Lockhart was ready, he didn't have the confidence to block Voldemort's attack with a spell, so after Voldemort finished speaking, "Die." In an instant, he cast the Flying Curse on a large stone next to him, and the stone flew in front of Harry, blocking the Death Curse.

Purely magical attacks can be blocked by heavy solids, and Voldemort was not surprised by this. He turned his head to look at Lockhart: "What a quick reaction speed, whose young man is this?Are you interested in joining my career, the qiē you want, powerful mana, money, status, women, and even immortality, can be obtained from me......"

Lockhart was stared at by Voldemort's gaze, and immediately understood his horror, as if he was being targeted by death, and as if he was standing on top of the abyss, there was no doubt that he would die in the next second, and the blood in his body was almost coagulated. What is this terrifying feeling? Does Voldemort have a life banishment on him?

"Professor......" Harry almost said, "...... The professor said that we cannot give in to power, Neville!"

Voldemort looked at Lockhart in surprise: "It turned out to be a Longbottom child, no wonder...... Then it seems that I don't have a chance. ”

As soon as the wand moved, a white light flew towards Lockhart, he finally knew why the other Aurors couldn't dodge, this spell sacrificed lethality, but the speed and angle were extremely tricky, and under the pressure of Voldemort's aura, he could barely move under his feet, and could only raise his hand to condense the magic shield. Then he was knocked out, hit the wall, and sat down in the corner.

"Neville!" Hermione exclaimed in alarm, she obviously didn't expect that even Professor Lockhart would be able to block Voldemort's blow, but luckily the Aurors had already demonstrated it, so Lockhart didn't look ashamed. Hermione immediately ran up to Lockhart and looked at him blankly.

Lockhart signaled that he was fine, and then with Hermione's support, he stood up, and the first thing he did was to take out the polyjuice decoction and make up for it, just kidding, exposing it here, it would be nine deaths! How long will Dumbledore arrive? He glanced at Moody irritably, and Moody was also looking at him.

"Your friend saved you once, Potter, and now you're still not willing to give it to me?" Voldemort asked slowly, not looking at Lockhart, staring into Harry's eyes.

Harry was ashamed of his carelessness, and he took his wand and pointed it at Voldemort, "No!"

"I can't help it, Arvada is asking for my life!" Voldemort shook his head slightly.

"you weapons!"

A beam of red light erupted from Harry's wand, meeting Voldemort's Death Curse in the air. To the surprise of everyone present, they were actually frozen in the air, knowing that this can only happen when two people with similar magic power are fighting.

Voldemort's expression suddenly became suspicious, his wand vibrate, and he removed the coercion of the others present, pouring the magic power of his whole body into his wand. But it didn't achieve the desired effect, and the green light only pressed forward a dozen centimeters, and then it stalemate.

A narrow pillar of light connected two spells, neither red nor green. But it is bright and is a deep golden yellow. Harry couldn't hold his wand in his hand, but he tried his best to output his magic.

Lockhart saw Voldemort's long, white fingers gripping his wand, which was also trembling. The others hesitated, but Lockhart knew what was going on.

"Good chance, kill him!" Lockhart shouted, taking advantage of Voldemort's immobility, to attack him first: "Avada for his life!"

"Avada Suo!" "Die!" "Arvada Suo!"

More than a dozen death curses erupted from the Aurors' wands, and in normal times, Voldemort would have had countless ways to deal with such a slow-moving attack, but now, unprepared, he felt his feet off the ground.

Both Harry and Voldemort rose into the air, their wands still connected by the flickering golden pillar of light, which was splitting: the wands were still connected, and the branches of a thousand rays of light arced above them, crossing around them in a cross, until they were enclosed in a golden, circular net, and they were now wrapped in a cocoon.

The Aurors' fierce combined attack, if hit, is enough to instantly kill any creature with high magic resistance in the world, not even dragons and phoenixes. But the moment it touched the ball of light, it was all absorbed, and then the ball of light appeared thicker.

This time, the Aurors were dumbfounded.

"What's going on," Scrimgeour asked anxiously, "what is Harry doing?"

Suddenly, a mysterious, beautiful sound rang out in the air, echoing around Harry and Voldemort from every little piece of light in the web spun with light.

"Gildero, think of a way!" Blake watched his godson in distress, and his heart burned with fire.

"I don't know what's going on!" Lockhart knew why, but he didn't know anything about the phenomenon, and he wasn't a wand specialist.

"What to do?" Moody was dumbfounded, the Aurors had to know everything: reconnaissance, infiltration, sneak attacks behind enemy lines, assassinations, and even rounding up, rescuing hostages, protecting important wizards or Muggles, the only thing that would not be dealt with was this magical magical phenomenon, and all the Aurors present did not know what was going on.

"Tell the striker department first, let them bring some large anti-magic equipment, Voldemort can't be allowed to run today!" Scrimgeour commanded loudly with a stiff face.

It was too late, and although Voldemort didn't know what was going on, he knew he couldn't delay it - he vibrated the magic violently, trying to forcibly sever the connection.

Meanwhile, Harry is talking to the spirits of his loved ones.

"Harry, hold on!" said Harry's father, Jaime, "Your mother is coming......

"Kid, be strong, you're going to beat that guy. An old man said, his eyes on Voldemort. "That's how the prophecy is written!"

The soul of Harry's mother, Lily, emerged from Voldemort's wand, approached Harry, scrutinizing him. "Son, you are so brave. ”

Lily looked at the people below: "But we can't protect you for long, we will cut off the pillar of light later, you have to hide, the Aurors below will protect you, we believe that Headmaster Dumbledore will also arrive soon, there is a special contact between the members of the Order of the Phoenix and him." ”

"Understood. Harry gasped, trying to grip his wand, which was sliding between his fingers.

"Now let it go. His father whispered, "Be ready to hide, now let it go......"

PS: Yesterday briefly surpassed the previous one, vote more for recommendations, and there are two more in the afternoon.