"Bang. ”

"Kara. ”

"Rak. ”

All kinds of strange sounds came out at the same time at the moment when Allen's palms clenched, and cracks began to appear everywhere in the floor that were hit during the battle, and countless vines surged out of the ground as if they were alive, as if there was no limit to the number at all, and almost instantly flooded the entire room.

Countless vines began to whip and twist wildly, and quickly spread along the walls of the room to the ceiling, and as they grew on the ceiling, they hung down the tenacious rattans with countless barbs, and for a moment the whole room seemed to be invaded by plants.

And all this was done almost instantaneously, just as the vines spread to the extreme, countless wildly twitching vines were wrapped in layers towards the center under the attack of the spell - compared to the wildly twitching vines, the spells used to attack these vines were too slow and too few.

However, just as the vines were about to stir together, a light purple aura suddenly burst out from the plants - the aura was not gorgeous, it could even be regarded as ordinary, but the touched plants seemed to have encountered some nemesis, directly and rapidly aging and withering, and the original entanglement directly became disintegrated.

'Sure enough, there can't be a magic trick against Voldemort... ’

Alan muttered as he gently waved his wand—countless rocks protruding from where his wand was pointing, aimed at the remaining Death Eaters protected by Voldemort.

Just before the vine strangulation, Voldemort probably used more than a dozen spells to crack Allen's magic, and before the vine launched a fatal blow, he successfully discovered the biggest weakness of the vine spawned by the magic power, and used that magic to stop Allen's attack like a fire to stop the Yin corpse.

But it doesn't matter, Alan didn't expect to defeat the enemy with one move. After Dumbledore's calculations, it was his own magic that he never thought he would miss twice, and the magic of others wanted to kill Voldemort - Alan felt that he might as well consider betting on horses or something, at least that one still had the possibility of being hit...

"Surprise magic, imp-" The protruding spikes were easily broken, and the vines that had completed the attack gradually dispersed, except for the vines that had been attacked by Voldemort's magic, which began to dissipate into something like powder in the wind, and the only light source left in the room, Voldemort's two red eyes, slowly fell.

"How much magic do you have to cast such a large amount of magic? It's too wasteful, too extravagant—for a wizard, this level of magic waste is unacceptable. ”

。。。

Nonsense, if I could freely compress the power of magic, now if you could speak, I would surrender.

Alan muttered as he pondered whether to answer the question - if it weren't for him, he would have been able to use a spell of the same size...

“Avada Kedavra！”

The dark green spell was triggered directly towards Eren - normally, for a wizard who has just come of age, even if it is a well-trained Auror or something, the magic just now can be called a reversal of the hole cards, and once such hole cards are revealed, there are only two consequences left.

Apparently, Voldemort thought he had the last laugh.

The spell flickered, hit, and then - a circular shield as light as a veil and a seemingly weak wall that rapidly rose to divide the room into several pieces.

The thin round shield easily blocked the spell, but the terrain was divided into several areas.

Then, the screams rang out.

Next to the remaining Lestrange, a wall of sand made of soldiers firmly resisted the rock, making possible support a close place at hand, and behind this impenetrable wall, the three sand soldiers turned back into sand - only the blood red on the top could not be erased.

Such a close sneak attack, even if Rabastan was mentally prepared when he was separated, even if he still had a few protective magic items on him, even if Voldemort was angry and ready to destroy the wall, it would be useless.

The vines that destroyed the floor brought out too much sand and stones, so that Allen's new magic hardly needed much preparation, and the sand soldier or something was easily summoned by the side of that Lestrange, and with Allen's attack, he killed him with one blow.

It is indeed a bit unsafe to sneak attack Voldemort at present, after all, people who are not even very good at life are sober, how powerful is burning life, and Alan has just seen it.

Almost at the moment when Allen's sneak attack was successful, a large number of wildly beating flames appeared on the firmly sealed wall—it was a fierce fire.

"Are you crazy?"

Unable to help but curse, Alan began to quickly eliminate the walls used to divide the area around him or something - it's good that this thing doesn't burn, and once it burns, even the caster won't let go. Not to mention this kind of wall infused with magic power, even the real stones are easily burned as fuel.

Although it is also nothing that is not burned, the level of this item is one point higher than Amaterasu's - after all, the fire has really burned people.

Originally, Alan was going to be stimulated by a two-to-two or something, but now that the meaning of the skin has completely dissipated, and the current Voldemort is completely at the level of a madman, in case he can't think of a self-explosion or something, Alan feels that he has to go to the hospital and lie down until the end of the school year.

However, to Allen's surprise, Voldemort, who was staring at him with hatred, not only did not continue to attack, but instead blasted a backhand magic on the old Crabbe's body - Crabbe, who did not take any precautions, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes became blank.

Even if Alan thinks that his physique is okay, he will definitely not be fine if he fights against Avada like this head-on, let alone he is defenseless.

A mouthful of blood squirted directly into the dumbfounded Crabbe's face - and then, a huge amount of magic began to erupt...

As for Voldemort, it was directly guided by the momentum of this magic power, and at this time, Alan suddenly felt a huge amount of magic from the outside world, which made him completely lose control of the magic that blocked the space - if there was no external force, probably Alan would be able to hold on for a few more minutes, but now this idea can only be delusional.

With a ferocious and unwilling look in his eyes, Voldemort stared at Allen - it was clear that he had just planned to rely on the last resort to fight desperately, and now he could only save his life.

Almost instantaneously, Voldemort left with the last remaining shopkeeper, and Crabbe, who had originally released a huge amount of magic, also opened his eyes, his body quickly rose and shrunk, and the whole person lost a lot of weight, and his eyes became unusually aggressive, even with red light.

Sure enough, it worked. Alan sighed and looked at the Headmaster who had apparitioned - he had been attacked from the outside by Dumbledore, or he would have faced two Voldemorts, and although the two of them wanted to kill each other in the first place, Alan had no doubt that they were killing each other while practicing their own hands.

Whew, I'm just here to buy some jewelry!!