Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

But the anti-apparition effect of this shining pyramid-shaped cage is no worse than that of Hogwarts. Now he is trapped and unable to escape...

All he can do now is to pin his hopes on those Horcruxes, as long as there is a fish that slips through the net, he can make a comeback.

He has studied at least four ways to bring people in the soul state back to life, as long as there is one that slips through the net...

if only...

"Ah~"

The mournful howling sound echoed in the deep night, and Voldemort, who was chasing after Wang Xuebin, stopped in response, rolled and fell to the ground, smashing the stone-paved ground into cracks.

"Ow!!!"

Another sound...

Under the despairing eyes of the only two remaining Death Eaters, Voldemort was lying on the ground twisted in pain, his mouth opened so wide that he tore his own lip, and his hands were clutching around his body, he couldn't even hold his wand. live.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin, who turned into green smoke, finally stopped his figure, turned around, and stood on a lamppost.

He stretched out his left hand that had been clenched into a fist, and lying in his palm was the Slytherin pendant that Voldemort had always carried with him.

During the fight just now, he had quietly taken this pendant in his hand, and he was only waiting for this moment to come...

Wang Xuebin: "... Tom... goodbye..."

Professor McGonagall: "Voldemort! Die!!!"

Voldemort Tom Riddle: "NO!"

'Boom~'

There was a thunder, and a drop of rain rushed from the sky to the earth, and finished its short life...

The heavy rain fell, but it couldn't extinguish the blue flames. The flames burned not only the dirt on the ground, but also the end of an era.

Voldemort, pawn!

Chapter 559 The Sun Also Rises

The rain sprinkled on the ground. This was the first rain since the beginning of spring. In the rainy country of Britain, it was really late.

The rainwater seeped into the secret room hidden deep in the underground of Hogwarts along a deep crack, merged into a trickle, and flowed down slowly.

On the ground, Professor McGonagall was kneeling there, covering her face with her hands. Tears had already flowed along her fingers, mixing with the rain, washing away that battered heart.

In front of her, four horcruxes were placed in a mess, and each horcrux had an ugly scar.

The Ravenclaw crown, the Hufflepuff gold cup, the ring of the Gaunt family, and a dark diary. On the title page of the diary, there is a line written in gorgeous cursive script.

And the owner of that font, Professor McGonagall is very, very familiar with it, it comes from a person she trusts very much—Gu Yi!

"... Minerva... Minerva... are you okay?"

A weary voice came from the secret room, waking up the crying Mag. She subconsciously wiped away the tears on her face, and put the remains of several Horcruxes back into her pocket in a panic.

Only that diary, after hesitating for a moment, she slowly picked it up, tore off the title page, threw the title page with the writing on it into the pool beside her, and stuffed the diary into her pocket.

The title page didn't seem to have the slightest buoyancy, as soon as it fell into the water, it sank towards the bottom of the water.

The ink used to write the text gradually became denser with the rippling water waves, but the line of gorgeous cursive characters can still be vaguely seen:

"Justice only exists among those with equal strength. Among those with disparity in strength, the strong will do what they can, and the weak will suffer what they must!"

......

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Seeing that Professor McGonagall walked out unharmed, Dumbledore let out a long sigh of relief, and fixedly looked at her with blue eyes, with a flash of anticipation in them.

"It has been destroyed. The four horcruxes are all here. The rest is up to Gu Yi...professor..."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Dumbledore was completely relieved and didn't touch the pocket. He leaned back against a boulder, raised his head, and closed his eyes soothingly.

"...That's good...I believe Professor Gu Yi won't disappoint us..."

"Dun...Dumbledore...Professor..."

"Huh? What?"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's hesitant tone, Dumbledore opened his eyes curiously, and without moving, he just leaned against the boulder and looked over with a questioning expression.

"...Professor Guyi...I mean...do you really believe that Professor Guyi can defeat Tom?"

"Why do you ask that? Did Tom say something to you?"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and slowly sat beside Dumbledore, holding his knees with his hands:

"Albus...I'm a little scared...If, as Tom said, the wars in the wizarding world are all led by Professor Gu Yi...then what should we do?"

"Hahahaha... Minerva..."

Dumbledore on the side, after hearing Professor McGonagall's words, his eyes moved slightly, and then he laughed.

And Professor McGonagall beside him didn't notice Dumbledore's eyes, but frowned, looked at him with some dissatisfaction, and waited for his explanation.

"...I don't know what Tom said to you, but what I want to say is..."

As he spoke, Dumbledore raised his brows and winked playfully at Professor McGonagall.

"...If the war was promoted by Professor Gu Yi, then we would definitely not be able to see the dawn of hope so easily like today!

You should have understood the knowledge that Professor Gu Yi imparted to the children. Think carefully, if our enemy is Professor Gu Yi, do we really have room to fight back?

Also, I'm telling you a secret, please don't tell anyone else..."

"what?"

Seeing Dumbledore's pretending mysterious posture, the relaxed Professor McGonagall showed a smile on his face, let go of his hands, and imitated Dumbledore's appearance and leaned against the boulder behind him, with a sense of relief in his expression.

"I have fought against Professor Gu Yi..."

"Hmm~ How did it turn out?"

"...It's embarrassing, but I...lost badly..."

"... how miserable is it?"

"...If Professor Gu Yi hadn't been merciful, you probably wouldn't have seen me..."

"...Ha ha ha ha..."

"Minerva, how can you do this? I trust you to tell you this secret, and you are gloating?"

"...hahaha~ um~ sorry...I can't help it...the strongest white wizard of the era...lost to a young man in his twenties..."

"...oh... no... he's just young, but he's at least 30 years old..."

"...well...even at 30, he's still a lad..."

"...he was sneak attacking...that was my carelessness...didn't dodge..."

In the secret room, the last radiance was gradually extinguished, but the air was no longer filled with heaviness and depression, but the long-lost joy.

......

"professor!!!"

"professor!!!"

One after another shouts sounded, and Wang Xuebin, who was inspecting the corpses of the Death Eaters, raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw a few vigorous figures, riding a pair of broomsticks, flying towards here against the wind and rain.

"Professor! We are here to support you!"

Sirius was still sitting behind James Potter, with his hands raised above his head, waving excitedly. If it weren't for James' extraordinary talent in driving a broomstick, maybe Sirius' name would be added to the list of sacrifices.

"Hey! How are you here? How are the professors and other students?"

The broom flicked its tail and stopped in front of Wang Xuebin. The muddy water from the tail of the broom evenly splashed on Wang Xuebin's body.

"...oh...sorry...professor, I didn't mean to..."

With a sullen face, Wang Xuebin stretched out his hand to rub his face, took off the leaves on his head, squinted his eyes, looked at this rash duo, gritted his teeth and said:

"Is it just a few of you, what about the others?"

"...Uh... We were attacked. After repelling the Death Eaters, because we were worried about the safety of Professor McGonagall, we decided to send some of us who have learned apparation back to inquire about the news. If it's dangerous, take Professor McGonagall away..."

"Inquiring about news? Is this how you inquire about news?"

Wang Xuebin said, imitating Sirius, waving his hands and making exaggerated gestures.

"Did you learn all the lessons about espionage that I taught you in class?"

As Wang Xuebin said, he raised his hand to lead, and all the water stains on everyone's bodies were taken away, gathered into a water ball, thrown upwards, and turned into an umbrella shape.

"...And, pie? Who sent you? Did that professor make such an irresponsible decision, or did you little bastards make up your own mind..."

Obviously, the time between them was not too long, but when several students scolded the professor again, they still felt as if they were separated from each other.

Lupine on the side looked at the corpses all over the place, raised his brows lightly, and mustered up the courage to raise his head and interrupted:

"professor..."

"...Let me tell you...what's wrong?"

Hearing Lu Ping's words, Wang Xuebin finally stopped his mouth, turned his head, and asked with raised eyebrows.

"...professor...have we...won?"

Looking at the expectant expressions of several students, Wang Xuebin finally showed a bright smile on his gloomy face, that smile was so dazzling under the sunshine that pierced through the clouds.

"...yeah...we won...absolutely..."

"That...that..."

"...Speak up if you have something to say, don't want mother-in-law..."

"...Professor...I want to ask...Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall...are they...all right..."

"...they're...uh...broken...they're still buried..."

"what?!?!"

"No... what are you thinking?!

They're in the secret room... Hurry up and get them out! ! ! "

The sun is rising in the east, and the rain at Hogwarts is still falling, not only Fiendfire, but also the hot hearts of the children...

Chaoyang...

Chapter 560 We have won! (two in one)

"Hey, Longbottom is here, I found him!"

In an unfamiliar forest, a student shouted vigorously. Professor Flitwick, who heard the voice, hurriedly walked towards the direction of the shout, leaning on a wooden stick.

"...found it? How is he doing?"

"Fortunately... it looks... seems to be asleep... Longbottom... Longbottom..."

The student in the forest shouted and pushed Longbottom, trying to wake him up.

"...Um?"

Under his push, the lucky Longbottom opened his eyes full of confusion.Leaning on a tree branch, he asked ignorantly:

"...how...have we reached Beauxbatons...haha...ow~"

As he spoke, he stretched and yawned. With a movement of his body, he immediately fell from a tree branch two or three meters high.

"...Oops~"

I don't know whether it was luck or bad luck. Our Longbottom survived the most dangerous period unscathed, but he sprained his ankle because of getting up.

"...Hey..."

The classmate who was still on the tree saw Longbottom's performance, with a dumbfounding expression on his face, he shook his head and smiled wryly.

Professor Flitwick who rushed to see this scene heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head and smiled, and returned to the temporarily set up wounded area.

Including Longbottom, all the missing teachers and students have been found, but unfortunately... there are 96 familiar names, who have left them forever, and can't find their way home...

"...Professor... Black is back with news from Hogwarts!"

"What? Really?"