Longevity Story

That old man, who doesn't know who it is, can actually use a wide range of God's Guarding Spells one after another.Simply cheating.

In short, the Death Eaters who were invincible in the past said that Hohenheim was a hard bone, and it was not easy to chew...

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Walking happily on the corridor, watching the distant battlefield full of fireworks, Voldemort is in a particularly good mood now, and now he finally has a feeling of winning.

So I have a good mood now and can rush to the battlefield slowly and leisurely.

The people around him, including the Lucius family, did not go to the battlefield, but came over immediately to be among his senior subordinates.

Voldemort felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

Harry Potter is not enough to fear.

However, the voice that suddenly sounded from behind made him feel even more happy.

"Hey Tom, where are you going? Your opponent is here."

From the dark shadows of the hallway, Harry Potter stepped out with some trembling steps.

Harry held his wand in one hand and hid a fang dagger in his arms in the other.

Standing in front of Voldemort as if he had made some kind of awakening.

Seeing Harry's figure, Voldemort's noseless face couldn't help but smile:

"Harry Potter - are you here to die?"

ps:

046. All tragedies are due to the lack of power of the parties involved

"Harry Potter is dead!"

At dawn, the battle had almost come to an end, and the fighting between the two sides almost ceased when Voldemort arrived on the battlefield.

Honestly separated the two sets of confrontation and stood on both sides.

The Hohenheim side who defended the castle overnight was scarred but hardly attrition.

The one who attacked the castle overnight was the Death Eater side with no results and a significantly reduced number.

Voldemort, who didn't care about the wrong number of men at all, started shouting about Harry's death as soon as he got here.

"Do not……"

Ginny in the field saw Harry being held like a corpse, and instantly collapsed.You are his lover, and they have agreed for life.

"Quiet! Silly girl! Harry Potter is dead!"

Mr. Weasley, who was on the side, stopped his daughter's Ginny from rushing forward. It was a death sentence.

"From now on, you have to trust me. My absolute power. Harry Potter is dead! It's time for you to take a stand. Come forward and join us...or die!"

A long silence filled the air as everyone stared at the most colorful being in the field - Voldemort.

He roamed unscrupulously in the open space between the two sides, showing his bald head, his noseless face, and the style of an all-black wide hoodless cloak.

The silence did not last long, but the first one to stand up was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Whose child are you?"

Neville, limping with a leg injury, took a few steps toward Focus, prompting Mr. Focus to question him.

"Neville Lombarton."

"Okay Neville, I promise to be on my team..."

But Voldemort really didn't expect the little fat man to interrupt himself.

"I have something to say."

But just to say a few words, Voldemort was very forgiving about it.

"Okay, Neville, I'm sure everyone will be fascinated."

Neville stood there blankly with a dirty hat in his hand, speaking very slowly at first, but everyone in the room could hear it.

"you are wrong.

Harry is not dead.

All are not dead.

You think Harry is our all hope.

So you just stare at him alone.

As long as Harry is dead, we'll all be afraid of you.

You see everyone except Harry as ants, neither us nor your minions.

But you are wrong!Voldemort!

I am not afraid of you, we are not afraid of you at all! "

With the gradually increasing speed of speech, Neville pulled out a sword from the hat in his hand - the sword of Gryffindor, which is a symbol of courage.

The atmosphere in the scene suddenly exploded, and the madman of the Death Eaters clamored to kill Neville.

But at this moment, a bright voice sounded in the field:

"Well said, Neville. Imprisonment Halo [copus]!"

A huge, bright halo shrouded all the Death Eaters in the room.Within the range of the halo, everyone seemed to be hindered by some force, and stopped any activity, including spell casting.

Among them, Voldemort, who was still showing his presence on the court just now, was especially embarrassed.

A halo that was three times bigger than ordinary people was firmly wrapped around him, one on his hands, one on his feet, and one on his mouth.

Voldemort was now lying on the ground, writhing like a worm, but to no avail.

At the moment when Voldemort was imprisoned, Harry, who was still lying in bed just now, jumped up and ran to Voldemort's side, snatched Voldemort's wand, and immediately ran far away before stopping.

Sitting on the ground, he quickly began to pant, showing how nervous he was.

Now, whether it was the imprisoned Death Eaters or Hohenheim, they all stood there in a daze, even forgetting the cheers of victory.

Everyone didn't understand what was going on.

It was at this moment that a large and abnormal black shadow suddenly gathered in the field from nowhere. There was no cover, but the shadow existed there.

Not long after, two and a half-year-old children, a boy and a girl, came out of the shadows.

After everyone saw the appearance of the two people, the students on the Hohenheim side were obviously relieved.

The two men were wearing Hohenheim uniforms and were supposed to be friendly troops.Only a few people recognized who they were, after all, they were classmates who had disappeared for three years.

Xing Ke walked out of the path of shadows and looked around the field for a week.I lamented that I seemed to be a little late.The war is almost over.I just heard the rhetoric that was a little different from the original.Everything else is missed.

However, after seeing that there were no corpses in the Hohenheim side's camp, only the seriously wounded, I felt a little relieved.

However, just now, it was indeed because of Voldemort's words - Harry Potter died that the morale was hit.Fortunately, there is Neville, otherwise Voldemort will turn the tables.

Well, now that the star moment has arrived, the real victory is assured.

The first thing to do is morale.

"Hello, Hohenheim students. My name is Kisforgo Cavendish, and I'm a student at Ravenclaw. You may or may not know me. But--I'm here to ask You sound."

"What are you sad about?"

"A seriously injured relative?"

"Healing as ever [ey]."

In an instant, white rays of light covered the audience, and the wounds of the injured person healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"A ruined school?"

"Restore as before [rep]."

The same white light, but this time mixed with some silver time attributes, the broken stone returns to the place where it should have stayed like going back in time, and it is restored to its original state, not only in the range visible to the naked eye, but also in the whole school. back in time.

Although not as fast as the physical recovery just now, it is really not slow at all.Looking at the various buildings being restored little by little, it is foreseeable that the original grandeur will be restored soon.

"Look, magic is a miracle."

"So what are you upset about?"

"If your relatives and friends are injured or unfortunately passed away, there is only one reason! That is your lack of strength! You are wizards! You have the power of miracles! So, tell me now, what are you sad about!!"

"Go hard, find, protect! Don't stand still here, you are wizards, you have the glory of wizards!!"

"Go, fight for life with death, and fight for happiness with the devil."

"Use your courage! Use your wisdom! Use your glory! Use your faith!"

Walked to the side of Voldemort, who was still wriggling on the ground, and stepped on his head.

"Voldemort, it's not terrible, and Harry Potter is not dead."

"Today is your complete victory!"

"Come on, Harry. Give this sinful life a final farewell."

Harry didn't say anything but took out the snake-tooth dagger from Hermione and walked towards Voldemort step by step. Hohenheim looked at Harry expectantly, while the imprisoned The Death Eaters began to struggle even harder.

Sitting on Voldemort's head and raising the dagger in his hand, Harry looked directly at Voldemort's vicious eyes and said:

"It's over, Tom, turn to ashes."

After he finished speaking, he fiercely swiped the dagger towards Voldemort's head.

And Voldemort's body, which was originally a magical product, really turned into fly ash after death and dissipated.

ps:

047. Isn't it really a wedding trip?

In the parliament lounge of the Clock Tower, after Xing Ke was called here by Aleister, he saw an acquaintance who was a few years older.

"Hehe, Lao Deng, aren't you dead? Is it really good to show up at school?"