Witcher at Hogwarts

Voldemort laughed wildly, and he was so arrogant that he didn't dodge the attacks at all.

No matter how serious the injury fell on Voldemort, it would eventually heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the back, Voldemort even started not defending, just laughing and attacking Dumbledore and Ethan.

In the middle, Voldemort was hit by the death curse many times, and even half of his body was scorched by Ethan with the Igni seal, but he still recovered quickly.

At this point, Voldemort finally let go of his vigilance because he couldn't get hurt.

Ethan seized this precious opportunity, and the sharp sword of the Lake Lady quickly pierced through Voldemort's body.

Voldemort turned his head and stared at Ethan with a grim expression.

"You know, it's useless to me, you can't hurt me, I'm immortal!" Voldemort said fiercely.

After that, a life-threatening curse savagely hit Ethan, but was easily blocked by Ethan's Quinn shield.

"I know, but you'll get hurt." Ethan said, turning the blade hard, and the sharp blade slashed Voldemort's spine.

Voldemort, losing control of his body, slumped to the ground.

"You know it's useless, I'll be back in less than a minute!" said Voldemort.

"I know--I know--" Ethan said, spinning the blade around Voldemort's body again, causing her newly recovered spine to become even more broken.

Ethan dragged Voldemort by the collar and dragged him to the threshold of Hogwarts Castle.

"What's the use of you? You're just wasting your time!" Voldemort continued arrogantly.

"I can never die! I am blessed by God! I will not die day or night!"

"It's neither day nor night, it's dusk!" Ethan said ruthlessly, and Voldemort looked up at the sky.

The twilight of the sun just fell on his face, and Voldemort suddenly felt a sense of ominousness, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"I'm not going to die indoors or out!" Voldemort exclaimed relentlessly.

"It's neither inside nor outside, we're on the threshold of Hogwarts Castle," Ethan continued.

"I can neither die on the ground nor in the sky." Voldemort's voice was finally mixed with a faint trembling.

Ethan took Voldemort by the collar and lifted him up onto his lap.

"You are neither on the ground nor in the sky now, you are hanging on my knees"

"It's useless! You can't kill me!" Voldemort's voice became a bit shrill,

"I will not be killed by wizards and Muggles! Weapons will not kill me! Spells will not kill me! Men and beasts will not kill me!"

"Yes, yes," Ethan replied with a smile.

"I'm a witcher, neither a muggle nor a wizard, I'll scratch your throat with the claws of an Animagus, neither man nor beast, I'll choke you on your own blood Death, this is neither a weapon nor a spell." Ethan said calmly.

"No! You can't!" said Voldemort sharply. "We can talk! That guy Dumbledore is going to die! Join us and I'll make you Minister for Magic! You always wanted to be, right?" Voldemort said hurriedly .

"You named Minister of Magic?" Ethan laughed dumbly. He turned his hand into the claws of a griffin, and easily scratched Voldemort's throat.

In Voldemort's terrified eyes, blood continued to spurt out of his mouth, Voldemort coughed violently, Ethan watched all this quietly, and Voldemort's body trembled violently.

Finally, Voldemort stopped shaking on Ethan's lap and remained motionless.

Ethan saw with his own eyes Voldemort's broken, twisted soul, covered in gray flocs, slowly coming out of his body, it screamed sharply, and floated up into the sky.

Then a black hole appeared in front of Voldemort's broken soul, and a pair of bone hands grabbed Voldemort's soul and dragged it into the black hole.

Ethan heard Voldemort's infiltrating screams.

"No!" Bella's heart-wrenching scream came from the battlefield outside.

Bella stared blankly at Voldemort lying motionless on the ground, for a moment she forgot that she was still fighting.

Immediately after several restraint spells, petrification spells, and stun spells bombarded Bella's body, Bella was immediately shot and flew out several meters, lying in the ruins with unknown life and death.

The Death Eaters stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them. Their master died, died in front of them, and failed. Voldemort failed again, this time completely and completely.

Finally, some Death Eaters began to use Shapeshift to escape.

The explosion of Shapeshift seemed to alert the other Death Eaters, who either used Shapeshift to escape, or began to flee on foot.

In short, they have completely lost their faith in fighting, and now they only have one thought, which is to escape and hide.

Of course, the Aurors would not give up this opportunity. They automatically formed a siege situation and used the Imprisonment Curse to shoot at the Death Eaters recklessly.

The actions of the Aurors are very well-organized, and it is only a matter of time before the death of the Death Eater remnants.

"This one is over?" Dumbledore stepped forward, looking at Voldemort's body in disbelief.

Dumbledore carefully observed Voldemort's corpse for a while, testing his breathing and feeling his heartbeat.

It even took a lot of detection magic, and finally Dumbledore slowly put down his wand.

"Ethan, I think it's really over, Voldemort is dead. It's over." Dumbledore smiled at Ethan.

This seems to be the first time Ethan saw Dumbledore's smile from the bottom of his heart. The smile poured out of Dumbledore's heart, mobilizing the muscles on Dumbledore's face, and Dumbledore finally laughed easily.

The people in the open space made an overwhelming noise, shouting, cheering, and roaring.

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"Yes, Dumbledore, your war is over," Ethan said with a smile.

"Ours?" Dumbledore looked puzzled, but soon, Dumbledore understood what Ethan was talking about.

"It's ours," Dumbledore corrected solemnly, "I'll help you, he's just a guy with better spells, let's go together one by one."

"No, Dumbledore." Ethan said, "You better take good care of your hands, good times have come, take care of your injuries, you can enjoy more, this is my battle alone."

Dumbledore took a deep look at Ethan, "Okay, Ethan," Dumbledore replied, "Go and fight, your last fight."

"Take this." Ethan threw the Resurrection Stone to Dumbledore.

"This thing is useless for me," Eason said.

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