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Chapter 1491: A Huge Loss
Chapter 1491: A Huge Loss
He's dead! At this moment, Voldemort felt something was terribly wrong. Why had Grindelwald thrown his wand to him? Was this some form of charity?
Voldemort felt nauseated, as if he had swallowed a fly, unable to comprehend how things had turned out this way.
Had Grindelwald just committed suicide? Was he trying to spite Voldemort in his final moments? Countless thoughts flashed through Voldemort's mind as he looked at the wand that was about to be engulfed by the flames. He reached out and summoned the wand to his hand.
Voldemort caressed the wand and murmured, "Is this the legendary Elder Wand?"
As if to confirm whether this "Elder Wand" was as extraordinary as the legends claimed, Voldemort waved it gently. A surge of invisible power suppressed the raging magical flames, but Voldemort's expression turned ugly as he used it. He could clearly sense that this was just an ordinary wand, no different from the one he had taken from Dumbledore's tomb, and far inferior to his previous wand made of yew.
Why wouldn't the Elder Wand unleash its power? Why wouldn't it perform miracles for its master as the legends claimed? Or perhaps... this wasn't the true Elder Wand at all.
Despite the torrent of thoughts in his mind, Voldemort did not discard the wand he had obtained with so much effort until he could confirm its authenticity.
Especially now that his thoughts were in disarray, he needed to calm down and organize his thoughts.
His intuition told him that he might have been played, and the only ones daring enough to do so were either Albert Anderson, that Muggle-born, or Dumbledore.
Otherwise, Grindelwald wouldn't have said those final words: "You can't beat him, nor will you ever be able to! There are things you don't understand."
Damn that Sphinx! Voldemort wished he could drag Grindelwald's body out and whip it, but unfortunately, the old man had died cleanly, even scattering his own ashes.
Let's get out of here! Voldemort did not want to stay any longer. As he walked towards the breach that Grindelwald had blasted open, intending to leave Nurmengard Tower, he noticed the black firebirds perched on the tower. Finally, he realized what the old man had done.
Damn it! His Death Eaters and the recently freed prisoners were still inside the tower.
Voldemort couldn't even begin to imagine how many were still alive.
He had been outplayed! This feeling was unmistakable. It had to be the doing of that Muggle-born, Albert Anderson. Only he would enjoy playing such a trick.
Voldemort had little hope that many had survived. As he looked at the newly acquired wand, he suddenly felt like discarding it.
The ferocious Devil's Fire gradually extinguished under Voldemort's wand, regardless of whether his Death Eaters were still alive. He had to do it.
It was fortunate that Voldemort did so, otherwise, the unlucky few who were still struggling inside the prison would have likely perished within its walls.
As for the prisoners who had just been released, those who hadn't escaped the tower in time were burned to death.
Only a minuscule number of Dark Wizards managed to survive, and that was only because Grindelwald had just started the fire. If it had been left to burn longer, there probably wouldn't have been any survivors.
However, as the disheveled and embarrassed Dark Wizards gathered around Voldemort, intending to leave Nurmengard, they saw Voldemort looking up at the sky. Instinctively, they followed his gaze and saw countless spells raining down on them, engulfing both them and the Nurmengard Prison behind them.
The Aurors of the International Confederation of Wizards had originally planned to slack off and let Voldemort leave with the prisoners of Nurmengard Prison. However, they were ultimately persuaded by Kingsley.
Regardless of whether they wanted to offend Voldemort or not, they couldn't change the cruel fact that the two sides were enemies.
Rather than idly standing by and letting the prisoners of Nurmengard escape under their noses, it was better to take advantage of the anti-Apparition wards surrounding Nurmengard and ambush them.
Before those vicious prisoners could retrieve their wands, it was best to eliminate them and prevent them from causing more trouble for the various Ministries of Magic.
The prisoners of Nurmengard were undoubtedly filled with hatred, and they would seek revenge once they were free.
Voldemort would surely welcome any distraction for the Ministries of Magic.
For the sake of their families... no, for the sake of their own Ministries, for the peace of the entire European magical community, the Aurors would not allow this to happen. They feared no one, not even the immortal Voldemort. Their plan was to eradicate the prisoners of Nurmengard, a much simpler task than killing Voldemort.
As for Voldemort, they acknowledged his power, but faced with a large number of Aurors, even he would have to retreat, especially when caught in an ambush.
This ambush undoubtedly brought disaster to the Dark Wizards who had not yet recovered from the previous events. Regardless, seeing countless spells raining down from the sky was a terrifying sight.
Before they could fully react, the deafening explosions rang in their ears. Fortunately, Voldemort pulled them away in time; otherwise, many Dark Wizards would have perished along with the collapsing Nurmengard Tower under the indiscriminate bombardment.
Yes, Nurmengard had fallen.
Usually, even under heavy bombardment, this sturdy wizard prison would remain unshaken. However, after being ravaged by the fierce fire, the protective magic within the prison had been destroyed, leaving it vulnerable to the onslaught of Dark magic.
The Aurors were typically chosen for their exceptional abilities, and this time, Aurors from half of Europe had gathered for the safety of all.
This was their confidence in facing Voldemort.
Without any exchange of words, they unleashed lethal spells upon meeting, for the conflict between the two sides had reached a point of no return. There was no room for holding back, and it was best to take down Voldemort directly, even if they couldn't kill him permanently. It would buy time for everyone, and they believed that by the time Voldemort resurrected again, Anderson would have found a way to defeat him.
Thanks to Kingsley, the Voldemort expert, for his advice.
When they arrived, they coincidentally witnessed the blazing Nurmengard Prison.
With a bit of thought, they realized that this fire wasn't set by Voldemort. From the time they received the alert to their arrival, Voldemort didn't have enough time to release the prisoners of Nurmengard.
He wasn't foolish enough to set the place on fire, especially with his people still inside, and with Devil's Fire no less. This was clearly an attempt to destroy the wizard prison.
Regardless, it presented a good opportunity for the Aurors, so they seized the moment and made their move against Voldemort.
After all, someone else would bear the blame.
(End of Chapter)
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