Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Chapter 565 Heartbreak

Voldemort had not anticipated this change at all, and at the critical moment, he could only subconsciously turn his body sharply to the right, while trying his best to cast wandless magic, summoning a silver shield to try to block the fatal blow.

However, it was too late.

thump—

A deafening roar resounded throughout the battlefield. The hastily summoned silver shield trembled violently the moment the mace was smashed down. It lasted for less than half a second before suddenly shattering and dissipating into light spots all over the sky.

Finished!

Voldemort's heart tightened and he could no longer react. His wide eyes revealed panic.

However, the Horcrux had not been completely destroyed yet, and it was not yet time to completely kill Old Voldemort. So, at this moment, Sebastian suddenly withdrew his strength, leaving only 10% of his strength on the mace.

Despite this, Voldemort still felt a terrifying force sweeping through his body along his left arm.

A piercing pain he had never experienced before suddenly hit him, his mind went blank in an instant, and he fell to the ground crookedly.

The crowd on the ground suddenly exploded, exclaiming in surprise, and almost everyone gasped.

Just a moment ago, all the wizards who witnessed the three killing curses accurately hitting Sebastian were terrified, and some even closed their eyes in despair.

However, the situation on the battlefield in the sky suddenly reversed. The person they thought was dead not only remained in the air unharmed, but even struck back, knocking Voldemort half to death.

Feelings of horror, shock, and disbelief swept the entire venue. People finally couldn't help themselves and started shouting uncontrollably.

"Merlin! Pinch me! I wonder if I'm so nervous that I'm hallucinating."

"No! It's not an illusion. I saw it too. Three killing curses, all of which hit Professor Swann."

"Are you crazy? Are you crazy? Am I crazy, or is this world crazy? Professor Swann actually resisted the killing curse. This is too un-magical!"

"Is the dragon form so powerful? But... that's You-Know-Who. Even a real dragon wouldn't be able to survive his death curse, right?"

"The mysterious man didn't cast the killing curse just now, right? He used some other spell, right?"

The noise was so loud that it almost overturned the entire battlefield. Everyone stared at the figure in the sky, and an unprecedented fanaticism gradually emerged in their eyes.

Those Death Eaters who were still fighting gave up completely, threw down their wands, and looked at the devil-like figure with despair on their faces.

Sebastian, who was hovering in the air, put away his mace with a look of joy on his face, then shook his wrist with a look of satisfaction: "Wow! Finally, I am no longer empty, it feels good!"

I have fought with Voldemort many times before, but I failed to hit him with my mace every time. Now that I have succeeded, I feel so comfortable.

"Sure enough, physical salvation is the most satisfying. Spells and the like are not as satisfying as this one!"

At the same time, Voldemort, who was falling down, finally came back to his senses from the severe pain. He endured the dizziness brought by the severe pain and suddenly mobilized his magic power, turning into a black smoke again to stabilize his body in the air.

His left arm hung limply at his side, and it was obvious that the bones inside were completely shattered. However, he had no time to care about the injury. He just suddenly raised his head and stared at Sebastian in the air, his eyes full of astonishment and anger.

"Impossible... No one can resist the Killing Curse. Why are you still alive?!"

Sebastian did not directly answer Voldemort's question. Instead, he grinned and spoke in a light tone as if the battle just now was just a game.

"My Lord Dark Lord, where are you flying to in such a hurry? Do you want to go to the New City to rescue your Horcrux?"

He paused, then spoke slowly, deliberately lengthening his tone.

"Don't bother yourself. In order to prevent anyone from having bad intentions, I have already hired a very strong bodyguard to stay there. You won't be able to defeat him even if you go there, let alone save your Horcrux."

“Can’t beat him?” Voldemort laughed wildly towards the sky, his laughter was sharp and piercing. He raised his wand suddenly and lightly tapped his injured left arm.

A silver-white magical light band emerged from the top of the wand, and the light band was like a flexible silver snake, quickly wrapping around Voldemort's left arm.

From the shoulder to the fingertips, the entire arm was completely wrapped in dazzling silver light. From a distance, it looked like wearing a glove of armor inlaid with light.

He raised his left arm and bent his fingers flexibly, then he sneered and stared at Sebastian with his red eyes.

"I want to know who can stop me. Even if Grindelwald shows up in person, he can't stop me from fighting so hard."

"Oh, no no no—"

Sebastian smiled and shook his index finger, the smile on his face becoming even wider.

"It's someone more powerful, someone you've always been afraid of, someone who has always suppressed you and prevented you from dominating the magic world..."

He paused deliberately, admiring the change of emotions on Voldemort's face, and gently uttered a name.

"Albus Dumbledore."

boom--

A thunderbolt exploded in Voldemort's mind, and all his thoughts were instantly shattered by this information.

At this moment, another sharp pain came from the depths of his soul, causing him to gasp involuntarily.

The ring is gone...

Sebastian didn't lie about the Horcruxes, but what about Dumbledore?

His pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart seemed to be suddenly grasped by an invisible hand.

Dumbledore... is still alive?!

No wonder Sebastian was so confident about those Horcruxes. If Dumbledore were still alive, he could easily destroy those Horcruxes.

But...how is this possible? !

Voldemort's thoughts were confused for a moment, and his mind was a little dazed, but just a moment later, he shook his head violently, and drove this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

"This is the most ridiculous and crudest lie I have ever heard!" His eyes were full of mockery as he spoke viciously to Sebastian.

"Dumbledore is already dead! My servant Barty Crouch killed him with the Killing Curse himself, and countless people witnessed his death! His body is still rotting in the marble tomb of Hogwarts."

He raised his wand sharply, his scarlet eyes burning with rage.

"Sebastian! How dare you tease me!!"