Doomed to be an enemy

In Godric's Hollow, the tent that had just been removed reappeared in the wilderness.

The cylindrical duel field was built on a depression.Dense Roman columns support the solemn dome, and the stone looks desolate and haggard.Dense blood-red ancient runes were engraved on the edges of the duel venue and stands.

Saying a word here can have several seconds of echo.It is conceivable what kind of wave of frenzy would be set off when the crowd cheered and cursed at the same time.The field in the middle is wet soil, which was supposed to be watered with blood.

On September 23, the empty stands that accommodated nearly a thousand people were all full.The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix even mobilized hundreds of people to maintain order.The time for the duel was set at [-]:[-] a.m., and the rooms and tents in Godric's Hollow had already been booked two days ago—this made this quiet town completely lively, and the enthusiasm of the wizards for this duel was beyond expectation height of.

"Strength Inventory: Who is the Final Winner?" "

The second spark of darkness and light in this century (the first is detailed in the 15th edition)

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These newspapers and magazines are very popular in the tent camp, and reporters have booked their seats early, waiting to write a wonderful article that hits the spot.However, only 130 tickets were sold for the opening ceremony of this duel, and the price of ordinary seats on the black market has been raised to [-] galleons, and there is still no market.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The Flavia duel field is officially open today, and there are still 10 minutes before the opening time!" At [-]:[-], the duel field closed. "Now, the countdown begins!" Barty Jr. Crouch's voice echoed in the circular duel arena, and a huge green magic countdown was launched into the sky.There were shadowy figures standing on the hillside in the distance—they were wizards who didn't buy tickets, they looked at the closed gate with regret, and they rode brooms and flew to a higher position without giving up.

"what is that?!"

A golden halo of runes suddenly lit up in the middle of the field, setting off a gentle wind that blew across the stands—this suddenly weakened the chaotic voice. "It's Mr. Potter!" "Here he comes." The halo melted into the sunlight, revealing the scarlet robe underneath.

The buzzing and uproar accompanied by echoes were deafening.Stepping on the soft soil with non-slip dragon leather boots, Harry was stunned by this scene for a few seconds, his tense heart was beating like a drumbeat, and even the air seemed to become hot , his palms began to become sticky.

He was dueling Voldemort, not long after.

This fact made his mind go blank, every word was like a meaningless symbol connected together, really standing here, Harry wondered if he didn't feel any fear, restlessness, or worry - as if these things that made him irritable Like the tide receding, revealing what has always existed below...

Perhaps, they did lack a duel.Him, and Voldemort.

Taking a deep breath, Harry found himself looking forward to the fight.There is a beast in his heart that is gradually being awakened, and he silently stares at the gate on the other side, or the air.

Finally, at 58:[-], black mist precipitated from the air on the other side of the venue without a source. Unlike when Harry arrived, the cold air flow swept across the entire stand like a winter day, like Fear gripped his throat, and the noisy voice stopped abruptly.In the entire duel arena, there is only the sound of the wind——

It was two equally powerful magic forces colliding and rubbing against each other to burst out the airflow, whistling and whistling.Harry looked sharply at the man slowly emerging from the black mist with cold eyes. The ominous black robe seemed to spread from the darkness and be blown by the wind. Voldemort's white hands carelessly grasped the pale bones. With a colored wand, he took a few steps forward silently.

"Looks like it's about time." Voldemort raised his head and stared at the green clock that had disappeared into thin air when the countdown ended.The soft voice rang in almost everyone's ears, like a whisper from the darkness, making people frightened and suffocated.

"Before we start, I need to announce one thing." Voldemort watched Harry silently take out his wand, "A duel without rewards is meaningless." He paced around the boy silently like a snake, The black mist was attached to his robe, silent and mysterious. "Therefore, I decided to present a prize." Voldemort looked up at the silent stands, and chuckled lightly:

"The Elder Wand."

Although there was still no sound at all, Harry could feel that there was a real sense of suspicion and heat in the air.It didn't matter that Harry didn't know what the Elder Wand was. "I didn't prepare a prize," he said.

The young and peaceful voice flowed in the duel arena with the warm magic power, as if some kind of shackles had been untied, gradually buzzing voices began to sound. Voldemort laughed, charming and dangerous: "My manor will be built soon, if you lose, my boy..." He slowly approached, "Maybe I have the honor, and I look forward to your attendance at the dinner that day. he said softly.

"But such prizes don't seem to be equal." Harry couldn't help but said.He's not stupid, and the reaction in the stands is enough to prove that the "Elder Wand" is not an ordinary, ordinary thing. Voldemort's black eyes fixed on the boy, and the corners of his lips curled up silently.

"It's the same for me."

Harry heard the sound of taking pictures - he really admired the dedication of these reporters.He nodded, "I agree." His calm voice echoed in the duel arena, "Let's begin." The subtle voices in the stands also disappeared at this time.The air is like a string that is slowly being taut, and the tension takes your breath away.The boy's magic became sharp and hostile in an instant—this surprised Voldemort a bit. He stroked the yew wand in his hand, and stared at it thoughtfully with slightly narrowed eyes. own Harry.

"start."

he said softly.

Both men raised their wands almost simultaneously - as fast as they were moving!A series of explosions instantly pierced the silence, and then, the gong that symbolized the opening sounded at this time.Only then did the transparent protective net rise tremblingly to isolate the stands.

Harry adjusted his position quickly, but Voldemort turned into a puff of black smoke, much more flexible than him.He escaped a Cruciatus Curse, "Armor protects you!" "Armor protects you!" Harry chanted the spell hastily, and twelve irregular protective barriers stood up from the air, followed by dense bursts of explosions. The sound was like popping beans in a bamboo tube-obviously this trick could not last for a long time.

"Oh" and "ah" exclamations sounded from the stands, "Is that the armor curse?" "What a wide range!"

Shenfeng Wuying——

hiss!The sound of the air splitting alerted Voldemort - the two intersecting magic spells fell through, Voldemort summoned a shield, and a silver light hovered in front of him.Harry had seen it before, had used it when Voldemort fought Professor Dumbledore in the Ministry of Magic.but now--

Four, points, five, split!

The blue spell set off a stream of golden runes and slammed into Voldemort's shield with a bang—the large crack made Voldemort raise his eyebrows, and he raised his wand to increase the output of magic power. The rope that suddenly appeared in the air was tied tightly, but in an instant, tongues of flame burst out from his body, and the snake-like rope silently turned into ashes, but with just one breath, Voldemort had regained the opportunity...

This duel made the wizards in the stands dizzy, and any confrontation was fleeting.

Voldemort's spells are weird and rare, but on the other hand, most of Harry's spells are extremely basic, even any wizard would do this kind of method - but no one would think of stacking armor spells vertically and horizontally to limit the enemy, just because of this Spells do not restrict the wizard who casts the spell.Or the air compression spell—a very weak spell, but when it compresses ten feet of air into the size of a matchbox in an instant, it is a booming explosion that can't distinguish between friend and foe!

Well, maybe no one can do that in the blink of an eye.But Harry did.

The warm air of magic power became sharper and spread throughout the duel field - the protective net buzzed as the two of them clashed in magic power.The invisible and invisible air burst was deafening. Voldemort's purple-gray ominous spell fell on the ground, silently corroding dense deep pits——

Until countless black poisonous snakes crawled out of the deep pit, and Voldemort's bone-colored yew wood wand pointed at him again. The sense of danger and trembling made Harry's emerald green eyes darken... Once again, Sirius froze in front of his eyes. The figure who fell into the curtain with an expressionless expression, who is screaming and laughing in my ears?

Devil Flame!

He said the spell silently.The dark red will-o'-the-wisp spewed out roaringly from the wand, and the moment it touched the air, it seemed to ignite an oil barrel, and it opened quickly with a bang, sweeping towards the opponent like a flood!

Just like his crazy emotions overflowing from the bottom of his heart.

The devil's fire devoured it, revealing ferocity and ferocity.

Across the sea of ​​flames, Harry watched as Voldemort waved his wand—when the air seemed to be frozen and turned gray-black, he flicked his wand suddenly to cut off the connection of the devil's fire, and the unruly flames immediately began like a wild horse running wild. Indifference abounds.This made Voldemort's expression change, his obsidian eyes watched the boy he liked raise his wand, and then, a voice he had never heard before, full of clear hatred, resounded through the dueling arena!

"disperse--"

"dark!"

At the same time, the sharp whistle of the end of the duel time sounded, but no one cared about it now. "Merlin!" "It's coming!" There was a wave of waves in the stands, and people stood up.The golden-red flames suddenly covered the entire duel venue, "Boom!" "Boom!" The impact made the protective net crumbling——

"--boom!"

A loud bang that shattered the soul resounded in the center, and the moment the golden red flame touched the devil's fire, a violent explosion occurred!The voice echoed in the duel arena, and all the wizards felt their brains go blank for a moment—the entire air was heated up by the terrible flames, and the poor oxygen was disappearing little by little.

"Quick! Get up there!"

The entire duel venue turned into a sea of ​​flames like a vast ocean.Surging like hundreds of violent dragons.In the middle of the burning gap, through the distorted air, two faint figures can be seen.

An irresistible force set off waves of flames, Voldemort's robe was pulled back against his body, and the arm holding the yew wand was exposed, with veins popping out.The bone-colored wand tip propped up a vacuum in the sea of ​​hopeless flames.

The hem of Voldemort's jet-black robe was already covered with sparks, emitting an unpleasant smell of burning. He slowly raised his wand and moved forward.The obsidian eyes are amazingly beautiful under the firelight.The scorching and ferocious flames separated under his magic, and then closed together behind him.

He seemed to be drowning in the abyss of fire, walking towards the place where Harry was with difficulty.

The wizards who were almost piled up on the top stand - the Death Eaters were squeezed into the middle with disgust. Everyone knew that Mr. Potter's flame favored dark wizards the most.They looked at the sea of ​​flames that stopped under a few steps and breathed a sigh of relief.Then, I couldn't help watching this scene silently.

Voldemort's footsteps did not stop, but the further he went, the fiercer and fiercer the rolling flames became. He pursed his lips tightly, and swung his raised wand down in an arc—the flames in front of him seemed to be separated in an instant. Like a sea of ​​red, he rolled to both sides, licking his robe viciously just a few inches away... Voldemort showed no complacent expression at all, he calmly stared a few feet away, and was also caught by this tsunami-like wave. The boy surrounded or defended by flames.

"You're trying to kill me, Harry," he said firmly.

His dark and insolent magical air flow made this sentence spread far and wide.What made the wizards huddled together in the stands even more speechless was that all the magic circles in the duel arena had been destroyed, and the only thing that was still intact was the sound transmission magic carved on the wall——which they could almost hear clearly. Every movement below.

This made the atmosphere between the members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters a bit delicate, but looking at the sea of ​​flames that had finally ebbed a little under their feet, the Death Eaters acted tacitly as if they hadn't seen the ill-intentioned scrutiny of the members of the Order of the Phoenix. gaze.

Harry smiled wryly: "Shouldn't I?" His scarlet robe almost melted into the flames of the same color, and the boy's emerald green eyes seemed to be soaked by the heat of the flames, and Voldemort was almost scalded by it so that he could hardly breathe.

"I don't like to duel with you."

Harry said suddenly, with a bit of sarcasm and helplessness in his tone, which echoed throughout the duel arena: "I thought I could talk myself out of hating you, and I almost succeeded. Now you have awakened them again. You know the last What's the irony?"

Except for the crackling of the flames and the whistling of the wind, no one else spoke in the entire duel arena.

"It's because I can't do this at all. The wizarding world doesn't expect the next turmoil, and neither do I." Harry stared at the sea of ​​flames around him. "What's more, I can't beat you in magic skills, even..."

He paused, pursed his lips and said, "Kill you."

Voldemort listened calmly.He knew the boy didn't need to answer.These are the gaps that lie in front of them.Harry can let go of his hatred for those who don't matter, but it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist.Even though they already had a contract of life and death, just now, Voldemort was sure that the boy was really trying to kill him, and tried his best.

"Harry..."

Voldemort took a scarred wand from inside his robes with his left hand.The slender fingers deftly turned it around.There was no anger in his voice: "Actually, you can."

The handle of the wand that was silently handed to his eyes by Voldemort's arm made Harry startled, he clenched the holly wand that was still connected to the entire sea of ​​flames, he took a step back, and his tone became stiff: " What are you doing? Obviously I lost, it shouldn't be mine."

The implication of this made the stands stir, and Harry heard his name being called.

Voldemort chuckled, slowly, gracefully and dangerously like a snake approaching its prey. "I admire you, little boy. Are you sure you don't want this chance? If it's a death curse, I don't have to dodge it."

No.

Harry resisted this and answered instinctively.He tried to calm himself down: "I can accept the Cruciatus Curse instead."

"No, it can only be a death curse." Voldemort's tone was extremely cunning.

This made Harry's teeth itch a little, and the other party knew that he would not say the spell at him.So, he showed a mocking smile, "I'm really going to kill you, can you guarantee that the Death Eaters won't mess up?"

"No." Voldemort said bluntly, "I will tell them that they must be messed up." This sentence was transmitted to the stands more clearly than any other sentence, and almost all the Death Eaters showed a strange look, as if It's about laughing, mixed with fear.The members of the Order of the Phoenix didn't have so many scruples, "Potter! Give him the Cruciatus Curse!" The cheerful and weird voices of the twin brothers overwhelmed everyone, which caused Ron's roar to ring out immediately. "Shut up, you guys!"

Harry was silent for a while, then finally shook his head. "I made a bet with myself, whether I win or lose this duel, I don't want to be attached to it anymore." Compared with the excitement in the stands, his tone was extremely calm.

Harry waved his wand suddenly: "The smoke cleared!"

In an instant, majestic magic power gushed out from the magic wand, and suddenly spread along the flames to the entire sea of ​​flames. The still roaring golden-red flames collapsed into golden light spots, flying in the air like rain or snow. ——

Disappointed voices from the stands turned to exclamations.

Harry was taken aback, his wrist was firmly held by the man, and he pulled hard.Harry staggered into the man's arms, their skin was dripping with sweat, Voldemort's slender and strong fingers pinched his chin, Harry realized what the man was going to do, and he struggled subconsciously.

"Do not!--"

It didn't work, Voldemort lowered his head and kissed the boy's hot lips, the tip of his tongue almost slammed into it roughly, Harry didn't mind Voldemort's kiss, but not now, not after he had just given up his hatred.

Harry struggled like never before, but the man's arm remained motionless as if made of iron. He bit the man's tongue fiercely but was slyly slipped away by the other party. The kiss became fierce and fierce, and Voldemort was caught by the boy. Excited, he hugged Harry as if he wanted to rub Harry into his body, and bit the boy's petal-like lips mercilessly.

The sounds of kissing and struggling made the atmosphere in the stands freeze for a moment, and all the Death Eaters, except for Severus Snape, who had a cold face, showed extremely complacent and malicious smiles.This made the members of the Order of the Phoenix feel uncomfortable for a moment.Alastor Moody counted the number of people calmly. Very well, the Order of the Phoenix outnumbered the Death Eaters by a third.

"What's there to be proud of." Ron also stared at his best friend with an ugly face, being treated rudely by the mysterious man in public.Hermione hit her ribs with an elbow before recovering. "Take out your wand." "What?" Ron was a little confused, so he subconsciously followed suit, and the moment he saw a Death Eater nearby couldn't help but take out his wand——

"Passed out!"

This time, there was complete chaos in the stands.