"You won't...... Voldemort, this is not your character, I dare to pack the ticket, because you are not sure if Dumbledore paid a relatively large price for destroying your Horcruxes, and until this moment it is me standing here, not Dumbledore, that you are convinced that he is weak now......"

Voldemort suddenly stretched out his wand and pointed at Sherlock, "I was defeated by a boy...... Although that time it was more like the funny god played a joke on me, a baby...... A baby can have the ability to make the greatest dark wizard in history disappear for more than ten years, but now that I'm back, I want to seek revenge on the original baby, and I don't want to experience being defeated by another boy. ”

Voldemort shouted in a gloomy voice, "So if I attack you, then I have to have the mentality that I must kill you, and the slightest slack in the duel between the two of us may be killed." ”

Sherlock said calmly, "Are you reminding me that I must kill you?" ”

"Even if you didn't do it, you must have thought so in your heart." Voldemort said.

He then said to Bellatrix, who was crawling at his feet, "Get out of the way, this kind of duel is not something you can get involved in, even if you watch from the side, you have to stay away, there won't be any safe corner in the entire Ministry of Magic tonight, get out." ”

Belacritus Lestrange crawled behind the wall in the distance, she didn't even dare to poke her head out to peek, but from this angle she could just see Harry Potter on the other side

Harry was hiding behind the Fountain of the Magical Brothers, watching Voldemort and Sherlock, while he also observed Lestrange hiding on the other side, and he wanted to rush over to avenge Sirius and kill the woman with his own hands.

But Harry Potter still restrained himself, he won't pass, because once it passes, it will easily become the guiding point of the confrontation between the two people, Voldemort vs. Sherlock, how powerful the duel between the two of them is, and now Harry Potter really knows.

Wizards always have a special sense of magic, just like when Harry first went to the wand shop to buy a wand, the owner of the wand shop, the best wand maker in Europe, once saw the depth of magic in Harry's body at a glance, and was able to prepare a corresponding wand for him.

Harry had seen Dumbledore get angry, but Harry also believed that the magic in an angry Dumbledore could be frightening even if it was exposed, just like a house cat meeting a tiger.

Sherlock shook his wand suddenly, and when the spell passed, it exuded so much power that even Harry, who was being protected, felt his hair stand on end.

The leakage of this kind of magic power made people stop even breathing unconsciously, and Harry blushed and knew that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but the oppressive feeling of this huge magic power was substantial.

And it's not just Harry Potter who feels it, but the entire release, including the two groups of people who are fighting against the Dark Wizards and the Death Eaters below.

It's as if a god has descended overhead, and then faces mortals.

"Whose is it? Shylock? Dumbledore? Or Voldemort's? Tonks, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, went to ask Moody, who happened to pick up the prosthetic eye on the ground and cover his socket.

He was supported by two members of the Dark Wizards, and although Moody hadn't actually been the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts last year, the students recognized Moody's appearance and believed that the Moody in front of him must be real, and that the fake one had already been imprisoned in Azkaban.

"It's not Dumbledore's, he's choking tonight, it's not Voldemort's, in fact, I've personally experienced the magic explosions of these two people, if there are wizards in this world who can do this, there are only two people, Grindelwald is about to lock himself up as a wreck, then it's only ......" Moody didn't continue, in fact, he didn't really have contact with Sherlock.

Tonks covered his mouth in surprise, "I really didn't expect it...... I'll have to ask him for an autograph when I get out, Lupin was his Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, I really don't understand how Lupin has the face to go......"

Lupin was still worried about Harry's safety, and at this time, Tonks brought the conversation back to him.

"But I feel that there is also a particularly obvious dark aura in this magic, like a very deep dark magic, very powerful, if you say this is not Voldemort, I would really think that this is the state of the Dark Lord's real magic explosion."

Moody explained, "The Dark Lord is just a nickname, an honorific title given to him by his lackeys, and it doesn't mean that Voldemort has mastered the dark magic, you think too much." ”

"Let's go...... Come on...... If you don't leave, you won't have time......"

At this time, the Death Eaters saw the opportunity and began to evacuate one after another, and the Dark Wizards felt inexplicable, but the Death Eaters fled as if they had suddenly received a signal.

"What to do? Are we still going to go after it? Several members of the Dark Wizard Army looked at the large number of Death Eaters who had left.

"It must be because the movement of those two men fighting each other will attract the attention of the outside world, and if the Death Eaters don't leave, it will cause them a lot of trouble, but as for the pursuit...... Forget it. ”

And in the hall of the Ministry of Magic above.

Sherlock and Voldemort have already begun to fight.

The wand in Sherlock's hand unleashed a thunderbolt the size of an arm.

Harry felt as if he was being swung with a white gold sword in front of him, and the white in front of him was very glaring.

The Gomad was forced to conjure a silver shiny shield out of thin air to block it, but using this shield to block the thunder Voldemort was obviously miscalculated, causing substantial damage to the shield in front of him and making a gong sound.

The whole hall rumbled, and Harry felt the floor shake, and the walls around him cracked one after another.

"Avada suo!"

"Thunder rolling!"

The green light released by Thunder and Voldemort collided, and the two huge magical forces began to entangle each other at the apex, and the two magical forces began to face each other, and Harry couldn't tell who had the upper hand in the current situation.

Harry couldn't move anymore, more like he couldn't move under the pressure of these two magical forces.

The apex of the magical confrontation erupted with countless tiny magical lightning bolts.

Each scatter is more powerful than the bullet.

Harry felt like someone was shooting indiscriminately with a submachine gun.

A powerful bolt of magic lightning pierced through the thick walls of the Magic Brothers' Fountain.

"Do you really want to kill me? Sherlock, this is a false duel, people are not stupid enough to use their left hand against their right hand, and scrap two arms, what's the point? Voldemort said, his scarlet eyes narrowing into slits.

"You're a smart kid but not a fool, and you're a fool when you're used by others!"

The confrontation between the two magical forces is still going on, but in fact, Sherlock has been urging the silence in his body to continue to provide magic power for the spell, but this is only a tie with Voldemort in the magic confrontation.

Otherwise, how could a sixteen-year-old boy be able to accumulate such a huge amount of magic power?

I have to mention that the role of Silent Ran at the moment is like an inexhaustible magic battery.

"Together, together, do you really want to do this with me!" Voldemort roared.

"You are very wrong Voldemort, your theories, your ideas, all your thinking is not accepted by the world today, so you may succeed for a while, maybe you will be brilliant for a while, but you will definitely be the one who dies after the limelight, because everything you exist is not tolerated by the world."

Sherlock whispered to Voldemort as if they were discussing issues while drinking.

Their magical clash was suddenly torn apart, and the halls of the Ministry of Magic were almost in ruins under the impression of this confrontation.

The wind blew through the walls of the hall, but it made a sound through the dense holes in it.

It's not a good sound at all, after all, it's like a wail after destruction.

Harry began to be convinced that Voldemort was telling the truth, and that the two of them were serious about teaching that there would not be a safe place in the entire Ministry, not even a safe corner.

The stone statues that had been controlled by Voldemort were shattered to pieces by this magical clash of powers.

Sherlock suddenly walked forward slowly, walking in the direction of Voldemort, like a walk, Bellatrix ran directly outside between the two of them temporarily ceasefired, at the moment she wanted to run as far as possible, maybe the next moment they used a more powerful spell, if it affected themselves, they would lose their lives.

Harry wanted to chase after him, but he paid more attention to the situation here, and he ran backwards, no longer paying attention to Bellatrix who was leaving, and ran back to a position where he could still see the two vague figures of Sherlock and Voldemort before stopping.

Even from a distance, Harry didn't feel that the position was 100% safe.

As Sherlock approached this direction, Voldemort spread his palm in front of him, not even using his wand, and opened his mouth as if to exhale, while a slowly growing fireball appeared on his staff.

The fireball fell to the ground and eventually turned into a flaming python that could reach the height of the ceiling in the hall.

The flaming python bit at Sherlock, and Sherlock waved his wand heavily, and the fiery snake seemed to have been punched in the head by an invisible giant.

However, it was clear that such an attack would not do much harm to the fire snake, although its flame snake head would have to be recondensed.

"Poseidon!" Sherlock shouted.

On the floor of the hall, all the water began to converge, and there was a huge suction force that sucked up all the water on the ground, and there was a crackling explosion sound as it passed by the body of the fire snake.

The water droplets fell on the body of the fire snake and exploded instantly, forming small clouds of water vapor, just like countless white lotus flowers blooming on the body of this fire snake in an instant.

"The Water God Nether!" Sherlock let out a low snort.

Poseidon gathered all the water flows, even the water in the Fountain of the Magic Brothers was pumped clean, and a huge water giant appeared in front of the fire snake, which really fits the name of the water element Hormiz Poseidon, if it is in the ocean, it is estimated that it can really be called the god of the sea.

The Flame Python and the Water Giant fought each other, and the magic hall was quickly enveloped in steam, Voldemort's figure disappeared in the fog, and Sherlock began to move rapidly, his figure changed position with the wave of his wand, like a vague shadow.

Harry couldn't see where they were, and now the whole magic hall was full of fog, Harry could only hear the sound of the wind blowing, he didn't see Voldemort and Sherlock moving in the clouds, and the water giant and the fire snake were still fighting.

"It's up to you, Camilla!" Sherlock stretched out his hand, and the little golden snake on his wrist jumped out, such an environment would not hinder the snake's ability to discriminate, but a black python suddenly sprang out, and the golden snake and the black snake began to fight again, Sherlock smacked his mouth, Voldemort's pet Nagini, what a nasty bad snake.

"That's not fun Voldemort, let's play it another way." Sherlock's body vanished suddenly, along with his voice, and a thick black mist appeared in the halls of the Ministry of Magic.

It was made up of pure dark magic, and it looked quite terrifying on the outside, it was a silent image of the Buddha, and in the black magic was hundreds of dry bones and hideous skulls howling, and Harry could only hear the sound of ghosts crying wolves in the mist.

The sound sent chills through Harry's mind, and he couldn't help but think of Sherlock's other identity, and Harry had learned the word 'Silencer' in his fifth year Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Silently...... Hundreds of years ago it has been considered a terrible curse among wizards, an ominous parasite, Grindelwald also wanted to use Silence as a controllable weapon but unfortunately he failed, but you are not the first controllable Silencer I have met, Sherlock Mephisto, there are still many capable people in this world. ”

Voldemort is gone.

When Voldemort reappeared, there was an explosion over the halls of the Ministry of Magic.

He had destroyed the ceiling to create a huge hole, and Harry felt as if an invisible barrier of magic had been shattered, and countless pieces of stone had fallen from his head.

Sherlock's silence was just below the explosion, a large piece of the ceiling fell and buried it inside, but it was useless, and the magic power came out of the cracks in the ruins, emitting a ghostly howl.