Chapter 114: The Fall of the Dark Lord (Part II)

After leaving the castle, Sephiroth returned home with a few [Phantom Migrations], and his father, Grand Sterling, had already returned to preside over the overall situation.

The Death Eaters were wiped out by Truth Astronomy, and the rest of the fish that slipped through the net were small fish and shrimp, and now the only ones who could order the Death Eaters to dispatch were Voldemort and Great Stirling.

Before Voldemort recovered from his injuries, he would not contact his subordinates because of his serious suspicions, and now Sephiroth is going to send all the Death Eaters who were already at odds with them to a dead end through Great Sterling.

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An ordinary alley, an ordinary family, plus a veteran grandfather who participated in World War II, a family of four settled here, although life is not good, but it is not bad.

On this day, the family was happily gathered around the table and were about to enjoy their dinner, when an uninvited guest broke in.

He was dressed in a strange black robe, and he held a short wooden stick in his right hand, and his expression was grim, and he didn't know how he got into the house without a key.

"Who are you? This is not the place for you to be, get the hell out of here. ”

As the head of the family, the father stood up and yelled at the stranger.

What happened next stunned them.

The stranger made a strange gesture by raising the small stick in his hand and aimed it at his father, who was walking towards him with the intention of expelling him.

"[Avada Suo]"

Strange words came out of the stranger's mouth, like the spells of the wizards in the story.

With a flash of green light, the father's sturdy and tall figure fell.

"Ah!!h

The mother screamed, feeling a little overwhelmed by such an unexpected situation.

"What did you do? John, John! You're okay, answer me quickly. ”

The old grandfather jerked to his feet, drew a semi-automatic rifle from under the table, and yelled at the impudent intruder.

"Humph, hahahaha!"

The black-robed stranger frantically daxiao, seemingly completely unconcerned about what he was targeting.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you!"

The old grandfather called for a while, but how could the dead son answer him?

A veteran of World War II, my grandfather had his own unique judgment of the dead, and he confirmed the death of his son.

The murderer killed his son in front of him, although he didn't know how the other party did it. But in this family, there is still his daughter-in-law and his little granddaughter, and the other party must not be allowed to hurt them again.

"Boom!"

The old grandfather shot, although he was already old, but the old man's hand did not tremble, he dared to use the seven medals in the study to vouch that he would definitely not miss within fifty meters, not to mention that now the other party was not even more than five meters away from him.

However, this is how the accident happened.

The old grandfather couldn't believe that when the distance was less than five meters, he actually missed. It's a shame for his status as a World War II veteran, especially since he was also an elite sniper.

This situation made the veteran almost want to poke himself in the eye.

But he soon learned that it wasn't his marksmanship, but the hands and feet of the ominously clad bad guy on the other side.

With a wave of the intruder's hand, the mother of the little girl, who was not too pretty, but not too bad, flew up.

Of course, you have to fly up your head and feet, and I'm afraid it's not a fun experience.

The little girl's mother had to scream while covering her skirt with her hands so that her ** would not be exposed.

"Boom!"

The old grandfather was enraged, and someone had bullied his daughter-in-law in front of him like this, and he felt that the only way to calm the anger in his chest was to shove the bullet from the guy in his hand into the other's head.

He'd show the quirky guy how terrifying it is to be angry at a veteran who has been on the battlefield and come back alive.

Unfortunately, the bastard on the other side was like having God's protection, and the bullets had no effect on him. All the bullets slid a meter in front of the man.

At this time, no matter how stupid a person is, he should know that the guy on the other side is not easy to deal with, maybe he is really the kind of wizard in the story.

The veteran was angry, he got on the bayonet, ready to protect his family with a close victory.

Unfortunately, the black-robed man on the other side seemed to be tired of such a game, and with a flick of his wrist, the little girl's mother crashed into the old grandfather.

Faced with his granddaughter's mother, the grandfather could not aim his bayonet at her, so the veteran failed.

He was old and frail and was hit so hard that he could no longer pat his ass and get up like he was young.

"Please, let her go, she's still so young."

The old grandfather looked at his young granddaughter with love and refused to swallow a breath of zuihou.

However, he did not know what kind of cold-blooded butcher he was facing.

The tip of the cane turned and it was aimed at the little girl who was less than six years old.

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth drew a hideous and cruel smile, "[Broken bones]." ”

"No!"

The little girl exploded to pieces right in front of her mother.

"Out of body, lowly Muggle, it's up to you to wait on the great Dark Lord these days. Feel honored, it will be the most glorious thing in your life. ”

Before the little girl's mother could make a desperate move against him, the black-robed man ruthlessly deprived her of her sanity.

……

When a golden and gorgeous gold cup was placed in front of Dumbledore, and after feeling the influence of ** exuding from the gold cup all the time, Dumbledore believed in Sephiroth's sincerity, or the sincerity of the truth astronomy.

"How dare you do it!"

The government did not dare to cover up such a big thing, and the newspapers were full of that news, and I am afraid that people who are detached from the masses should also know about it.

Just last night, a group of Death Eaters forced their way into Gringotts and fought the elves so hard that Zuihou swept away Gringotts' belongings and disappeared without a trace.

The elves were not easy to deal with, and the Death Eaters also paid heavy casualties, leaving behind more than thirty corpses.

Such a serious battle was naturally immediately associated with Sephiroth and their actions, and Dumbledore would not be surprised at all if Voldemort hid one of his Horcruxes in the Gringotts vault.

"Hehe, it's all about the ultimate victory."

Yes, a small sacrifice for the sake of victory is acceptable.

If you want a horse to run, you can't give it grass, but Sephiroth will never admit that the man who has looted the wealth that Gringotts has saved for thousands of years is their man. Anyway, the people who dare to attack Gringotts are Death Eaters, aren't they? It was only natural that those evil creatures would do anything, and the bodies that were found afterwards confirmed to belong to some of the Dark Wizards and Death Eaters.

When the fire dragon of Gringotts' Zuihou line was killed, the gates that had been enchanted by the goblins became vulnerable. After taking the Hufflepuff Gold Cup out of the vault, the Death Eaters went crazy, and the wizards who participated in the Death Eaters asked for nothing after all.

The golden galleons, the piles of golden gallons, are like a hill. Many of the Death Eaters cheered and stuffed all the money into their pockets, taking as much as they could, until they put a gold coin from a vault in Zuihou and they were reluctant to leave.

However, they are not the winners of Zuihou. The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind. When the Death Eaters came out of Gringotts and returned to their home base, Malfoy Manor, they were ambushed.

What used to be their base has now become a trap to kill them.

Zuihou's zuihou, the fruits of all their labor all went into the pocket of some guy who laughed at zuihou.

"Do you have any clues about 'that person'?"

With Hufflepuff's Gold Cup as a vote, Dumbledore finally believed in Sephiroth's sincerity.

After all, if Voldemort knew that one of his Horcruxes had been destroyed in their hands, Voldemort's mind would definitely not die.

"Of course, our men have been tracking him."

Sephiroth knew that this was the most critical moment, and Dumbledore took it upon himself to add his own prepared backhand. If nothing else, this is a big drama for Zuihou.

Provided, of course, if nothing else.

"Hopefully, it will be Zuihou's sacrifice."

Dumbledore aimed his wand at the Hufflepuff's gold cup, and a trace of reluctance and regret flashed in his eyes, it was definitely not a happy thing for such a thing that could become a symbol of the House to be destroyed in his own hands.

It's all to blame for Voldemort's madness, who actually made his own horcruxes from the treasures left by his predecessors, which is simply a waste.

Sephiroth watched in silence as the black flames ignited, and the golden cup that belonged to the legendary wizard Hufflepuff's beloved twisted and melted in the flames.

This also meant that the soul of Voldemort who was housed in it died in the flames. The soul that was unwilling to roar and wail in the flames could not hold on after all, and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

"This is zuihou......"

Sephiroth also sighed that the end of a generation of Dark Lords was so simple.

Dumbledore set off, and since the place where Voldemort fled was not within the range of wizarding life, even those as strong as Dumbledore could only rush there with a broomstick.

The Order of the Phoenix rallied again, and Sephiroth saw a number of familiar faces that had been fighting each other on the battlefield not long ago.

"This will be a battle for Zuihou, and everyone is on our side. We will not fail. ”

Dumbledore gave a few simple words, and took the lead in riding a broomstick and soaring into the sky.

Although Sephiroth doesn't like to ride the broomstick, as the leader of this time, he can only grieve himself.

"Then, follow me. Be careful not to be discovered. ”

Voldemort was an alert rabbit, and if the wind blows, Sephiroth is sure he will flee immediately.

With the ability of the wizard's [Phantom Transfer], it is almost impossible to be caught.

At a distance from Voldemort's hideout, Sephiroth fell.

"Is it there? Is this it? ”

Desperate for revenge, Arthur Weasley had just landed and asked Sephiroth a question.

"How is that possible? Do you think I'm going to take you swaggering from the sky to find 'that guy'? The rest of the way we have to go quietly. ”

Sephiroth rolled his eyes at Weasley on the spot, and a group of people swaggered from the sky to Voldemort's hiding place, which Voldemort would not notice unless he was stupid.

"From now on, don't talk and move forward carefully. Mr. Sterling, please lead the way. ”

For the sake of the overall situation, Dumbledore waved his hand to stop everyone's commotion, and suddenly the team became silent, and even the sound of footsteps was faint.

Coming to a house, Sephiroth didn't speak, just pointed to the doorway, and then nodded under Dumbledore's inquiring gaze.

This is it!

Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix understood that Voldemort was hiding in there.

Waving back, Dumbledore made several gestures, and the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix hunched over and spread out from both sides to surround the house.

With everything ready, Dumbledore let go of his grip on the magic, and a large and oppressive mana gushed out.

For a wizard of Voldemort's level, a sneak attack doesn't make much sense, and their caution will inevitably place a lot of vigilance magic in their residences, and sneak attacks will only make them laugh and be generous.

Unleashing his magic, it was Dumbledore who beckoned Voldemort and told him that his hiding place had been discovered.

"Hmph, Dumbledore, do you want to go to war again? My Death Eaters are not afraid of you! ”

Soon, Voldemort's voice was heard inside.

"Don't pretend, Tom. If your Death Eaters are still around, how can I come? ”

Hearing Voldemort say this, Dumbledore immediately understood that he was just bluffing, and if the Death Eaters were really by his side, he would have led someone to kill him long ago.

“……”

Voldemort was silent, and he appeared by the window, and at a glance he saw the boy standing beside Dumbledore and bowing to him.

"Tom, come out and fight, you should know that you can't run away this time."

Dumbledore glanced at the best student in his teaching career, who was so lonely and aloof standing behind the window.

Voldemort died with pride after all.

At the end of the battle, Dumbledore stood next to Voldemort's corpse with his unconscious right hand and closed his eyes.

After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, surrounded by more than a dozen wizards of the Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort rushed left and right and failed to break through. His death-defying pounce took Dumbledore's right hand and three of the most elite wizards of the Order of the Phoenix.

"We ...... Win? ”

Voldemort fell at everyone's feet, but ......

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PS: Huh~4000+ big chapter, I'm tired.