"Hiss!" At Gellert Grindelwald's words, all the Hogwarts students shuddered.
They truly had not expected Gellert Grindelwald's tongue to be so vicious.
Quite a few of them instinctively turned their heads and cautiously glanced at Snape, who was casting spells.
Although they all knew defeating Voldemort was the more important matter, they could not help wondering... compared to Snape, whose tongue was more venomous?
The corner of Voldemort's eye twitched. Naturally, Gellert Grindelwald's vicious words had hurt him.
Just as his expression twisted into a snarl and he raised his Wand at Gellert Grindelwald, several more Magical Fireworks exploded before him.
The use of Magical Fireworks on the battlefield made Voldemort think of two students.
He turned his head slightly, glancing at Fred and George from the corner of his eye.
"Why?" Seeing the two figures hovering in midair, he could no longer suppress the astonishment in his voice. "Why can you fly too?"
Dumbledore had made flight possible through Animagus transformation, and that was something he could barely accept.
But Fred and George were students—students who even used Dungbombs. This was something he absolutely could not accept.
Dumbledore was Dumbledore, after all. But these two students... these weaklings in his eyes—what gave them the right to grasp the secrets of flight too?
While he was distracted, Gellert Grindelwald seized the opportunity and swung his flaming sword down hard.
The flaming sword sent him flying backward. Then he saw Gellert Grindelwald actually pursuing him, in a... flying posture with both feet off the ground!
"Is flying really that difficult?" A faint smile curled at Gellert Grindelwald's lips, his tone carrying a touch of matter-of-factness. "It's just ordinary magic!"
"Impossible! Impossible!" Voldemort did not even counterattack Gellert Grindelwald. He merely shook his head wildly, as though trying to throw everything before