"The man who has the ability to defeat the Dark Lord has approached......

Born in a family that resisted him three times, at the end of July......

The Dark Lord will mark him as his arch-rival, but he will have powers that the Dark Lord does not know......

And one of them shall die at the hand of the other, for not both shall live, but only one shall live......

The one who has the ability to defeat the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July......"

—Trelawney's prophecy

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By the time Lin Xiaoan adjusted his mentality and returned to the ninety-seventh row, the situation was already on the right track...... Ahh

Voldemort wanted to get the prophecy ball too much—anyone in this world who knew something that recorded the cause and date of his death, and it should be accurate, would inevitably want to get it—and as for whether to see it or not, whether it should be true or not, let's say otherwise.

"Kill them! Get the Prophecy Ball! "With the exception of Harry the Savior Potter, the rest of the people present (and the house-elves) were completely unaware of Voldemort.

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"Keep your head down!" Harry shouted.

Several Death Eaters shouted at the same time, "Broken bones!" ”

The spell shot in different directions, and hundreds of glass balls on the shelves were blown to pieces, and milky white figures appeared, floating in the air.

"Mr. Potter! Come on! Dobby and Kreacher had to join forces to barely contain Voldemort himself (the die-hard Death Eaters around him).

The Death Eaters automatically split into two parts, some chasing Harry and Hermione, and the other guarding Voldemort's side - Voldemort was still in his recovery phase, and he couldn't use high-level spells yet.

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The shelves shook dangerously, more glass balls fell off the shelves, and shards of glass and wood rained down on the ground.

Harry grabbed Hermione's robe and dragged her to the side, his other arm covering his head from the shards of wood and glass.

A Death Eater pounced from the dust mist, and Harry slammed his elbow into his masked face.

There were screams of pain, deafening rumbling as the shelves collapsed, and the words of the prophets released from the glass spheres, echoing strangely in the air.

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Something slammed into Harry's cheek, but he just buried his head and rushed forward. Suddenly, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder, and he heard Hermione shout, "Pass out!" The hand immediately let go—

"Hermione! Good job—" Harry's compliments weren't over yet, when the Death Eater who had been hit by Hermione suddenly swung his wand and slashed left and right, sending a purple flame to Hermione's chest. She let out a soft "oh" as if taken aback, and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"Hermione!"

Ron lunged forward in a rage, and the Death Eater quickly dodged before kicking Ron hard - Ron screamed in pain, curled up, and covered his stomach with his hands.

Harry turned around and held up the prophecy orb, which was not much bigger than the Golden Snitch, and was about to fall, "Stand back!" ”

The Death Eater hesitated and stopped.

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"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Ben Gen...... Cultivating thousands of eons and proving my supernatural powers...... Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only ......"

The ethereal voice echoed in the room, Lin Xiaoan began to recite the mantra after pasting the Zhuxian talisman according to the direction, although Ye Siyan repeatedly promised that this would be able to start the formation smoothly, but he still pinched a nondescript orchid finger to try to add a little buff.

"I'm sad today, life and death are in my ...... Execution, killing, trapping, and extinction...... Zhu Xian...... Burst! ”

The golden light pierced people's eyes like the summer noon sun, and the thick and dusky mist spread in all directions—

The strange thing is that the dense fog and the golden light seem to cut the space evenly, the golden light is above, and the fog is below, clearly existing at the same time without interfering with each other.

Zhu Xian Array, Zhu Xian, as the name suggests, was not a dignified spell in the first place.

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Lin Xiao'an was submerged in the dense fog from the neck down, and his head was exposed to golden light.

Wear sunglasses (thanks for the space!) Lin Xiao'an slowly walked towards Voldemort's position—just like rowing on a calm lake, the golden light and dense fog also rippled with Lin Xiao'an's movements.

Only Lin Xiao'an, who had activated the formation, could sense that there were four paths hidden in the golden light, each of which was enough to destroy the sword rays of the entire Ministry of Magic (representing the four swords of Zhu Xian, Killing Immortals, Trapping Immortals, and Absolute Immortals) - that is, he had four chances to try Voldemort's color.

"Bondage!"

With Lin Xiao'an's order, countless ropes stretched out from the dense fog, firmly binding Voldemort and his minions, unable to move for half a minute.

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Remember! The villain dies of talking too much!!

Lin Xiaoan didn't have time to care whether Hermione was dead or alive, and he didn't care about the two scarred house-elves, let alone Harry and Ron (Ron: "......"), who were just a little traumatized, he had no second thoughts, and all his attention was focused on Voldemort-

In just three or two seconds, there were already several die-hard Death Eaters struggling to break free from the shackles of the dense fog, they squinted, and invariably aimed their wands at Lin Xiao'an-

"Punishment!"

"Faint to the ground/Dig your heart and cut your bones/Avada asks for your life!"

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Harry?!! Are you in there?! Harry!!! ”

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.