Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 701 The Ultimate Battle ([-])

"Except your weapons!"

Harry subconsciously raised McGuffin's wand and shouted loudly.

At the same time, Voldemort waved his wand at the same time,

"Soul out of the body!"

The red flames collided in mid-air... forming a bolt of lightning that exploded.

The lightning was trembling and fighting... Connecting the two wands in the hands of Harry and Voldemort, countless arcs of light splashed, like sparks spraying, crackling and colliding around the outer wall of the blood-red cocoon.

Harry felt that the wand in his hand was constantly repelling the magic power that surged out of him, and the end holding the wand...was constantly hot, as if he was holding an extremely hot iron kettle.

Voldemort was even worse.

Harry saw Voldemort staggering back a few steps, and the wand in his hand spun straight into the air.

Flying in his direction, Harry immediately reached out to catch it, and then relying on the feel of a Seeker, he quickly rushed forward and grabbed the flying wand directly.

Grabbed the Elder Wand of Dumbledore, the Death Cudgel, the Stick of Fate.

"No no...it's impossible!" Voldemort muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief.

He looked up resentfully, shouting at Harry Snape and the others.

He picked up his only remaining wand and waved it again.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Stimulated just now, he couldn't even care about Harry's life.

And at the same time Harry knew immediately what he was going to do,

He immediately reacted appropriately, and directly picked up the phoenix tail feather wand to confront that guy.

Sure enough, it was the connection of the twin wands again.

Thin beams of light connected the wands of the two, turning into thousands of arcs of light above their heads, like a golden net, a golden cage.

Those rays were so tenacious that not even Voldemort could get rid of them.

Then trembling beads of light appeared on the gold wire between the two wands, rolling around.

A burst of fairy music resounded in the air...it came from the optical network connected between Harry and Voldemort's wand, each light thread vibrating and resonating with each other...emitted.

Harry knew it was the song of the phoenix, he had heard it in the phoenix named Fox.

The song was ethereal and sweet, which made his blood spurt, and his heart kept beating and vibrating along with the melody.

This was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard. This singing gave strength to his body that could not hold on, and gave him the courage to persevere in his heart.

Beads of light rolled on the rays between the wands,

The wand in Harry's hand began to grow hot, almost as if it was on fire.

"Don't let it touch your wand, push it over there... This is not a contest between magic and magic, but the persistence of courage and perseverance... Potter..."

Snape whispered to comfort Harry's heart.

Sure enough, Voldemort's wand also vibrated.He could do no more, no better than Harry.

Harry concentrated all his thoughts, all the desire in his heart, and forced the light pearl towards him.

In Voldemort's shock and horror, the sphere of light sank into the tip of his wand.

Then the Dark Lord's wand let out a scream of pain, which echoed endlessly... Then, phantoms of people killed by him appeared one by one, wizards, Muggles, goblins, centaurs, giants, dragons...even his own servants...

Infinity is like bees in a hive, those ghosts are floating around this guy densely, surrounding the Dark Lord.

After a while, it even exploded the (already broken) red cocoon.

"Lily!"

Snape whispered, staring at the opposite crowd with heavy eyes.

Seeing this, Harry suddenly looked up at the ghosts.He tried his best to find the figure of his parents from the crowd, but there were too many people, too dense, and it was impossible to distinguish them.

"Pick it up!" Snape growled.

Harry hesitated for a moment, and could only act according to Snape's words.

He himself knew that all the sacrifices had been for this moment, that no need or desire he had could override the purpose of killing Voldemort right now.

Then, the thousands of rays of light began to glow red, shining bright red like lava, and countless beads of light flowed in this cage...surrounding Voldemort...

And those phantom phantoms surrounded the Dark Lord, gnashing their teeth and cursing at him.

Harry gripped his wand as hard as he could, just when he thought he couldn't hold on.

The fairy music was even more deafening, it seemed to ring directly in Harry's heart.

The wand in Voldemort's hand directly turned into a molten iron rod, scorching the burned skin of his hand, and emitting black smoke.

Suddenly - the gold wire broke and the optical network disappeared.

But the song of the phoenix resounded even louder and louder in his heart, unable to fade away.

Gradually, the wand in Voldemort's hand began to melt directly, and a golden light shot out from the wand in the sky. A phoenix waving golden wings rushed up, and sprinkled down...brilliant flame feathers.

The wand in Harry's hand also cracked a crack, and flames shot out one by one, flying into the body of the phoenix in the air.

The phoenix is ​​vivid and lifelike.

At this moment, the singing almost filled Harry's whole heart.

He seemed to have heard his mother's murmuring whispers, his father's stern teachings, and Professor Dumbledore's cheerful greeting to him...

"Well done, Harry!"

With a high-pitched sound, the phoenix fluttered its wings and circled in the air, and countless phantoms of ghosts soared into the sky... directly submerging into the figure of the phoenix, making it burn with golden flames all over its body.

In the end, the phoenix folded its wings and swooped down directly, passing Harry and Snape's head... With an unstoppable high-pitched cry, it directly sank into Voldemort's chest, which was Harry's own young face.

When Voldemort screamed in disbelief, the guy's skin swelled rapidly, and red cracks burst open on the surface of the skin.

boom!
Countless blocks of light exploded.

A blood-red, snake-shaped monster that seemed to have been skinned appeared in front of Harry with a sticky liquid.

There was a huge hole in his chest, and his internal organs disappeared immediately.

"finished?"

Harry felt disappointed.

"Be careful--"

"It's not over yet!"

Hermione's yelp came from the outside MacGuffin, and Snape's snapped.

A red light shot directly, sinking directly into the ground under Harry's feet.

Before Harry could react, the originally translucent crystal scales began to crack... one by one, they were shattered and disappeared.

Instead, it is filled with endless rays of light, with a soft texture, like viscous lava flowing under the feet... and it seems that the light has regained some kind of texture.

And the ground was sticking to Harry's feet, trying to engulf him bit by bit.

"It's not...impossible, I...I don't believe it..."

"I don't believe I'm going to fail!"

Even after that, Voldemort was still alive, screaming and roaring in disbelief.

Those blood-colored pupils were full of cruelty and fury.

The extremely evil magic power in his body has no place to hold, and it keeps splashing in the huge hole in his chest.

"My... my wand... my wand!"

He wailed and roared, and streams of light and mist slowly spread out from under his body, covering himself and the magic wand with the phoenix tail feather.

Under Harry's unbelievable gaze, that guy's body gradually returned to the cage, reverting back, as if going back in time... The huge hole disappeared, and the fragments of the wand that exploded were spliced ​​together in the air, and pieces of light spots covered the monster's body again, and the surrounding blood-colored threads haunted the surroundings again.

Everything seemed to be back to normal.

Harry looked at the scene in front of him in despair.

But Snape sneered coldly, "Don't think about it, could it be that Dumbledore and I wouldn't have thought of this scene? That wand can't be put back at all, and neither do you... Voldemort..."

"Don't forget, the original phoenix in the legend is also a magical creature that transcends the world, and it only inhabits the World Tree..."

"Tom Riddle! You're done!"

Severus roared, the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for more than ten years roared freely.

--boom!

The light mist exploded, and the skin on Voldemort's body exploded again piece by piece. This time, the wand disappeared without a trace, and the guy turned into the skinless red snake-like monster for the last time.

"No...no! I can't end like this..."

Voldemort raised his head to the sky and roared, those two pairs of red eyes stared wide open, staring at them in disbelief.

The magic power of the hole in the chest leaked out more and more, and his whole figure began to shrink, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

"I want you to die... die..."

The Dark Lord neighed and whispered in a Parseltongue. He looked like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, which made people shiver.

What was even more frightening was that, following the whisper, the light ground beneath Harry's feet... began to collapse again, like quicksand, as if countless transparent tentacles were entangled with him, as if to engulf him here.

But Harry froze in place numbly at this moment, unable to move as if petrified.

In the fight just now, he had put all his magic power and physical strength into the last phoenix.

"Death..." Voldemort continued to neigh and echo.

This guy seemed to have died, as if it was just a remaining magical image echoing his obsession.

"What a fool!"

"Albert, Grant... what are you waiting for! Come and save this idiot!"

As Snape roared impatiently, McGuffin suddenly appeared in front of Harry. He and Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him off the ground.

At this time, Harry found a woman with an East Asian appearance standing there stupidly; Sirius was put aside as if frozen in a piece of grayish-yellow amber; lying on the ground was Ron, who was still petrified after puffing up, and the little tree man jumping around at their feet, the little incarnation of Dumbledore who was calling his name.

Seeing all these sacrifices, Harry felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't be stupid!" Snape spoke again, he angrily reprimanded the people for their inaction, "Get ready to leave here...the next war is not something you can deal with!"

"war?"

——Isn’t it already over?
Harry and the others were at a loss.

"MacGuffin Albert, use your wand and the Elder Wand... to open the passage... now only you can do it!"

"Potter, why are you standing there, return the wand to him!" Snape said eagerly.

"Uh, oh..." After a moment of daze, McGuffin came to his senses.

He was very curious about Snape's current mood, but it was actually quite natural, after all, Albus Dumbledore had become a little comedian who kept repeating his name.

At this moment, another burst of light mist erupted from Voldemort's body over there, and his whole body began to crack piece by piece, churning like light lava, and those bodies that fell to the ground gradually merged into the light 'ground' that lost scales.

The Dark Lord seemed to wake up temporarily.

He sneered, his voice hissed and whispered, trembling with a chilling evil.

"Harry Potter...MacGuffin Albert...Severus Snape..."

"Albus Dumbledore—"

He tore these names in his throat, "You can't escape, I want you to die... die..."

"die……"

"You guys... just sink into the nightmare and poisonous mist of eternal despair with me?"

"Quick! Albert!"

Upon seeing this, Snape immediately turned and shouted at McGuffin.

Harry had never seen Severus so panic-stricken.

"Hahahaha... Run away, run away... You have nowhere to escape... Since this world refuses to submit to me, then perish with me!"

Voldemort growled angrily.

The whole shining crystal floor began to crack little by little... Those irregular but regular scales began to sway irregularly, rising up little by little, in the molten light...Collapsed into the mid-air, slowly merged into the white light, and disappeared.

When McGuffin saw this, he immediately knew that something was wrong, no matter what to say next...they couldn't stay in this place any longer.

He hurriedly raised the two magic wands, took a deep breath, and encouraged the magic power in his body. According to [Curse of Echo Blue]'s observation of the magic power flowing inside the two magic wands, he listened to the sound of magic power that existed in the gap between the space of this giant beast...

He held the tips of the two wands against each other, adjusted the frequency of their own magic, and slammed into each other with a jerk.

boom!
In front of the McGuffins, a black circular mirror suddenly appeared.

The mirror surface is clean and smooth, extremely black, and very regular.

It is completely two different things from this white and shining earth full of radiant solutes,
Black and white, light and darkness are completely opposite.

"go!"

McGuffin pointed both wands at the mirror, and the mirror began to ripple.

He swung his wand and directly threw Nagia, the little tree man, Ron, and Sirius Black into the air, and then took Harry, Hermione and the others to rush there.

Then came Voldemort's chilling voice behind them.

He roared:

"[Yrmungandr]! Wake up!"

--boom!

When the three of them got into the mirror, they turned their heads and saw the body of the Dark Lord. Following the roar of that body, it exploded into countless fragments of light.
into the veiled light,

All this finally stimulated the awakening of the colossal monster.

(End of this chapter)