Harry Potter: Martial Arts Professor at Hogwarts

Purple flames licked the air, and everything enveloped in it became distorted.

The originally bustling third project became a mess, with traces of magic everywhere on the ground.

Pieces of turf were lifted up by magic, and twisted as if they were torn out by sharp claws.

"It seems I came at the right time!" Grindelwald came to Dumbledore's side, "It's really rare... they can actually resist for so long?"

He thought of the crescent moon pendants on those people's chests and said thoughtfully: "Is it because I can't hold the wand, or is that jewelry extraordinary?"

"Your magic is still excellent. There must be something wrong with that jewelry!" Dumbledore responded, "It's so weird... Why can it be done to this extent?"

At this moment, they heard the screams of MACCA staff erupting from the flames.

These Magic Congress staff tried desperately to struggle, but could not do anything. Their bodies even went through the process of drying up and then disappearing.

Looking at the robes that were finally left on the ground, Dumbledore and Grindelwald suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in their hearts...

"The Deathly Hallows... are both part of the God of Death and the beacon left by the God of Death in this world..." Sato walked towards the clothes in front of him.

He groped very carefully, and took out a wand, a stone, and a cloak.

"Dumbledore...actually faked his death?" Sato looked out of the flames with regret, "It's a pity...they don't know what they are about to face."

He placed the three Hallows on the ground, took the Triwizard Tournament trophy from his compatriots, and placed it between the three Deathly Hallows.

Facing the four items in front of him, he was so excited that his lips trembled. In the end, he slapped himself twice to barely restrain the trembling.

He cast a cutting spell to cut his palm in half, and the finger parts fell directly into the trophy.

Although the blood was still gushing out, there was no look of pain on his face. Instead, it was filled with the fervor of a martyr, and his lips kept moving and mumbling words.

The Triwizard Tournament trophy burst into blood-red light, the originally clear cup body became turbid, and the sky beyond the flames turned blood-red.

"What kind of ritual magic is he performing!" Dumbledore's face turned serious, "We must stop him!"

Faced with the sudden change in the sky, he and Grindelwald made a prompt decision and both pointed their wands at the flame cage.

But in the blink of an eye, the flame cage had dissipated, but the blood-red color in the sky became even more serious, and a slightly fishy blood rain also fell.

"Be careful! Don't touch these raindrops!" Grindelwald shouted immediately, and a tent completely made of magic had taken shape.

"It's so weird! It's beyond magic... How could this happen?" He watched the raindrops pass through the tent, and when they were about to fall on his and Dumbledore's heads, they drifted away again.

"That trophy is collecting rainwater...what exactly is this rainwater?" Dumbledore said with a bit of surprise in his tone, and at the same time, a beam of light flew out from the tip of the wand.

Not to be outdone, Grindelwald also shot out a powerful magical beam of light, heading straight for the Triwizard Tournament trophy.

The two magic light pillars came together and turned into a big golden bird, making a loud sound. Every time it flapped its wings, it would bring up a gust of wind.

"Avada Kedavra!"

At this moment, a group of people covered in black robes appeared, and the leader was Voldemort.

He waved his wand, and a green life-killing curse flew out, instantly making the golden bird shrink a lot.

Those Death Eaters also took action at the same time, and finally completely defeated the golden bird.

"What an amazing power!" Voldemort faced Dumbledore and Grindelwald, "It's hard for me to deal with even one Dumbledore...and now there's another one?"

Dumbledore and Grindelwald said nothing, and both used their abilities to cast spells silently.

The majestic magic power erupting from the tip of the wand represents their thoughts at the moment - don't force them to do anything, just do it directly!

There was a hint of astonishment on Voldemort's face, but he had already waved the wand in his hand, and fired several life-killing curses at the same time, finally resisting the attack.

He panted and shouted to the side: "Great Elder! Why don't you take action? Now there are changes, they have one more person!"

"If you don't take action now, how are you going to deal with it when Kong Nuo actually appears? Why not take advantage of the moment and work together to deal with them first!"

Voldemort discovered that everything was different from what he planned. Even the person who told him the plan, Smith, had disappeared.

The only friendly force left in Hogwarts now is the short wizard named Sato.

However, he noticed the aura in the Triwizard Tournament trophy, the aura of extreme chaos and distortion... The development of things seemed to be increasingly unpredictable.

"That's right, there are indeed changes." The great elder nodded, and a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from his body.

At this moment, he was like a bolt of lightning, moving back and forth among the Death Eaters, accompanied by a series of explosions.

Before Voldemort could react, all the Death Eaters following him had fallen.

"You...you..." Voldemort's head was a little confused at the moment, and he was speechless for a while.

"Well, it's just what you think...or maybe your memory is not good enough." Kong Nuo slowly walked to the great elder.

The great elder turned into a golden light and merged directly with him, "Have you thought about it? In fact, he and I are the same person."

Voldemort stuttered a bit and asked incoherently: "This...this...is...what kind of magic? You...he...ah?"

"There's no way... who asked me to be responsible for solving everything?" Kong Nuo sighed, shook his head slightly and said, "I've shown my cards, in fact, I am him!"

"Actually, I did want to have a good time...for example, fight to the death with the elder...and then make you feel that you have a chance to win, and finally reveal your identity."

"It's a pity that there seems to be no such time now. After all, there are too many unexpected things... and it also involves some unexpected things."

"Damn it! Damn it!" Voldemort's eyes flickered, looking in the direction of Sato for a while, and then staring at Konno with a malicious look.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald breathed out, and they pointed their wands at Sato again. The surging magic made those behind them retreat.

Two thick beams of magic light flew out instantly, and at this moment Voldemort did something that surprised everyone.

He flew towards the two beams of light, with a bit of determination and madness in his eyes.