When the ball of light that the spell touched completely swallowed Zhang Xiao, many people couldn't help but cover their mouths.

Even the mold and witchers who don't know much about the wizarding world, looking at the golden Zhang Xiao and the black-covered Voldemort, they also know that Voldemort, who looks like a deformed child, is the villain.

It hurts, a sharp ache coming from every corner of the body.

The mirror-clear golden light resisted stubbornly, but in the face of such a powerful force, it still shattered in a very short time.

Just when Zhang Xiao felt that he was going to die like this, the thin golden bracelet on his wrist suddenly bloomed with extremely powerful power.

The ancient magic of the oath has finally begun to take effect.

A thin ray of light bloomed on the surface of Zhang Xiao's body, this light was not dazzling, but with a kind of firmness, keeping all the damage out.

At the same time, Neville, who was running here with tears streaming down his face, felt his heart beat violently, and an inexplicable voice sounded in his head.

Not just him, all the Longbottoms looked up at the moment.

On the battlefield, many people have lost all hopes, Dumbledore has fallen, Grindelwald has also fallen, and the little wizard who everyone has high hopes for him to become the next Dumbledore has also fallen.

Even though he had used methods he had never seen before, Voldemort was still not dead.

"The wizarding world is over"

"Darkness will envelop us again."

Voldemort laughed maniacally, even though he had paid a great price, even though he was now less than half of his heyday.

But the stumbling block in the entire wizarding world is finally gone, and he is about to reign over the whole world!

Harry looked stunned, his mouth open, his mind was blank at this time, and only one thought appeared repeatedly. He's dead?

Beside him, Hermione was kneeling on the ground, covering her face and sobbing in pain, Cedric had already drawn his wand and ran frantically towards Voldemort, Malfoy let out a meaningless howl, tearfully holding his gun and pouring bullets at Voldemort dozens of meters away.

"No!" A terrible scream could be heard in the distance, and Harry turned his face blankly to look at the source of the scream.

This was Professor McGonagall, who was stumbling here with his hair disheveled, and Professor Flitwick had forgotten that he still had clouds, and was screaming at Voldemort with his wand on both legs.

He never expected, never dreamed, that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound.

Harry was still staring straight at the ball of light in the distance, and the voice gradually returned, and he gradually reacted that his best friend, Zhang, was dead.

He was looking forward to the dissipation of the ball, and Zhang stood there, looking at them with a smile, always full of confidence to tell everyone that everything has me.

I can't help but think of the first time they met.

I opened the door of the box, and an oriental teenager leaned on his seat, holding a book in his hand, smiling at himself.

Before that, Harry didn't even know what a friend was, but in that moment, he had a friend.

Tears rolled down his emerald green eyes, and Harry didn't know when he had pulled out his wand.

"Ah!!h

He let out a roar of rage that he had never felt before, and his heart swelled with rage and rage like never before, he was going to kill that son of a bitch, Voldemort!

He just wanted to kill Voldemort!

"Useless emotions, the weak reptile is angry, and it is just jumping up and harassing the giant."

Voldemort giggled, and he even enjoyed the stares of the others, treating everyone's anger and grief as a kind of drama.

He lazily lowered his wand, thinking about how he could kill all those who didn't know what to do, so that he could show his strength and cruelty in front of the whole world.

The light disappeared, and the blackened Zhang Xiao fell straight down, splashing a cloud of dust on the ground.

Voldemort was surprised to find that he didn't seem to be dead, and his chest was still heaving.

Isn't it dead yet? Maybe I should cut off his head?

It's still the Avada Curse.

Voldemort raised his spell, and a blinding green light flew towards the people on the ground.

The smile on his face grew more and more until the spell was blocked by a large door.

"Longbottom! It's time to live our ancient vows with our lives! ”

An old woman with gray hair rushed out of the door first, raised her wand, and turned back and roared loudly:

"Don't be afraid, Longbottoms! Advance! Advance! The Longbottom family, unswerving to death! ”

Accompanied by her roar, rushed out were all the members of the Longbottom family.

Mr. and Mrs. Alice, Algerie Longbottom, Anie Longbottom in the middle of them, and even the children, their faces were nervous, but so determined.

is like a moth to a fire, knowing that rushing forward is death, but still rushing without hesitation.

They are really fulfilling their oath and guarding with their lives.

Neville was so fast that he even rushed to the front, Voldemort's face was unusually ugly, and he roared to use the most vicious method to show the Longbottom family who dared to resist him what cruelty was.

But still no one left him.

Voldemort was too strong, and with a huge wave of his wand, those who were not strong enough spat blood and flew out.

But Alice, Frank, Neville, Augusta, and the others are still there, and they bravely cast spells at Voldemort.

Soon more people rushed over, and Zhang Xiao's death seemed to ignite the anger that people had been accumulating for a long time, and they rushed forward desperately.

Not only that, but the house-elves rushed over in a mighty way, and these small, always docile elves, crying and screaming, waving all sorts of things, rushed forward, and the rain rushed to the front: "Fight! Fight! Fight for our most merciful and greatest master! Resist the Dark Lord! Fight! ”

Voldemort's face finally changed, and he was even forced to defend himself.

In the chaos, no one noticed the abnormal changes on Zhang Xiao's body lying on the ground.

Eagles with wings spread soar over the towers, and the moonlight shines through the castle windows and onto the floor.

The castle was silent, the little wizards were asleep in the Great Hall, and even the ghosts in the castle knew about the events that were happening in the distance, and stayed in the underground classroom to discuss them worriedly.

In the room of the Responsive Room, the Lady of the Glove put down the book in her hand and looked out the window leisurely, her gaze seemed to have traveled through time and space.

I saw the distant shore, and I saw the mutation in the little wizard.

I entrust my future to you, Zhang.

Voldemort screeched, his unconscious brain causing him to say so many things he shouldn't have said before, and now not even a Death Eater would help him.

His followers quietly took off their hoods, pretending to be normal wizards.

Voldemort finally realized that something was wrong, and he had no choice but to summon the fire again, and the crimson flames seemed to consume everything.

The giant python formed by the flames burned brightly, and everything it touched burned.

The brief siege finally stopped for a moment, and Voldemort stood in the middle of the flames and stared at everyone viciously.

I wish I could kill everyone now.

But no, he needs to rest.

Zhang Xiao looked around in amazement, there seemed to be no concept of time and space here, and there was only endless white light everywhere he looked.

This kind of light shines warmly on the body.

I am. Where is it?

Zhang Xiao wanted to shout a few words, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.

On the contrary, his movements seemed to touch something, and the milky white light fluctuated, forming an overwhelming torrent that washed in from all directions.

There is nowhere to dodge, and there is no way to dodge.

"Poof" he seems to have fallen into the water, on the contrary, the water is not cold, warm, just soaking brings him a different kind of joy and satisfaction.

It was as if all the good things in the world were here, and he was immersed in this infinitely beautiful emotion, unable to extricate himself.

Even the hope from the heart will sleep forever and not wake up.

Zhang Xiao smiled with satisfaction, sinking deeper and deeper, and he even began to forget who he was, forgot a lot of things, and simply enjoyed the good.

Gradually, his body gradually glowed, and little by little it seemed to turn into light, merging with the warm white light around him.

At this moment, a small voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhang Xiao frowned, as if she was a little unhappy that she had been disturbed by blending into the whole ocean.

But those small voices kept talking.

He had to pause the idea of blending in for a moment and listen to what the voices were saying.

"I want to reward Mr. Xiao Zhang with sixty points!"

"President! Good day~"

"Zhang—called his dragon!"

"The doors of Hogwarts are open for you tonight!"

"Chang gave us one of the best battles in Hogwarts' millennial history, stepping on the dragon and raising his spear, as many people imagined.

Charge! Never back!

He risked his life to fight the basilisk, and he used what he learned brilliantly to pull off a miracle - defeating the basilisk!

Zhang showed us what a true Slytherin is: leadership, wisdom, tolerance and the courage to fight to the death when necessary! ”

Zhang Xiao's closed eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and his expression struggled a little.

The small voice was still speaking, but the voice was getting louder and louder:

"Oh! Oh my God, Zhang! He's amazingly fast! Just grabbed the key in the blink of an eye! “

"Momentum, second round, third round!"

"Let's congratulate Zhang Xiao, he is the champion of the first project!"

"What do we see? He chose the second path! He's going to defeat the giants head-on! ”

"Zhang, sit on his throne!"

Zhang Xiao's expression struggled more and more.

"Zhang! The undisputed champion of the first Super Goblet of Fire! ”

At this moment, the chaotic voice turned into a call that contained all kinds of feelings and voices.

This call contains anticipation, enthusiasm, praise, cheers, and all.

"Zhang!"

"Zhang?"

"Zhang"

"Zhang"

"Xiaoxiao!"

In the endless light, as if some kind of shackle had been broken, Zhang Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

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