Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Hey, Professor Dumbledore, have you found it? If we find it, let's get out as soon as possible. The insulating glue won't last long. We'd better restore the house to its original state!"

"...Arianna..."

"what?"

The murmuring voice was mixed with the choking sound, and Wang Xuebin on the side didn't hear it clearly, and walked over curiously...

"Smashed to pieces!"

"Golden Bell Protector!"

'Boom! '

A grand bell rang, echoing in this desolate forest.

A figure smashed out from the rickety wooden house, knocking over a dozen trees in a row before barely stopping.

"Cough...cough..."

In the woods, Wang Xuebin, who knocked over a grave, coughed, while supporting the fallen tombstone beside him, he stood up slowly.

A stern look flashed across his eyes, and he stared at Dumbledore, who was pointing his wand at him, his aura surged.

"...Professor Dumbledore, I advise you to put down the ring in your hand, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Don't think about it!"

Dumbledore, who was slowly pacing out of Gaunt's house, was equally unrestrained, confronting Wang Xuebin in the distance, with his hair and beard fluttering in the wind, showing the demeanor of the most powerful white wizard of the time.

"...I will never allow anyone to take Arianna away from me...nobody!!!"

Chapter 545 Fierce Battle

"...I will never allow anyone to take Arianna away from me...nobody!!!"

Dumbledore's eyes were red, holding a ring inlaid with black square gemstones in one hand, and a fifteen-inch elder wand in the other, staring at Wang Xuebin viciously, furious.

In the distant forest, Wang Xuebin dusted off the dirt and sawdust on his body, tore off the oxygen mask on his face, and threw it away casually. His eyes drooped slightly, and he said in a flat tone:

"No one can take Arianna from you, but you can take her from you, can't you?"

'whoosh~'

As he spoke, Wang Xuebin waved his right hand, and a red light shot towards Dumbledore quickly. The terrifying sound of breaking wind made the new leaves in the trembling forest rustle.

In the distance, Dumbledore's eyes flashed with anger, and then he forcibly endured it. With a slight pick of the wand in his hand, the sharp red light disappeared without a sound.

"Theoldone! I admit that your talent is very good, it can even be said to be rare in history, but unfortunately, you are too young!

What you learned, I also studied hard when I was young, and wanting to defeat me with magic is not something that you can do today!

leave!leave here!I can let it go!Forgive your mistakes! "

Dumbledore's face was flushed, and he was in a trance, holding the hand inlaid with the resurrection stone, trembling uncontrollably.

'Hug with me...get the truth that transcends life and death...the living can avoid death...the dead can be resurrected...'

The low groan kept echoing, and ripples flashed in the depths of Wang Xuebin's thinking. If it weren't for him, losing himself was more unacceptable than death, perhaps, he would also sink in this groan.

'roll! '

A huge wave surged in the depths of his mind, completely submerged the flickering ripples, and pressed it towards the place where the murmurs invaded.

"Forgive me? Hahahahaha..."

Wang Xuebin laughed presumptuously, his eyes were sharp, showing a look of contempt.

"Put down the ring in your hand before talking!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin flicked the wand in his hand, and it turned into a straight-edged narrow knife, stepped lightly on his feet, and the whole person flew towards Dumbledore.

There was no temptation, no feint, and the battle entered a fierce climax as soon as it started!

Dumbledore held up his wand, the ground turned upside down, and threw it at Wang Xuebin. At the same time, the yew trees in the forest also turned into mighty treants, waving sharp branches, blocking Wang Xuebin .

"Ancient One! Get out of here!"

'Crackling~~'

Dumbledore roared loudly, and the hand holding the Horcrux was also raised high. The crackling electric current made the somewhat dim sky purple.

"The thing you should regret most is imparting your precious knowledge to me without reservation!

Thanks to your help, I was able to get where I am today! "

"So, that's how you repay me!"

Wang Xuebin kept waving the straight knife with his left hand, and the tall trees were cut into Lu Xun by him.

In the end, he simply put away the burden of the magic wand, changed his right hand with the knife, and summoned a monstrous flame with his left hand. With the activation technique, he ignited crazily.

Not far away, Dumbledore, who heard Wang Xuebin's words, struggled for a moment, then looked at the ring inlaid with the resurrection stone on his right hand, and became firm again.

"Forgive me, Gu Yi! I'm not as unfeeling as you imagined. If I leave now, I don't care about your offense!"

"Do you mean the taking of the ring from you?"

Firelight and electric light each illuminated half of the sky and dyed the sky in two colors. The wooden house of Gaunt's old house had already been completely turned into dust under the roar of electric light.

"First, the Merlin magic is nothing more than our transaction. You give me the freedom to collect books and teach at Hogwarts. I promise you this condition, and I will not regret it!"

Said, a stone pillar lifted Wang Xuebin high, condescending, looking down at Dumbledore who was in a state of agitation.

"Second, I have never had any expectations of you, so you don't have to think that I will be disappointed!

As for forgiveness or something, let alone! "

With a wave of his right hand, on the high stone platform, a solemn altar appeared out of thin air, complete with pen, ink, paper, knife, and incense candles!

"Finally, what I want to tell you is that magic has never been my reliance, it is just a means of icing on the cake, and its only function is to enrich my vision!"

With a slanted swing of the straight knife in his right hand, a sword qi slashed across, and the phoenix who wanted to come to help suddenly appeared, was mercilessly chopped into two pieces, turned into a ball of ashes, and fell to the ground.

"Fox!!!"

"As for my reliance, it has always been myself!"

As he said, ignoring Dumbledore's furious expression, he picked up the incense with his left hand, and swiped lightly with his sword fingers with his right hand, and the incense suddenly ignited with green smoke.

As soon as he slapped the table, the gossip mirror rose in response to the sound, refracting the sky's light, passing through the green smoke, and sweeping towards the tomb in the deep forest.

"The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, and the five directions are dark. Hearing my edict, he will appear quickly..."

"Fiendfire burns!"

Following Wang Xuebin's shouts, in the purple shirt forest, one after another ghosts crawled out of the tombs, and gathered towards the altar with their gloomy figures on their backs.

And in Dumbledore's wand, a blue flame turned into the shape of various beasts and roared towards Wang Xuebin.

On the high platform, seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin's face remained unmoved. He turned the gossip mirror in his hand, and a golden light shot it, which turned into a semicircular golden barrier in front of the roaring Fierce Fire.

"...Since you hear my order, you will respect my life. Now that something is unknown, you must fight against the spirit!"

There were more and more ghosts in the Forbidden Forest. With their eyes wide open, they walked towards Dumbledore lazily. Step by step, frost gradually formed in the forest.

"The soul is not the soul, don't avoid the powerful, God helps to kill, who dares to be!"

Not far away, Dumbledore's hair and beard were also stained with hoarfrost, and he swung his left hand with lightning.

However, Lei Ting, who was incomparably sharp in the past, is now blocked by several resentful souls and submerged in the wave of souls.

There are too many ghosts in this forest...

"Ancient One!!!"

Dumbledore went crazy, waving the wand in his hand, and a bucket-thick pale green spell hit straight towards the high platform where Wang Xuebin was.

"Do you really have to fight against me!!!"

The turbulent soul wave was punched out by this terrible spell, and even the various magic weapons on the high platform could not be spared.

The curse passed through the altar and the flames, and flew toward the boundless sky, breaking up the dark clouds in the sky. Residents who were several kilometers away from here could clearly see the terrifying gloomy light.

It's the breath of death...

"I'm sorry...Dumbledore, it's not that I want to fight against you, but that you are overwhelmed by desire..."

A figure whose breath merged with those tide-like ghosts quietly appeared behind Dumbledore, with his right hand and sword pointing, he tapped on his sleeping hole forcefully.

"...now, go to sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be fine!"

Chapter 546 The Last Battle: The Unavoidable

As the sun set, the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic under Whitehall in London had already turned into a sea of ​​celebration.

The Mark of the Dark Demon dyed the resplendent and resplendent foyer into a smoky color. Cheers, jumps and groans of unknown meaning echoed in every corner of the Ministry of Magic.

From the Office of the Minister of Magic on the first basement floor to the Inquisition Division on the tenth basement floor, they were all surrounded by raging Death Eaters...

Do not!

It should be said that it was occupied by the pure-blood wizards who overthrew the oppression of the evil Ministry of Magic...

They took off their masks, raised their hands high, and praised the Dark Lord's reputation in unison.

Under the leadership of the Dark Lord, they achieved what the pure-blood family had dreamed of for thousands of years, and brought the wizarding world under control.

With the help of an authority like the Ministry of Magic, they can take the wealth of Muggles or half-blood wizards into their hands in a very short period of time through various legal or illegal means.

This is the long-cherished wish of the pure-blood family for thousands of years. Today, under the leadership of the Dark Lord and in their hands, it is finally fulfilled.

They have done it, the ancestors in the family will be proud of them, and the descendants of future generations can also admire their glory while enjoying the achievements they have made.

In the office of the Minister of Magic on the first basement floor, all the decorations left by the previous minister have been treated as garbage and cleared out.

In the office at this moment, there are serpentine S-shaped logos from the heirs of Slytherin that can be seen everywhere. The bright green colors decorate every corner of the office, as if they are afraid that others will not know that the owner of the office is the ancient and noble Slytherin family. like a descendant.

At this moment, in the minister's office, a meeting that might determine the future direction of the wizarding world was being held here.

"Master, I think we should eradicate the Order of the Phoenix headed by Dumbledore as soon as possible.

Now, the news of the fall of the Ministry of Magic has spread. If they take this opportunity to sneak into the dark, it will become very, very difficult to eradicate them! "

The former director of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, Luke Wood, sat at the bottom of the long table, looked at Voldemort attentively, and spoke slightly anxiously.

He was originally a spy placed by the Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic, and he didn't have time to make any major contributions to today's unexpected battle.

If he was rewarded for his merits and deeds at this time, he would definitely not be able to continue sitting peacefully in his original position.

Therefore, he is the one who most hopes to make great achievements among the current Death Eaters.

"Difficult? I don't think so!"

The young Malfoy was at an unruly age, and after hearing Rookwood's remarks, he smiled disdainfully and began to mock.

Voldemort, who was sitting upright on the minister's seat, with his feet up on the desk, played with the wand in his hands, listening with intention or inadvertence, and no one could figure out what he was thinking.

Malfoy, who was mocking Rookwood, saw that Voldemort didn't take the initiative to ask, he couldn't help but pause slightly, but then he subsided his emotions and began to explain.

"We have captured the Ministry of Magic and occupied the most mainstream discourse power in the wizarding world. What we should do now is to restore order in the wizarding world, not to eradicate Dumbledore!

The current advantage is on our side, as long as we don't make mistakes, the longer the time, the greater our advantage will be!

At that time, even if we don't eliminate Dumbledore, they will gradually perish. What we must do now is to restore order in the wizarding world as soon as possible! "

To restore order, it is necessary to distribute benefits. As the Malfoy family, which has a relatively high voice among the Death Eaters, they can't wait to ingest the fruits of success!

"Mr. Malfoy!"

When two people with conflicting interests sit together, you can hardly expect them to communicate peacefully, as Rookwood and Lucius Malfoy did.

"Do you have any advice? The former Department of Mysteries, Director Rookwood!"

Hearing Malfoy's sarcastic tone, Rookwood's inner anger became even more intense.

"Malfoy, I must remind you, that's Dumbledore!"

"Thank you for reminding me, Wood, I know very well that it's just Dumbledore..."

The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two did not cause the other Death Eaters to look sideways.

Especially the young Bellatrix, who is now staring at Voldemort with fascinated eyes, wishing to charge for him immediately.

"...Master, what is your decision?"

Rookwood was speechless for a moment, unable to find a reason to overwhelm Malfoy, so he could only turn his head and beg for Voldemort's referee.

"...I..."