Red lightning is overwhelming.

Almost instantly, two pairs of iron armor were shattered, blocked by the third lane, and dissipated at the same time.

Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Sirius each consumed four.

Ginny and Ron consumed two.

The Nine Talismans are just right.

However, John looked up in confusion at the wand he had flown out.

He slowly lowered his gaze to the raised vine wand.

As his wand moved upwards, he saw Hermione's panicked face.

The tenth is the gentleest, most tangled, and weakest disarming spell.

But it was precisely this that fell on John's body through those disappearing iron armor spells.

He had puzzled and disbelief in his eyes.

The weakest spell had a more damaging effect than lightning.

After a few seconds of stiffness, John erupted.

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the black magic on his body emanated.

The Holy Grail was powered by the absence of a wand, and almost instantly overwhelmed John.

The colored light slammed down, and the black magic on his body exploded like smoke.

The terrifying coercion instantly sent everyone except Dumbledore flying out.

Black smoke engulfed with magic, John's eyes turned black, and his face was full of cracks like broken porcelain.

He struggled to speak, "You made your choice, Hermione. ”

Hermione was groggy as she looked up and saw what John was now.

The clever witch's face had never been so confused, flustered, and helpless.

John walked over to Harry, who had undergone a soul operation.

Voldemort's soul had been with Harry since he was a year old, and after more than ten years of changes, pulling out that part also weakened Harry.

As soon as John raised his hand, the black mist enveloped Harry, and he said in a deep voice, "You and I have a deal. ”

He looked at Dumbledore, "I ruined your savior, and this is my revenge." ”

Throwing Harry straight over, Dumbledore used a shock absorbing charm to take Harry.

Sirius hurriedly got up and ran over, and when he saw Harry, he saw Dumbledore stunned.

He followed Dumbledore's line of sight, and the scar on his forehead was gone.

Countless stories about Harry Potter revolve around one characteristic.

Lightning-shaped scars.

And now, John drained the soul that belonged to Voldemort.

The healing of lightning scars means the disappearance of the savior.

John destroys the savior that Dumbledore had spent more than a decade cultivating in the layout.

Looking into the field, John waved his hand, and the black mist blasted the statue that was suppressed on Jin's body into the air.

A black mist swept through, and all the people of the Star Society came to John's side.

He said coldly to Dumbledore, "I said it wouldn't be what you expected. ”

John spent a whole year planning and telling everyone.

Savior?

It's just a joke.

His words made Dumbledore unable to refute.

At one point the student stood in front of him and said he would kill Voldemort.

And now, he has done it.

John and Dumbledore looked at each other coldly, and the old man saw his own appearance in those dark eyes.

Voldemort was right, his distrust killed John Wick, who belonged to Hogwarts.

"The wand is flying." John raised his hand and called for his wand.

But there was no response.

"Magical power, Albus."

The old but elegant lazy and noble tone sounded with a hint of nostalgia.

John's wand, in the hands of an old man.

Although he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, he still couldn't hide his unusual temperament.

Both Dumbledore and John saw the man, or everyone present.

It was a man as old as Dumbledore, with John's wand in his hand, and he didn't know when he would enter here.

But they could see the man standing next to Voldemort's body.

"You're such an amazing wizard, you were like this, you are now, and you will be like this."

The old man spoke to John as if he had been familiar with him before.

And the Holy Grail in the air fascinated the old man, "I have to admit that in magic, you have a talent that surpasses everyone else. ”

"The Holy Grail is flying." With a finger of his wand, the Holy Grail that had been in the sky descended rapidly.

John reacted immediately, using his object magic to grab the Holy Grail.

The red magic stone is at the bottom of the wall of the cup, and the gold carried inside turns into liquid, which has unimaginable magical power.

The power of time and the Philosopher's Stone brings about the effect of rejuvenation.

The old man's goal is not a holy grail, but a medium liquid.

So when the liquid in it flowed down, the old man drank it.

He didn't drink much, but it got him out of his old body.

Back to the age of the battle.

Unusual heterochromatic eyes, revealing evil and handsome faces.

Dumbledore asked the sentence with difficulty and disbelief, "How could you...... Gellert Grindelwald? ”

Crooking his neck, the man smiled evilly, "The appearance of a person has changed little Tom's mind, his insecurity makes him feel that he needs a helper." ”

Obviously, there is no better helper than the previous Dark Lord.

Gellert Grindelwald.

The Great War of 1945, the first generation of the Dark Lord to disappear.

While Dumbledore was struggling with Azkaban, Voldemort, who was motionless, went somewhere else.

Newmongard.

He was released and made a deal with Voldemort.

He's been there, or rather, he's been waiting for this time.

Grindelwald speaks to Dumbledore: "Maybe we need to catch up for a while, but now isn't a good opportunity, so ......"

"Except for your weapons"

Dumbledore was caught off guard, and the wand in his hand flew out and landed in Grindelwald's hand.

Getting the long-lost wand, Grindelwald didn't show any joy.

"John, you're a brilliant alchemist." Grindelwald looked at John.

"It's a pity that you're obsessed with something, which makes you weaker."

After saying that, Grindelwald showed no hesitation and broke the red oak wand in his hand.

John's face changed wildly, "Stop——! ”

A soul emerges from the broken wand.

Unlike before, this soul is even more powerful.

Voldemort devoured several other pieces of himself.

As soon as he came out and looked at Grindelwald, he was about to burrow into his body.

John turned into a cloud of black gas and walked in front of Voldemort in an instant, holding the sword of Silver Wick.

Unhurried, Grindelwald shot a shattering spell towards the Holy Grail.

Save the Holy Grail?

Kill Voldemort?

The moment the thought came to him, John roared.

His plans were all disrupted at this moment.

The soul that exists within the Holy Grail is the key.

He saved the Holy Grail.

Voldemort will kill him later.

He watched as his soul, which he had managed to pull out, returned to his body at this moment.

Voldemort reopened his eyes, his heart beating again.

The difference is that Voldemort is more complete now than before.

Divide the soul and be reclaimed by him.

The collision of several thoughts made him digest for a while, and his eyes turned back to red vertical pupils.

"A feeling I haven't felt in a long time." Voldemort's cold, high-pitched voice rang out.

His pupils flickered, his gaze locked on Grindelwald, and then moved to the chalice.

The Holy Grail of being able to rejuvenate and immortalize.

His face was full of greed.

Eyes swept over the scene, and the Death Eaters cheered one by one.

And the Order of the Phoenix, it is like a mourning.

Voldemort turned out to be alive again.

There is also a second person who pops up.

Voldemort and Grindelwald.

The Dark Lord and the Dark Lord.

Dumbledore picked up Harry's wand.

How can you stop such a combination?

John shielded the chalice and his gaze swept over the combination.

Two figures fell from the sky, hovering around John.

Basil and Riddle.

John gripped the chalice tightly, and there was only one Super Magic Crystal left in his silver hand.

And the two Dark Lords opposite.

It seems that now they are going to be served in a pot.

The three parties were silent.

Voldemort spoke with pleasure and coldness, "Now, your time of death has come. ”

The two Dark Lords weren't going to work together sincerely.

It's also a good idea to allow them to temporarily eradicate their worst enemies.

The two sides reversed the attack and defense again.

The Death Eaters moved as well, and they moved closer to each other.

Dumbledore told the others to be on guard.

The elevator rang out loud and sound, it was the Death Eaters.

Kingsley's fate is unknown, and it was Grindelwald who released them.

The power of the Death Eaters pouring out of their nests.

Voldemort could even capture the Ministry of Magic in one fell swoop.

"John?" Malfoy asked John.

"Everything was perfect." John muttered to himself.

He raised his head and swept over the Order of the Phoenix, and the black qi on his body began to converge.

Staring at that group of powerful forces, he sighed, and said in a cold and decisive voice: "Then let's kill it again." ”

A blue flame lit in the fireplace.

Behind John, Fleur ripped off the necklace around her neck and handed it to John.

"What makes you think you can compete with me?" John spoke.

The power of exclusivity is shattered.

Tang Mi was the first to walk out of the fireplace.

He bowed far in John's direction.

Out of the flames came one heavily armed security team after another.

The fireplace was lit again, and dozens of Aurors and beaters appeared.

Old Barty came here and couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene.

Tang Mi said respectfully: "My lord, we have always been there. ”

John raised his hands and tilted his head, "Do you like the gift I prepared for you?" ”

Nearly a hundred rays of light flew out from behind him, raining down on the Death Eaters.

The Dark Lord?

The White Devil?

Who is not a king yet!

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