In front of the open Death's Door Illusion, the Black Witch raised her hands.

Her blue-gray face was twisted to the extreme with excitement, and black mist swirled around her body.

It was as if she had seen all the spells, the scene of her great master's coming, the end of the world.

"Tremble, mortals!" she cried out frantically, hoarse, and fluttering her arms and wands in her hands.

"All things will perish, the Great Lord is coming, kneel down and be judged, and you will witness the final fate of this fragile world with your own eyes! Embrace death, give your flesh and soul to your Master, and your sins will be forgiven!"

With each word, the wand in her hand pointed at someone without hesitation.

With her movements, a seeping green light flashed, and the dark wizard in the square in front of her died instantly.

The soul wailed away from the corpse and rushed to the door of death amid the black witch's howls and maniacal laughter.

This is the scene when the Ravenclaw family of yesteryear opened its doors!

As the magic progresses, the welcome of the past merges with the present, and it is no longer possible to distinguish them.

Harry felt like he was no longer warm at all, he was enveloped in endless cold and despair.

He felt that the magic that the Dark Witch was doing now was even more evil than the magic that Voldemort had performed when he returned that day, at least Voldemort hadn't killed so many people that day, and that his magic only needed his father's bones, the flesh of his servants, and Harry's blood.

It's really too benevolent, and the way of casting spells is also very simple, even using a pot to cook it......

Harry could not have imagined that one day he would feel Voldemort's kindness.

But compared to the magic that the Black Witch was doing, Voldemort's resurrection magic that day was really too merciful.

The Black Witch, she was killing and slaughtering other people's lives, the people she killed were still her companions, and the most terrifying thing for Harry was that none of the Dark Wizards below had escaped, they seemed to have been caught in the most powerful Imperius curse, and they were willingly killed by the Black Witch, and even fanatical to the point of elation, voluntarily giving their lives.

Like the Black Witch, they shouted excitedly, scrambling for the Black Witch to kill themselves.

There were even a lot of dark wizards, and Harry couldn't be sure if they were controlled by magic or if they wanted to.

They even killed themselves again!

In the most primitive and cruel way, he committed suicide by scratching his throat with his hands.

It's really scary!

Even more worrying to Harry was the Dark Witch's magic, and she seemed to be resurrecting the terrifying monster phantom in the sky!

And Harry found that the statue of the evil god that had been hovering above was gone.

Where's that statue?!

Harry wriggled to find it, but he couldn't muster any strength.

He called out to the black-hooded Dark Wizard across from him to come and let him go.

From the moment he started, Harry thought this man was Ron!

Absolutely!

He knew Ron so well that Harry could still recognize him even if he covered his face.

Ron also seemed to be stupefied by the sight in front of him, or perhaps controlled by the Imperius Curse.

No matter how much Harry shouted, he didn't respond, just stood there, not knowing what he was thinking.

The only thing that made Harry feel a little fortunate and comforting was that Ron didn't join the group of lunatics below.

As the dark wizard died and the magic progressed, a strange red glow replaced a dark green magical glow in the sky, and countless tentacles that came out of nowhere tightly wrapped around the door of death.

A tentacle grazed Harry's body, and it felt exactly like the real thing.

The tentacles inserted into the door of death, and the ancient magic words on the two huge stone pillars on both sides of the door appeared faster and faster.

Now, the Black Witch has all the spells to open this door.

The Ravenclaw family's magic was complete, but her magic didn't stop, it became more insane.

She wielded her wand and unleashed several green spells, killing all the remaining dark wizards beneath the platform in an instant.

Aside from herself, Harry, and Ron, there were no living people here.

It's time!

She knew that when the vanished statue of the evil god reappeared, her master would descend into this world.

The Great Lord will come again, and it will bring endless chaos and destruction.

"Hahaha, your end has come, and no mortal can live to witness all this!"

"Devour, Great Lord, and then ......"

At this last sentence, the Black Witch shouted with almost all her strength, and she raised her hands in the air and waited for the appearance of the statue of the evil god.

Nothing can stop her!

Regardless of the magic that had just appeared at the castle, she had done all the magic.

And her master, devouring the evil god, must also devour Helbo's power and return here with a new attitude.

Raven's Claw's thousand-year-old plan is about to come true!

Led by the Devouring God, they will break the cage on their masters and welcome them back to Earth to meet the judgment of the end.

The Black Witch's call seemed to be answered, and in the next second, a strong light appeared in the air.

Harry looked up, despair written across his face.

The Black Witch also raised her head towards the light, what a powerful magical radiance, this must be the return of the Great Lord.

Rumble!!!

A magical beam of light struck from the direction of the Ravenclaw family castle, quickly shooting towards the Black Witch and the Death's Gate.

The Black Witch's eyes widened, the distorted skin on her face stretched, and she stared in disbelief at the massive beam of light that flew in.

She sensed that something was wrong, it didn't seem to be the master's power!

How can it be?!

Almost in the blink of an eye, a powerful beam of light came in.

It's like a meteor across the sky, and like a sharp arrow.

The Black Witch looked at the beam of light in disbelief and felt the suffocating power of the magic that suffocated her, and she found that her magic was dispelled, and all the magic brilliance and energy were crushed in the blink of an eye by the flying spell book, and her master ...... Where is it?

Where is her master?

Where is the Devouring God?

Where is the coming of the Great Lord?

What the hell is going on, what is this magic beam that suddenly appeared?!

She immediately discovered that the magic beam was also an illusion, a magic that had occurred when the Ravenclaws opened the door thousands of years ago.

Damn, what really happened a thousand years ago?

She roared hoarsely, summoning the statue of the evil god, but she immediately stopped, and she found that her power was not rewarded by the devouring god as before, but instead, a magic power like a flame came back.

Blue and orange flames rose above her, scorching her magic and soul......

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