"Professor Tang, is your solution really feasible?"

In the night, in the middle of a barren mountain range, Snape and Townsend stood side by side, and in front of them, Harry Potter walked slowly into a cave with a wand in hand, looking uneasy.

Behind them, and around the cavern, there were sparse figures, orderly inserting their wands into the earth.

"You've asked me three times, Professor Snape." Tang Sen's face was flat, and he said, "If you don't believe in my divination skills, you can figure it out by yourself, but Voldemort I must kill." ”

"Let Harry voluntarily die in the future you see, will he really come back to life?" Snape gave a rare look of confusion.

"Didn't you give him the Resurrection Stone?" Townsend Road.

"Resurrection Stone" Snape paused and glared at Townsen, "You already know that that thing can't revive people at all. ”

"Maybe." Townsend said casually: "If you want to kill Voldemort completely, you must destroy all his Horcruxes, and as his Horcruxes, Harry is a mortal man." ”

"Unless you're better at the dark arts than Voldemort, there's no way you're going to be able to separate Voldemort's soul fragment from Harry's body."

Snape kept silent, of course he tried this method, in fact, when he learned the news from Dumbledore, Snape had been in the library for a long time, but the book containing the Horcruxes had long since been destroyed by Voldemort, and the books on souls were complicated.

What's more, even if he is proficient in dark arts, the gap between him and Voldemort is too huge, and the talent of the other party is a figure of Dumbledore's level, and many times it cannot be achieved by hard work.

"So, the only way is to let Voldemort do it himself, and if he happens to be using the Reaper Charm, and the Reaper Curse happens to hit his own soul, then Harry will survive—it's a matter of odds."

"As for the odds, I think the elixir you just gave to Mr. Potter might be of some use."

Snape was still distracted, and although it wasn't the first time he had heard this explanation, and he agreed that it worked, he still asked, "What if Voldemort didn't use the Requisition Charm?" Harry couldn't resist any of his other spells, and what if Voldemort hit the soul that belonged to Harry? ”

"There's too much uncertainty about this, it's better for me to use the Requisition Charm directly on Harry, it's a 1 in 2 chance anyway."

Townsend glanced at him and said, "Professor Snape, you're confused if you care. ”

"The soul fragment hidden in Mr. Potter's body is not just a soul, it is a Horcrux, and a Horcrux cannot be destroyed by your Destiny Curse."

"The only one who can destroy it is its own owner."

"If you use the Requisition Charm on Harry, I can tell you with certainty that he doesn't have a 1 in 2 chance, but is certain to die."

Snape opened his mouth to say something more, but Townsend interrupted him directly.

"Don't worry, I've seen Mr. Potter come back from the dead."

He did see it, but not in dream divination, but in movies.

Townsen's divination can indeed predict what he will do in the future, but divination is not a simple prediction after all, divination requires information.

Tang Sen could never randomly divinate the future of a person he didn't know or see at all, only the more detailed the information he had, the more accurate the divination results would be.

Obviously, there is too much knowledge of Horcruxes and souls for the fact that Harry can survive, and the results of Townes's divination will not be very accurate, for example, pendulum divination, it can only show the rough results of this matter, for example, divination Harry will survive, the pendulum's swing is clockwise, but the swing is slow, which means that there is a possibility of survival, and coin divination is not suitable for this type at all, because the factors affecting it are too great.

As for dream divination, this thing needs more accurate information, otherwise it may not be able to see anything, for example, the dream divination that Tang Sen used for the divination class was able to be a great success, because he mastered the detailed information of all the students, and many times of divination and his perfect performance according to the expected picture.

In short, Townsend wasn't sure Harry would survive.

He's just betting.

Anyway, Voldemort is going to kill anyway, and the current method is already the best way, if he really loses the bet-

Harry Potter's life was a life of selfless contribution.

Not to mention the conversation between the two outside the cave, Harry walked slowly through the gloomy and damp cavern, faintly lit by fire in front of him.

He took a deep breath.

Thinking about what he was going to do next, he said that it was of course impossible not to be afraid, but he had no other choice.

He could only trust Professor Tang, as his most beloved professor of divination and as his most admired revolutionary leader, it was impossible for Professor Tang to deceive himself.

Anyway, if you have to face Voldemort after all, it is better to die generously.

Greenffindor didn't lack courage, and Harry suppressed his fear, clenched his wand, and quickened his pace.

Then, at last, he saw where the fire was coming from.

It was a roaring firewood, and above the flame, a man-high vat was hanging.

The bright red liquid in the vat was bubbling hot, emitting a thick and unpleasant smell of blood.

Without being reminded, Harry knew where he was aiming.

Voldemort was recovering from his injuries through some kind of ritual, and ironically, he had apparently lost his followers to the point where there was no one left to protect him.

Most of the Death Eaters were captured in Azkaban, and a few were ostracized and killed even if they followed Voldemort to the United States.

Harry noticed a wand placed in the corner of the cave.

His heart was beating violently.

Voldemort was careless! He didn't expect that he would be found hiding in such a hidden place! So there is no wand to protect yourself!

"Maybe I can kill Voldemort with my own hands!"

The thought crossed Harry's mind in an instant, and he certainly preferred the latter to be killed by Voldemort, even if he needed to kill himself to destroy the last Horcruxes.

He waved his wand lightly, and with a silent spell beckoned it.

As a prospective graduate, simple silent spells such as the Summoning Charm and the Levitation Charm were too much for him to do.

He tried to break Voldemort's wand with all his might, but for some reason, the original fragile wand was extremely tough and made a sharp sound.

"Not good!"

Harry's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't dare to bother with the wand anymore, and reflexively fired a spell at the vat above the flames.

"Broken bones!"

Rumble!

The vat and the bright red liquid inside burst out, and a mass of flesh fell into the flames, letting out a terrible scream.

Harry must have thought that Voldemort's injuries were worse than he had imagined.

He didn't dare to slack off and waved his wand again.

"It's all petrified!"

The spell struck the flesh with precision, and the mass of flesh turned gray in an instant.

It was only then that Harry relaxed a little, and looked intently at the mass of flesh.

It was a naked, deformed, curled up human body, the entire upper body, from the chest up, including the head and right arm, as small as a baby, and the left arm and lower body as emaciated and rugged as an adult.

This disgusting and unreasonable scene made Harry want to vomit, and he began to think about what kind of spell he should use to end the other party - the Death Curse was impossible.

But the mutation began.

Apparently controlled by the petrification spell, the human body began to emit a black mist, condensing a nostrilless face above, and Voldemort's roar echoed through the cavern.

"Harry-Pote-"

Harry was so frightened that he raised his hand and there was a spell, but it cut through the fog and had no effect.

Only then did he realize that he should attack the other person's body, but it was too late, and the deformed body began to twitch, and the baby-like brain and right arm grew and matured unnaturally quickly.

"How dare you interrupt my ritual."

The black mist descended and turned into a loose black robe draped over Voldemort's body, and by this time he was no longer deformed, and had returned to his appearance without a nose, but the whole person still looked quite weak.

"Shut up, Voldemort!" Harry waved his wand again, and a single shot flew over.

But as soon as the black mist rolled, the spell was directly blocked.

"Oh, you took my wand." Voldemort's tone was extremely gloomy, "You think you can defeat me with this shameful sneak attack?" ”

"Harry Potter, you don't even know what true power is."

"If it weren't for the damn magician, you would have been dead long ago. You didn't realize how lucky you were to be alone in front of me. ”

If it were Grindelwald, no, even if it was a normal person, he would be able to realize that it was difficult to find his hiding place by relying on Harry Potter alone, but unfortunately Voldemort didn't react now.

He just wants to vent his anger, and Harry Potter is undoubtedly an excellent way to do it.

His body turned into a black mist and charged towards Harry.

Harry hurriedly cast the spell: "There are many obstacles! ”

But it obviously didn't work, Voldemort pierced through the barrier without hindrance, and Harry only felt a light in his hand, Voldemort's wand had been taken away.

Not only that, but he also had his own wand.

(End of chapter)