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As the battle progressed, Sirila began to gain the upper hand.

She constantly suppresses Bellatrix and puts the opponent in a passive defensive situation. The two wands whizzed brightly, and the floor at their feet became hot and cracked, as if to speak of the intensity of the battle.

Every encounter is accompanied by a collision of energy and a splash of sparks, which makes people can't help but be frightened.

As time passed, Cirella's teleportation frequency became more and more rapid, like a flickering silver light shuttling across the battlefield.

Bellatrix's dodging moves became more and more exaggerated, and she had to give up her attack and cast several [Iron Armor Charms] in a row before she could barely bounce or dodge Cirila's spell.

However, even with such embarrassment, her mouth was still unforgiving, trying to influence the enemy with vicious words: "Haha...... Do you love him very much, Auror baby, but alas, the man you love is going to die, and you can't do anything. "

When Sirila heard this, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she smacked her lips contemptuously, and shot back, "Tut-tut, that's really bad, old woman." It seems that it is not only your appearance that ages, but also your body...... Huh!"

"Eight-six-seven" she said, swinging a sword, the sharp edge of which grazed Bellatrix's feet—just one line away from costing the Death Eater her right foot forever.

The magic attached to the arcane sword burst out in an instant, and the powerful force made the ground full of cracks. Bellatrix couldn't dodge, her cheeks were scratched by the splatters of rubble, and the dust and rubble spilled all over her face, making her look embarrassed. This scene drew another laugh from Cirella.

Bellatrix shook her head angrily, trying to get rid of the dust and gravel on her face—she even suspected that she was hallucinating—as if she had heard some girl singing...... The voice was full of mockery and contempt.

Her hand couldn't help but touch her cheek, which had lost her former beauty from years of torture in Azkaban, and her eyes seemed to burst out with anger under the scattered curls. She roared angrily: "Little slut, I'm going to ruin your face and kill you again! What about being young?

Bellatrix cried out, her voice no longer infantile pretentious, jealousy and anger churning in her heart like a raging wave. She longed to use the [Drill Heart Curse] to torture the little slut in front of her tens of thousands of times, so that she could taste endless pain.

Although nearly a year of recovery has allowed Bella to regain some of her pre-prison beauty, she still has a deep lack of confidence in front of her, especially after seeing her opponents and Cirila's companions.

I don't know where Levine got so many talented and good-looking girls.

Cirila, who Bellatrix thought was both talented and beautiful, was like a dexterous swallow at this time, shuttling lightly through Bella's stormy attacks.

She flashed again, easily dodging the unforgivable curse. At this time, she was getting better, and she was at ease during the battle, and even had room to observe the changes in Bellatrix's expression, and to see her distorted expression.

Cirala began to taunt the Death Eater in a condescending tone, further influencing her state of mind: "Then you can try it, Bellatrix. I'm not like you, after all, I'm not married to anyone other than my lover. "

When she said this, her tone was full of contempt and disdain, and she looked at Bella as if she were looking at a poor clown.

This made Bellatrix gnash her teeth in anger, and she gasped loudly, her chest in her low-cut dress rising and falling violently. She threw a vicious curse and tried to put Cirela to death: "My master can kill him today!

Sirila furrowed her eyebrows, and used her wand to nimbly unravel the other's spell.

Then, as if remembering something interesting, a mocking smile rose at the corner of her mouth: "You yourself admit that Levine will marry me...... Oh, it's you, Bellatrix. Your master is so dismissive of you that it seems that you will never get the heart of your loved one. Levine never treated me like that, he had nothing but endless tenderness and affection for me. "

Her words pierced Bellatrix's heart like a sharp knife again, evoking the unwillingness of the female Death Eaters to love her for a long time.

The distance between the two is getting closer, and Sirila has clearly gained the upper hand.

She provoked Bellatrix with a ferocious attack that gradually drove the mad witch into the blue flames. Her smile grew brutal, and her eyes gleamed with a grim sparkle - she intended to use Levin's flames to burn the Death Eater witch in front of her to ashes.

If Voldemort really cared for Bellatrix, then her death would undoubtedly have a positive impact on Levin's duel.

Cirila calculated in her heart as she intensified her attack.

The name "Mystery Man" is the most sensitive sore spot in Bellatrix's heart. Cirella's words pierced her heart like a sharp dagger, not only touching her unspeakable unwillingness, but also arousing her strong jealousy of Cirella.

Bellatrix had thought that she and Cirila were equally pitiful souls, tricked by fate and plunged into darkness. However, now she realizes that she and Cirilla are far from the situation - Cirilla met the person who deserves her life at a young age, and they know and love each other and support each other.

Although the other party may have some flowers, in Bellatrix's eyes, this is a kind of warmth that she longs for but can't. She would rather Voldemort be an amorous man than face his ruthless and unforgiving appearance.

Jealousy raged like a burning flame in Bellatrix's heart. She finally understood why Cirela would let go of the opportunity to defeat her, all to provoke her and plunge her deeper into pain.

Anger and shame mingled, and Bellatrix shouted uncontrollably, "Rudolphus, you two fools, come and kill her!"

Just now, Rudolphus easily ignited an Auror petrified by Lucius with a fierce fire, and the crackling of the flames mingled with his laughter, which was particularly harsh.

"Look at your immature appearance, you just graduated, right?" Rudolphus sneered mockingly, his eyes revealing cruel pride, "It's pitiful, I'm afraid you're going to witness yourself being burned alive......"

Despite being in a noisy and chaotic battlefield, dozens of meters away, Rudolphus was like a loyal hound, keenly catching his wife's cries.

It was as if he had a most sophisticated spectrum analyzer installed in his mind, and he could accurately distinguish his wife's voice from it, no matter how chaotic the sounds on the battlefield.

When he heard his wife Bellatrix's cries for help, Rudolphs' face instantly turned pale. He jerked his head away, his gaze through the fog and confusion of the crowd, just in time to see his wife and the strange blue flames beside her.

His heart sank, as if he were being held tightly by a large, invisible hand.

"Bella, get away!" Rudolphus shouted hoarsely, his voice full of fear and anxiety, "that blue flame is ......"

In the moments of distraction, the young Auror, who had nearly been burned to death, was quickly saved by his companions.

At the same time, a flickering [Ice Arrow] whizzed by, almost grazing Rudolphs' forearm. He felt a biting chill hit him, and his arm was suddenly covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, as if lightly touched by the shadow of death.

Enraged, Rudolphus frantically waved his wand and unleashed a fierce attack on the entangled Auror squad. In a rage, he cast a [Fortune Curse] to wipe out the enemies in front of him.

However, his spell did not work as expected, and was cleverly blocked by one of the team's defenders.

Rudolphus didn't care that his [Curse] didn't really have an effect, he took advantage of the moment when his opponent was stunned, and hurriedly rushed in the direction of Bellatrix, who was still standing on the edge of the fire ring 2.5, his heart was full of anxiety and worry, at this moment he just wanted to rush to his wife's side as soon as possible and save her from the brink of danger.

Rudolphus finally squeezed to his wife's side, his ears filled with the taunts and confrontations of the two women, and after listening for a while, he finally understood what was going on.

He frowned, his gaze on the blue flames, wandering over the two sides in the center of the dueling arena, the disgust in his heart surging like a tide. However, he only hesitated for a moment before making the same choice he had always made – swallow it.

He resolutely stepped forward and pushed his wife closer to safety from the ring of fire. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Then, wielding his wand, he unleashed a fierce attack on Cirella, each spell fierce, as if to express his inner anger.

Lucius Malfoy, who was still masked, followed closely behind, and after making eye contact with Cirella, he joined in the attack without mercy. However, his spells don't seem to be too lethal, more like temptation and harassment. The occasional Curse of Destiny is always missed, or it loses its accuracy when aiming at the Aurors who are trying to break into the war zone to help.