Eight years of cycle, once blooming...... It is so gorgeous that it is impossible to look at it directly.

Everyone's Death Eaters, including Harry, stood demented, their minds in disarray.

They looked at William in the eyes as if they were looking at an abnormal human.

That feeling, even with Voldemort, became normal.

Yes, Voldemort did have a strange appearance, no nose, and a plug-in board.

But so what?

A real little wizard can't even deal with Peeves;

The false little wizard, with just a spell, shattered the terrifying hundred-meter cliff;

The real little wizard, watching the Triwizard Tournament at school;

a false little wizard who attends Voldemort's rebirth party in the cemetery;

A real little wizard who prepares hard for battle. L Exam;

Fake little wizard, fight Voldemort with ease!!

Not to mention Voldemort and Dumbledore in the fifth grade, even when they have just come of age, do they have the strength of William?

You started learning magic in the womb of a fucking mother, and you can't have this terrifying power!

From this point of view, compared to William, Voldemort is really an "ordinary" person in addition to his shabby appearance.

Voldemort apparently thought the same way, and he wanted to capture William and find out his secrets.

William chuckled, his wand aimed at the shattered boulder.

The rubble cracked apart, but instead of falling towards the ground, the rubble was connected by wisps of magic between the rubble.

William's wrist was raised, his hands twisted, and the many gravels that seemed to be about to fall apart instantly recondensed, forming a stone formation that looked like a large circle from a distance.

Between the cracks of the rubble, there are countless subtle wind blades flowing wildly.

"Give it back to you!"

As William's hands spread out, the mountain slammed towards the Death Eaters.

The gravel is like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the speed is faster after the acceleration of the wind blade!

The Death Eaters in the cemetery, without exception, all screamed at the same time, and apparitions appeared in the distance? Prevent being swept over by this battle.

Voldemort ignored the rubble? Straight for Harry.

William grabbed Harry and began to apparition in the distance? The two sides change the battlefield together.

He only touched the ground on the tip of his toe? A black crossbow arrow more than ten meters long has been shot insidiously? The distance between one person and one arrow is less than one meter.

This black magic with both speed and lethality, William is still quite familiar.

Ron used it twice? Not to mention Voldemort in a time loop.

But than the Rolling Ground Demon? The crossbow bolts in Ron's hand were not as fast as they were powerful.

William went from tiptoe to down-to-earth? Another kick in Harry's chest? Kick him out of the way of being an eyesore and into a safe position.

At the front, William didn't dodge, his right hand and two fingers together, and pushed forward on his wand.

A swift crossbow? Suddenly "stopped" half a meter away, and exploded with a loud bang? Then the tip was reduced to a puff of fog and vanished.

The tip of a crossbow is like a lit firecracker? Little by little, it turned into powder, and the sound was endless.

More than ten meters long crossbow arrows are seriously damaged? Shortened at a speed that is visible to the naked eye? Most of it was quickly consumed.

William's figure remained unmoved? But it's like patience polishing, and I don't want to be beaten passively.

He stepped out of the front foot, also waved his wand, and said softly, "Darklight crossbow arrow!" ”

Black mist emerges from the tip of the wand, exuding a dangerous aura.

The black mist turned into a crossbow bolt several meters long and burst out.

Two identical crossbow arrows collide with each other and constantly crush each other to produce a new "arrow tip".

Black smoke began to shoot out in all directions, and the scene was spectacular.

"Stark, you're using the dark magic I invented to attack me?" Voldemort's eyes were red, and his teeth gritted.

"It's a spell I invented when I was in school and never taught it to anyone else!

Who taught you? ”

"Of course you taught me, you just used it once, I learned it after watching it once." William laughed arrogantly.

Voldemort's eyes were gloomy, staring at William, trying to tell if he was lying.

Can you learn it just by reading it once?

No! This terrible ability, even he can't do it!

But...... It seems that this is the only reason that can explain the abnormal growth of Stark's strength.

"Stark, I can see your thirst for power. The two of us are actually the same kind of people. ”

Voldemort spoke, "I can teach you what you can't learn from other wizards, even magic that Dumbledore can't."

You must have seen how good I am, and I have gone further than anyone else on the road to conquering death.

I've also advanced the art of magic to an unprecedented level. ”

William sneered, and was tempted to say, "I'm sorry, I've been learning from you for eight years."

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse." Voldemort continued to bewitch:

"The art of the dark arts holds the key to greatness, but it has long been neglected by the world, shrouded in the shadow of prejudice.

Wizards who delve into the dark arts are considered insane.

But I know a lot, and it's not for those who are stupid, it's for geniuses like us. ”

Voldemort said softly, "I can help you to avoid many detours on the road to gaining power......"

Voldemort, of course, didn't have a good heart.

If you study the dark arts too much, you will inevitably fall into darkness. Because a lot of black magic is driven by dark emotions.

If you are too addicted to black magic, your negative emotions will become more and more serious, violent and even cruel.

Moreover, although black magic can release a great amount of energy, practitioners who are not skilled in it may be at risk of damaging the body or even being completely destroyed.

Just look at what Voldemort looks like.

When he was young, he was also a handsome guy from ten miles and eight towns!

Voldemort apparently regarded William as a young wizard with a desperate thirst for power.

Just like he was when he was younger.

This kind of young wizard is the easiest to fall into the path of chasing power, and sometimes only a little temptation is needed.

He hoped that William would study the dark arts, and once he fell into darkness, he would inevitably part ways with Dumbledore.

But William was not young, and the look in Voldemort's eyes was more like he was looking at a fool.

Probably not seeing the expected longing on William's face, Voldemort was a little annoyed.

He reached out and grabbed it, cast a spell without a wand, and wrung out a purple light with murderous intent.

William snorted a few times, stretched out his arm, and shattered the spell, and at the same time, the wand pushed rapidly, and the two rays of light staggered.

Voldemort's body suddenly hung in the air, and with a flick of his wand, his body spinning top, he easily dodged the fierce spell of majestic magic.

It was another round of fighting, and in just ten minutes, a hundred meters away from each other, magic spells flew chaotically, and dozens of horizontal and vertical ravines appeared, which made the Death Eaters stunned.

Stark actually resisted the Dark Lord's wave of attacks, and it seemed that he was still fighting back and forth!

They were so shocked that they didn't come forward to help.

This is not a battle that they can meddle in, so let's watch the battle from the sidelines and cheer up.

Well...... Have a learning attitude.

Voldemort suddenly turned his head to look at the sky, only to see a flame rising in the air, like a firework exploding.

"Oh, your support is coming?" His eyes were cold, and his tone was disdainful.

William frowned slightly.

It was true that reinforcements were coming, but it was not the same as planned.

His plan was to wipe out the Death Eaters.

William himself kept Voldemort in check, and the Aurors should have quietly appeared, and then caught the Death Eaters off guard.

Catching the Death Eaters would delay Voldemort's resurgence.

But now...... The movements of the reinforcements are too big, for fear that others will not know.

Sure enough, the Death Eaters thought that the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic were coming, and they all apparitioned, running faster than the reporters.

Voldemort's eyes were complicated, and he was also ready to leave.

He hissed, "I'll be back, Stark!"

When I come back, death...... It will also come. ”

Another green light, and the killing curse shot at Harry, and after William easily blocked it, he didn't continue the pursuit.

He suddenly turned around and looked into the distance.

Moments later, only Sirius and Tonks appeared.

Tonks walked slowly and said with a wry smile: "William, I'm sorry...... I messed up your plans.

Secretary Fudge ...... It's fake news, and the Aurors are not allowed to come here! ”

William nodded slowly, just thinking for a moment, and he roughly understood what was going on.

He rubbed his fingers on the hilt of the sword at his waist, looked up at the sky, and said softly:

"It was my negligence, it looks like it's time to change the minister."

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Thanks to the two bigwigs of "Benbang Caifan" and "Nine-tailed Kinky Cat" for their tips. ）