Blazing.

Smoke.

Death.

The passage of a life, accompanied by a roar and despair.

Harry couldn't hear him, he was confronting Voldemort.

His parents told him not to let go, this wrestling.

"So, he's really a wizard?" An old man appeared from Voldemort's wand, "This guy wants my life, you fight him, kid." ”

Another woman appeared, and when she saw Harry, she shouted, "Don't let him do you, don't let him hurt you, Harry, don't let go." ”

"We can only stay for a short time after the connection is disconnected, but we will buy you time, you can leave quickly."

"No, I can't." Hearing his parents say that Harry was still floating.

He didn't have a way to escape, not even a Transfiguration Charm, the portkey was disposable, and he couldn't leave.

Once disconnected, he has only one end, and that is death.

But the mother said, "Dumbledore is here, Harry. ”

This sentence gave Harry infinite strength, and he chose to trust his mother.

He pulled his wand hard and the connection was disconnected.

The image did not disappear, and flew towards Voldemort.

Harry crashed into an embrace, it was Dumbledore.

He really came.

Fear flashed across Voldemort's face, and his Death Eaters didn't come for some reason.

Aldolf Edgar died, and even he could not be defeated in such a situation now.

The effect of Exclusive Power fades, and Voldemort's wand glows green.

The Requisition Curse turned into a thunderbolt towards Dumbledore.

At this time, a burst of fairy music came.

The green light was swallowed by the phoenix, and the phoenix turned into a pile of ashes and fell.

In the midst of the ashes, ugly chicks reappeared.

The phoenix bathes in fire.

Voldemort sensed that someone was coming.

This time he was embarrassed, and the treacherous atmosphere of his original appearance disappeared with a fire and Dumbledore's arrival.

In his peripheral vision, he saw another man descending from the sky.

Crazy killing intent came in an instant.

"Broken bones"

The white light pierced through Voldemort's foothold, and the tremendous power dissipated along with the tombstone behind him.

"Voldemort ——!"

John arrived.

He's crazy.

The spell shot out like money, and the magic seemed to be inexhaustible, and the right hand was held in the void.

The Sword of Silver Wick appeared out of thin air, and flames instantly enveloped the blade.

With wings stretched out from his back, he swung his sword at Voldemort twenty feet away.

The blade of the flame cut a sword mark embedded in the ground directly into the ground, and was split in two along with the tombstone in the cemetery.

Voldemort looked at John deeply, and without giving him a second chance to do so, the apparition shifted away.

John didn't chase for a moment, turned and rushed towards the fire.

Here, the man in the same silver mask held his wand aloft in his hand, and his voice was already hoarsely roaring.

"All curses are over!"

Kim, who is the best at Defence Against the Dark Arts, can't extinguish the fire.

He could quench all the flames, just like he used to.

The golden light was insignificant in front of the flames, and John came to see the man who was burning in the flames.

His eyes turned red, and his magic began to stir.

Dumbledore saw this scene and was about to make a move, when he saw John's terrifying magic burst out from his body.

The surging fire seemed to be pinched by a hand at the moment.

With endless anger in his scarlet eyes, John slashed out with his sword, and the fire was squeezed away by the magic force, separating a path.

"Mana Runaway." Dumbledore stared at the scene.

Another man rushed into the fire and brought the charred body out.

The moment the body came out, John saw the clenched hands loosen and the silver ring and badge fall.

His feet went limp, and just as he was about to fall, he pushed himself to his feet again, muttering, "By the way, with magic, this is a magical world." ”

He looked at the big boy who took off his mask and cried bitterly, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Kim, put him down and let me come!" ”

Pour out all the galleons in the small bag, there are tens of thousands.

Using the Coin Charm, John watched as Gareon visibly decreased, until it was all gone.

The corpse didn't change in the slightest, and John thought of his time magic again.

A golden magic array appeared on his left hand, and John spun the time.

His body, which had been burned by the fire, was gradually repairing, which gave John hope.

"Heinrich, I'm coming, everything will work out." He muttered to himself.

Bursts of black smoke emanated from his body, constantly changing on his body.

The golden sand quickly disappeared in his left hand, and John ignored it until his charred body returned to a dry corpse.

The sand on John's body was depleted, and he shouted, "No, keep fixing it for me!" ”

"By the way, I still have soul magic."

Talking to himself, John stretched out his right hand again, and the black silk thread was wrapped around the dried corpse.

But there is no life left, and what can be done to cure it.

Cedric fell to his knees, weeping bitterly.

Kim Ledisley, who had taken off his mask, was blinded and seemed unable to accept the result.

John's brain was racing, and he jerked his head to look in Harry's direction.

Harry was chilled in the eyes, and John wasn't targeting him.

He walked over quickly and said to Dumbledore, "Professor Dumbledore, the time turner, we can use the time turner. ”

He even forgot his usual disguise, looked at Dumbledore with hope, and said, "I know what you have, you still have, give me the time turner, and let me save him." ”

Dumbledore was silent for a long time, he couldn't watch John offend death, he knew better that the time turner couldn't change the outcome that had already been decided.

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't give it to you. ”

John, who was originally hoping for and even flattering, gradually lost his sparkle in his eyes.

Under Dumbledore's gaze, black magic spread out of John's body, and a deep voice rang out.

"Professor Dumbledore, I want you to give me the time-turner, it's meant to be mine, isn't it?"

The voice was extremely cold, and it was even suffocating as if it were two people just now.

Dumbledore could see that the person in front of him was now in an extremely dangerous state.

But he shook his head anyway and said seriously: "Time is taboo, child. ”

"Taboo?"

Laughter rang out lowly, and the head that had been hanging low suddenly lifted.

In those eyes, hatred was mixed with anger.

"Dumbledore, you're still as hypocritical as ever."

"You had a chance to save him, but you chose Harry."

"It's you, everything is you!"

Reason fades away.

The black magic is like a quagmire, dragging everyone down.

John said in a resentful tone, "You were the first to get here, and you didn't choose Heinrich because of his family, or because he wasn't Hogwarts, or because he wasn't Harry Potter!" ”

Eccentricity!

This is not the first time John has known about this.

But he didn't expect that when Heinrich was surrounded by fierce fire, Harry and Voldemort confronted each other.

Dumbledore didn't hesitate to choose Harry, and even if Dumbledore made a move, Heinrich might be able to survive.

He didn't, he cared more about Harry Potter's life and death.

Fuck the savior, John, as long as his friends are alive.

Just like now, John said word for word, "Give me something, Dumbledore." ”

He knows, knows everything.

As he knew, Mundungus was still in Dumbledore's service.

He thought it would release some goodwill and let the old man know that he was a good person.

He knew that there were two time turners in the third-year application, one of which was in Dumbledore's drawer.

He knew that Dumbledore had some jealousy of him, and was blatantly biased towards Harry.

But.

But he was also a student at Hogwarts.

Isn't it?

He just needs one to be fair.

Even in order to save Heinrich, he can do without fairness in the future.

The sword in his hand was pointed at Dumbledore, and John took a deep breath and said again with a blank face, "Give it to me." ”

As long as there is a time turner, everything is in time.

"I'm sorry."

Dumbledore put Harry down and looked at John, still in the same reply.

"I can't."

Harry's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he couldn't interject.

Faced with the greatest wizard of the century, John was on the verge of collapse.

"I can't look at you irretrievably," Dumbledore said with a complicated expression, trying to get John to turn back, "Don't play with taboos, death is irretrievable, and the time turner can't do what you say." ”

John knew he might have been exposed, so what?

He smiled coldly and turned to leave.

Playing with taboos?

Who the hell is playing with the taboo?

And who is there under the guise of fairness.

"You've consumed the last vestiges of my affection for you, Dumbledore."

John's footsteps paused slightly, and the expression under the mask was full of indifference.

"You may feel like you're on top, but don't forget, there's also deadly danger in the quagmire."

There was a continuous explosion around him, and it was someone from the security team who came.

Don Mi appeared with Peter Pettigrew in his hand, and he stood silently behind John.

。。。

Some people died, but not completely......