Anti-Flight Jinx
"Very good," a shadow crossed Morgan's eyes, but a sweet smile graced her lips. "As expected of the person chosen by my descendant. I'm not surprised at all by your answer."
Skylar was right. Although Morgan's bloodline descendant possessed a remarkably strong will, her strength was far too weak. After slowly wearing her down over time, Schelling had completely seized control of the body, gaining ninety percent of the initiative, and had also absorbed all of Meredith's memories. This was why she was able to arrange for Skylar to be brought to this cemetery so smoothly.
This is because, although she had never met Skylar, she had already deduced Skylar's personality from Meredith's memories, and thus was able to grasp the weaknesses in Skylar's personality.
Everyone thought that after being firmly rejected by Skylar, she would turn her attention to Voldemort, but unexpectedly, she did something that surprised everyone.
"And what about you?" Morgan turned his attention to the eight remaining Death Eaters. "Anyone who isn't a fool can see that you have no chance tonight—your comrade Selwyn has made the informed choice. Now, I'm generously giving you a second chance. What's your answer? Selwyn, do you have anything to say to your former companions?"
By this time, Selwyn, who had escaped Voldemort's Killing Curse, had regained his composure. Judging from the performance these two adults had shown so far, they did indeed have the strength to contend with Voldemort, and in a two-on-one situation, they might even have an absolute advantage. Although he had been accepted into the Shadow of the Magic Dragon because of his wife, he was still a newcomer, and this was the perfect opportunity for him to establish his first merit.
He hurriedly said, "Corban! Claude! You two come here quickly, along with your affiliated families—the adult's organization is actually the Shadow Dragon—the legendary Shadow of the Magic Dragon, originating from the medieval Avalon School, an existence that can rival the legendary Merlin. Our Pure-blood families need a leader with such a legacy!" He still held Voldemort in awe and never dared to say the second half of the sentence, "Instead of continuing to follow that Half-blood with no background."
As expected, the Death Eaters made a soft rustling sound, clearly showing some interest.
Yaxley quickly took the first step.
The choice wasn't difficult. Apart from a few fanatics like Antonin and Bellatrix, most Death Eaters didn't actually have much affection for Voldemort. Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to betray him and sever ties with Voldemort the instant Voldemort appeared to be dead.
Ultimately, following Voldemort is all about maintaining the class monopoly held by Pure-blood families, and it's all about personal gain!
To put it bluntly, all of this is based on the premise that Voldemort's ideology aligns with their interests and that Voldemort possesses the necessary power.
The current situation is that Voldemort can't even handle a Malfoy family boy, and is even subtly being suppressed. Yaxley, who has risen to the Patriarchal position of a powerful Pure-blood families, is no fool. Anyone with eyes can see that Voldemort's power is waning, while the opposing camp has two figures who appear to be archmages, and a full 100 dark wizards of equal strength to himself following him.
Now that the other party has extended an olive branch, if we don't seize this rare opportunity to jump ship, we'll truly be sinking with Voldemort's wrecked ship.
After Yaxley walked safely to Selwyn's side, the other seven Death Eaters followed suit, even Peter Pettigrew trembling as he approached Selwyn. Only Avery's corpse remained beside Voldemort, lying on the ground.
In the somber moonlight, Voldemort stood alone, expressionless, facing the wind. The night wind rustled against his face and black wizard robes, creating a desolate scene.
"Lord Voldemort," Morgan said with a seductive smile, her eyes sparkling, "Look at yourself now. You're all alone—even if you and Skylar join forces, you're no match for us. Besides, can't you see that Skylar is injured and can barely protect himself..."
"Our organization always welcomes talented individuals like yourself, just as I said before—" Morgan said calmly, "We could have intervened when you two were locked in a life-or-death struggle, and frankly, the situation would have been far more advantageous for us. The reason we chose to intervene at the very moment before your decisive battle is because we value the two of you as rare talents. I hope you won't be ungrateful..."
"Moreover," Morgan revealed a sly smile, "under the effect of the anti -Apparition array, you have no chance—"
"Hmph," Voldemort sneered, "You think you can trap me with a mere Anti -Apparition? You underestimate me far too much."
"Heh, I haven't even finished speaking yet," Morgan chuckled. "Compared to this mysterious Skylar Malfoy, I must say, your intelligence is far too easy to gather—you're planning to rely on Unsupported Flight to break through the array's range, aren't you? But since we already know about this ability of yours beforehand, do you think we'd be foolish enough to give you that opportunity?"
Voldemort frowned. He had witnessed enough bizarre magic tonight, and he couldn't tell whether the other party was genuinely confident or just bluffing.
To everyone's surprise, it was Skylar who spoke first.
"No doubt about it, she's telling the truth..." Skylar's eyes were coldly fixed on Morgan. "It's Anti-Flight Jinx. We were both Silencio cursed with this spell the moment we made our move— Unsupported Flight magic, we probably can't even cast the most basic Levitation Charm..."
The Anti-Flight Jinx, a spell not named in the original books, was supposed to be one of Voldemort's signature abilities.
This curse-type magic does not require a wand, nor does it emit the kind of light commonly seen when casting spells. It can be cast simply by reciting a long incantation in a low, almost inaudible voice. The only limitation is that the caster's gaze must be firmly fixed on the target during the process of planting the curse.
When Harry was in his first year of high school, it was Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, who planted this curse on him. Harry almost fell off his Broomstick. Fortunately, the quick-witted Hermione accidentally set Snape's robes on fire, causing a commotion that successfully blocked Quirrell's view and interrupted his spellcasting, thus saving Harry from serious injury.
(Note: The principle behind Broomstick is that they are imbued with a flight spell, and they are also affected by Anti-Flight Jinx.)
Although this magic was concealed and its execution was difficult to detect, that was only true for the trio of Harry, and Memphis.
Skylar and Voldemort were arguably among the most powerful wizards in the world. It was unlikely that even if Morgan secretly planted Anti-Flight Jinx on either of them, they would have sensed it the moment Morgan uttered the first syllable of the spell.
The problem was that Morgan's timing in casting the spell was too perfect.
That was the crucial moment when Skylar and Voldemort decided to launch their decisive attack.
At that moment, both of them were completely focused on themselves and each other, immersed in their spellcasting duel without any distractions, and were completely unaware of the third party taking advantage of their vulnerability.
Voldemort sensed it for a moment and confirmed that Skylar's words were true. His expression changed drastically again. Having lost his two Apparition and Unsupported Flight, his chances of relying on his strength to fight his way out had dropped to less than 10%.
"Now..." Morgan said smugly, "What's your decision, Voldemort... sir, hmm?"