Chapter 172: Grindelwald vs Voldemort (3-in-1 Chapter)
With a complicated face, Nick Lemay held a small bottle of potion as brilliant as a galaxy in his hand.
He was still hesitating whether to give it to Grindelwald.
"Gatler, have you really thought about it? Although it can give you a brief return to the top, the pain surpasses all that in the world.
Not even the Heart Drill Mantra can be compared, because it is a mixture of soul and body.
Of the only records that there is to be no one who can resist its pain, the end is extremely miserable! β
Getler smiled, and directly reached out to take the medicine bottle in Nick's hand, he looked at it, and held it up towards Nick:
"Something is higher than life and death, higher than ideals, higher than everything, right?"
"Tut-tutβis this the famous Minerva McGonagall and Filius Flitwick in the wizarding world?"
So I've seen everything that's going on here.
Maybe that would delay a little longer, right? Albus?
In the next second, the blue and crimson flames collided violently.
The whole world will be shocked by the next picture.
The ashes were swept up by the raging fire, hovering around him like a black cloak.
When Grindelwald's young face appeared in the projection, countless old wizards stood up tremblingly, tears in their eyes.
The outbreak of the three watches in the past few days has been too ruthless,,,, let me close the big chapter for a few days and maintain it.
They naturally know what kind of character their children are.
Obviously carrying such a big shield, he can actually shoot a spell!
These cats have expanded their bodies several times more than a pack of tigers when they are enchanted, and not only that, but the swiftness magic also makes them more agile.
The joy slowly faded, and the Death Eaters immediately realized what was going to happen, and they screamed in horror and tried to flee in all directions.
But I have a trick up my sleeve, let's try thisββββ!
He put his hand into the bag, and before he could take out his treasure, the screams of the Death Eaters suddenly sounded in his ears, mixed with the giant's painful roar.
Harry's nose was a little sour, he already knew what was going on, and at this moment Harry's heart was only sad and extremely angry.
The Death Eaters, who occasionally hid beside the giants and narrowly escaped, stared at Zhang Xiao with a look of surprise and fear.
Dudley shook his head, reluctantly giving up the idea of persuading them to stay away from him, which was actually very dangerous, because too dense a crowd was not only extremely ineffective, but also extremely targeted, and it was very likely to be overlooked.
Well? What happened?
Puzzled, he stretched his head out of the umbrella, but saw clusters of blue flames spreading rapidly around him for some time, and this blue flame was extremely powerful.
Malfoy's face flushed, and he was moved and ashamed, a complex emotion that young Pony didn't even know how to express.
Maybe Snape didn't know what Batman was, and a strange thought suddenly flashed through Harry's mind.
Without the slightest hesitation, he poured the potion into his mouth.
Damn it. Why is Voldemort so strong?
She and Flitwick looked at each other, the two Ravenclaw and Gryffindor deans seeing determination in each other's eyes.
It's just that I didn't expect that this little wizard was too difficult to deal with, not to mention the extremely fast speed, the key thing in his hand seemed to be ever-changing, just like now.
"Snap" The slender fingers pinched the elderberry wand, and Grindelwald's coat suddenly fluttered.
But the soldiers didn't try to persuade them to leave, especially since two more people had just been hit by the spells flying around the battlefield, one of them was the Corruption Charm, and the soldier's miserable wail made everyone's eyelids beat non-stop.
Cedric raised his eyebrows narrowly: "Captain! β
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What? Is it really boiling poison? Everyone in this small hole looked up at him in amazement, Aconite, but anyone with a little potion knowledge knew that it was a highly poisonous plant.
"Yes, little ghost, we met again, I'll talk about the greetings later, I'm in a hurry now.
In the center of the room, Dumbledore, half of his face and arms charred, lay on a Transfiguration bed.
There is no one who can resist the concentrated fire of more than ten assault rifles and M40A1.
This is the curse that pierced into the body before, Dumbledore can suppress the curse when he is awake, but Dumbledore who is unconscious cannot.
Snape placed a makeshift potions table directly next to him, though he was still dressed in the somewhat comical Batman outfit.
No, how did Grindelwald suddenly become younger?
And this oppressive force. Very strong!
"Boom!"
"Actually, I don't agree with that."
Hermione's voice suddenly fell:
There were so many wounded that even through a thick wall of dirt, everyone could still hear the painful wails of the wounded.
Madam Pomfrey sobbed as she kept rubbing Dumbledore's wound with a slimy green ointment.
But the effect of the original miraculous ointment at this moment is not very good, and it can only barely maintain the injury from worsening.
Dangerous!
"That. Actually"
"You mean the Elder Wand?" Zhang Xiao subconsciously asked.
The companion was a little confused.
"Mr. Getler Grindelwald?" Zhang Xiao landed on the ground with a silver umbrella and looked at him in surprise.
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Zhang Xiao gasped for breath, and before he could calm down, a huge wooden stick had already swept over with strong wind pressure and a strange whistling.
"Actually, we are far better than we thought, remember what we practiced when we were at the club?"
It can also be transformed into a variety of movements, and as long as it touches a little, it will scream and be set on fire.
"Aren't you in Newmengard?"
The rain of fire was drifting, Grindelwald's face was serious, like the conductor of a symphony orchestra, and the old wand drew one graceful trajectory after another in his hand.
The soldier's death shocked the other soldiers, who had never seen such a strange way of dying, and many of them even immediately knelt down and began to pray.
A smile suddenly broke across Harry's face:
"Malfoy, you just stay here and watch over the wounded, I'll go!"
But this is not the slightest use, this is Zhang Xiao stunned to look at the blue flame.
Why do I think so badly? Harry's gaze lingered for a moment on Snape, who was concentrating on brewing potions, as if Snape had noticed it.
Andβ"
The hole that Zhang Xiao dug out, with the efforts of others, has expanded into a bedroom-sized place, which is as bright as day.
With a scolding voice, he could only use his feet to exert force, and the whole person jumped up, but the surrounding Death Eaters and dark wizards had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
"Bang Bang" The group of cats the size of small tigers all exploded to pieces.
A man walked slowly into the flames, and the fierce blue flames around him were like docile little beasts, constantly changing shapes around him.
With the blessing of the Elder Wand, one spell after another recoiled back with the momentum that had not been too much for before.
There's so little we can do."
"It's never been better-" Grindelwald showed a smile, he clenched his fist, a steady stream of power surged in his body, and his heterochromatic pupils looked at the battlefield, and soon locked on Zhang Xiao's position:
McGonagall wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, her thin lips pursed deadly, she had never felt so powerless.
Food. Shitman? β
The Death Eaters rolled around desperately, or tried to summon liquids with their wands to extinguish it.
Fierce crimson fire erupted from the tip of the Purple Wood Wand, forming a huge flaming serpent that roared and lunged towards the opposite side.
Malfoy, who had been ready to do anything about it, froze, and looked at his mother in a daze, unable to believe his ears.
Together, they numbered more than 100,000 and fought in this small battlefield.
But the front end of Zhang Xiao's spear suddenly bloomed like a flower, and a huge silver umbrella covered his entire body in this way.
As soon as the wand was removed, the men subconsciously ran backwards, but Malfoy's twin guns were faster.
"Oh?" Voldemort was clearly interested, and he asked with interest, "And what do you think?" β
The voice was getting closer and closer, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but lift.
Grindelwald withdrew his gaze and muttered in a low voice:
No words can describe the horror in Voldemort's heart, not just because of that power, but also because of Dumbledore as a person.
"Albus. Even told you this? Grindelwald's eyes narrowed, and his tone was tinged with surprise and melancholy.
All of a sudden, all kinds of shouts rang out, and dense spells flew like raindrops.
Dudley walked nervously forward with a small round shield, and beside him were the same team members with the small round shield, and the rest of them were holding holy silver crossbow arrows.
He had pale blonde hair, looked about forty years old, was extremely handsome, and had a smile on his face that looked like a haughty stride, and most notably his eyes.
He drew his wand and unleashed a spell at the other Death Eaters who had similar thoughts:
Tsk, learn smart!
Voldemort did the same, he just stretched out his wand and stirred, and the huge red fiery serpent roared silently with its head held high.
"My opinion is-" Grindelwald's face suddenly appeared with naked disdain and contempt, "You are also worthy of being called the Demon King?"
You don't even have a concrete plan and program, you don't have a guiding mind, you don't have the ambition to change the world, you don't have that ridiculous pureblood supremacy.
But the old wand in Zhang Xiao's other hand has already begun to be named, and the realm without spells has a great advantage in instantaneous spells.
Just then, the voices of several Death Eaters were heard outside:
"Do you see clearly? Was Dumbledore sent here? β
Grindelwald waved his Elder Wand, and blue fiery snakes swirled and rushed towards Voldemort.
Even after decades, McGonagall still can't forget that face, the one that once brought unprecedented gloom to the wizarding world.
But who but Dumbledore could stop Voldemort?
"Minerva McGonagall? The little girl who was always by Dumbledore's side? β
Grindelwald moved his wrist: "I did Dumbledore a little bit of a favor before, so I dragged him down, I have more magic projections in the prison of Newmengard."
A Death Eater asked in a sudden whisper.
"Draco!" Narcissa rushed over, she took her son's hand and shook her head in pain:
"No, I can't stop your father, because he is a father, and it is his responsibility to choose to pave the way for your ideals with his life, but I can't lose a son at the same time as I am likely to lose my husband!"
The scattered blue flames converged again, turning into a giant blue bird, hovering above his head.
When they finally cleared the perimeter and gradually narrowed the encirclement, casualties began to appear.
Voldemort moved slowly, he became unusually cautious, and he felt a sense of oppression similar to Dumbledore's in Grindelwald.
"Then Draco and Hermione stay to watch the house, and we go!
The next second, Getler suddenly bent down and coughed violently, and it could be seen that he was trying his best to suppress the pain.
Voldemort's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and he roared wildly, and a blinding light erupted from his wand.
"I heard you're a master of fire?" Voldemort said coldly: "Coincidentally, I'm also very good at fire, so let the world see what kind of so-called Dark Lord you are. Litter! β
Harry opened his mouth, a little unwilling, he didn't want to hide here, he called it a guard for the wounded, his blood was boiling, his heart was beating, he was eager to fight.
Harry watched in silence, only then did he realize that Dumbledore, who had always felt omnipotent, was already an old man over a hundred years old.
"Do you think the Dark Lord will give us that reward?"
"It's a real war, it's not like we've been fighting before. Perhaps the largest war in the history of wizards.
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Grindelwald secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally. Finally, the battle between the two sides was directed to a fierce fire.
At first, it was a mess, and the mold even thought it was hitting a humanoid target.
Nick Lemay looked at the face he had seen in his memory, and asked softly:
"Are you okay?"
A group of Death Eaters were anxiously surveying the land with their heads curled, anxiously watching their surroundings and fantasizing about their reward for killing Dumbledore.
Harry suddenly whispered, "I'm going outβ"
His breath quickened, "I guess this is the Dark Lord's secret to immortality, if I get it-"
"Let's go!"
One is blue, but the other is golden.
Even if he didn't admit it, he knew that the little wizard was right, he was afraid, he was afraid, when he saw Dumbledore show his incomprehensible power.
Grindelwald burst out laughing softly, he didn't mind talking to Voldemort.
The treatment team was going crazy, and the atmosphere in the cave was dreary.
Fortunately, the demon hunters gave them some psychological comfort, and before that they looked down on these strange people with primitive cold weapons.
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"Of course, I can see it very clearly, if it weren't for our good relationship, I would never tell you that Dumbledore was seriously injured and unconscious! And doctors who only see patients, think about it, if we do succeed, what kind of reward will the Dark Lord give us? β
Zhang Xiao sniffed, always feeling that there seemed to be a faint sour smell in the air.
This strange behavior made the molds really think that these people were followers of some kind of demon, at least their brains were not quite right.
He waved his wand casually and sent the two of them to the back, with infinite confidence:
"Leave it to me here, before I fall, this kid. He can't go anywhere! β
The magic potion worked, the dense wrinkles on the face were smoothed, the skin became smooth and firm again, and the thin cheeks slowly bulged.
Because when the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the so-called demon, they didn't know what to dodge, but just waved the small wooden stick in their hands in a daze, and read something they didn't understand.
Although the combat power of these Death Eaters is not very strong, the ability of these people who have just turned from dark wizards to Death Eaters is first-class strong.
There are also many elves, they are expanding the underground cave, and there are several more next door to this cave, and then these brave little guys faithfully carry out Zhang Xiao's orders.
"Which reward?"
This is an opponent on the same level as himself!
"Gellert Grindelwald?" Voldemort made a snake-like sound, his scarlet eyes and his heterochromatic eyes staring at each other, "Someone compares you to me."
Call you the original Dark Lord. And I'm the second generation by those ridiculous mortals."
First of all, they made a mistake when they were encircling and suppressing, and out of nowhere, a green light flew and hit the soldiers behind them.
You ready? Lads? β
"You're Dumbledore's favorite student." Grindelwald whispered, "But who will love you, Dumbledore?" β
He gently stroked the wand, which had been lost for a long, long time, and countless memories flooded back.
Everyone is a wand, why are there only two?
The Elder Wand also shook twice to welcome, although it was said that it was good in the hands of the last little wizard, but he actually didn't let go of a killing curse.
With a loud "poof", Zhang Xiao only felt that his arm was numb from the shock.
Because the little witch was completely attracted to Professor Snape's operation, not even the argument just now affected her.
Brother Pony blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, skillfully changed the magazine, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were a little complicated:
"Potter, Weasley, I'll stay here, and as long as I run out of bullets, I'll make sure no one can set foot here!"
It seemed that in the blink of an eye, he had become that high-spirited blonde handsome guy.
Voldemort shook his head, a mocking smile on his face, and teased McGonagall and Flitwick in an almost 'toy' way, much to his heart's content.
Now that my second favorite master is here, I can finally kill well!
"I'm missing a wand."
Silently, the soldier lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky.
'Batman' turned his face, even though he had half of the mask, his dark eyes still had disgust in them:
Neville looked at him sincerely, "Draco, you're a good man!" β
"Captain, then we."
That's what left Madam Pomfrey helpless.
Death Eaters, Wizards, Witchers, Ordinary Soldiers.
The thin body was not standing full of majesty, only to realize that it was so thin.
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But now Snape is boiling aconitum extract?
He wants to poison Professor Dumbledore directly!
At this time, Madam Pomfrey sobbed and said, "That's right, the paper in question was published in the Potions of the Day a few years ago, and it was once the most researched paper of the year, and the author was Severus. β
At the same time, the media who got the news finally rushed over.
The Death Eaters even saw the little wizard with the eyes wave his hand, and the dazzling red light flashed, and their wands flew out.
The Weasleys nodded with tears in their eyes, and Bill and Charlie had already rushed out, even Percy had already rushed out after sitting for a moment with an ugly face.
Malfoy put the extended magazine Glock in his hand, his waist densely packed with magazines, and he took a deep breath:
McGonagall and Flitwick snorted as well, and flew far away, both of them gasping violently, and there were already quite a few injuries on the surface of their bodies.
The silver umbrella disappeared in a flash, and soon closed again, Zhang Xiao wanted to take this opportunity to kill the giants, but the Death Eaters seemed to protect the few giants as if they were determined to do so.
Voldemort finally revealed his identity as the Master of Curses, a vicious curse that almost never stopped destroying Dumbledore's body.
Grindelwald looked around the chaotic battlefield, and everywhere he saw was the wizards fighting hard, and it was evening, and the sun was like blood.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the Death Eaters' faces were already filled with irrepressible joy.
Professor McGonagall turned her head abruptly, only to see a man walking on the flames behind her.
Even if you die here, you have to hold Voldemort back!
Especially that woman, her face Dudley will never forget.
As for why I came out. β
Dudley pursed his lips, his mind was in turmoil at the moment, he didn't even understand why he was here, yes, Dudley wanted revenge, but he only wanted revenge on the people who killed Vernon.
"Let's go!"
Even if some wizards use the Iron Armor Charm, they can shatter as easily as an eggshell when fired by a powerful anti-materiel sniper rifle.
The giant wailed in pain, and fell to his knees with blue flames, like a torch in a long scream, and burned in an instant.
"That-that-" The Death Eater's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Horcrux!" β
The soldiers were locked around them, saying nothing and refusing to go far.
There was a series of crisp sounds, and all the Death Eaters seemed to have been punched suddenly, and they fell to the ground on their stomachs.
The person who came came bowed elegantly and said slowly:
"My eyes tell me Albus's wand is with you?"
At the same time, he waved his wand vigorously, adding a series of auxiliary magic to Professor McGonagall's transformed cat.
"Leave them alone β protect yourself and move on."
Professor McGonagall's words quickly provoked a reaction from many sides, and Nicolame pushed the alchemy ball over at the right time.
Blake turned his face angrily, but before he could speak, he saw the little wizards stand up one by one:
"Let's go together!"
"Damn. How could it be gone? I'm looking carefully! β
All you want is to kill, to make people afraid of you, including your crappy followers, what are they called?
The bombing craters were littered with scattered pieces of flesh and clothing, and in some places there was still smoke, making it look like hell.
In the bewildered eyes of his family, he whispered the slogan buried in his heart: "For. Greater benefits! β
"Follow the predetermined plan, go ahead."
There are countless fanatical saints, and Voldemort's influence is nothing compared to him!
"Gellert Grindelwald?"
The spell ruthlessly interrupted their fantasies, and before the Death Eaters could even react, they were knocked to the ground by several men who suddenly rushed out.
This old man who should have died a long time ago, why, why can he still get stronger? Why can't I beat him no matter what method I use?
That's why Voldemort used this kind of trick to fight McGonagall and Flitwick, and he wanted to draw a little bit of pitiful confidence from the two old professors.
One of the team members asked in a whisper.
At least give Snape a little more time, at least a chance to Dumbledore to come back.
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Under the command of certain high-ranking Death Eaters, the Death Eaters encircled and suppressed Zhang Xiao.
What about Lucius's strength, others don't know, can Narcissa still not know?
That's pure and weak! Maybe you can't even beat yourself.
Harry snorted and lowered his head, Sirius said dissatisfiedly:
"SnotβSnape, while you look like a good guy now, that's not a reason for you to attack my godson, and who knows if you're brewing some poison?"
The number of giants is not much, the total number of giants on the field is only more than twenty, they are originally the high-end combat power on the side of the Death Eaters, similar to the existence of tanks.
Less than a hundred meters behind them were heavily armed troops, and because the electronics were all out of order, the soldiers had to choose between heavy body armor and enough ammunition.
On the other side, the moment the gunshots rang out, Zhang Xiao was startled and turned his head to look in the direction of the gunshots.
I want to prove that I am still the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world. One.
Sweat soaked her brown hair and stuck to her forehead, and McGonagall gasped violently, stirring her wand with all her might, causing the transformed cats to rush at Voldemort from all directions.
The few people who had just clenched their fists silently released their fists, and a kind of culturally suppressed helplessness welled up, and perhaps only Hermione, who had been staring closely, could understand how powerful Professor Snape's operation was.
"And then send them to death together?" Snape's voice drifted over in a strange way.
The orange sun shines on the earth, bringing a different kind of poignancy to the entire battlefield.
"My father is fighting, how can I escape at this time?"
Cedric held his wand in his hand, and his handsome face was equally smiling:
Hermione finally took her attention away, and the little witch pursed her lips, looking exactly like Professor McGonagall:
"No, Harry! Zhang said, let us stay here, take care of the wounded, know that there is no one to protect them except us!
"Of course, it's never forgetting, I'm so tired after allβ" Ron also raised his wand, "Mom and Dad, can I go?" β
Malfoy was pressing the bullets on his pistol, and he had pressed many, many magazines.
Like scythes, this elite army swept away all the enemies it came across, guarded by the witchers.
"I've been practicing marksmanship since I came back from the dungeon."
"Sirius, you're not going to stop me, are you?"
"NoβI'm not going to stay here anymore."
Sirius finally stood up and shouted with great vigour:
Grindelwald's heterochromatic pupils stared at Voldemort:
"Naturally, it's for the greater good, and I used to think that the greater good was to overturn the law of secrecy, but now, it's Albus Dumbledore.
"Actually. We've been friends for a long time. β
After Harry finished speaking, he looked at his godfather with a smile:
McGonagall struggled to utter the name, and she looked at the young Grindelwald with horror as she walked through the yellowed newspapers.
They scrambling to fight back, but Harry's disarming spell was almost as fast as it could be.
Death Eaters have eyes shining and will never die, so what is there to fear?
Not even the Avada Curse could kill him.
At this point, the battlefield was completely plunged into total chaos.
"I didn't expectβ" Snape's hand was steady as if it would never tremble, and he said sarcastically as he shook the liquid, "Master Black still knows it's poison?"
I thought he wouldn't understand that using the highly toxic medicine of Aconitum extract could suppress the curse for a short time?
The auspicious clouds beneath Flitwick cut through an eerie arc, carrying him away from the smoke-forming serpent that Voldemort had manipulated.
Ron walked up and squeezed his eyes:
"Sting!"
Get! Don't say anything, Zhang Xiao could only shut up helplessly, inserted his wand into the protective case, Grindelwald raised the wand he picked up, and another disarming spell attacked.
Zhang Xiao only felt a shock in his hand, and couldn't help but let go of his hand, allowing the old wand to fly into Grindelwald's hand.
Is Albus' wand with you? β
Is this a fire?
"What are you looking at? Porter? Don't look at it, it's a high-end potion you'll never learn! β
Soon the fiery snake and the giant bird collided again, stirring up sparks in the sky.
But now these church warriors are their spiritual pillars!
They trembled uncontrollably, what was this?
How could anyone practice the disarming spell to such an extent? Did he do nothing but practice the Disarming Charm?
Once again, they gathered around, and instead of trying to attack with a spell, they simply threw up a huge rock and smashed it over.
Harry patted him on the shoulder, squeezed it hard, and after a moment of silence, said with a smile:
The spell struck the umbrella formed by the cloud gold, and it only made a crisp or dull sound.
Only then will it be possible to save this precarious situation, after all, that legendary wizard has saved it several times, hasn't it?
But McGonagall also knew in her heart that Dumbledore's injuries were too serious, and this hope was destined to be a luxury.
10,000 demon hunters and up to 20,000 heavily armed troops were mixed into more than 2,000 squads, and they gathered into small groups one by one, entering from the perimeter, forming a loose encirclement, strangling inward bit by bit.
The speed was amazing, but Voldemort didn't care, he laughed maniacally, opened his arms and roared, a faint ripple spreading rapidly from his body.
As long as he lives, then the wizarding world will never fall into darkness! β
But not long after they became powerful, the Death Eaters were horrified to find that the giants had fallen one by one.
But isn't it impossible to manipulate the fire?
Blake laughed dumbly, and he stood up:
"Of course not, if your dad were here, he would have made exactly the same choice as you, and that was to rush out together!"
"You say this?" The companions also became excited: "If it's true, then wouldn't we?"
Harry looked at it for a moment, then looked away, and there were a lot of people sitting by the walls of the cave, Aunt Petunia, the Grangers, and the anxious Narcissa - because her husband had joined the battlefield.
"Harry is right."
Oops, Blakeβyoung masterβ" Snape dragged out his tone, "That's amazingβ"
The outburst still broke out, but because it was a bit too much to write, the brain was a little insufficient.
There are about 20,000 words left in this final battle, so that it can be over.
This is the second biggest scene in the book, and the final ending will be a little bigger.
(End of chapter)