Chapter Ninety-Two: The Destruction of the Horcrux Land

At Hogwarts, the battle has finally begun.

The giant roared and rushed towards the castle, the giant spider stretched out its eight long legs, and the werewolves ran on the ground.

The castle was filled with the sounds of fighting, the light of magic shone everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowder almost enveloped the whole of Hogwarts, and even the whole sky was clouded.

Mo Wen stood at the gate of the castle, a huge iron palm appeared out of thin air, pinched a approaching giant, and in a creepy sound, the giant collapsed to the ground like a piece of rubber.

His wand erupted in flames, and the two eight-legged spiders were unable to dodge and burned to ashes.

The werewolf sneaked up on behind, but Mo Wen broke his neck.

All the spells fired at him were bounced back, and the Death Eaters were knocked up and down.

Mo Wen seemed to be forever tireless, blocking the gates of Hogwarts alone, killing non-stop, blood and stumps scattered all over the ground, like a bloody hell, even the most murderous Death Eaters did not dare to approach here.

Looking at the death-like figure, Voldemort's army surrounded it, but no one dared to take a step closer.

Displeased with his men, a harsh, cold, clear roar resounded throughout Hogwarts.

"Get out of the way, you shit, let me deal with him!"

Surrounded by a group of men, Voldemort appeared.

He was followed by Nagini and a giant who was holding a figure in his hands.

Narcissa Malfoy, the woman who had lost her husband and son, was staring at Mo Wen with a frantic face, and then at the figure in the giant's hand, her eyes full of pleasure.

The famous Harry was captured by her and sacrificed to the Dark Lord, who had promised to avenge her, and the next one was Gurris!

"Harry Potter is dead, he was killed as he fled, and while you protected him with your life, he wanted to save his own life. In order to convince you that your hero is dead, we have brought his body with us. ”

The sound of Voldemort being enchanted by magic spread throughout Hogwarts, the fighting in the castle stopped, and everyone frantically flocked to the door.

Although Mo Wen is now the leader of the battle, the influence of Harry Savior is still there.

Dusty Hermione and Ginny looked at Harry's corpse with complicated expressions, after all, it had been their friend.

Luna's eyes were ethereal, and she looked at Harry with a hint of pity.

Cho just sighed softly.

Fleur looked at Harry's corpse with curiosity, and then turned to Mo Wen with some concern.

"We've won the battle, my Death Eaters outnumber you, the Immortal Boys are finished, and there's no need for any more war. Anyone who wants to continue the resistance and their families, whether male or female or child, will be put to death. Come out of the castle and kneel before me, and you will be forgiven, and your families, your children, your brothers and sisters will be forgiven. You will join me and together we will build a new world. Voldemort said to the crowd.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Mo Wen smiled slightly, and a voice as loud as Voldemort's voice rang out, "Voldemort, have you forgotten my deposit?" And do you really think you're going to win? ”

One after another, figures suddenly appeared at the door of Hogwarts, in the woods, under the city walls, there was no less number of Death Eaters, and the wands pointed forward, together with the centaurs in Hogwarts, faintly surrounded the Death Eaters.

Voldemort's face suddenly turned ugly, and he shouted at one of the figures, "Shimik, you dare to betray me!" ”

Shimik took off his cloak and said with a blank face, "Dark Lord, it's you who are too crazy for the wizarding world to put in your hands. ”

Countless wands stretched out and aimed at the Death Eaters, this time in the form of Death Eaters.

"Stupid!" A huge wave of magic poured out from Voldemort's body, "Dumbledore and Harry are dead, who do you think can defeat me!" Just Gurries, this hairy boy! ”

"Why not?" A magic that was not inferior to Voldemort's unleashed and fiercely suppressed his magic.

Mo Wen smiled lightly: "If you are really sure of defeating me, why go to Dumbledore's graveyard to find the Elder Wand, and why do you need your men to consume my magic power?" ”

Voldemort's pupils shrank, and the wand in his hand tightened subconsciously.

"It's a pity," Mo Wen fiddled with the wand in his hand, "The Elder's wand fell into my hands first, and I might as well tell you that the other two pieces of the Deathly Hallows, the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone, are also in my hands, and you can't defeat me with the Hallows in my hands!" ”

An invisible cloak was draped over Mo Wen's body, his lower body disappeared, a black stone appeared in his hand, and as Mo Wen's fingers rotated, white figures appeared out of thin air, and they rushed into the air, confronting Voldemort's army of Dementors, and the originally cold atmosphere was swept away because of their appearance.

Voldemort's face tightened, and he said with a grim expression, "Does killing Dumbledore in exchange for the power make you complacent, Gurris?" Have you forgotten how you escaped from me last time? ”

There was an uproar in the crowd, no one expected Voldemort to admit that it was Guris who killed Dumbledore, although there were rumors before, but this time it was the Dark Lord himself who said it, and with his character, he should not disdain to lie in such a place.

Several members of the Order of the Phoenix turned pale, and the wand in their hands was quietly aimed at Mo Wen, if it weren't for the wrong situation, I was afraid that they would immediately cast a spell.

Mo Wen just smiled, but he didn't deny it, he wanted to transform the Deathly Hallows into his own treasures, and admit that they were indispensable in his own hands, and the characteristics of the Elder's wand doomed him to kill Dumbledore would be exposed, but now even Dumbledore's diehards wouldn't do anything to him, and when he solved Voldemort, it wouldn't matter.

"Tsk, Voldemort, you've been talking a lot of nonsense today, is it so strict to solve the damage Harry has caused you?"

"What did you say!" Voldemort's magic burst out again, but it was a pity that this kind of strong and middle-strong expression was even more certain of Mo Wen's thoughts.

"When you were going to kill Harry, your body was shattered by the rebound of the spell, and even your soul was torn apart, and that soul was finally attached to the only surviving person in the house, that is, Harry's body, that's why Harry is so similar to you, you are both Parseltongue, your thoughts are connected to each other, and even Harry's temperament is becoming more and more similar under the influence of your soul, cold, mean, and arrogant."

There was a whisper from the crowd, and the Hogwarts students all started talking, and they noticed that what Mo Wen said was really very similar to Harry's usual appearance, and even Ron was silent, he couldn't say anything against it.

Looking at Voldemort's face, Mo Wen was a burst of happiness, and the harvest that was about to be completed made him a little impatient.

"How? It's not good to tear your soul with your own hands! ”

"Ravenclaw's tiara, Hufflepuff's cup, Marvolo Gaunt's ring, Riddle's diary, Slytherin's locket, Harry Potter's ・・・・・・" Voldemort's face changed with every name he spoke.

"I forgot, and Nagini." Mo Wen added maliciously.

"Not good!" Voldemort spun around quickly, but it was too late.

A cloud of black flames erupted from Harry's body, engulfing the giant holding him and Nagini beside him, reduced to ashes with a terrible cry.