I, Hogwarts Second Week

Harry felt the wand pull his hand aside like some kind of huge magnetic force.

He half-closed his eyes and saw a golden flame spurting out, followed by a loud bang and an angry scream.

He was blown away again.

His body rolled in the air, like a helpless leaf in the wind, floating high up, and then falling to the ground at a terrifying speed. He tried his best to adjust his posture, but the impact made him lose all control.

Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, and the sound of his body hitting the ground echoed in the open space. Harry felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He opened his eyes with difficulty, the world in front of him was spinning, and the pain came like a tide.

He felt that he was really unlucky.

This time, he must have broken a few ribs again. He could feel the pain in his chest that had just calmed down.

"Harry?!" Hermione's scream was very clear in the chaos.

She turned around almost immediately and attacked the two Death Eaters who tried to sneak attack them.

The spell flew, the arc flashed, and then there was a violent explosion.

The two Death Eaters suddenly became slick, neither attacking nor retreating.

They just deliberately dragged Miss Granger.

On the side, Owen was still frowning and thinking about what had just happened. In his perspective, Voldemort used the killing curse, and Harry used an unknown spell. The magic collided in mid-air, annihilated each other, and then suddenly exploded.

There was no time to think too deeply, the number of Death Eaters around suddenly increased - Owen had to draw out his energy to deal with these jumping clowns. On the other side - Dumbledore finally got rid of the entanglement of four or five Death Eaters and came back to Voldemort.

At this moment, Voldemort's face was very bad, his face was as dark as water, and his scarlet eyes stared at Harry not far away.

Just now, the wand in his hand actually lost control for a moment - although that feeling passed in the blink of an eye.

But this was absolutely intolerable for him. He could no longer tolerate failure. What he wanted was a foolproof success.

"Dumbledore—" He smiled grimly, with a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of contempt for his old rival. He looked at Dumbledore who stood in front of him again. He was a legendary figure who once dominated the magic world, but now he looked a little old and tired.

"What can you do when you are old and frail?" He mocked provocatively, his voice full of disdain and provocation. As he waved his hand, a ball of black flame appeared out of thin air, and then quickly transformed into a hideous skull, floating above his palm.

This skull seemed to be a vengeful spirit summoned from the darkest hell. Its eyes flashed with a faint red light, as if it could devour all life. It opened its fang-filled mouth and made a creepy squeak.

Suddenly, he waved his hand violently, and the skull quickly split into countless clones like a splitting cell. These clones surrounded Dumbledore, forming a dense sea of ​​vengeful spirits. They opened their ferocious mouths, screamed, roared, and launched a fierce attack on Dumbledore.

Faced with the sudden attack, Dumbledore did not show any panic. He frowned, waved his hand, and a blue shield quickly condensed in the air. This shield exuded a faint light, like a solid barrier, protecting Dumbledore.

When the skeleton clones hit the blue shield, there was no collision sound. Instead, there was a strange "clicking" sound, as if the skeleton was gnawing on a hard stone.

Voldemort smiled grimly.

The only remaining magic ring on his body suddenly appeared at Dumbledore's feet.

It turned out that the vengeful spirits in the sky were just a feint to attract attention. The real powerful one was actually the magic ring.

"Can you hide again like this?"

The golden magic ring floated on Dumbledore's chest like some kind of shackles.

In the sight of others, the old professor's arm holding the wand suddenly paused, and then slowly bent as if bound by some force.

The barely held shield was also shattered by the vengeful spirits.

"Avada--" At the moment when the shield was broken, Voldemort shot a killing curse.

The timing was just right.

At the critical moment, a whale-like sea beast jumped out, its huge and elegant body shining in the sun, and it jumped out with unstoppable momentum to block the attack. The whole body began to burn, like paper being ignited, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiaolin stood far away in the open space.

In her hand, the folding fan, the fan made of water flowed.

Facing Voldemort's fiery eyes, she did not feel how terrible it was.

His eyes were calm as water.

"It seems that you have a lot of helpers!" Voldemort's voice was like the cold wind in the cold winter, sharp and harsh, and his robes fluttered in the wind, as if cheering for his anger. He stretched out his slender and pale finger and pointed it at Dumbledore.

Then the golden ring around Dumbledore suddenly shrank. It was as if a heavy punch had hit him.

Dumbledore spat out a mouthful of blood.

And Voldemort laughed crazily, "What? Is that all you can do?"

The evil spirit did not disappear, but continued to eat away at Dumbledore's attack space.

He had once again condensed the Shield Charm.

But this did not improve his situation.

He was still in danger.

And Voldemort - he can use the killing curse a hundred times, a thousand times.

And as the magic ring on Dumbledore's body became more and more radiant, more and more powerful suppressive force appeared around him.

He was completely bound here, unable to disapparate—or even move.

Voldemort did not give Dumbledore another chance.

He shot out two more green lights at extremely fast speeds.

At the same time, a large number of resentful spirits were released, attacking all around indiscriminately.

It seemed that no one could help Dumbledore this time.

He has been cornered.

——

"Qiang Qiang——"

Suddenly a red flame appeared out of thin air.

The phoenix Fawkes suddenly landed in front of Dumbledore, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed a green light in one mouthful: it burned into a ball of flame and fell to the ground, small, wrinkled, and then Can't fly either.

At the same time, Grindelwald and Snape appeared on the battlefield.

Grindelwald used force field magic to deflect another killing curse.

Everything is in the blink of an eye.

"Severus—" Grindelwald shouted, "Take Fawkes, and Albus—"

As he spoke, he waved his wand widely, and a blue-white fire shield rose into the sky, while he quickly approached Voldemort.

Snape heard Grindelwald's order.

Without any hesitation, Snape appeared next to Fawkes like a bat in the night, waving his broad cloak. He grabbed the phoenix with a disgusted expression.

Then put it far away.

Then - "Expelliarmus"

The red curse passed through the resentful spirit and hit Dumbledore accurately.

"What?"

"What is he doing?"

Seeing this scene - not far away, Harry was stunned.

He was alive again.

But the injury didn't heal. He was still in pain all over his body, but he was able to stand up on his own.

Also having doubts with him was Grindelwald.

"You-" He looked even more in disbelief.

He didn't expect that Snape, who had followed him, would turn against him - he held the wand in his hand and controlled the fire shield to burn towards Snape.

But it was too late.

Voldemort appeared next to Dumbledore - the evil spirits were tearing at his body.

But he showed no pain, even though the Elder Wand in his hand had disappeared - facing Voldemort, he just stared at him weakly.

"I'm at my wits' end. Dumbledore." Voldemort smiled.

He won, completely.

Although there are still some unknown problems, he feels that those can be solved in the future.

For now - no one can stop him anymore.

"Well done, Severus," he said.

With a raise of his hand, all the blue and white flames surrounding Snape were dispersed.

"Master—" Snape lowered his head and whispered.

"Traitor-" Harry saw this scene and wanted to rush forward and punch Snape in the face.

Hermione stopped him - because the Death Eaters around were still looking at them eagerly. Once the suppression is lost, those people will rush up to kill them without mercy.

Owen was also being pestered—these Death Eaters were very annoying—they had to either fight or leave, and they couldn't just do it more—pushing back and forth with him. He couldn't move away at all.

However - it's okay to devote some of your energy to paying attention to the battle situation over there.

And under the gaze of many people.

Voldemort took out a bunch of fleshy plants that looked like buds from his cuffs.

【Dead roots】

Everyone present could recognize that thing.

"Don't worry - this experience will be unparalleled." Voldemort said proudly.

Dumbledore didn't care what he had in his hands.

At this time, he was looking at Grindelwald from a distance.

For the first time, a look of pleading appeared on his blood-stained face.

"Gail (Gellert)——"

Grindelwald said nothing. He stepped forward and picked up the Elder Wand from a pile of rotten soil.

Then he roughly threw several curses at Snape, each shot was fatal.

Snape barely ducked out of the way.

Calling for his master.

Voldemort naturally responded to his servant's call with kindness.

He fired a curse, which hit Grindelwald who was still entangled with Snape.

But - the curse didn't hit him, but passed right through.

It was a phantom.

Phantom curse.

The next moment, Grindelwald's figure appeared in the other direction, occupying a high position.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The tip of the Elder Wand shot out a green light and hit Dumbledore squarely on the chest.

"No--"

Shouts and exclamations from all directions instantly drowned out the wails of the resentful spirits.

Everyone turned their attention here.

Shock - disbelief - fear, countless complex emotions were presented like a hodgepodge.

Dumbledore's body was like a big broken doll, slowly falling on his back and falling into the mud full of corruption.

Harry felt as if he had been hit by something, and felt fainting in his head.

This isn't happening - this can't be -

Hermione's shouts reached his ears, but he seemed to be petrified, staring into the distance motionless.

"Harry, get out of the way!"

The Death Eaters' curses were directed at him, and in the end, it was Coatl Ginny who came to help them and Ron who had just woken up from a serious injury who saved him.

But none of this mattered.

Dumbledore was dead!

Nothing could be more shocking than this.

Fear tore at the hearts of everyone present - some wanted to escape, and some wanted to rush up and die with Voldemort.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Take them away." At this time, Owen had to stand up and said to Hermione.

Let's talk about Dumbledore later.

Now we have to take the little wizards away first.

Harry and Ron were seriously injured, and the potion could not completely heal them.

They need to rest - at least several weeks to recover.

Sherlock jumped out of Owen's arms.

Hermione Apparated to their side. In her hand was a vain young bird.

Although it looked quite ugly at this time, it was indeed a phoenix.

Owen waved his crystal wand to cast a large-scale star shower.

A galaxy emerged from the tip of his wand like smoke.

In a few breaths, it covered the sky here.

Then the stars fell from the sky, hitting the ground and causing explosions.

"No - we can't just leave like this." Harry cried like a pleading, "We can't just leave."

"Help him, Owen. If you can, help him -"

Harry pointed to the distance - Grindelwald and Voldemort were fighting. And Dumbledore fell to the ground lifeless.

"I know -" Owen frowned and said, his heart could not suppress the anger.

He rubbed the head of Shilok, and the next moment, the palm-sized beast suddenly grew larger.

It expanded to the size of a small car in one breath.

"Go up -" he said.

Several people climbed onto Shilok's furry back.

Then they turned into wind and rain and ran under the star rain.

The blue light exploded around them.

Every flash was the sinking of the stars.

This is the end - but also a new life.

Countless vines spread out from under the feet of Hillock. It controlled those vines, suddenly rushed out from the ground, wrapped up Dumbledore, and then transported him from the ground.

Snape was blocking them.

Voldemort also gave up entanglement with Grindelwald.

Turned to deal with them.

"Bakar -" Owen shouted.

The dragon flying near his head spread its wings and released countless red lightning, spreading around them.

Hermione, Koyatel, and Harry also released the origin magic.

They all chose tacitly - Destruction Meteor.

Twenty controllable meteors surrounded Hillock.

For a while, Voldemort was helpless.

And this short time was still enough for them.

The last vine had been taken back by Hillock.

Ginny and Ron hurriedly grabbed their headmaster.

Then, the fur on the neck of the Zouwu below him shone brightly with golden light, and he raised his head and roared loudly. The space around him was broken open, and the Milky Way flashed above their heads. Hellock jumped into it with his teeth and claws bared.

The world was spinning.

Several people left this place.