Van Lin's face darkened slightly, and the devil knew why he would say such meaningless words.

At this time, Van Lin appeared behind everyone, of course, the Fox on his shoulder did not contact stealth with Van Lin, which was the key to catching Nagini.

The Death Eaters were in an uproar, and Voldemort immediately turned around, "Van Lin Al!"

The blood-red pupils glowed even better.

The way this boy looked, Voldemort will never forget, like Harry Potter, these two damn imps.

Voldemort will never forget a few defeats, the night in the High Jack Valley, the dungeons of Hogwarts, and the defeat of last summer......

These places, if it weren't for these two little ghosts now......

"Damn, you all deserve to die!" Voldemort's eyes burst into an unimaginable glint of hatred.

Many of the Death Eaters looked stunned, touched behind by a little wizard, but none of them noticed, and it was clear that this was something that no one could accept.

They all knew that the two little wizards in front of them had smashed the plans of the great Duke of Darkness Voldemort countless times, and this was what they all saw.

There is no doubt that this time......

No one can say for sure who will be next.

Getting here...... A righteous master of the Ministry of Magic, or Dumbledore?

"You've really disappointed me...... "Vanlin said calmly, "it's not a coincidence, but, I suppose, that's the end of your meeting." ”

"Van Lin!" Harry's eyes lit up, and Van Lin's presence here at this moment was obviously a great encouragement to Harry.

It was Fan Lin who was talking to him before, hiding next to him with a phantom spell, and now he jumped out, obviously with confidence.

Maybe, it really can.......

"Be careful, Harry. Van Lin's expression was awe-inspiring, and he still hadn't seen the wand effect between Harry and Voldemort that Dumbledore had spoken of.

Triggering the flashback pre-spell, it is obvious that this requires the contact of two people to be able to do so.

"Do it, Harry, like I said before, Voldemort can't beat you at all, trust me, let's get out of the ...... Here......"

Van Lin drew his wand, and in just an instant, a large amount of magic power from the Philosopher's Stone gathered from his wrist.

Just like in the Quidditch World Cup, a dazzling blue light spread from Van Lin's body in an instant.

"Damn, you're all going to die!" Voldemort shouted angrily, and Van Lin's presence touched his otherwise peaceful mind.

"Kill him, you!" Voldemort shouted, but before the Death Eaters could move, Harry was the first to move.

Voldemort was ready to kill Harry, and Harry was the same, and his standing up meant that Harry was going to face Voldemort head-on. Just as Harry shouted, "Expelliarmus!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

When a beam of red light erupted from Harry's wand, Voldemort's wand also shot a bleak green light, and they met in the air.

Immediately afterward, the sparks generated by the collision of magical forces replaced the colors of the entire space.

Van Lin was a little nervous, he wasn't sure if Harry would really be able to stop Voldemort, so far too many things were out of his control, just like Dumbledore.

There is no doubt that an incomplete memory alone is not enough to grasp all of them.

However, this is already a very high starting point, at least......

Suddenly, Harry's wand vibrated as if there was a burst of electricity.

But Harry's hand was still gripping it, and he wouldn't let go of it as long as he wanted to.

A narrow pillar of light connected the two wands, neither red nor green, but bright, a deep golden yellow.

Harry stared at the pillar of light in amazement, and along Harry's pillar of light he saw Voldemort's long, white fingers also clenching his wand, which was also vibrating.

Then, unprepared, Harry, he felt his feet off the ground. He and Voldemort both rose into the air, their wands still connected by the flickering golden pillar of light.

They slipped away from Voldemort's father's gravestone and finally came to rest on a clean, graveless ground. The Death Eaters were shouting, they were asking Voldemort for directions, and they, they had re-formed a circle around Harry and Voldemort.

Snakes slid on their heels, and some of them were pulling out their wands.

And Van Lin stood in front of all the Death Eaters......

The golden pillars of light that connected Harry and Fourmut were splitting: the wands were still connected, and the branches of a thousand rays of light formed arcs high above them, intersecting around them in the shape of a cross, until they were enclosed in a golden, circular web, forming a cage of light.

The Death Eaters outside surrounded Van Lin like a pack of jackals, their cries strangely muffled.

"Leave us alone. Voldemort screamed at the corpse eaters, "Kill the other one!"

Harry's eyes widened when he saw that he was amazed at what had happened, and he was trying to shatter the pillar of light that still connected him to Harry's wand.

Harry hurriedly tightened his grip on the wand with both hands. The golden pillar of light is still intact.

"Damn, kill the other one, I can fix it here!" Voldemort shouted to the Death Eaters, and suddenly, a mysterious, beautiful sound rang out in the air, coming from every small ray of light in the web of light, echoing around Harry and Voldemort.

Harry recognized the sound, though he had only heard it once before...... What a beautiful singing voice...... It was Harry's voice of hope, the most beautiful and joyful voice he had ever heard in his life. He felt the sound not only ring around him, but burrowing into his body.

The sound connected him to Voldemort, as if a friend was whispering in his ear.

"Don't disconnect the beam of light. ”

I know, Harry said to the voice, I know I have to ...... But as soon as he thought about it, the situation turned bad.

His wand vibrated even more violently than it had just been, and the pillar of light between him and Voldemort had changed.

There seemed to be large orbs of light sliding back and forth between the wands, and as they began to glide slowly and steadily, Harry felt the wand in his hand vibrate.

Now the light began to move from Voldemort towards him, and he felt his wand vibrate with rage.

As the first orb of light got closer and closer to the tip of Harry's wand, the temperature of the log in his hand became very high, and he feared that it would catch fire. The closer the orb got, the harder Harry's wand vibrate.

He was sure that if he continued like this, his wand would not be able to bear it, and it seemed to be about to shatter in his hands.

He concentrated every part of his spirit, forcing the light beads to slide towards Voldemort, his ears filled with beautiful singing, his eyes staring wildly...... Slowly, slowly, the light bead vibrated and stopped, and then, slowly, it began to move in the other direction. Now, Voldemort's wand began to vibrate violently.

All this is beyond everyone's understanding, and no one knows what kind of spell this is, and they have never seen it before.

Perhaps, this is the so-called fate, the fate between the Dark Lord and the warriors, they will finally decide a life and death, just today or another time.

Perhaps, the Dark Lord will fail......