The Last Goodbye

The outside world is changing with each passing day. Grindelwald still held his wand in his right hand, but stretched out his left hand toward him, "Come here."You still have a chance. "

Albus looked at him from a distance, curiously, "You know what? The thing that surprised me the most is that you are really more patient than before. No wonder you can control it so well."

"You compliment me more than before." Grindelwald still didn't let go, "Since you love me so much, why don't you come over?"

Albus looked confused so, "…I didn't say I love you."

"And do you hate me, old friend?"

"No more than hating myself."

"I like that answer." Grindelwald smiled confidently. "I've changed my mind, little bird..."

He suddenly waved his hand, and the Elder Wand swept out, turning into golden light that covered the sky.

The night sky was illuminated like day. A huge cage appeared around Albus.It shone like gold, woven from canary feathers.The cage pressed down from all directions, overwhelming mountains and seas, with momentum like a rainbow.At such a critical moment, the white wizard was still amazed by the enemy's gorgeous magic and slipped away - Albus thought to himself that his final fate might be that he was inadvertently killed by a simple while admiring the opponent's magnificent and exquisite magic Killed by the curse.

You have to concentrate.

This is a duel, not a flower arrangement competition.

You can't always marvel at your opponent's superb skills.

The blue-eyed wizard took a deep breath, stared silently at the approaching cage, and after a blink of an eye, swung his wand, drawing a cross in the air.For a few seconds, nothing happened, and the golden cage was still rapidly closing towards him. Grindelwald stood watching from a distance. He was about to catch this beautiful little red bird.

Clang!

The cage stopped squeezing inwards.

It was held up by two golden beams, one running across the top and bottom, and the other piercing through the front and back—they were originally part of the cage, but now they were separated from its structure, supporting a huge golden cross.The golden light and the golden wire kept rubbing against each other, creaking and creaking.

Use your son's spear to attack your son's shield.

Neither the gold thread nor the golden light could move an inch.

The Elder Wand is too powerful.

You can't fight it.

You have to find a way to understand it, analyze it, use it.

Professor Dumbledore was suddenly thankful that it was useful to stay away from power and struggle, and to immerse yourself in the most subtle spells and the most profound laws day in and day out.His enemy is a brilliant diamond, but he is just a goose egg in a stream, so he can't face each other head-on, he can only use his strength to fight.The golden cage was still creaking, Grindelwald suddenly hit with both hands, slap!The middle of the golden cage was broken, and the golden wires were like broken strings, suddenly pulled towards the center, the surrounded white wizard quickly cast a spell to resist, blasting the magic power out of the body, abruptly breaking the surrounding roots thin line.

Albus missed one.

With a whoosh, the golden thread strangled his neck.

Grindelwald pulled his hand, and his opponent immediately staggered a step——Albus realized that the other end of the golden thread was held by the enemy.The golden thread wrapped around his throat, rubbing vaguely against his arteries. Grindelwald would have decapitated himself with a little effort. "Beg for mercy, little bird." The black wizard still looked at him gently and smiled, "If you don't want to see your beautiful neck cut off." Albus raised his hand subconsciously, and the other party immediately tightened the silk thread, and he felt uncomfortable. frown.

"Don't move." The enemy commanded condescendingly, "unless you want to die." The captive not far away was so obedient that he didn't move any more.The crystal blue eyes looked at each other calmly, and there was something bright and shiny in them. Grindelwald laughed. "You're trying to figure out how to escape, aren't you? I once had a kitten that looked like this every time I tried to escape."

"Harry is not your cat." Albus said calmly, "I'm not your bird either." He glanced at the thread that connected the two, "Besides, although your temper has changed, the first thing you can do is take the lead." The machine is still complacent—you shouldn't be holding the thread with your right hand."

Grindelwald froze for a moment.

When he realized it, the golden thread in his hand had covered the Elder Wand.The person in the distance said something, and with a whoosh, his wand came out of his hand and flew towards the opponent.

damn it!

Grindelwald took a hard step forward and grabbed it!Immediately afterwards, he quickly cut himself off from the enemy, but Dumbledore waved his hand the moment the gold wire snapped—

A lot happened in the next few seconds.

One end of the broken golden thread turned into Fiendfire, and the other end turned into a blade.Both of them use the right hand holding the wand to perform the ultimate move, but only use the left hand to cast non-wand magic resistance.Naturally, none of them could block the opponent's attack.Fiercefire seared Grindelwald's right hand black, and the blade slit Dumbledore's throat, nearly severing his artery.

Grindelwald quickly switched his wand to his left hand, and slashed straight down. With a click, a bolt of purple electricity pierced the night sky, and struck the top of the enemy's head.At the moment when it was about to be pierced by it, Albus suddenly stretched out his arms and turned counterclockwise. A huge mirror was propped open in his arms, and lightning slammed into it, making a ninety-degree right angle, and went straight to A dark wizard not far away.

This was totally beyond Grindelwald's expectations.

His opponent had found a pattern - Albus knew that he couldn't resist the power of the Elder Wand, so he returned the spell that had hit him intact.The dark wizard dodged sideways, bright purple arcs chipping off a lock of his hair.The lightning was too close, and the scorching air brushed against his face, leaving sharp bloodstains. "You're difficult," he said through gritted teeth, and the Elder Wand jerked -- and the night around him surged darkly. Albus didn't have time to take a closer look, so he could only immediately deploy a shield wall.

boom!Something hit his barrier.bat? !

Where did it come from?

Amid the flapping of wings, he heard the voice of the enemy.

"You're out of luck, Birdie. Durmstrang is my home."

The steel shield in front of him was shattering and cracking, radiating cracks like spider webs. Albus thought quickly, and then made a decision that surprised even himself—he suddenly released his defense, and swarms of bats rushed forward, biting him frantically, but he didn't care about them at all, closing his eyes tightly, Relying entirely on magical perception, the wand swept out.

A red light shoots at the enemy.

Bats and night provided the best cover, and Grindelwald didn't react until it was so close.His opponent used an extremely simple range attack, discarding all the beautiful details and all the gorgeous camouflage, all the magic power condensed into a thin blade, like a piece of red paper from far to near, To put it bluntly, □□, lightning is too fast to cover one's ears, nothing but speed and strength.

Grindelwald didn't have time to resist it, he didn't even think he could stop it - the moment he saw the spell hit, he almost thought it was his own magic.While thinking this way, he fell to the ground, barely avoiding the opponent's rough and cold two-dimensional blow with the help of gravity.He waved his wand in the howling wind, and the moment the elderberry split the air it was like a steel whip.

The surrounding wind turned into a shadowless dragon, galloping and rolling, heading straight for Albus's face.The white wizard had already broken through the attack of the bats, and burned them to pieces with a sea of ​​fire.In the vast black night and the cold silver moon, Dumbledore was surrounded by blue flames that dyed the sky, and his long red hair turned into a purple haze behind him.

Grindelwald watched raptly as he fell.

His gale has swept away, and the opponent's flames are chasing down.The hurricane was about to touch the tip of the white wizard's nose, but Albus gave up his defense again. He didn't pay attention to the spell that was attacking him, and aimed his wand at the falling enemy——

"Colligatio!!"

Countless sand and stones spewed out from the ground, and with the assistance of the acceleration of gravity, swallowed the black wizard who was entangled in flames. Albus himself was also swept to the ground by the strong wind, like a dead leaf torn by the air current, barely resisted with the slowing spell so as not to fall to pieces.Plop!He felt that his internal organs were almost shattered.The white wizard struggled to crawl out of the ruins, dragged his body forward, and repaired the broken bones while coughing up blood.

He managed to get to the side of the enemy buried alive.

Grindelwald was covered in layers of ruins, as dead and motionless. Albus wanted to catch his breath and raise his wand again, but a golden light burst out from the mound in front of him, and he instinctively threw himself on the ground—boom!The heat brushed against his scalp and nearly set his hair on fire.The next moment he had turned his face up and swung his wand vigorously.

There is no need for defense.

It doesn't matter whether the bone is broken or the wound is bleeding, as long as he still thinks about defense, he will never be able to defeat the enemy.If you want to win, you have to give up something, there is no other way.The flying sand and gravel scraped over his arm, leaving a bone-scaring wound, and Dong Qingmu stabbed at the source of magic power in a cloud of blasting smoke—