"Victory over death? Your understanding of death is too superficial, Riddle. Dumbledore's voice was high and loud, "You're too afraid of death. ”

"I'm afraid of death? Maybe. Voldemort burst out laughing, his laughter worse than a ghost's cry, "But aren't you Dumbledore just as afraid of death?" Don't tell me you were with Nicol. Lemay is in love with him because he has the same interests, and you are not afraid of death yet, so you want to get the refining method of the Philosopher's Stone from him? It's a pity that it didn't work out in the end, you old immortal. ”

"I'll admit, I did have some unrealistic ideas when I was younger." Dumbledore said, "But I woke up in time, and you're too deep, Tom." ”

"Do you want to say that was a mistake you made when you were younger?" Voldemort laughed, his laughter rather harsh and very ugly, "You're a hypocrisy, Dumbledore. I know that your ambitions are much greater than mine, I just want eternal life, and you still want to raise the dead, I don't think you have any position to accuse me. ”

Dumbledore's voice became low, "I didn't sacrifice innocent lives for this. ”

"Come on, Dumbledore." Voldemort looked disdainful, "You're just cowardly, if you want to kill me, do it quickly, if you think your magic can kill me." ”

"Or, you can get the savior Harry. Potter did something to me so that he could avenge my parents' murder? Voldemort turned to look at Harry. Potter, "Potter, why don't you do it yet?" Rushing at me like your stupid and reckless father? ”

Harry's face flushed, and he raised his wand without thinking—"Avada suo!" ”

A green light shot out from the tip of his wand and struck Voldemort in the chest.

Voldemort laughed exaggeratedly, "Hahaha, it's incredible, I'm overestimating you, Potter." This curse can't kill even a mouse, and this is Harry the Savior. Potter's level? That's how Harry is. Potter, will you be able to defeat the most powerful wizard of all time? Dumbledore, I think you're a fool, do you expect him to kill me? His spell wasn't even enough to tickle me. ”

"Harry. Potter, you don't hate me enough, if you don't have enough hatred, how can you use the true power of the Requisition Charm. Voldemort couldn't breathe with laughter at this time, "Isn't it enough that I killed your parents to make you hate enough?" ”

"Stop, Harry." Dumbledore stopped Harry, who was about to go mad with rage, "He can't be called a human anymore, even if I use the Death Reminder Charm, I can't kill him, don't be provoked by him." ”

"Hahaha, Dumbledore, did you finally find out?" Voldemort's pale serpent face turned bright red with excitement, "I have successfully transformed into an undead, and no one can take my soul, not even the Grim Reaper!" ”

"But it's a pity that you lost to your own split soul, you didn't know this kind of thing would happen when you split the soul to make the Zuò Horcrux." Silver said, "Look at your wolf bèi, lonely lost dog, your men have taken refuge in your distractions. ”

"That's a shameful betrayal! The traitors will be punished as they deserve! Voldemort glared at Silver viciously, "Thanks to your great-grandfather, damn old Richard." ”

"You volunteered to be my great-grandfather's real product, so I can't blame others." Silver raised an eyebrow, "Besides, your mission is done." Professor Dumbledore, what's next? ”

"Find a way to drain his soul."

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Knock knock, a quick knock on the door.

Harry and Ron took their wands, and they looked at each other before Ron spoke.

"Who?" He shouted.

"Pizza deliverer, you ordered pizza half an hour ago."

"It seems like I ordered it, because I was hungry and panicked, anyway, in the Muggle area, it should be fine." Ron embarrassedly touched his reddened ear.

"Here, I'll open the door." Ron walked over.

Harry suddenly sensed something was wrong, "Wait, Ron! ”

But it was too late, the door was already open.

"Hands up and get out of it!" A shrill voice was heard, "We know you're inside!" There are six or seven wands pointed at you, and we don't care who the spell will hit! ”

Harry pointed his wand at his face, and with a bang, a white light exploded, and he bent over in pain, unable to open his eyes, feeling his face swelling rapidly with his hands, and the sound of heavy footsteps had surrounded him.

"Get up, vermin!"

The strange hand roughly pulled Harry up from the ground. Before he could stop it, someone had already searched his pocket and taken his wand. Harry clutched his aching cheeks, feeling unrecognizable under his fingers, tense and swollen, as if he had an allergic reaction. His eyes were left with only a slit, and he could barely see the outside. His glasses fell off as he was pushed out the door, and he could only dimly see four or five figures scuffling with Ron.

"Search the inside of the house!" Another voice said. (To be continued......)