However, the black mist did not hurt him, and Voldemort retreated again, turning into a human form.

He had two wands in his hands.

"The last time you escaped from my grasp, it wasn't because you really had the strength to resist me, but because our wand was using a cognate core."

With a slight flick, Harry's wand split in two.

"Now, you don't have anything to rely on."

He slowly raised his wand and aimed it at Harry.

"Last time I gave you a chance to fight a fair duel, but this time I wasn't in the mood for that."

"You've wasted my healing materials, but I think your flesh and blood would be a better choice."

"Say the last words, Harry-Pote-"

Harry's face turned pale.

Although he was mentally prepared, he still felt extremely panicked when death really came.

"Voldemort!"

He gritted his teeth, "You noseless one-"

"Arvada gnaws on big melons!" The green light hit Harry directly, and the next second, Harry fell to the ground backwards, out of breath.

Looking at Harry's corpse, Voldemort suddenly felt a sharp pain in the depths of his soul, and he realized that the strange bond between himself and Harry Potter was gone.

He was stunned for a moment, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The power of that prophecy is gone?"

"I killed Harry Potter with my own hands!"

"Savior? Scold. He suddenly became happy: "So, the future can really be changed, and the prophecy of the savior has long been meaningless, and only a fool will believe it." ”

"Well, those prophecies that the magician said, if I am strong enough, can also change him."

"Wait, when I recover, I will rule the world again!"

Thinking of this, Voldemort couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, hey!"

However, his laughter was interrupted by an abrupt, extremely shrill voice.

The sound was extremely unique, as if countless birds were screaming, and as if countless fingernails were scratching the glass, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Voldemort was impressed by this voice, because the last time he heard it, his upper body was directly torn off, and if it weren't for the existence of the Horcrux, he would have died in that instant.

"Silently!"

His eyes widened as he saw the black threads of fire and the black mist with a strong sense of destruction rushing towards him from outside the cavern.

Where did he dare to deal with it head-on, he waved his wand directly, intending to phantom and shapeshift.

But it failed.

"Someone has interfered with this area with magic!"

Voldemort didn't have time to think too much, Silent Ran was already close to him, he didn't want to let his flesh and blood touch this pervasive thing again, it turned out that the spell of his incarnation of black mist was meaningless for this thing, he quickly put a solid defensive spell on himself, and then waved his wand, and the monstrous fire struck towards Silent Ran.

Silently froze slightly in front of the power of the fierce fire, and then pounced on it with a more ferocious attitude, directly extinguishing the fierce fire, and countless black silk threads containing the magic of destruction hit the defense spell.

At this moment, Voldemort felt that his defensive curse was in danger, and the power of this silent attack was simply incredible.

He hurriedly strengthened the defensive charm, and at the same time flew up, using the magic spell to separate the stones above his head, trying to escape directly through the mountain.

Silently stuck to the defensive charm, frantically tearing through Voldemort's magic.

"Disgusting thing!"

Voldemort roared, he has a lot of means to deal with Silent Ran, ordinary Silent Ran He can easily defeat, even if the one in front of him, if he is in his heyday, as long as there is enough space, he can also use the phantom transformation to maneuver, slowly consuming the opponent's strength.

But the space here is too confined and the power of the silence in front of him is too powerful.

If you fight against the opponent's attack, Voldemort can predict that it will be himself who can't hold it first - the thing itself is shaped by magic, and if there is no external force, the instinct of attacking with the body will not consume the opponent's strength at all.

"It must be a conspiracy of magicians! He's coming to the door! ”

"I've got to get out of here to get around."

"The blockade of phantom shifting in this area is not strong, as long as you have your hands free, it can be easily broken."

"When the time comes, the magician won't be able to stop me from leaving!"

He slowly thought about his tactics, and finally saw the starlight above his head, and the entire mountain was directly broken open by him with the power of magic.

But before Voldemort could be happy, suddenly, the starlight was obscured by shadows.

Then, a monstrous flame poured in from the top down the passage.

It was the dragon's flames with a strong magical aura, and it was also an attack that Voldemort couldn't easily withstand.

At this time, Voldemort's situation suddenly became awkward, with the dragon blocking the road above, and silently chasing him below, and he was stuck in the passage, because Long Yan and Silent Ran's attack almost destroyed his defensive spell in an instant, so that he had no energy left to cast other spells.

He was embarrassed in the mountains.

But Mo Mo Ran and Smaug were not embarrassed, especially Smaug, he almost laughed out loud, originally he was still thinking about how to quickly solve this war, after all, the last time he dealt with Voldemort, he was already deeply troubled by phantom transformation, and the other party actually sent him directly into a dead end?

"Is this wizard's brain on his nose?"

Smaug's laughter resounded through the heavens and the earth, but the dragon flame in his mouth never went out, and the rocks even began to melt, pouring down on Voldemort's head and face.

The defensive spell against the magical attack did not protect against the scorching matter of these entities, and Voldemort in the black mist let out a terrible scream, and the release of the spell suddenly froze.

The result was obvious, silently rushing upward, Voldemort's flesh was directly torn to pieces.

This time, there were no remnants to escape, and the last Horcrux had just been destroyed by Voldemort's own hands.

He can only die completely in endless unwillingness.

"Master, mission accomplished."

Smaug skimmed down with his golden pupils, confirmed Voldemort's death, and flew back tastelessly, commenting:

"Vulnerable!"

"It's not as easy as you think, although it's easier than I thought." Townsend was also a little speechless about Voldemort's defeat so quickly, and he also prepared a lot of means to prevent Voldemort from escaping, after all, it was the Dark Lord, even if he was injured, the other party must still have a lot of means to hide.

As a result, the other party made the worst choice in the battle, and he didn't use any means and sent himself away.

"Sure enough, the brain is still very important."

No matter how much Townsend complained in his heart, Snape rushed straight into the cave at the first moment.

Silently began to retract his body, and Snape, who rushed to the depths of the cave, saw Harry's body lying on the ground intact.

Apparently Townsend had already instructed him before.

Snape's heart was slightly relieved, and he hurriedly went over to probe Harry Potter's breath.

He's dead.

He was startled at first, and then felt a surge of extreme sadness, almost pulling out all his strength, making his body shake and almost unable to stand.

Da, da, da.

There was footsteps behind him, and Snape knew who it was, and he turned his head sharply and roared like a beast, "Didn't you say you saw the future!" ”

"You lied to me! You just want to send him to his own death! ”

Townsend didn't speak, the pendant in his hand was falling, slowly turning clockwise.

"Professor Snape, you're starting to question me again."

He walked up to Harry Potter and said, "Don't worry, his soul is still in his body." ”

"A soothsayer can't go wrong."

Well, the bet won anyway.

It is good for the soothsayer to know the specific situation.

(End of chapter)