Bellatrix Lestrange had been keeping an eye on Neville's movements. The moment Neville threw the longsword, she cast a spell at him. "Shattering Roar!"
A vortex burst from the tip of her wand, the howling swirl dragging out blurred spiral patterns, and in the blink of an eye it slammed into the longsword hurtling toward her.
Neville did not even have time to dodge before the longsword was shredded by the vortex, and he was sent flying backward by its lingering force.
"Avada Kedavra!" Rodolphus Lestrange's Killing Curse lit up the Interrogation Room.
His Killing Curse was extremely unstable, nothing like Voldemort's precise one. Though its momentum was tremendous, it brushed past Neville as he flew backward and blasted a savage crater into the wall.
When Bellatrix Lestrange attacked Neville, a flash of anxiety crossed Alice Longbottom's eyes.
But she knew what mattered most. She hurriedly aimed her wand at Bellatrix Lestrange and lashed it out. "Immediate Reversal!"
Bellatrix Lestrange tried hard to steady her balance, but she was still struck by an invisible force. Like a top that had been whipped, her body began spinning in place.
Her feet simply could not find purchase. Her body tilted forward out of control and slammed heavily to the ground, leaving her unable to regain awareness and stand back up for the moment.
When Rodolphus Lestrange saw his wife attacked, he also aimed his wand at Alice Longbottom.
He knew the Killing Curse was difficult to control too, so he switched to casting a Blasting Curse. "Bombarda!"
"You bitch's dog!" Alice Longbottom's eyes were bloodred as she nimbly sidestepped the Blasting Curse.
The Blasting Curse struck the wall, but the shockwave it stirred up failed to shake her steps. She forcefully withstood the impact from the Blasting Curse, quickly straightened her back,