The God of Ice and Fire at Hogwarts

The space blockade array refined by Lin En can only be broken by the existence of a demon king-level wizard who has advanced to the level of alchemy. Obviously, Voldemort, who has advanced to the level of demon king-level wizard with his understanding of the Avada Kedavra curse, does not have this ability.

The white light around Voldemort dissipated instantly, and his apparition was completely ineffective at this moment.

After realizing this, Voldemort's face changed drastically. He looked at the two spears that were stabbing at him with undiminished power, and could only release a stream of black smoke in a hurry to resist.

Without any surprise, the ice crystal spear and the black spear pierced Voldemort's body in a cross shape. The two spears that pierced Voldemort were intertwined, like a cross, nailing Voldemort's body firmly on it.

Blood continued to flow from the corners of Voldemort's mouth. Voldemort knew that his body was going to be explained here.

But Voldemort was not afraid. In his opinion, he had made so many Horcruxes. Even if a few were found and destroyed by Lin En, as long as there was one Horcrux, he could still be resurrected!

However, Lin En seemed to see what Voldemort was thinking.

He chuckled, and his left hand passed across his waist. One broken wreckage after another appeared from his palm and slipped down in front of Voldemort.

After seeing the wreckage slipping from Lin En's hand, Voldemort couldn't stop trembling, and fear and despair appeared in his eyes.

The reason was that he recognized what these wreckages were originally!

Tom Riddle's diary, Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's gold cup, Marvolo Gaunt's ring, Ravenclaw's crown, and a snake corpse... Nagini!

Those were all the Horcruxes he had made, and all his hopes to save his life!

Voldemort trembled violently, struggling frantically, as if he couldn't accept the fact that he was really going to die.

However, Lynn and Irina did not give him a chance to escape.

The blazing fire ignited from the inside of the black spear, and instantly turned Voldemort's body into a fireman. The red and black fire burned every inch of Voldemort's flesh and blood, and transmitted the pain of thousands of ants gnawing at his heart to Voldemort's brain!

After an unknown amount of time, the flames dissipated, and what followed was the ice that completely froze Voldemort's body except his head in an instant!

Irina slowly came to Voldemort, her ice-blue eyes filled with endless murderous intent, and she gently pressed her palm on Voldemort's chest that was frozen by ice.

Then, starting from the place where Irina's palm touched Voldemort's chest, Voldemort's unfrozen head made him watch his body shatter inch by inch, like ice chips floating in the air!

Voldemort's eyes widened, but the next moment, his head was also covered by flames, and the Fiendish Fire that devoured everything completely turned him into nothingness!

So far, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, who had brought a dark era to the British magic world and almost subverted the entire British magic world, died completely on this battlefield!

And this war finally came to an end with Voldemort's death!

After completely killing Voldemort, Lynn and Irina slowly fell to the ground, and their faces were all relaxed.

In addition to blood-mediated curses such as the Blood Curse, the magic power supply of most curses in the magic world comes from the wizard who casts the curse.

Similarly, when the wizard who casts the curse dies, after losing the magic power supply, the curse will be lifted when the curse power in the body of the cursed person is exhausted.

Irina was hit by Voldemort accidentally before, and was cursed. Even though it was suppressed by Lin's Nirvana Fire, it was not lifted. It was not until Voldemort died completely that the uncomfortable breath that made her feel disappeared.

At this time, everyone in Hogwarts had cleaned up the battlefield, and after Lin treated all the injured wizards, they were sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Diseases.

As for the rest of the people, they all stood in front of Lin and Irina, and they all looked at the two of them as if they were saviors.

"Old Barty, take the Aurors back to the Ministry of Magic. It's time to announce to the British magic world that the crisis from Voldemort has been completely resolved and the war is over!"

Lin nodded to Old Barty, who led the Aurors to support, and said so.

Old Barty didn't say anything. After he saluted to Lin, he turned around and left with the Aurors.

Irina looked at the people in the D.A. Army and said softly, "Thank you for your hard work. This war was won so quickly, and you all contributed a lot!"

Neville quickly stood up and said, "No, it's all thanks to the badge that Lynn gave us. It saved our lives!"

Many members of the D.A. Army echoed him.

Lynn also came over. He smiled and nodded to everyone, saying, "The British wizarding world will remember your contributions. After you graduate from Hogwarts Castle, you may consider the Ministry of Magic. I will propose to old Barty to set up a separate department based on the D.A. Army, so that the D.A. Army can become the British wizarding world... a real wizard army!"

Hearing Lynn's words, everyone in the D.A. Army was a little shocked. They looked at each other, and they saw surprise and excitement on each other's faces!

Just when Lynn and Irina were about to say something else, Professor McGonagall came out.

"Lynn, Irina," Professor McGonagall looked at the two of them kindly and peacefully, "I hope you will come to my office to see me in three days."

Hearing this, Lynn and Irina looked at each other in confusion. They did not understand Professor McGonagall's intention.

But Professor McGonagall did not mean to explain to them. After she finished speaking, she took a group of professors back to Hogwarts Castle.

At this time, the sky gradually brightened up. After the long night, the dawn of the next day arrived.

Lupin's werewolf form was lifted, and he returned to his original appearance. He walked out of the school hospital, stood at the gate of the castle, looked at this peaceful scene, and recalled the moment when he killed his enemy with blood, and crystal tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

Harry slowly walked out of the crowd. He was once called the savior by people, but he clearly understood that the savior was both an honor and a shackle, and also a heavy burden.

Now that the war is over and the shackles are off, he can now embrace life in his own name! (End of this chapter)