Chapter 503: Victory or Defeat of the War
"You guys! I'm going to punish everyone here!, men, women, and children, not a single one!" Voldemort shouted, and with a wave of his wand, he unleashed a powerful spell that swept away the wizards around him, knocking them all to the ground, and then drifting off the ground and flying in the direction of the castle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Stop him!"
"Can't let him pass!"
Moody, Professor McGonagall and the others shouted loudly, however, even they couldn't deal with that adversary, who could stop Voldemort who was bent on finding Harry, and in an instant, he was standing in front of Harry, but among them, there was another person, Snape.
"You traitor," Voldemort's voice could be heard by all, despite the distance, "Dumbledore is dead, why are you still against me?
"......" Snape was silent for a moment, "you killed Lily", and raised his wand.
"Lily?" Voldemort paused, "that stupid woman, you used to intercede for me, and as long as she doesn't die, I'll kill the others!" he laughed.
"Because of her love for Harry, you once lost your body," Snape said coldly, Voldemort's laughter stopped, "because of her love for Harry, your puppet Quirrell was wiped out, don't tell me you don't crave this power, Professor Dumbledore told me, it's the coveting of that power that makes you choose to use Harry's blood to restore your body." ”
"Shut up, Severus!" Voldemort waved his wand, but the spell was fended off by Snape, "How dare you!" he shouted, "Resist me with the power I taught you!"
"I've always rebelled against you," Snape said firmly, standing firmly in front of Voldemort without taking a single step back, "but you don't know, now, you know." ”
At this time, Moody and the others tried to rush over to help, but seemed to be encouraged by Voldemort's raid on Harry, and the Death Eaters once again put up a stubborn resistance, keeping them pinned down in front of the battle line.
However, without the attention of the Death Eaters to Darren, when Voldemort swept up, he cast a power spell on himself, and then with the help of his magic power, he rushed towards Harry's direction quickly......
Although it was only a brief moment under Darren's full throttle sprint, it was still too reluctant for Snape to fend off Voldemort alone, and finally, with a spell, he was knocked out of the air, slammed into the castle, and sat down.
"Beyond measure," Voldemort looked at Snape and turned to Harry, "Now, it's time for me and you again, and this time I'll see if you can survive again." ”
Harry raised his wand and stared at Voldemort, "Your Horcruxes have been destroyed......"
"Horcruxes?" Voldemort interrupted Harry, a hint of panic in his voice, "How do you know this?"
"Do you really think you're perfectly set-up?" said Harry, "Professor Dumbledore has long since discovered the secret of your immortality. ”
"Impossible!" shouted Voldemort, who calmed down, "Well, that wouldn't be too hard for him, but he wouldn't have thought of it......"
"You'll make six Horcruxes, right?"
“……”
"You tried to make the first Horcrux from your diary, and then you made more out of your own family ring and the treasures left behind by the founder of Hogwarts, but you didn't get the Gryffindor sword, so you made the last one out of the snake Nagini," Harry said with a mockery, "Professor Dumbledore knows all about it, he told me that now that those Horcruxes are destroyed, you are no longer indestructible!"
"Now it's just you and me, neither of us can live, only one survives, and one of us is going to leave ...... forever"
"One of us?" Voldemort grinned, "even if you can destroy those treasures, do you think the one who survived would be you, right, the boy who survived by chance with Dumbledore in the background?"
"Was it a coincidence that my mother died to save me?" Harry asked, "Was it a coincidence that I decided to resist in that graveyard?
"Chance," Voldemort cried, "Chance, luck, and the fact that you hid behind the adults and cried your nose, and Dumbledore fell from the tower and fell to pieces like an old wax statue! Your mudblooded mother, crushed like a cockroach in front of my spell, Potter, no one seems to have stepped forward to block my spell because of love for you this time, so how can you not die when I make a move?"
Voldemort raised his wand suddenly, "Avada Suo!"
"Except for your weapons!" Harry cast his spell as well,
At this point, Darren finally arrived, waving his hand in front of Harry, and a spell flew out from his wand towards Voldemort.
A total of three spells, staggered in the air, bang, like a cannonball exploding, in the center of the three of them, a golden flame appeared, and the original spell should have been red and green, Darren saw Voldemort's spell touch his own spell, but did not explode or cancel each other, but returned the same way to the direction it came, hitting the wizard who cast him, Voldemort.
Then, Voldemort's wand flew into the air, spinning, and flying in the direction of Darren, but because of the speed of the rush, he had already fallen out, and it was Harry who was left behind, and the Seeker easily grabbed the flying wand with his free hand, confused and dazed.
On the other side, Voldemort staggered back, arms outstretched, slender pupils in red eyes rolled upwards, and fell to the ground, twitching.
Looking at Voldemort who fell to the ground, Darren rolled over and got up from the ground, still rushing over at lightning speed, two long and crooked daggers had appeared in his hands, stabbed into the body hard, and then immediately jumped away, observing the other party's reaction.
As a result, there was no response, and Voldemort lay on the ground, motionless, the snake's face hollow and dazed.
He's dead, Voldemort, the first dark wizard, the man whose English wizards don't even dare to mention his name, the adversary who trembles under his terror, is finally dead!
Harry was still standing there, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened, and Snape was still leaning against the castle wall, on the front front, the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters were still fighting hard, and for a while, no one noticed that this small battlefield had decided the outcome of the war!