Harry was the last Horcrux Voldemort had inadvertently made, and the problem had always existed.

Zhang Xiao and Dumbledore had discussed Harry's problem together.

The Daomen could drain the souls from it, but Dumbledore wasn't prepared to do it right away, at least not until the other Horcruxes had been collected.

Because of Harry's peculiarity, he could 'peep' at Voldemort through his scars, and this voyeurism was one-way, and Voldemort didn't know about it.

But if Voldemort senses this connection, he can use this method to lay a trap, and reverse voyeurism is impossible, because Horcruxes are one-way!

So after Zhang Xiao and Dumbledore's discussion, the two agreed that it was a good choice to keep Harry as an early warning device.

As long as Voldemort is emotional, Harry's side is 'excited'.

Finally, Zhang Xiao told Dumbledore that if Voldemort insisted on using the Death Curse on Harry, who would die?

After a long period of thought, Dumbledore came to a conclusion that was almost identical to the original.

It would have been the 'po' in Harry's body that would have died.

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiao dared to let Harry help him resist a life-seeking spell at this moment!

"Harry, the reasons for this are complicated, I'll explain it to you later, all in all, trust me!"

As for whether to believe Zhang, is there any doubt about this?

Harry agreed almost immediately, took a deep breath and nodded heavily:

"Good!"

Zhang Xiao turned the 'fire-tipped spear' in his hand, and the shadow of the spear flew in the sky, easily picking up all the spells.

Then he stabbed forward, and a brilliant light shot out from the tip of the spear, heading straight for Voldemort, whose lower body was shrouded in black smoke, and waved his wand with an extremely ugly face.

From in front of him, he summoned an extremely delicate silver shield, this shield was only the size of a face, but it was very strong, and the light collided with the shield with a loud sound like ringing a bell.

"Your spell doesn't work against me!" Voldemort roared, but Zhang Xiao silently maintained the output of the spell, and he could only maintain his shield.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiao's free other hand directly touched a golden circle, and threw it at Voldemort.

The circle swirled, and in the blink of an eye, it reached Voldemort's side, and the wind rose, and before Voldemort could react, the circle had begun to shrink, ready to lock him up.

Voldemort had no choice but to roar sharply, swing his wand and blow the shield apart, using the air wave generated by the explosion to dodge the trap and break the spell.

But before Voldemort could take a breath and say a few cruel words, another thing flew in, square and golden, Voldemort had experienced a series of battles, and was struck by the thunder a few times, and his reaction was finally slow.

With a whoosh, the gold brick slapped straight on his bare head, Rao was a modified body like Voldemort, and he also screamed in pain, and the originally white and miserable bare head swollen a big swollen bag at a very fast speed.

Voldemort only felt the Venus in front of him, and he reached out with a trembling hand and touched the swollen lump on his forehead, from where the pain in his heart came.

But this pain was far less than the humiliation and anger in Voldemort's heart at the moment.

"You. How dare you."

Voldemort's slender eyes were full of red light, and it was a feeling of anger to the extreme, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head, almost destroying what was left of his sanity.

From Zhang Xiao's point of view, even the swollen bag on his forehead became more red and bright.

Angry good. How do you get Harry to block the gun if you're not angry?

Zhang Xiao laughed:

"Tom, you can just go straight to being a comedian, you don't need makeup, as long as you stand in front of the audience, they will automatically laugh out loud."

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Voldemort trembled, and suddenly opened his hands, and let out a terrible roar that he had never heard before:

"Ah!!!!h

Endless black qi surged frantically from his body.

Zhang Xiao's eyes narrowed, and the ring composed of 10 talismans behind him also flickered together.

The golden light on his body became extremely dazzling in an instant, and the white and black lights were entangled with each other, colliding in mid-air.

The violent and continuous explosions rang out like firecrackers, and the people on the ground who looked up were caught off guard, and all of them were blown back and forth by the air waves set off by the explosion.

Neville shook his head and struggled to get up from the ground, a strange long beep ringing in his ears.

This is the sequelae of the explosion just now, he stood a little dazed, above the sky, the black and white lights were still colliding violently.

The others were still lying on the ground struggling in pain, and at this moment, Neville's ears also heard Zhang Xiao's voice:

"Neville, did you see the snake that Voldemort summoned earlier?"

Snake?

Neville rubbed his cheeks vigorously, trying to recover from the vertigo as quickly as possible.

He stood on tiptoe and looked around, and sure enough, he saw a python in the distance that was entrenched and motionless.

"See!"

Zhang Xiao's voice became a little more serious:

"Neville, that snake is the key to being able to defeat Voldemort, no one else has the ability to destroy that snake, only you can!"

Only me?

"Good!"

Zhang Xiao didn't say anything more, because you can always trust Longbottom.

On the contrary, he has a strong premonition in his heart, and it will soon be the moment to decide the victory.

Voldemort slowly landed on the ground, his snake-like pupils already wide to the limit.

Intense anger and humiliation scorched his heart every minute and every second.

"I didn't want to use this trick because even I couldn't master it.

Probably put myself in a dangerous situation."

Voldemort spoke, in a soft, hissing voice like a snake.

"But you succeeded in angering me. Makes up my mind. Then let's all die! ”

Voldemort gave it his might, screaming and outstretching his wand, a grim green glow shining from the tip of his wand.

Zhang Xiao once thought that this was Avada's life curse, but after a while, he realized that it was not.

The wand's green light converged like water, and then erupted, in the stunned gaze of everyone.

The green light condensed into a hooded, scythe-wielding grim reaper.

Zhang Xiao looked at the grim reaper who rushed out of the wand and was condensed by green light.

It's a lot like that. Patronus Charm?

Almost instantly, he remembered what Tom had said in his diary: "I had an idea that since the Patronus Charm is made up entirely of positive emotions.

And what about the opposite of the Patronus Charm? Will it summon a Grim Reaper made of the Requisition Curse?

Think about it, this Grim Reaper will harvest everything and bring death! ”

So Tom finally got the idea done?

Yes, Tom will do it, and it will be too tempting for him. He boasted of conquering death and mastering it.

Only by driving death can his identity be revealed.

The Grim Reaper wielded a massive scythe, its body glowing a miserable green.

Where it flies, it is as if everything has been stripped away, and only black and white remain.

Everything that was living was given death, and Voldemort let out a manial laugh with his arms outstretched.

He watched his death reap the harvest of life, and in fact he himself was in the midst of this miserable green light, which is what Voldemort said he would be in danger of being put in danger.

It's just a deep circle of black light enveloping his body, which is the purest malice, and this thing that is the same origin as the Curse temporarily resists the attack for him.

The green light from the Reaper's scythe seemed to dissolve everything, and the area where the two men were fighting continued to sink.

"Harry!"

Zhang Xiao suddenly shouted, in Voldemort's shocked and confused gaze.

Harry suddenly rushed towards the Grim Reaper, and Zhang Xiao took out his black diary and smashed it at Voldemort.

Death swung his scythe and slashed Harry and the journal with a sinister smile.

Harry's face turned gray in an instant, and he fell limply to the ground.

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

Nagini straightened up, hissing and spitting out the letter, his cold snake eyes looking at the round-faced little wizard opposite.

After being summoned by its master, it traveled a long way to get here, and it was tired and hungry

Maybe the little wizard in front of you can use it as a delicious meal?

Nagini knew what he was capable of, and since his master put a part of him in his body, he no longer feared wizards.

Those ridiculous spells tickled the body.

Thinking of the luscious blood and flesh, Nagini had an irrepressible urge.

It opened its mouth, bared its sharp fangs, and pounced on it fiercely.

Neville's hand slowly reached for the longsword behind his back, and his heart calmed down as he rested his fingers on the cold hilt.

He let out a long breath, and the picture of Senior Brother Gu Ying demonstrating his swordsmanship to himself inexplicably appeared in front of him.

A sincere smile appeared on his round face, and Neville looked at Nagini as he pounced, everything around him was slowing down, slowing down.

"Choke!"

Qingyue's sword roared, and a rainbow light appeared between this heaven and earth, and Neville held the long sword with both hands, drawing a graceful arc from the bottom to the top.

The moment the sword touched Nagini's scales, the blade suddenly lit up with a light like water.

Several seal characters on the spine of the sword also lit up:

"Slash, demon, end, destroy"

The blade easily tore through Nagini's scales and sliced through flesh.

Neville turned to collect his sword, allowing both of Nagini's bodies to roll in pain on the ground, turning to ashes.

Voldemort let out an unprecedented scream, and the black light around him shook violently, like a fragile bubble, popping open.

The grim reaper, glowing with green light, turned around suddenly, as if he had seen some peerless delicacy.

Let out a weird laugh and rush towards Voldemort with a whistling voice.

Voldemort's face turned terrified, and he fell backwards to the ground, crawling backwards on his hands and feet.

"No, no, no!!"

Without hesitation, the Grim Reaper swung its scythe and slashed with the same maniacal laugh as Voldemort, and then its figure faded into thin air.

Voldemort's body stiffened, and his pale skin quickly turned gray, like a stone statue.

A breeze blew, and Voldemort fell to the ground with a bang, its body quickly dissolving, turning into ashes, and disappearing with the wind.

Die under your own spell

Zhang Xiao watched quietly, and there was also silence in the field, and everyone couldn't believe what was happening.

The huge light curtain around him shattered, and with a crackling crackling sound, Moody appeared beside him.

Said hoarsely;

"Those who are dressed in white are quite difficult to deal with, but fortunately, there are more and more of us, and in the end, they can't hold it and can only run."

His blue magic eye looked around, drew his wand, and asked nervously:

"By the way, Zhang, what about Voldemort? I heard that McGonagall and Flitwick had fallen.

Damn, I fight Voldemort? It's true. I'm not ready for the fake! ”

Zhang Xiao stepped forward and pulled up Harry, who was getting up from the ground with a blank face.

patted him on the shoulder and said softly:

"I'll talk about it later."

Then he turned around and showed a big smile, and the voice echoed throughout the battlefield:

"Wizards! We've won! ”

Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand and waved vigorously:

"Come Home!!"

It was a lively banquet like never before.

The whole of Hogwarts has become a sea of joy, not only students, but wizards from all over the United Kingdom, and even the whole world.

They cheered and celebrated, or the wizards of the whole world celebrated in this way.

Voldemort didn't have such a big battle when he first fell, but this time it was different.

Through the live broadcast of the magic projection, the whole world was frightened by Voldemort's power and ferocity.

They couldn't imagine if Voldemort hadn't died there, but had managed to escape.

So what kind of fear and clouds will come to the wizarding world?

Even Muggles were assessing the damage they might have done if Voldemort hadn't died.

In the end, I have to admit that the death of the monster who looks like a deformed child is good for everyone.

Hogwarts to Hogsmeade, the lights are bright, and everyone I meet on the road is so happy, so happy.

The sky was filled with fireworks, and these already excited wizards celebrated by all means.

Secrecy laws?

Come on, the battle that took place in the United States has been seen by Muggles all over the world, so what kind of secrecy laws do you care?

Give those waste officials a headache, now I just want to celebrate, celebrate hard!

Boss, another box of laborious fireworks! No, ten boxes!

Muggles looked up at the dynamic fireworks that they had never seen in the sky, and they actually admired it with relish.

In this moment, Muggles and wizards throughout the West share this moment!

On the top of the tower of Hogwarts, Zhang Xiao pillowed her hands behind her head, lying in a chair leisurely, watching the fireworks in the sky.

Beside him, Dumbledore's arms and half of his face were covered in ointment, and he was also lying in a rocking chair, his other hand intact.

Grindelwald was wrapped in zongzi, and even so, he glared at Zhang Xiao fiercely with his only remaining intact eyes.

It's a pity that the mouth of the gas stove is also sealed with a bandage, otherwise I would have heard some 'Grieg gas' words.

One after another, Bibi flavored beans are thrown into your mouth.

"Zhang"

Dumbledore said softly.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiao was a little strange, what to say was said to Dumbledore who woke up after returning to Hogwarts.

"You once asked me how to go on your path."

Zhang Xiao tilted her face and listened quietly.

Dumbledore's gaze became distant and deep:

"I think I'm able to answer you now, you can't learn much more at Hogwarts.

Go out for a walk, measure the world with your feet, experience more, meet more people and find what you want on the journey.

Absolutely"

Dumbledore winked at him:

"If you're tired, you can always come back to Hogwarts to rest, the doors will always be open for you."

(End of Volume IV)

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