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The three closest Death Eaters spotted Field's threat and cast a spell at him at the same time, giving Field a playful laugh, and then with a wave of his wand, the three men who had been shrouded in black smoke flew out in unison and fell to the ground.

Field shot a stun spell at the nearest one, and when he looked at the other two, they had already scattered and fled.

Looking back at the middle of the graveyard, Dumbledore and Voldemort were surrounded by a chaotic turbulence of magic, the result of the collision of the magic of two top wizards.

At this time, Voldemort used his wand close to his slender mouth, exhaled lightly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a tiny fiery snake.

Driven by its wand, the fiery serpent turned into a behemoth more than thirty feet long, with Voldemort at its tail end, and its head with hideous fangs roaring silently at Dumbledore.

On the other side, Dumbledore waved his wand, and several tombstones in the graveyard flew together towards the one that had been tied to Harry, and with the swing of the wand, the hard stone tablets merged together as if metal had melted, twisting and changing, and finally turning into a statue.

Fifteen or sixteen feet tall, with a hood on his head, wings on his back, and a long-handled scythe, he is the image of a grim reaper.

The statue violently moved towards the roaring fiery serpent on the opposite side, slashing at it with a scythe, cutting the fiery serpent in two.

Voldemort grinned and blew another breath at the fire snake that was cut into two parts, and the two fire lines quickly connected the two parts of the fire snake, and then the fire snake was spliced together, and a new head grew at the joint, and the fire snake also became a two-headed snake.

Voldemort's wand snapped at the two-headed serpent and slammed into Dumbledore and the Grim Reaper's statue.

At this moment, the statue of the Grim Reaper moved sideways and blocked in front of Dumbledore, while Dumbledore behind him chanted a spell, and the wand in his hand emitted a white silk ribbon. The ribbon floated over the entangled fiery serpent and the god of death, growing in the wind, and then circled around into a huge curtain that shrouded the two behemoths below.

The ribbon didn't seem to be afraid of fire, it sturdily bound the Grim Reaper and the fiery serpent, and circled around them into a large ball.

The ball began to agitate, and Voldemort and Dumbledore in the back looked at each other, and almost at the same time withdrew control of their respective magical creations, and then the wands pointed at each other, and the green and red lights collided again.

With a wicked smile on his face, Field raised his hand, and pointed the Wand of Dragonwood in Voldemort's direction.

"Hiss-" A strange voice appeared in Field's ear, and with a wave of his wand in Field's hand, a colorful glow flashed around him, sweeping the owner of the strange sound away.

"Bang-" There was a muffled thud as Field looked back, and it was a giant serpent at least twelve feet long, curled up, its head slightly raised, revealing its pitch-black mouth and scarlet tongue at Field.

"It's you!" Field's spirit suddenly came to his senses, and with a finger of his wand in his hand, a yellow light shot out.

"It's all petrified—"

"Bang-" The yellow light struck the serpent, and the serpent flew up, but as soon as it landed, it was completely unaffected by the petrification charm, and opened its mouth and ricocheted at Field.

"Damn it—what's going on?" Fieldd waved his wand at the flying snake, and the Sweeping Charm swept the serpent away again.

Field went on to fire several spells, including runic magic, but none of them worked on the serpent.

"Immunity to magic effects?" The serpent opened its mouth to bite Field again.

Field frowned, then snorted, the golden light in his right eye, and the dragon scales on the body of the dragon wand in his hand also faintly glowed red.

"Poof-" A large white object suddenly shot out from the tip of the staff, heading straight for the snake's mouth.

The serpent was caught off guard, its large black mouth and glowing fangs biting the massive white object before rolling to the ground.

The serpent rolled around the grass a few times, then propped itself up, trying to shake off the contents of its mouth, but found that it could not shake it off.

"Hehe—taste the power of my slime charm!" Field's took the opportunity to fire several sticky spells at the serpent one after another, completely covering it under the glue.

"Nagini—" Voldemort called in the distance, and the serpent began to twist wildly under the viscose cover, and there seemed to be some connection between a man and a snake.

"Ahh

As Dumbledore suppressed the explosion and dispersed, Voldemort turned into a rapidly spinning tornado and scurried towards Field.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!" Voldemort roared.

"Ha, I'll wait, you told me that four years ago!" said Field, grinning, raised his wand and shot a dazzling green light at Voldemort.

"Avada Suo—"

"Avada Suo—"

The two of them unleashed this deadly spell almost simultaneously, and two green rays of light collided, colliding in a fierce arc of electricity.

"Ahh

Field's feet seemed to be stuck in the dirt at this time, and he was definitely no match for Voldemort in the magic competition, and even if he used Dandel's gift, he could only parry.

However, there was no trace of fear on his face, and there was even a faint look of madness.

"Kill you, destroy you, hahahaha-" Field grinned, his long blonde hair slowly turning pitch black, scattered in all directions under the blows of the hurricane, and his golden right eye had returned to black, and there seemed to be black smoke wafting out of his eyes.

Field's magic power suddenly increased, and then black gas began to glow around him, and the green light emitted by his wand also increased violently.

"How is this, how is it possible?" Voldemort looked incredulous as he watched Field's Death Curse approach him little by little.

"Damn!" he turned his head to see that Dumbledore had almost suppressed the source of the explosion.

But suddenly, the pressure on his hand lightened, and the black qi around Field on the opposite side was converging.

"Damn, I knew there was a sequelae of this thing—" Field desperately suppressed the urge to destroy everything, instinctively knowing that if he was to be taken over by this impulse, he would lose his sense of self.

"Hahaha-" Voldemort laughed maniacally, and then with a flick of his wand, he set off another point of light directly at Field and him.

The light flickered, then swelled rapidly, with a fierce and restless magic.

"Are you going to die?" said Field, looking at the point of light full of destruction, his eyes were in a trance, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Hahaha—let's go—" Voldemort roared, then disappeared in place with a whoosh.

All around, the Death Eaters broke free from their entanglements, and their apparitions quickly moved away.

Dumbledore finally suppressed the blast point and looked at the one in front of Field.

"Hurry up, it's too late," he yelled, flicked his wand, and wrapped himself in a sky-blue ball of light around his body.

Then he ran towards Field, but by this time, the points of light had begun to tear, and the surging magic was vented.

A look of relief appeared on Field's face.

"Is this the end of my story?