At this moment, in the huge circular room of the Department of Mysteries, there were only three wizards left.

Albus Dumbledore and Voldemort faced each other in the middle of the room, while Bellatrix Lestrange lay trembling in the corner.

Voldemort raised his wand, and a green light shot at Dumbledore...... But as soon as Dumbledore turned, he dodged away like the wind. The five golden statues slammed open the door of the Department of Mysteries and rushed in—

Among them, the statues of house-elves and goblins pounced on Voldemort from the side and back...... Voldemort angrily emitted two green rays of light, shattering the two statues to pieces.

But hiding behind the house-elves and goblins is the statue of the centaurs, and Voldemort has no time to cast a third death curse...... As if he had grown wings, he flew into the sky, and the centaur slammed into Voldemort's previous position, shattering it.

In the sky, Dumbledore had begun to command the last remaining statues of wizards and witches...... As if prepared, two statues appeared where Voldemort had flown to, and they restrained the Dark Lord from different directions.

However, Voldemort's body vanished in an instant, leaving only a dark shadow...... The shadow exploded, shattering the statues of the witch and witch.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, and he turned around to see Voldemort appearing behind him.

Voldemort's face was flushed at this time, and he seemed to be full of excitement and desire to fight—

"Is that all you can do, Dumbledore!" he growled, "Is there anything more ruthless?"

Voldemort spat and then fired another deadly spell at Dumbledore...... But it missed, hitting a table not far from Dumbledore, and a fire ignited.

"We all know that there are many other ways to destroy a person, Tom. Dumbledore said calmly, and he began to approach Voldemort, as if he hadn't paid any attention to the battle in front of him:

"I must admit that just taking your life will not satisfy me!"

"That's up to you!" Voldemort let out a roar, and then he waved his wand, and the flame that was still burning just now began to deform little by little, as if it were alive—

Finally, it turned into a flaming serpent and surrounded Dumbledore, hissing viciously.

Another green light, Dumbledore, bound by the flames, had no way to hide, he raised his wand, emitting a purple light, blocking Voldemort's death curse-

But at the same time, behind Dumbledore, the giant snake also rushed down and bit Dumbledore......

At this critical moment, a strange singing voice wafted out of nowhere, and the sound was illusory, ethereal, and mysterious, and it was exciting to listen to. The flame serpent who heard this voice shrank back as if he was a little scared.

A ball of flame suddenly appeared behind Dumbledore, and a crimson bird emerged from the flames and roared angrily at the flaming serpent in front of him.

Its body seemed to be insignificant in front of the serpent, but it was not afraid of the terrible flames, and its golden claws pierced the head of the fiery serpent again and again...... It only took a few rounds for the flaming serpent created by Voldemort to be wiped out.

"Good job, Fawkes!" Dumbledore nodded lightly at the phoenix.

"It's the damn phoenix again!" Voldemort muttered, frowning.

"I said you were stupid to come here tonight, Tom!" Dumbledore smiled as the phoenix appeared.

"Really...... I don't think so......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Voldemort suddenly felt a pain from the depths of his soul...... He barely stood still and fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

......

Every inch of skin on my body hurts, especially my brain, as if it was about to crack...... It was as if an important organ had been cut off alive...... No, it feels like it's supposed to be two.

"What did you do to me, Dumbledore?" Voldemort's voice grew weak.

"I warned you, Tom!" Dumbledore said gently, "You made the wrong choice to come here tonight...... Because, I have a helper!"

As he spoke, Dumbledore was already waving his wand.

"Suzu...... Bell...... Bell ......"

As if a bell had ringed, the whole round room trembled.

But if you look closely, you'll be able to see ...... It's a myriad of golden bits or powder on the floor.

The five statues of the Wizard, the Witch, the Centaurs, the Leprechauns, and the House-Elves had all been shattered by Voldemort in different ways...... But now, their pieces began to tremble and float into the air.

"Master, be careful!" Bellatrix Lestrange shouted in her hoarse voice.

"Fuck off, Bella...... It's not a battle you can reach!" Voldemort's trembling voice warned.

All the pieces and powders sped away at breakneck speed.

Due to the Dark Lord's warning, Bellatrix subconsciously fell to the ground again...... Still, pieces of the statue tore at the skin of her back, causing her to wail one after another.

In fact, if she were standing right now, the debris would be enough to take her life.

Voldemort, who was in the middle of the whirlpool, was obviously not so lucky, and he endured the severe pain, trembling and raising his wand—

He conjured a silver shield out of the thin air and stood in front of him, each of the golden shards striking the shield with a low, gong-like sound, a creepy sound.

However, the shield can only block attacks from the front, and is powerless against attacks from the side and behind them.

Blood streaks streaked across Voldemort's body, his robes shattered, and his body dripping with blood......

......

"You've lost, Tom!" Dumbledore walked within ten yards of Voldemort, but he didn't let his guard down and stared at Voldemort's eyes.

"Dumbledore, what exactly have you done to me?" Voldemort asked, a little weakly, still trembling as he raised his wand.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I know ...... either" Dumbledore shrugged.

The two confronted each other silently, neither of them was willing or dared not move for half a minute.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from outside the Department of Mysteries.

"I think you lost, Dumbledore!" Voldemort's weak face suddenly showed a hideous smile.

At the same time, a figure breaks into the Department of Mysteries.

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