Blood continued to flow from all the wounds on Voldemort's body, but he didn't seem to notice it, just looked down in disbelief at the stone spear that pierced the entire snake's body.

It wasn't that he didn't think he would be injured, but he really didn't expect to be pierced by a stone spear so inexplicably.

In the surrounding void, large numbers of green points of light emerged from the locations where some of the Death Eaters, giants, werewolves, and elves had previously died, and gulped down the strong negative emotions in the air, solidifying them and re-hiding them into the void.

Among them, the points of light closest to Voldemort even greedily sucked the black blood dripping from the sky, and they grew especially strongly.

"Finally wait until you get rid of your last Horcrux on your own, and completely merge with the remnants of those Dementors and the breath of the River of Eternal Darkness."

Harley whispered, wielding extraordinary abilities.

The seeds that had been planted at the time of Voldemort's resurrection had taken root and sprouted.

Vines weaved through the serpent's body, made of the same stone as the spear that pierced the serpent's heart, allowing Voldemort to be completely immobilized, unable to move his tail except for his head.

Voldemort stared at Harley hatefully, as if he wanted to etch the face in his memory forever.

"You can't kill me," a moment later, Voldemort reverted back to his human form.

His voice was weak, after all, the stone vines had deformed with his shrinkage, and he still couldn't move his fingertips and heels.

"As I said on the night of my rebirth, I am further on the path of eternal life than anyone else."

"Neither you nor Dumbledore can kill me......"

Voldemort couldn't say any more, and he stared at Harley dumbfounded.

At this time, Harley was tossing a golden cup and a worn crown up and down, and she had a black jewel ring on her hand.

"What's wrong? Go on. Harry smiled kindly at Voldemort, "You go on, I'm listening." ”

"How is that possible?" Blood continued to pour out of Voldemort's throat, and his voice had become hoarse.

But he still endured the pain, his eyes widened,

"It doesn't make sense! How can you discover my deepest secrets? ”

Hallie sighed helplessly: "Please, Senior Riddle, don't you look at what age it is now?" ”

"As for your soul that has been crippled and extremely unstable due to multiple splits, you can tell at a glance that something is wrong!"

"Forget it, it's a bit far, let's send you on your way early."

…………

The sea around Azkaban.

Affected by the Weather Spell and the Witch of Calamity's extraordinary abilities, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind roared, and thunder and lightning bombarded the water from time to time.

The sea is rough, and from time to time huge waves rise several stories high. The waves crashed heavily against the water, making a loud roar.

All kinds of aquatic creatures at the bottom of the sea seem to have a premonition of the impending natural disaster, and desperately leave this sea area.

But under the rotation of various natural disasters, there are always clumps of black hair floating steadily on the water.

There was a constant wind and waves around him, but none of them touched the clump of hair;

The water around them rises and falls, but the hairs remain in place, and the water below them seems to be still;

The various natural disasters in the outside world seem to have nothing to do with it and cannot affect it in the slightest.

Suddenly, all the hairs seemed to have received an order, and at the same time they lit up with a turquoise light.

All the hair spontaneously combusted out of thin air, and black flames rose from it, and even the sea water could not interfere with it in any way.

When the hair burned completely, the flames began to spread rapidly, connecting with other flames in the distance, forming a complete pattern.

If you look at it from above, you will see that there is a mark made of flames on the surface of the sea, symbolizing the path of the witch!

And within the confines of the imprint, all the natural disasters disappeared in an instant, the sea was calm, the wind left, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight sprinkled the sea.

The whole world was quiet, a little weird, and even a little panicked.

It's the heart of a ritual and an altar forged with death and despair!

…………

Above the tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness, candles, precious herbs, runes, and other occult items fly in the sky.

The lines that symbolized the connection between the souls reappeared, and the box containing the broken soul fragments was suspended in the air.

The ends of all three lines are connected to Voldemort's heart.

Although his heart had been parasitized at the time of his resurrection, and now it had been pierced by the stone spear, Voldemort was still alive, and even his heart was still trembling, trying to break free from the stone spear and continue to beat.

And Voldemort himself and his own heart are completely different at this time, his heart is still trying to survive, but Voldemort just stares at Harley with the most malicious gaze, silently reciting the most vicious curse in his mouth.

"It's useless, Senpai Riddle," Harley said without looking up, "do you think these curses will work for me?" ”

"I'm a witch, a true master of playing with curses."

"So what?" Although I didn't understand what Harley meant by the witch, Voldemort was still hard-mouthed,

"I'm already doomed to die anyway, so I'm going to bite off a piece of your flesh before I die!"

"Do you really think so?" After Hallie finished drawing a new sigil, she finally looked up and looked at Voldemort with a smile.

"Dear Senior Riddle, before lying, can you at least hide your eyes?"

"You still have hope in your eyes, and I'm afraid you can live in your heart, don't you?"

A flash of panic flashed in Voldemort's eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by other emotions.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said no more, for fear of revealing any more useful information.

"You don't really think you have a chance to live, do you?" Hallie watched as Voldemort adopted a non-violent and non-cooperative model, and asked with a smile,

"All seven of your Horcruxes have been found by me and Professor Dumbledore, three of them destroyed, one of which you killed yourself, and the remaining three are here."

"Do you still think you have a chance to survive in such a situation?"

"Seven?" Voldemort subconsciously asked, and then he consciously lost his words and shut his mouth tightly.

"Isn't it a surprise?" Hallie carefully put the two genuine Horcruxes in their corresponding positions,

"Your journal when you were sixteen, the Black Gem ring of the Peverells, the Slytherin locket, the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, the Ravenclaw Tiara, and your Horcrux serpent cursed with blood spells."

Seeing that the other party had named all his Horcruxes, Voldemort no longer said nothing.

"It seems that you did find all the Horcruxes, but I hid them so deeply, how did you find out about my secrets?"

"That's a long story." Hallie carefully dropped a few drops of essential oil on the Horcrux, and then met Voldemort's expectant gaze and gave him a wicked smile,

"So in order not to waste time, I won't tell you."

The expression on Voldemort's face froze suddenly, as disgusting as if he had eaten the defense.

He slowed down for a while, and then chose to change the question,

"Can you tell me, then, what is the so-called seventh Horcrux?"

"I don't remember making a seventh Horcrux, or did you and Dumbledore take someone else's Horcrux for mine?"

"No, we're not so incompetent." Hallie placed almost everything in place, and then tossed the small box in her hand at Voldemort,

"Do you have an impression of this box?"

"Nope." Voldemort glanced at the box and vetoed it, "As you can see, this box is also a very valuable magical item." ”

"But I don't remember such a precious item in history, and when I choose Horcrux carriers, I only choose those with a strong historical background."

"You're right if you don't have an impression, you have to have an impression before you see a ghost." Hallie rolled her eyes,

"Simply put, your last Horcrux was me. That night fifteen years ago, you tried to kill me after you killed my parents with your own hands. ”

"But the curse bounced back on you, and your already broken soul split again, and a small piece of soul fragment came to me."

"This is your seventh Horcrux, and that soul fragment has been stripped of and now lies in this small and delicate box in my hand."

Looking at Voldemort's eyes, which were a mixture of bewilderment and disbelief, Hallie chuckled and placed the box in midair.

There was a symbol representing the witch's path in that position, and the corresponding items were placed on the surrounding symbols, except for the symbol, which had nothing on it.

"Now that all your doubts have been answered, you too can die."

"Oh, don't be complacent." Voldemort uttered his last words,

"You are more fierce than my methods, darker and more evil than me, how can Dumbledore tolerate you?"

"Then I won't bother you, Senior Riddle, who will give me an extra advantage over you?"

"I know love."

All the objects in the sky suddenly burst into flames, connecting with each other.

The soul fragments of the three Horcruxes spoke at the same time, praying to Harry:

"Protector of calamity and the source of evil,"

"The Angel Who Played the Doomsday Movement,"

"The Returnee Who Never Grows Old,"

"Please let us go back to where we should be, let us return to wholeness!"

After chanting the three-part name that belonged to Harley, an invisible connection was instantly established.

Harley waved her wand and chanted a complex incantation.

Although she spent the first half of her fifth year with Hermione every day to review, she didn't waste any time.

After studying the Sirius family's books on dark magic, Harley devised a spell that reversed.

As long as the Horcrux prayed to her, she would be able to return the soul fragments to her main body at close range.

The three soul fragments all collapsed under the effect of the spell, and the madness that had accumulated in the low sequence on a certain piece of soul fragment was like rootless water, which was also directly purified by the power of the angel level.

The points of light scattered by the soul fragments escaped into the air, and finally merged back into Voldemort's body.

At this time, Voldemort was truly complete, and although there were still flaws in his soul, the body of the Dementor made up for this flaw.

The stone spear that had pierced Voldemort's heart, pinning it in mid-air, and the stone vines in his body vanished, but Voldemort remained immobile.

Because every part of his body is out of control, the blood forms a miniature tsunami in the blood vessels, the air he breathes becomes a miniature hurricane, the bioelectric currents form thunderstorms, and the organs shake as if they were in an earthquake......

Voldemort's body has become a colony of the Scourge!

Less than a moment later, Voldemort's body exploded, and Harley felt the creation of countless anchors in the void.

When Voldemort devoured and fused with the Dementors, he was not really human, but a new race of wizards and Dementors.

Only by letting it die in a natural disaster can an anchor be formed in accordance with the ritual!

At this point, the whole ritual had already begun to run perfectly, and even if there was a disturber, Harley would have placed a double altar over the Askar Peninsula and in the surrounding seas to block it.

With all was in place, Harley took out the extraordinary traits she had gained from Calamity City and added the unsettling wails of despair over Azkaban as an adjunct.

A bottle of the Witch of Doom's potion is freshly baked.

The later potions you get to a path, the easier it is to craft.

Sequence 9's potions take a long time to concoct, and there must be no problem with any of them. But when it comes to sequence, it's basically just a matter of mixing the two materials into the same bottle.

Harley looked at the potion in her hand, and the promotion potion of the Sequence 2 Calamity Witch was full of bells and whistles, as if it were the embodiment of various natural disasters.

However, the potions of the Doomsday Witch in Sequence 1 are ordinary, without any characteristics, as if they were just an ordinary bottle of water.

Hallie didn't hesitate and drank it in one gulp.

The potion looked like clear water, but it was bitter and emitted a strong stench of decay, as if its existence had reached its end.

As the potion entered her body, Harley suddenly had a feeling that her whole person was going to collapse - not mentally but physically.

Her body didn't seem to belong to her anymore, every inch of her body's skin, every organ and even every snake consciousness's consciousness was rapidly aging and decaying, as if she was rushing towards the end of the world.

At the same time, Hallie automatically sank into the spirit realm, as if this was her destined coffin.

And all kinds of ideas, knowledge, and other messy information in the spirit world also washed over Harley's body and soul, as if they wanted to assimilate it, and forcibly drag this area of the spirit world into the end together!

Hallie was crumbling at this point, as if she was already standing on the edge of a cliff, and if she took another step forward, the whole person would be completely destroyed.

But she stopped, not taking that crucial step.

The unjust spirits over Azkaban wailed, and the negativity was so strong that it could not be dissolved, and both cursed and hated Harley at this time.

The demons of hell have stretched out their claws, and their goal is to drag the dying back, and only by torturing them can they vent their grievances.

But what they don't know is that their unintentional actions are Harry's purpose.

These forces, which are usually enough to make a medium-sequence extraordinary person die silently, now form a powerful anchor point.

And at the very center of the ceremony, there was one anchor that was particularly powerful, even more powerful than all the other anchor points combined.

It was the anchor left by Voldemort when he died, and it was also the last help he gave to his schoolmate with his life.

Countless invisible ropes grabbed Harley, pulling her back from her near-end collapse on a conceptual level, and from the spirit realm on a physical level.

Finally, the sky above Azkaban Island bloomed with a brilliant turquoise light, and a Medusa Void with information and knowledge everywhere in her body was suspended.

And the smell of decay, ruin, and silence exudes around it, and even the lifeless air and sea around it seem to be pulled towards the end of the world, to death.

Only the tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness below remain unaffected, and continue to flow.

The turquoise light flashed again, and Medusa vanished, replaced by the girl in the moon-white dress from earlier.

When Harley opened her eyes, her eyes were turquoise and nothing else.

A symbol flickered in the depths of the pupil and shone brightly.

Witch Path, Sequence 1, Doomsday Witch, Completely Born!

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…… (End of chapter)