Chapter 173: Master of Blasting – Ginny Weasley

    Cyrus''s wand circled quickly around him, and the flame dragon that had flattened the castle reached out its claw to press the black serpent into the ground.

    The massive impact instantly cracked the ground beneath, turning bricks into dust!

    "Sectumsempra!"

    Cyrus slashed with his wand, and invisible blades severed the heads of several other serpents, leaving mirror-like smooth cuts!

    Clang—!

    The blades flew but were all blocked in front of Voldemort.

    On the other side, Wormtail, fleeing with Harry, dared not stop for a moment.

    He rode a broomstick, weaving through the dense forest, with McGonagall and the others following from a distance.

    They hadn''t brought brooms with them, and though Wormtail''s was an old model, it was still faster than what they had.

    "Put Harry down, you scummy bastard!" Sirius shouted without hesitation. He ran while transforming into a lean, long black dog, sprinting swiftly through the snow-covered forest.

    He wasn''t as fast as Wormtail but was much more agile.

    It was extremely difficult for Pettigrew to fly in the woods, not to mention that he was carrying Harry, a very unruly boy.

    McGonagall, being older, couldn''t keep up with their antics. She waved her wand, and the thick snow at their feet suddenly rose, forming several white, crystalline horses.

    They grabbed the reins and began to chase Wormtail!

    Spells flew back and forth between the two sides, with everyone trying to keep low, fearing a direct hit from the other''s spells.

    Wormtail was nearly frantic, continuously casting the Killing Curse behind him. The green spells flew in rapid succession, several times narrowly missing Sirius and landing in the snow at his feet.

    A few of his spells almost hit Flitwick, but fortunately, Flitwick''s small stature helped him avoid death. However, his white horse wasn''t as lucky; a graze from the spell instantly drained its life, causing it to disintegrate into a pile of scattered snowflakes.

    Flitwick rolled on the snow in a panic, ending up completely buried.

    The more Wormtail ran, the more he felt his chances of escape increasing. An old-style broomstick was incredibly useful in such a situation!

    "Avada Kedavra!"

    In his Animagus form, Sirius found it difficult to retaliate. At this moment, Wormtail fired another spell, which exploded at Sirius''s feet, sending ice and snow flying. Though Sirius wasn''t hit, the ground beneath him gave way, causing him to fall into the snow.

    A clear voice echoed through the forest, followed by a brilliant flash of red light!

    Boom!!!

    The entire forest seemed to shake. The explosion sent a gust of wind mixed with snowflakes like sand, sweeping past Sirius''s astonished gaze.

    Wormtail was dead—

    In the distance, a red-haired girl on a broomstick still held her wand aloft.

    She was very pretty, but her expression was as cold as iron.

    Sirius couldn''t believe that such a powerful Blasting Curse had come from a young girl.

    If the lower-tier Death Eaters had this kind of power, their casualties back then would have increased by at least ten percent.

    Beside her was a tall, skinny red-haired boy with freckles on his face. His mouth was wide open, staring at the girl. Sirius recognized him as Ron, one of Harry''s best friends and a member of the Weasley family.

    "Are you crazy? What if you had hit Harry?"

    "Stop whining, I had my aim," Ginny retorted, giving him an annoyed look. She then dived down on her broomstick, scooping Harry out of the snow.

    Ron hurriedly followed on his Nimbus 2000.

    "Sorry, Sirius, we opened the gift you sent Harry a bit early," Ron said apologetically, though it was Ginny who was now riding the Firebolt.

    "It''s alright, thanks to you two, otherwise Harry and I would be in real danger."

    Sirius struggled to stand up and took Harry from Ginny''s arms. "How did you get here?"

    "I managed to contact Mr. Cyrus, but I was still worried, so Ginny came up with an idea," Ron explained, glancing at the owl circling overhead.

    He had found them by following the owl Cyrus had sent.

    Ginny ignored their conversation and, with a cold expression, looked at Black:

    "Where. Is. That. Fucking. Cyrus?!"

    "Ginny you shouldn''t cur—"

    "Shut Up!"

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