Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 700 The Ultimate Battle ([-])

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The roaring magical power forced Snape, as if it wanted to tear him apart.

But to the surprise of Harry and Voldemort, Snape didn't defend or dodge.

He just stood there in a daze, as if frightened by this evil spell.

Voldemort sneered, and then saw—

The green light [Death Curse] directly passed through Snape's body, and directly hit the outer wall of the blood cocoon.

The outer wall made of fine magic silk became stiff and white, and gradually fell off, breaking a big hole.

But now Harry and Voldemort were so shocked by Snape's current state that they couldn't care less about the situation.

Snape's figure, or body... rippling like water,

His current state is even weirder than that of ghosts,
At least [Death Curse] is said to be able to kill anything, even ghosts.

And the [Death Curse] cast by the most evil wizards in modern times can be said to be the deadliest curse, and no one except Harry will be able to resist this curse and survive.

But it went through like this, even Voldemort couldn't believe it.

"You... Severus... don't you..."

"Appearance, appearance!" Voldemort swung his wand vigorously, and a bright yellow light shone on Snape's body.

Snape's body was floating in the air like a phantom.

The magic from the tip of Voldemort's wand traveled through Snape's body, constantly wandering.

"Horcrux? No... no, it doesn't have the taste of sacrificing souls? Could it be..."

Voldemort stared at Snape with puzzlement in his red eyes.

"Could it be that you separated your soul from your body and transferred it to..."

Voldemort immediately waved his wand, pointing at Harry.

Then, something in Harry's body levitated involuntarily.

That World Tree seedling...

It began to glow with a golden-green light, and Snape's [body] emitted a fluorescent light at the same time, complementing each other...

"Is it worth it? True Severus, why did you follow Dumbledore's orders and do this for that idiot?"

The Dark Lord stopped attacking, and he asked a puzzled question.

"You should understand that this is an almost irreversible magical ritual..."

Snape didn't answer, he just watched Voldemort silently.There was firmness in his eyes, without regret at all.

Looking at Snape's illusory back with his cloak swishing and shaking, Harry felt extremely complicated.

This scene simply stunned his brain and completely froze him.

What Voldemort meant was: Snape actually made sacrifices to protect himself, possibly even at the cost of his own life...

'this?How can it be? '

Harry screamed in disbelief.

"Why?" said Voldemort, obviously unable to understand how Snape, who hated James Potter so much, would protect his son.

Lucius had also told him that Harry and Snape were at odds with each other, they almost strangled each other's necks and fought each other.

But Voldemort immediately remembered that woman, 14 years ago, who stood in front of him to protect Harry...the woman who caused everything today.

Lily Evans, that Mudblood.

"Yes, Snape liked the Mudblood so much, he even begged himself not to hurt her that night..."

Voldemort figured it out, and looked up at Snape.

"Do you still like that Mudblood... Lily Evans..." "Severus, you actually betrayed us for a woman, betrayed the interests that are greater than all the world..."

Voldemort's words were like dropping atomic bombs in Harry's heart.

Harry, he has never felt so bad that today is a nightmare...

——Snape is Dumbledore's man, which is reasonable, but what he didn't expect was that the old bat was actually his mother's suitor.

This?
From Harry's own point of view, he is simply full of FK...

He finally understood why Snape kept hating himself, but kept saving his life time and time again.

And knowing why so many people doubted the old bat, Albus Dumbledore still insisted that Snape was on their side.

Harry looked up at Severus Snape immediately after hearing these words.

Compared to Voldemort's fury, Snape has always maintained the indifference of the past, as if he didn't even care about his own life.

But he still frowned at the new topic brought up by the Dark Lord, with a hint of shame and regret that couldn't be concealed in his expression.

Seeing the expression on Snape's face, Voldemort knew that he had guessed right, his red eyes glowed even more blood-red,... It's a pity that even with his knowledge of [Legistry], he couldn't see through the mind of a phantom.

"I can't understand...Snape, there are obviously women with purer blood who can match you. Back then, you clearly told me so...Lily Evans..."

"Don't mention that name, it's not worthy to come out of your mouth!" Snape finally stopped being silent, and the words came out deep in his throat.

"I'm not worthy...Hmph, forget it, it's not important anyway."

After laughing wildly, Voldemort screamed, "Severus, are you Dumbledore or my man...it doesn't matter. Although you have used a spell...to transfer your soul to the sapling of Harry's world tree, you can hide and come to the center of this magic ceremony to protect Harry...but you have no magic power to stop me."

"I've never seen such insane behavior."

"I will let you watch with your own eyes that the Harry Potter you want to protect becomes one of mine...become my clone..."

"No matter what great love you talk about, it can't stop the pace of reality... prevent my goal from being achieved step by step. No matter what small stumbling blocks you want to set up on my way forward, it doesn't matter at all. I will destroy your cherished things one by one, just like destroying your former lover or mother...the so-called Lily Evans."

"Oh, I see, you guys have been living in your daydreams...I will let you understand the cruelty and horror of reality..."

Saying that, Voldemort waved the Elder Wand again. He decided not to ignore the phantom of Snape, and began to speed up the operation of the magic ritual, speeding up his fusion with Harry.

"Potter! Patronus Charm!"

Snape ordered indifferently.

"Huh?" Although he still felt a little uncomfortable, Harry still chose to obey the other party's orders.

He recalled the happy days at Hogwarts when a silver mist suddenly burst from the tip of his wand.

That ray of light turned into two kinds of creatures, a stag and a doe, running parallel and side by side, swimming around Harry extremely quickly, dispelling the filamentous blood mist that was creeping around his body... bit by bit.

"Very smart! You injected your emotions and memories into Harry's magic, so that he can also summon your patron saint...and then use the power of two patron saints to delay the magic ritual..." Voldemort stopped the magic ritual and analyzed the situation in front of him.

"But, what's the real use of this? Before the real power, this kind of cleverness is like a sculpture made of mud..."

As he spoke, he chanted an unknown spell aloud, which Harry couldn't understand,

Then a black spell with reddish brilliance turned into an imaginary huge python, gushing out from the tip of the wand, rushing towards Harry and attacking the two patron saints.

(Harry hadn't figured out why Snape's Patronus was a doe, and why it happened to be a pair with himself...and his father's Patronus, when he found Voldemort's powerful spell rushing towards his face)

The giant python tried to wrap around in mid-air, strangling the two patron saints.

At this moment, Snape suddenly said to Harry, "Quickly use your expelling weapon and aim at Voldemort's wand..."

"what?"

Startled by the sudden cry, Harry froze on the spot... staring blankly at the two wands floating in front of Voldemort and the Elder Wand in his hand, not knowing which wand to disarm for a moment.

"quick!"

Snape urged again, he had no scruples... The Patronus of himself and Harry was whining, being hoarsely swallowed by the giant python.

He was urging Harry to hurry up with extreme agitation.

Harry immediately followed his orders subconsciously. In his haste, he didn't think too much, and waved his wand directly, emitting a red light.

With a bang, like a cannonball exploding, Voldemort staggered two steps. The Elder Wand in his hand tilted, but he didn't let it go. Instead, another wand swirled and flew directly out of the cocoon and fell outside.

After Voldemort stabilized his body, he looked at the two with an extremely playful look.

"I have to say, you guys are hopelessly stupid, sacrificing your Patronus... just to knock down Lucius Malfoy's wand?"

He laughed wildly.

Harry looked at the two patron saints beside him in desperation, which turned into countless light spots and disappeared into the void, while circles of blood-colored cocoons were re-wrapped on the surface of his own body, connecting him and Voldemort.

But Snape didn't pay attention to Voldemort's words, instead he shouted to the McGuffin outside, "Albert, your wand... lend your wand to Harry..."

cu——

After a quick sound, McGuffin's wand stopped directly beside Harry like a sharp arrow.

"Hold it, Harry!"

Harry didn't understand, but he raised his left arm and took McGuffin's wand.

"I don't know……"

Of course Harry knew something special about the MacGuffin wand,

This is the twin wand of the Elder Wand, which is wielded by almost no one but a MacGuffin.

—He still didn't understand what was the use of holding a wand that was useless to him?

"Hahaha..."

"Is this your plan? Your secret weapon? The little madman's wand... Severus."

Voldemort raised his knuckle-covered Elder Wand and pointed it at the faces of the two. The tip of the wand once again gathered a huge and terrifying evil magic power.

"Let me see how you deal with the incomparable death stick in my hand, the stick of fate..."

After hearing Voldemort's words, Snape turned his head and taunted him, "Riddle... Before you kill us, I want to tell you something, something I didn't tell you..."

"That Elder Wand is of no use to you now, and you cannot exert its true power at all..."

"What do you mean, Severus? If you mean to say these things about becoming the master of the Elder Wand, you don't have to say it... I took it from Albus with my own hands, it belongs to me, I defeated its previous owner..."

Voldemort growled.

"You are wrong, Riddle, think about what happened just now... Did you really defeat Dumbledore?"

The expression on Voldemort's (that Harry's) face had turned ugly.

"That's right, it seems you've figured it out yourself. Albus Dumbledore defeated you in that duel, and he died after defeating you. You didn't defeat Dumbledore at all."

"Albus Dumbledore has been the last true master of the Elder Wand. Everything has gone according to his plan, and the power of the wand has fallen into eternal silence with his demise..." Snape said.

"But, Snape, Dumbledore is giving up the Elder Wand. I hold it now, and its power is mine."

"Don't you understand? Riddle!" Snape said, "The wand has an owner, and you can't exert its true power by holding it. According to Dumbledore, the Elder Wand can make it easier for its owner to use the power beyond the limit. And you are holding it now, as if you were holding a dry branch, you can't exert the power contained in it at all..."

"Besides, there's one more thing I haven't told you, Riddle."

"What?" Voldemort hissed and growled angrily and impatiently, his chest was heaving violently, and the evil magic power on his body was about to burst out, as if he was about to cast a spell the next moment.

Snape said: "The Elder Wand, like your phoenix tail wand, also has its own twin wand, just like I told you...the wand in your hand is no match for the wand in Harry's hand..."

"...and the stick of fate...is no match for a MacGuffin's wand."

Voldemort froze in place with a dazed look on his face.

"This is impossible!"

Snape sneered, "Almost all the staff at Hogwarts know about this... including Lucius Malfoy... If you weren't so high-bodied and regarded Dumbledore's Elder Wand as your own property... If you didn't tell anyone about your plan to take the Elder Wand, I'm afraid someone would have reminded you..."

"How ridiculous! Lucius' wand was your life-saving straw, and now you have lost the only wand that can cast spells!"

"A wizard without a wand, is he still a wizard... Tsk tsk!" Snape sneered.

His words obviously angered Voldemort.

"Just relying on you... I can do it empty-handed..."

Before Voldemort could finish speaking, he waved his wand.

Almost a second before Voldemort opened his mouth, Snape understood what the Dark Lord was trying to do, and he immediately yelled at Harry:

"Potter! Attack Voldemort with your best spell—"

(End of this chapter)