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A green ray of light shot out from the tip of the Elder Wand, shot out quickly, but suddenly dissipated in mid-air as little ray of light.

The figure of the golden-red phoenix stopped in mid-air, turned its head slightly, and let out an extremely soft cry.

Dumbledore's pupils shrank suddenly, and he closed his eyes abruptly.

Avada Kedavra, one of the three forbidden spells, the caster must have a firm determination to kill the opponent...

Want to kill each other, firmly, without hesitation!

The azure blue eyes suddenly opened, and the originally flickering floating has settled down, and the eyes are calm and unwavering.

He raised the Elder Wand in his hand, and called out the name of the spell again: "Avada Kedavra!"

Gellert looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, fluttered his wings towards the green light that symbolized death, and swallowed the killing spell in one gulp, and the beautiful feathers immediately burst into flames.

The beautiful golden-red phoenix has turned into a crimson flame

Dumbledore stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand just to catch a ball of flames that fell, and the outermost flames quickly spread out, revealing the small, wrinkled little life inside.

A black figure flutters and flickers, looming and tightly entangled with the phoenix chick, like a moth trapped in a spider web, struggling bitterly, wanting to get out of the spider web and return to freedom.

Dumbledore held the weak and roaring little Fawkes in his palm, and recited an ancient and complicated spell.

As the incantation was chanted word by word, the black shadow entangled with the chick of the phoenix was shrouded in a layer of faint light, and began to writhe and tremble, little by little, and finally broke away completely, without any hesitation. Hesitatingly, it turned into a black light and sank into the brows of the sluggish blond man.

The blond man's originally dull expression suddenly became distorted and painful, and a shrill roar burst out from his throat.

At this time, Voldemort, who had to stay outside because he was rejected by the fake Gellert as his deputy, also began to act.

He clearly stated that he still could not get it under hints, and that he was sure that he would not be able to get the next practice method. Voldemort had already developed serious dissatisfaction with the fake Gellert. According to his character, if he was not afraid of the other party's mysterious magic power, He had already taken him directly with countless Cruciatus, and Dumbledore's engagement was exactly in his favor.

Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald, the two powerful wizards he fears the most duel, the final result is beneficial to him whether one is killed and one is injured or both are injured. This time is more suitable for breaking the Order of the Phoenix and truly becoming the overlord of the wizarding world——Voldemort never takes the other wizards of the Order of the Phoenix seriously. Albus Dumbledore is the only one who is wary of opponents.

Therefore, while Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald had no time to duel, Voldemort left Lucius Malfoy to pay attention to the progress of the duel, while he led the Death Eaters to Apparate and quietly moved towards The members of the Order of the Phoenix on the other side of the duel field rushed forward.

At this time, the members of the Order of the Phoenix are already ready to go, waiting for a long time.

Dumbledore stared closely at the man lying on the ground in a mess - because the battle between the souls was too painful just now, the blond man curled up on the ground, almost rolling in pain - experienced a toss from the soul, the blond The man obviously had no extra strength. He was lying on the ground, his head covered in cold sweat, his eyes were closed tiredly, his sweat-drenched eyelashes fluttered dully, his breathing was so weak that he could barely feel it, only twitching from time to time. The body clearly shows that the man's life is still there.

I don't know how long it took—maybe not very long, but in Dumbledore's view, every minute and every second before Gellert woke up was suffering—the blond man opened his eyes, and then Dumbledore suddenly In the lighted eyes of surprise, he took a big breath, opened and closed his thin lips, and finally made a hoarse sound.

"Al!" he called, his voice hoarse and tired.

"Al!" He called out again, tilting his head with difficulty, his deep eyes fixed on the young man not far away who was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Al!" he called again, for the third time.

Dumbledore finally came to his senses, he ran towards the man who called him, he couldn't control his legs.

"Gail!" Dumbledore came in front of the blond man, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw the long-lost gesture on this face that belonged exclusively to Gellert Grindelwald.

Dumbledore decided to indulge himself once, so he decided to temporarily forget about the possible battle outside and give himself three seconds of personal time as a mercy.

The delicate and beautiful young man with brown hair and blue eyes bent down, half embraced and half hugged the limp blond man lying on the ground, lowered his head, and lightly kissed him on the forehead.

"Welcome back, Gail!"

Gellert smiled silently, pulled down Dumbledore who was caught off guard with all his strength, stood up and bit the rosy lips in front of him fiercely.

In the blur, a low voice with a smile escaped between the lips and teeth: "A little sincerity, Al, I don't mind changing the position of the kiss."

Insatiable bastard!Dumbledore kicked the blond man to one side, ignored the painful murmur of the other party, stood up and straightened his clothes, frowned, and released a magic spell to detect health. Blue, relieved, also threw the potion that had been prepared in the past.

Gellert accepted Dumbledore's test graciously, accepted the potion thrown by Dumbledore graciously, and drank it without hesitation, with the corners of his mouth kept curved, only smiling. The brows and eyes are full of self-satisfaction.

Lucius Malfoy, who sneaked over, had his eyes glazed over, as if he had seen the end of the world coming—what's the matter with all the pink bubbles?What's the matter with the lingering ambiguous atmosphere between these two people?

Merlin, could it be that this man is so powerful that he actually conquered Dumbledore?

The poor platinum aristocrat realized in an instant what it means to be blinded and dark.

The appearance of Lucius was noticed by the two of them immediately, and Dumbledore left Gellert behind without hesitation, and greeted the handsome platinum man: "Lucius, how is the situation outside?"

Lucius glanced cautiously at Gellert, with a smirk on his face: "Principal Dumbledore, before that, maybe you have something to explain to your dear ally."

"He is Gellert Grindelwald." Dumbledore said meaningfully: "The real German Dark Lord!"

Lucius' pupils shrank suddenly, and his brain turned several times in an instant because of the message revealed by this sentence, but his face remained unchanged: "The Lord has brought most of the Death Eaters to Attacking the Order of the Phoenix, as you wish, I have already arranged all the Death Eaters who are absolutely loyal to him except for the two from the Black family, but it is not ruled out that there are also loyalists who are secretly hiding." Although He is confident that there will be no omissions in this list, but his cautious nature still makes him hold back in his words.

"We must catch them all this time." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, his usually warm and soft eyes were full of shocking coldness at the moment.

"Would you like to help?" Gellert's eyes lit up with Dumbledore, who was full of vigor, and he immediately expressed his wishes with great interest, but all he got was a glance of disgust after Dumbledore looked up and down.

"If you want to help, you can restore all your magic power first." Dumbledore poked Gellert's heart calmly: "The power that does not belong to you should be dispelled or assimilated earlier."

Voldemort didn't expect Dumbledore to come so fast. Not only was it fast, but he also looked very intact, without any scars at all, and his face changed at that moment - no one knew better than him how powerful that Grindelwald was.

"Tom, to be honest, I really don't want such a day to come." Dumbledore held the old wand and pointed the tip at the man with black hair and red eyes not far away.

"But I've been looking forward to this moment." Voldemort's eyes were shining, and the person who had been dreading finally stood opposite him and raised his wand at him. His mood became agitated instead, and he loudly As he spoke, his high-pitched voice was somewhat sharp: "Dumbledore, I know you are powerful, but I am stronger than you. I will defeat you, kill you, and let everyone know that I am—the Great Darkness Earl Voldemort is the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world."

"You really look like you're facing the Mirror of Erised now." Dumbledore said softly—he took the lead in throwing out an exterminator.

Voldemort dodged nimbly, and then threw a fire spell over, which was extinguished by Dumbledore's move.

"You are wrong, that is not a vain illusion, but the coming future." The proud Mr. Voldemort released a series of spells without hesitation.

"There are many obstacles!" "There are many obstacles." Dumbledore said repeatedly, reacting very quickly one by one, and then quickly counterattacked.

The sound of the two chanting the spell was extremely fast, and the magic spells stirred up intense magic fluctuations in the air, bursting out with various lights.

Both Dumbledore and Voldemort are wizards with extremely powerful magic power. The magic aura formed is extremely powerful, and the turbulent magic power is also extremely surging.

Under such circumstances, the wizards of both sides avoided this place by coincidence during the battle. Soon, there were no other wizards around the battlefield of these two great wizards, and there were a hundred people around the battlefield. ft. of open space.

"Ah!" There was a sudden cry of pain, and the two fighting figures dispersed. Dumbledore stepped back a few steps, his expression as calm and calm as usual, and on the other side, Voldemort covered his arm with one hand, his right elbow The following part actually broke and disappeared.

Blood gushed out like a spring, and Voldemort's face was pale with pain, staring at Dumbledore with a hideous expression.

"Dumbledore, you are so despicable." Voldemort's chest couldn't stop heaving, and he roared loudly: "You use silent magic."

"We are fighting, you are fighting to the death, my dear Tom, I thought you knew this." Dumbledore's breathing also became slightly quicker. At this time, he was very grateful to that fake Gellert, that idiot used The miraculous pill brought his body back to its peak state: "It's a pity that you have suffered. Merlin can testify that my broken bones were originally directed at your neck."

"I will give you back this pain a thousand times!" Voldemort roared.

The two figures fought again, and Dumbledore's attacks became more and more fierce and swift. When Voldemort hardly gave him any thought, as Dumbledore expected, Voldemort's counterattacks gradually became dull and lax.

"Avada Kedavra!" A clear voice pierced through the aftermath of layers of magic power and pierced into Voldemort's ears.

The bright red eyes shrank suddenly, Voldemort's brain was completely unable to think, and the sense of threat of imminent death surpassed his consciousness, immediately activated Voldemort's instinct, and the powerful magic power that he had practiced for decades began to work in his body, However, the consciousness that had been practicing the mysterious spell for a long time was a beat slower before obeying the order of the brain and sending the order to his body to use the mysterious spell.

magic?Or spell?

Instinct and consciousness, two different instructions collided in Voldemort's body, resulting in Voldemort's momentary stagnation and the pause in the use of the two forces in his body.

How keen Dumbledore's combat awareness is, although Voldemort's stagnation is only for a moment, it is a fatal danger in the battle.

"Avada Kedavra!" The green light shot out from the tip of the Elder Wand, and accurately sank into Voldemort's chest.

The man with black hair and red eyes widened his eyes and staggered back. He seemed completely unable to accept what had happened, with a blank and blank expression on his face, and then he slowly fell on his back.

The scene suddenly quieted down, and everyone was stunned for a moment!

The author has something to say:

Therefore, it is very important to use one mind and two tasks. If you can't completely abandon the magic of the past, don't learn to cultivate the real magic horse, otherwise, you will definitely speak in confusion at critical moments.

Voldemort: So, for the last time, should I use a charm or a spell? (thinking······)

Dumbledore (smiling): Tom, think slowly, don't worry!Come on, eat a piece of candy and continue thinking!