Everything went very smoothly, and there was not a trace of resistance from the whole of Hogwarts, and the whole castle seemed to have given up resistance.

No, it can't be said exactly, it should be said that the only obstacle is Dumbledore's here.

The group of four made it to the Hogwarts Observatory, where they saw Dumbledore, who was weak and sitting on the ground.

Yes, it was Dumbledore, Voldemort had never seen an enemy so weak that he had ever dreamed of killing.

There were also five or six Death Eaters on his side, apparently the ones he had just defeated.

Even if he was weak, he was Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of the twentieth century, who could defeat the Death Eaters with just a spell with his mouth.

Unfortunately, there were so many Death Eaters, and Voldemort himself was there.

Voldemort looked condescendingly at the former Transfiguration professor, and saw that he could only lean against the pillar, so weak that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

"Professor Dumbledore, I didn't expect that we met again, and it was in this form that you don't look good right now. Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Do you need me to call the therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital?"

The tone was also unprecedentedly relaxed, and even a rare witty remark was said.

Time seems to go back to childhood, Dumbledore and Voldemort met for the first time in the orphanage, but their identities were reversed.

He, Lord Voldemort, is the one who holds the initiative.

Then Voldemort's gaze moved to his Elder Wand.

His eyes immediately became greedy.

"What a beautiful wand, it's a pity to choose the wrong master."

Elder Wand, Staff of Death. A treasure that can manipulate human life and death, an artifact coveted by countless wizards.

But is it pretty? To tell the truth, section by section round protrusions like pimples, bare and devoid of beauty.

If you want to say a beautiful wand, it has to be Hermione's grapevine wood.

For Voldemort, beauty is linked to strength, just like the way he is now, he thinks he is beautiful, much more beautiful than when he was in school.

If he had gotten this wand, combined with his desperate strength, it would have been a tiger's wing, and the entire wizarding world would be no match for him.

When the time comes, what Harry Potter, what is the destined opponent, and solving him is nothing more than a curse.

"I don't think so, Tom."

Dumbledore leaned against the pillar of the observatory and said weakly that he could fall from it if he moved forward for half a minute.

"Really? But it's going to be mine soon. ”

Voldemort was in no hurry to make a move, and in his opinion, he was now sure of victory.

"Let me think about how I should play with my old professor, why not just use a duel?"

"If you lose, the wand is mine, and I'll clean it up with the cruelest punishment possible, Professor Dumbledore."

Voldemort hadn't called Dumbledore a professor for an unknown number of years, and now he didn't feel awkward at all, he was always magnanimous to a man who was about to die.

He didn't wait for Dumbledore to reply, and said to himself, "What's the first thing to do in a duel?" That's right, bow. Bow"

As he spoke, he bowed to Dumbledore first, then looked at Dumbledore who was lying motionless on the ground and said, "Professor, you are really rude, but. I can ignore it. ”

"Then turn your back to your opponent and take three steps each"

He said again, then turned his back to Dumbledore.

One

Two

Before Voldemort could count to three, Dumbledore suddenly raised his right hand as if he had returned to light, and aimed his wand at Voldemort's back.

It's just that his speed is fast, and there are people who are even faster than him.

"Master, be careful!"

With a loud roar, dark green light illuminated the entire observatory.

"Arvada gnaws on big melons!"

The spell struck Dumbledore in the chest, and the wand fell from his hand, sending him flying out, his body floating in the air like a tattered rag doll, slowly falling on his back, falling directly above the observatory until he disappeared from the end of view.

By the time Voldemort turned around, Dumbledore had already been caught in the Requir's Curse and had fallen from the sky.

"Bellatrix! Who told you to kill him?! ”

Voldemort roared loudly in anger, and the sound resounded throughout the observatory.

He hadn't started torturing Dumbledore yet, and he hadn't experimented with new spells on the other side. How could Dumbledore die now?!

"I see he's going to attack you, master."

Bella pleaded out loud, she saw that Dumbledore was about to attack Voldemort.

Voldemort, however, didn't care about that, he just knew that he couldn't kill Dumbledore with his own hands right now.

"How could he hurt me with his weak body?"

"Or do you think I'm going to be hurt by a wizard who is so weak that he doesn't even have the strength to lift his wand?"

Bella hurriedly prostrated on the ground and shouted in fear: "Don't dare, I never thought about it like this, master, you have to believe me." ”

Voldemort took a deep breath, though he wanted to punish his servant, but now was not the time to do it.

Anyway, when Dumbledore is dead, no matter what the process is, half of his purpose has been achieved.

Better half.

"The Elder Wand is flying!"

Voldemort called out loudly, then held out his right hand. The Death Eaters around them held their breath for fear of affecting Voldemort's spell casting.

After a while, there was silence all around, and there was no reaction.

"The Elder Wand is flying!"

Voldemort shouted again, still unresponsive.

"It's the strongest wand in the world."

Voldemort coughed lightly and complimented him to hide his embarrassment, then immediately yelled at the Death Eaters next to him.

"What are you doing? Go find that wand! I don't care what you do, I'm going to find it! ”

"Whoever finds it first, he will be rewarded by me."

The Death Eaters had just woken up from their dreams, screaming to be the first to find their wands below.

Just then, the door of the observatory was slammed open, and a disheveled Death Eater stumbled in.

After seeing Voldemort and them, he shouted in a voice that almost broke the sound: "Crazy! Lose your marbles! The Hogwarts students are crazy! ”

"They defeated us and captured Rabastan! They. They are so powerful that they don't look like students at all. ”

Dudley, who was in the principal's office, stood up from his seat and chuckled as he watched the scene on the crystal screen.

The first act of the Death Eater invasion of Hogwarts, Dumbledore's death, is over, and it is now the second act of the Death Eater annihilation.

(End of chapter)