In fact, from the moment you set foot in the valley of the High Čyc, the end was already preordained.

In terms of purely magical strength, the gap between James and Voldemort can be described as worlds apart, and this is not a level of combat at all, even if James abandons his principles to use those forbidden dark arts.

In front of Voldemort, these self-proclaimed righteous white wizards used the dark magic they despised, and they used it against him.

This couldn't help but make Voldemort amused.

Now that he has everything in his hands, as long as he kills the boy upstairs, it will all be over, and there will be no more doubts, even if Dumbledore is still there, but Dumbledore can't get out of Hogwarts.

Voldemort prepared a big gift for Dumbledore.

Of course, if Dumbledore gave in, he wouldn't mind letting Dumbledore continue to be the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Bowing to the head of Hogwarts, that sounds like a very interesting thing.

Voldemort never considered whether Dumbledore could fight back.

He knew very well that as long as Dumbledore left Hogwarts, the battle with him would be a final result of his victory.

Voldemort put his feet out from under his robes, he wanted to take a good look at the guy who dared to challenge him.

A pale foot gently teased James's face, blood slowly flowing out of James's body, and soon Voldemort's paws were stained red.

It didn't seem like anything special, even though the man at his feet had done so many bad things for him and his Death Eaters.

However, this did not work.

Of course, the pace of conquest cannot be reversed by these small characters, and what they do is tantamount to a clown in Voldemort's eyes.

Fight him head-on?

From the Ministry of Magic to the outskirts of Hogsmeade, the man at his feet followed Dumbledore's countless attempts to stand in his way.

But, all the while, it was Dumbledore and his ridiculous Order of the Phoenix that were backing down.

Dumbledore was old, he didn't have the courage he had been, and even except for the first two encounters, Dumbledore had been avoiding confrontations with him.

And this man even tried in vain to create a root that could defeat it, and even appeared in the prophecy.

Maybe this is Dumbledore's old man.

Strangling in the cradle was a good idea, even if Voldemort didn't believe he would fail.

He is immortal.

The great Dark Lord, and even he conquered death, through extreme means.

This is all his achievement, and he can even watch these people die one after another.

There can be only one immortal person.

Voldemort looked up, seemingly losing interest in the man at his feet.

The battle of trapped beasts, this is the easiest way to stimulate a person's full strength, but the man at his feet can't even give him Yanchengxue some trouble.

It might have been trickier to be hit by this man's Avada Curse, but unfortunately, even Dumbledore couldn't say that he was more skilled in the dark arts than himself.

"It's sad. Voldemort leaned down, his emerald green eyes really staring at James.

"Trying to surpass me in terms of magic, I very much doubt that your brain is left at Hogwarts, give it all, and then only activate a disarming charm, this can only be blamed on Dumbledore for not teaching you well, what kind of spell to use on what occasions, this is not some kind of wizard duel. ”

Voldemort spoke, as if he were talking to himself. Then he stepped on James. The soles of the feet stepped through the blood, leaving one red mark after another on the floor.

......

Lily grew more and more distracted in the room.

Harry was crying so hard that it made Lily even worse.

James was still downstairs, but no sound came from below.

It can be said that except for Harry's crying, the whole room was terrifyingly quiet.

Lily couldn't wait.

She held her wand in her hand, one hand firmly holding Harry to her shoulder, which seemed to give Lily some security.

The lights were turned on and off at the end of the hallway, and even if Harry's hut was open, it didn't bring her any light.

The orange light stretched Lily's shadow infinitely, and the shadow's head completely disappeared into darkness, which made Lily very panicked.

"Lumos (fluorescent flash)!"

The cold blue light lit up the hallway, and she wanted to go down and take a look, if something really happened, she could take Harry's apparition in the first place.

Lily's mind kept recalling the Hogwarts classroom, and Dumbledore had opened everything up for Lily and James, who could apparition into Hogwarts at any time in case of danger.

This is undoubtedly an extra security for Lily's family.

They experimented, but Harry's magical talent was not outstanding, and Lily had no idea why Harry had become the man he had been prophesied.

In fact, Harry's magical talent was terrible.

At such a young age, James could unconsciously float something.

It can be said that James's talent is the best among the students at Hogwarts.

Of course, this also laid the end for James to start reigning at Hogwarts.

As for Harry, his talent was completely terrible, even worse than Lily at the beginning.

Maybe Harry will be smart when he grows up.

As a mother, Lily is always willing to think of the good things for her children.

If the prophecy had nothing to do with Harry, it would have been a good choice for Harry to be a normal person.

Either way, Lily didn't think it was that bad to be a Muggle.

Muggles are improving every day, and the fact that the old wizarding community still has people trying to restore the control of the nobility is undoubtedly a step backwards, and no one can deny the role of the Muggles.

But these things will have to wait for Harry to grow up, and when he is eleven years old, the Hogwarts invitation flies into the hands of the senses, and he is making his own choice.

Lily hugged Harry tightly, she was afraid that if she let go, Harry would fall.

It was dangerous, unprecedented, and this strong sense of crisis had been swirling in Lily's mind, even as she held the wand she had bought from Ollivanders.

Lily is very good at spells, and as long as she has a wand in hand, nothing can stop her.