A thousand years ago, Godric Gryffindor slashed with a wand and a sword, and forged his supreme prestige from the corpses of challengers and dark wizards.

But a thousand years later, Gryffindor has become a legend, and wizards prefer to believe that the legendary sword is just an ornament.

Wizards have long since turned into 'baboons' who can only wield small sticks.

So when Dumbledore pulled the sword out of the Sorting Hat, Voldemort was extremely silent for a while.

Then he laughed, as if he had seen something extremely funny, just as his followers saw Neville draw his sword:

"Sword? Dumbledore, what is the role of the sword at our point? The Gryffindor set is outdated. ”

"Perhaps, but at least it will be a novel experience."

Dumbledore was extremely skilled in circling the long sword, and he practiced it in private at a glance.

"As a wizard, you should always be curious, am I right, Tom?"

Dumbledore paused, looking himself up and down, "Seems to be missing."

I saw that Dumbledore's originally slightly complicated wizarding robe suddenly turned into a pure white robe, simple and capable, and the wand in his hand also gave birth to tender green branches.

It grew rapidly twisting and staggering, and finally turned into a cane made of tree trunks.

"It's so much more pleasing to the eye."

Voldemort watched Dumbledore's cos show coldly, and he always thought that the old man was probably crazy.

I don't know what kind of psychology it is, Voldemort actually has a trace of emotion, it seems that even Dumbledore can't resist time.

He eventually grew old and began to get old and confused.

Only he finally defeated death and became the master of death.

But soon, Voldemort realized that he was wrong, and he was quite wrong.

The moment Dumbledore's ugly wooden cane lit up, Voldemort felt like he saw the sun!

Voldemort instinctively narrowed his eyes, but immediately reacted, screaming badly.

Sure enough, he felt a familiar fluctuation behind him, followed by a sharp pain behind him.

In a fit of rage, Voldemort raised his head and screamed, and time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the flowing river, the flying dust, and the flapping insects all stopped at this moment.

This stagnation lasted only an extremely short time, and this dislocation created a terrifying effect.

Within about ten meters of Voldemort, everything was silently annihilated, and an explosion ensued.

When everything settled, Voldemort just floated in the air, his body rising with a thick black gas, and the ground under his feet was only a deep pit.

Voldemort's chest heaved violently, and it was clear that what he had just shown was a great magic, and even he would feel the strain.

He reached out and wiped his back, and with a trembling hand, he reached out in front of him, which was stained with blood.

Aside from the time he was bounced off by his own spell, Voldemort couldn't remember the last time he was injured.

Even if he was suppressed by Dumbledore in the past, he never, never was injured by a lowly Muggle weapon like a sword!

What made Voldemort feel more uncomfortable than the physical pain was Dumbledore's behavior, shining a bright light on his eyes, and then running behind to sneak attack.

Isn't this a sinister move that only bad guys can do?

Dumbledore flicked the Gryffindor sword, the elf-forged sword was sharp, and the blood stained on it was as smooth as new with a single flick.

Well. The flash technique plus the direct slashing effect seems to be pretty good.

Dumbledore had never thought of killing Voldemort before clearing the Horcruxes, it was pointless, his command had gathered the Death Eaters again, and it would not be difficult to resurrect them.

The last time Voldemort collapsed was because his followers believed that Voldemort was dead.

But he proved that he did have a limit to the victory over death, even if it was only with the humblest of ghosts, but he was still alive after all.

So there is no point in killing him, and it will in vain increase the likelihood that Voldemort feels that his Horcrux has been leaked.

The most important thing is that Dumbledore looks at his hands, even if he is Dumbledore, he can't completely resist the weakness that time brings to him.

Yes, I can suppress him, but I can't kill him

Dumbledore swung his sword and unleashed the spell of the furious Voldemort, suddenly discovering another advantage of Muggle weapons.

As we all know, any tangible spell can be blocked by an entity, so picking a spell with a sword is really just a matter of picking it up.

You don't need to be supported by other spells like a wand.

Dumbledore was stunned as he looked down at his hands, the Elder Wand in his left hand and the Gryffindor Sword in his right.

Suddenly I thought of something, when you bounce off the spell on the opposite side, you can't fight back right away, there is always a time to switch, but if you dual-wield

"Interesting. It turns out that the sword is used for defense, and the wand is used for attack? ”

As for why he didn't dual-wield his wand, he could only say that he asked this question and didn't understand "Wand Studies".

The simplest example is that a person can only marry one wife, even if there is a concubine outside, the original partner and the junior who have no problems in marriage will most likely fight, as for those who are really desperate, it can only be said that they are talented and not a normal situation.

Then the next thing is to drag Voldemort and give Zhang an undisturbed environment.

Dumbledore suddenly remembered what Tom had said, 'There are more Death Eaters in the church than you expected,' and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

He always felt that Zhang's strange fighting style of fusing things that he had never seen before could easily boast of a certain gap and defeat opponents who were supposed to be stronger than him.

So even if there was a group of dark wizards, Dumbledore believed that Zhang could handle it. Right?

This battle can't be fought!

Zhang Xiao looked angrily at the opposite side of the huddle hiding in the heavy obstacles, holding his wand and constantly launching all kinds of spells towards this side, which was still a very powerful life-seeking spell.

None of these Death Eaters had a good control over their direction, and some of them were clearly designed towards themselves, but the violent shaking caused the spell to hit the ceiling directly.

The main thing is a random, this kind of spell makes Zhang Xiao unable to predict with the pointing of his wand, and he hits it crookedly again.

Feeling the consumption of her body, Zhang Xiao simply withdrew from this state, and an indescribable exhaustion surged up in an instant.

But at this time, he couldn't show his cowardice, and used his magic to pull a Death Eater who had been knocked down by himself before, and was now wailing with his arms in his arms.

With one foot on the Death Eater's chest, under all the gaze, he took out the 'Heradic Cube' from the Qiankun bag, accompanied by a transformative light.

The cube rapidly transformed, and a silver glittering pistol appeared in his hand.

Aimed at the Death Eater's head, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang."

The Death Eater twitched, streams of blood gushing out, and soon lay on the ground motionless like dead fish.

Dumbledore once gave me a piece of advice, don't use a wand to end a person's life directly. Still have to listen to persuasion.

Zhang Xiao blew on the muzzle of the gun, and made an arrogant throat-slitting gesture towards the Death Eaters who had already pulled out his gun and were facing the enemy, and had released circle after circle to protect them.

Then he swaggered back to the corner of the wall.

The Death Eaters were shocked by his momentum, and none of them made a move, and they were all speculating whether Zhang Xiao had any follow-ups.

When Harry and the only remaining Arthur Molly Luping looked at him with admiring eyes, the expression on Zhang Xiao's face remained unchanged, and a few words were squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Let's run, I can't hold on!"

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The store installed equipment, and came back at 10 o'clock, it was too late, only so much, this climax was okay in front, and the end was really confiscated.

can only do this, the next plot should not disappoint everyone.

(End of chapter)