, flames burst forth.
Screech!
A clear phoenix cry rang throughout the entire Memory Hall.
Within the melody of the Song of Courage, Dumbledore finally appeared wrapped in phoenix fire.
That flickering mass of fire passed through the D.A. Army position and joined together with Link, launching another charge toward the darkness.
With the help of the phoenix fire, the darkness that had originally wrapped around Link finally dispersed.
A more dazzling white light also burst out from Link's mist armor.
These two lights, one red and one white, gathered together like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, piercing the rule of darkness and bringing courage to those within it.
"Headmaster Dumbledore?" Link looked at Dumbledore beside him, who was wrapped in phoenix fire with the help of the phoenix Fawkes, and said with a half-smile, "I thought you wouldn't come."
Facing Link's teasing, Dumbledore shook his head with a bitter smile, then looked toward the darkness ahead and said, "Link, do you remember the group who raided Hogwarts during the Triwizard Tournament and covered Voldemort's escape?"
Hearing this, Link's smile vanished. Frowning, he said, "You mean this was their doing too?"
"Who else could it be besides them?" Dumbledore said with some emotion.
"But compared to last time, their power has grown much stronger. This rate of improvement really is…"
Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Link interrupted, "But I've grown stronger too, haven't I? This time, we can't let them take him away so easily!"
Link's words made Dumbledore pause for a moment. He stared at Link for a while before smiling and saying, "Ah, yes. This time we're not the same as last time either."
The two exchanged smiles. The light surrounding them flared brightly and carried them like comets as they rushed toward the depths of the darkness.
Under the illumination of the light, Voldemort's figure finally appeared before everyone again.
He seemed to sense the approaching danger and raised his already destroyed eyes.
But on his face, there was not the slightest fear or panic of impending death.
There was only endless mockery.
This smile flashed by in an instant.
Because in the next moment, the darkness that had originally been dispersed by the light gathered again.
It wrapped Voldemort once more in darkness and gradually formed a humanoid shadow in front of him.
"He's appeared!" Dumbledore raised his wand and shouted. "Link, now!"
Just as Dumbledore finished speaking, a golden lightning bolt as thick as a barrel burst out.
Link's movement was even faster than Dumbledore's.
At the moment Dumbledore had just started speaking, the mist armor wrapped around Link had already been stripped away and turned into a steam explosive bomb flying toward the shadow figure.
Facing the combined attack of Link and Dumbledore, the shadow figure slowly raised his arm.
The surrounding darkness and shadows seemed to be given life and began madly gathering toward the shadow figure's palm.
This thick darkness twisted continuously and gradually formed a black shield wall.
The next moment, the steam explosive bomb and the golden lightning struck the shield wall almost at the same time.
The steam explosive bomb violently exploded.
Massive amounts of high-temperature steam burst out under enormous internal pressure, directly swallowing the shadow figure along with Voldemort behind him who was protected by darkness.
Meanwhile, Dumbledore's golden lightning miraculously blended perfectly into the towering high-temperature steam.
They turned into countless golden electric currents, continuously surging within the thick mist.
It was precisely with the help of these currents that the pitch-black shield wall instantly collapsed.
Not only that.
The shadow figure who had been supporting the black shield wall clearly had not expected the joint attack of Link and Dumbledore to produce such a strange reaction.
Under the dual assault of Link and Dumbledore, the darkness covering his body gradually receded, revealing a thin figure and the twisted face of a young man.
Without the protection of that mysterious darkness, the golden currents and the extreme heat of the steam directly acted upon the shadow figure's body.
The hair on his body was erased first.
Then the skin began rapidly necrotizing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Yaa!"
An inhuman scream came out of the young man's mouth.
The man screamed and suddenly drew out a dagger inlaid with emeralds, stabbing it fiercely into the golden mist coming toward him.
An incomprehensible scene appeared.
Along with the young man's movement, the emerald stone on the dagger's hilt suddenly shone brightly.
As the green light flashed, the attacks of Link and Dumbledore were suddenly repelled.
This sudden change made Link slightly stunned.
Because the shadow figure had been formed from gathered darkness, Link had originally thought it was just something like a clone.
He had not expected that beneath that pure and strange darkness there would be a human with a real physical body.
And… what was with that dagger?
Judging from how the other party used it, the man seemed to be using the dagger as if it were a wand?
"Link!"
Dumbledore suddenly shouted loudly, pulling Link out of his brief daze.
The next moment, Dumbledore lightly waved the Elder Wand in his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly rose.
Most of the pale golden hot steam that had originally been concentrated around the young man for maximum damage was separated and blown into the sky.
At this moment, because of Link's earlier steam explosive bomb, large amounts of water vapor had already gathered throughout the Memory Hall.
Seeing this scene, Link nodded thoughtfully.
He activated the power of water control and caused the moisture on the ground to rise quickly into the air, merging with the pale golden thunder mist.
As the two churned together, they fused into a large thundercloud.
The young man who was still resisting Dumbledore's attack seemed to realize this. He looked up, and his expression immediately became extremely ugly. The muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably several times.
The dagger in his hand waved wildly.
Green light and that mysterious darkness surged continuously, as if trying urgently to break free from Dumbledore's entanglement.
However, it was already too late.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Along with bursts of muffled rumbling that continuously sounded from within the golden thundercloud above the Memory Hall, the golden electric currents inside became denser and denser.
Even the hair of many people inside the Memory Hall stood upright due to electromagnetic effects.
"Now! Lightning strike!"
Link roared as he fiercely swung the wand in his hand downward.
At the same time, a thick pillar of lightning condensed within the thundercloud above the Memory Hall and crashed down.
This golden lightning pillar was fundamentally different from the blood lightning Link had encountered before.
Between the two, when Voldemort designed those blood lightning spells, he had clearly aimed for extreme destructive power.
Therefore, that kind of blood lightning was mainly composed of curse power, combined with various chaotic magical forces and negative emotional energy.
As a result, that blood lightning not only possessed the curse power's special traits of extreme destruction, incurability, and strong corrosion, but also had extremely strong shield-breaking ability and speed.
But the golden lightning Link used now with Dumbledore's assistance was purely composed of the positive magic power output by Dumbledore.
Its magical nature was somewhat similar to the Patronus Charm, but more inclined toward attack.
Of course, saying it leaned more toward attack was relative.
Compared to Voldemort's blood lightning, the pure killing power of this golden lightning was clearly weaker by more than a level.
However, because of its magical nature, this golden lightning possessed a characteristic that blood lightning did not have.
That was an extremely powerful ability to dispel curse power, or more precisely, dark magic.
BOOM!
The golden lightning pillar struck directly onto the young man.
Bathed in the golden lightning, the darkness and emerald light around him that had originally been shining brilliantly instantly disappeared.
Even the young man's body itself gradually decayed into ruin amid drifting black smoke.
But unexpectedly, this time the young man did not scream as he had before.
Within the lightning, he only coldly glared at Link and Dumbledore.
He suddenly swung the dagger in his hand and fiercely chopped it onto his own other arm.
Pfft!
The arm fell off at once.
Bright blood like red gemstones sprayed out.
This blood seemed to carry some kind of strange magic.
Under the young man's control, it formed a layer of blood-colored light curtain that briefly blocked all the surrounding golden lightning.
Taking advantage of this brief gap, the young man stretched out his remaining hand and grabbed Voldemort, who was slowly wriggling beneath his feet.
The next moment, amid rippling blood light, the young man and Voldemort quietly disappeared from the Memory Hall.
Without them blocking it anymore, the thick golden lightning pillar finally struck the ground, smashing a molten crater more than ten meters deep into the alloy floor of the Memory Hall.
"How is this possible?!" Link roared with red eyes.
"This is a spatial barrier made of mysterious objects! There shouldn't be any spell in this world that can break through a barrier like this!"
Link could not accept the result before him.
They had made so many preparations for this operation.
Not even mentioning the Auror force.
After this battle, more than half of the new Aurors had been lost.
The Hunter Squad had also suffered heavy losses. Not only had nearly half of the elite Hunters been wounded, but nearly ten had died.
After paying such a price, at the final moment Voldemort was rescued by someone?
Link, in his furious rage, had almost completely lost his reason.
With bloodshot eyes he kept scanning his surroundings, and finally his gaze fell on Dumbledore.
'Ah, that's right.'
'Could all this be Dumbledore's fault?'
Link could not help thinking.
Link also knew about Dumbledore's prophecy plan.
And looking at it this way, Dumbledore's suspicion became extremely high.
Could it be that Dumbledore had deliberately held back in order to let his own plan continue smoothly?
After all, earlier he had not participated in the battle at all.
He had watched so many people die.
Once this thought appeared, it expanded wildly inside Link's mind.
It made his expression become ferocious, and the ebony wand in his hand seemed to sense its master's anger and began emitting increasingly blinding light.
But at this moment, Dumbledore simply looked at Link expressionlessly.
Those light brown eyes flickered with a complicated light, as if showing pity, yet also sorrow.
This made the anger in Link's heart grow even stronger.
He slightly raised the wand in his hand, preparing to question Dumbledore properly.
If Dumbledore could not give him a satisfactory and reasonable answer, then he would not mind fighting Dumbledore again.
Anyway, Old Barty and Percy had already taken control of the Aurors.
Even facing Dumbledore, he was not afraid.
But before he could speak, the corner of Link's eye unexpectedly noticed that the severed arm the mysterious shadow figure had cut off was moving as if it had come alive, flying toward him on its own.
Link instinctively swung his wand.
The burst of magical power instantly chopped it apart into a cloud of blood mist.
However, this still failed to stop it.
The blood mist directly passed through the stream of magic power and drilled into Link's body through every pore on his skin.
Unimaginable pain spread through his whole body. Link's vision went black, and he collapsed.