Something goes wrong, something goes wrong.

He looked at the golden sea, and the dragon seemed to be too lazy to pay attention to Dumbledore, just playing in the golden sea, and Dumbledore slowly raised his wand to himself.

A bright white enchanted light burst forth.

Voldemort reflexively raised his wand, and the green glow of the Requisition Spell met the spell.

Between the two spells, the light burst out like plasma, and a white and green line of magic was linked between the two wands.

"Old thing, don't take me with you if you want to die!"

Voldemort puffed up his magic, and the green light extended all the way along the line of magic, but when he approached Dumbledore, he was forcibly stopped, even without the blessing of the Elder Wand, Dumbledore's own magic power was extremely strong, not to mention, at this time, he was already determined to die, and burst out with unprecedented power.

And so, the light of the Curse was pushed back.

For wizards, this kind of duel is like a master of internal strength in the martial arts world, extremely dangerous, and it is easy to not give in, once the strength is lost, it is possible to be directly hit by the other party.

With this level of spell, no one can survive except the unreasonable dragon.

"Ahh

Voldemort let out a roar of rage, trying to control the spell, but after all, he was at ease, and he had already used the Curse of Death, and the link point in the light began to slowly push towards Dumbledore again.

But what made people desperate was that the golden sea was still slowly rising, and it was only a man-high distance from the dome of space, and Voldemort had to bend his body slightly and yelled:

"Magician! Aren't we collaborators? ”

"Help!"

The dragon's head, which had been dyed gold, slowly protruded from the sea of gold, and the dragon opened its mouth, revealing Tang Sen's figure.

He looked at this scene with a calm face, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Riddle, although you had ulterior motives just now, without your help, I might not have been able to defeat Professor Dumbledore so easily. I admit that you are my collaborator. ”

"Then do it!" Voldemort shouted, "He can't hide now!" ”

"I'm sorry." "Mr. Riddle, I don't want to stop an old man's final battle, your Horcruxes are still there anyway, and I'm sure your loyal servants will be able to resurrect you soon." ”

"You-" Voldemort's eyes widened, almost exhausted in anger, making Dumbledore's spell a little closer, he quickly fought back, gritting his teeth and cursing, "Magician, you will regret it!" ”

"Are you threatening me?" Townsend narrowed his eyes.

An invisible attack suddenly appeared in the air towards Voldemort, Voldemort's pupils shrank, and he decisively broke off the fight with Dumbledore, and quickly dodged to the side.

But how can the consequences of breaking the link be so easy to bear, the white spell dispelled the light of the requisition spell in an instant, even if Voldemort has dodged, but it is still rubbed by the beam, and half of his body disappears directly from the chest down.

He let out a cry of pain, but the injuries that were enough to kill ordinary people were not fatal, and Voldemort turned into a cloud of black mist, frantically trying to infiltrate the space.

But this was obviously useless, as I said before, Dumbledore's carefully arranged space would not be so easily broken, and he tried again and again, only to make himself look more embarrassed.

"It's almost over."

Townsend looked at Dumbledore, "It seems that you have already chosen a way to die for yourself." ”

"Professor Tang's preparation must not be wasted." Dumbledore's tone was uncharacteristically unafraid, even uncharacteristically pleasant: "I've been through a lot of things in my life, but I've never tried to swim in the sea of gold. I hope this death isn't too ugly. ”

"Don't worry, I said it, it's going to be a gorgeous death."

The dragon's mouth slowly closed.

"Professor Tang, your ambition won't be so easy to achieve."

Dumbledore said slowly: "Gellert will not make mistakes like me, he can also see the future, I am sure, he will surprise you." ”

"I'm looking forward to it." The voice came from the dragon's mouth, and Smaug's golden eyes looked coldly at the black mist that Dumbledore and Voldemort had incarnated, and then buried his head and dived into the sea of gold.

Soon, the sea began to turbulent.

The turmoil grew faster and faster, and the already small space was completely squeezed, and Voldemort frantically dodged the deadly gold, but he soon found out in despair that it didn't make any sense.

Because there's no room left.

This illusory hall was completely filled with scorching gold.

"No—"

"I'll definitely be back!"

The sound was completely buried, and soon, the illusory space began to crumble.

In reality, the hall was crowded with wizards, and for them, since Dumbledore and the other four disappeared, they only saw a black mist suddenly emerge from the crowd, hovering in mid-air for a while, and then disappearing.

They knew that there was a battle going on where they could not see, but they had no way of knowing the outcome of the battle, and after more than an hour, they finally saw a figure reappear.

Grindelwald.

The sharp-eyed man noticed what appeared to be Dumbledore's Elder Wand in the other's hand.

"Grindelwald! What happened! ”

"How's Minister Dumbledore?"

"Who the hell won?"

"What about the magician? Why didn't it show up? ”

Grindelwald didn't answer these questions, he just looked at these people coldly, then waved his Elder Wand, and the figure disappeared directly.

"What the hell is going on?"

People can't help but start to panic, it can't be Grindelwald who wins alone, right? Could it be that the magician was really killed by them?

At that moment, there was a crisp sound in the air, as if glass was cracking.

Someone looked up and suddenly saw a white crack in the air, the crack was getting bigger and bigger, and a golden liquid flowed down.

"What's it?"

Someone curiously stretched out his hand to touch it, and then let out a terrible scream, the heat and the power of the dragon flame contained in it made his fingers burn out in an instant.

There were more and more cracks in the air, and in many places, the golden liquid poured down like a waterfall.

"Danger!"

Someone shouted, "Quick! Get out of here! ”

No one needed to be reminded to see this apocalyptic scene, and the sound of countless phantom shape-shifting air explosions sounded.

The golden liquid began to cover the floor of the hall, and the entire air was filled with cracks, and in a short period of time, the hall was empty.

Then, a loud cracking sound rang out.

The empty hall was abruptly replaced by a sea of gold, which flowed rapidly down the various exits of the hall, and a dragon poked its head out of the sea.

On top of his winged claws, a golden sculpture was held up.

Under the power of magic, the sculpture had cooled down, vividly depicting the long beard and the wrinkled face.

Albus Dumbledore came to the end of his life.

(End of chapter)