"Gasp!" At Gellert Grindelwald's words, all the Hogwarts students shuddered.
They truly had not expected Gellert Grindelwald's tongue to be so venomous.
Quite a few of them instinctively turned their heads and cautiously glanced at Snape, who was casting spells.
Although they all knew that defeating Voldemort was what mattered most, they could not help wondering... between this man and Snape, whose tongue was more vicious?
The corner of Voldemort's eye twitched. Naturally, Gellert Grindelwald's vicious words had wounded him.
Just as his expression twisted and he raised his wand at Gellert Grindelwald, several Magic Fireworks exploded before him again.
Using Magic Fireworks on a battlefield reminded Voldemort 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 surprise in his voice. "Why can you fly too?"
Dumbledore making flight possible through Animagus transformation was something he could barely accept.
But Fred and George were students—students who used Dungbombs, at that. That was something he could not accept at all.
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 stunned, Gellert Grindelwald seized the opportunity and swung his flaming sword down with tremendous force.
The flaming sword sent him flying backward. Then he saw Gellert Grindelwald actually pursue him—in a flying posture, with both feet off the ground!
"Is flying really that difficult?" A faint smile appeared on Gellert Grindelwald's lips, his tone carrying a touch of matter-of-factness. "It's just an ordinary spell!"
"Impossible! Impossible!" Voldemort did not even counterattack Gellert Grindelwald. He simply shook his head frantically, as though trying to fling everything before his eyes out