HP Crown Prince Adventures 2

The Daily Prophet published five consecutive headlines on the front page - "Voldemort's real name, Tom Riddle, is a staunch supporter of blood theory a mixed race?" "

Voldemort's So-Called Immortality—A Horcrux Hoax, Dumbledore and the Muggle Crown Prince Are Actually Innocent? "

Help of the Saints - Kindness from the Former Dark Lord Grindelwald

The True Identity of Ellen Cornwall - Descendants of Slytherin, Clan of Grindelwald

"Youth of the Wizarding World - Summer in Godric's Hollow"

Of these five headlines, the first one revealed Voldemort's life experience, poking the hearts of Voldemort himself and pure-blood fanatics;

The second edition revealed the truth about Voldemort's horcruxes, popularized the shortcomings of horcruxes to everyone in the wizarding world, revealed the truth that Voldemort could still be reborn after killing the main soul, and emphasized that there were already six horcruxes by enumeration Destroyed by Allen and Dumbledore, the nobles who were forced to follow were moved, and the Death Eaters were in turmoil;

The third edition exposes the goodwill of Grindelwald and the saints, allowing readers to make up a repentant Dark Lord, exalt Grindelwald's reputation, and cleanse the saints openly;

The fourth edition reveals Alan's lineage, and has now, with Grindelwald's permission, ruled over the saints;

The fifth edition reveals Dumbledore and Grindelwald's youthful past, and expresses full regret and admiration for Dumbledore's deeds of fighting against his lover for the wizarding world.

Obviously, the wizarding world is blowing up again.

They were eager to move, buried their joy and gossip in their hearts, and waited for the moment when Voldemort really died.

And at this moment, the headquarters of the Death Eaters, Malfoy Manor is also about to storm.

What Allen directed the saints to release is absolutely behind the scenes, obviously deliberately pouring fuel on Voldemort's anger, and these Death Eaters, all of them are nobles with inheritance in their families, of course they know what a Horcrux is, and don't know what a Horcrux is. Disdainful of the Dark Lord's desire to live forever.

Although Snape had a mother from a big family, he did not inherit Prince's inheritance, but this did not hinder his ability and judgment in the slightest.

It was obvious that Voldemort was over.

It really cheers him up!

The Dark Lord has already destroyed more than half of it, as long as the one in front of him disappears, then Lily's revenge will be avenged by him too!

The nobles looked down on Voldemort in their hearts, but at this moment, they only dared to lie under Voldemort's feet trembling, trying to empty their minds, and endured the torture of the Cruciatus Curse.

Voldemort lost his temper, but at this moment, he tried his best to calm down, his voice was not much different from a whisper, and there was killing intent in his words, he stopped the Cruciatus Curse and the sarcasm to his subordinates, and said, "Kill Ai for me. Len Cornwall! Let's destroy the Muggle world!"

Snape paused for no reason, and his eyes continued to be blank. He had to tell Dumbledore about it, and Allen had to know about it.

On the other side, No.12, Grimmauld Place, Sirius rushed back with Harry impatiently when he saw the newspaper. This man's eyes were terribly bright. He let go of Harry and threw himself at Dumbledore's side, madly Shaking the newspaper vigorously, "Dumbledore! Is this true? Hahahahahaha, is this true?!"

Harry nodded his head brightly, his emerald-like eyes looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

They got the answers they wanted.

The old man nodded, "Yes, Sirius, Harry, everything on this is true!"

Sirius looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his face flushed red from laughing, and tears seemed to be choked out of his eyes.Harry was at a loss for joy, and soon he was at a loss to comfort his godfather.

Grindelwald squinted his eyes uncomfortably, these two guys really have no eyesight!

But soon he realized that the two people were so blank because they hadn't seen the headlines on the fifth page. He looked at Sirius who was stuttering and pointing to the newspaper for questioning. He was in a good mood and raised his arms to embrace Grabbing Dumbledore's shoulder, he slapped the headmaster with a kiss on the face.

Sirius split open in place.

He turned his head silently, dragged Harry away quickly, and returned to Hogwarts.

Very good, one more reason for not wanting to go home.

But Dumbledore frowned worriedly. Allen didn't mention that Harry was also a Horcrux. Thinking about it now, he still didn't know how to kill the soul piece in Harry's body.

They must not rashly kill this messy soul piece, or if the soul piece in Harry's body awakens... all this will be troublesome!Not to mention that Alan is very likely to kill Avada in the past!

Allen was much calmer, and he handed the newspaper to the saints beside him with ease, intending to direct the saints to fight Voldemort.

This time, the tide of battle should be reversed.

However, he paused and waved his hand to make the saint retreat.

Dumbledore wanted to find the best plan to protect the savior, and he was happy to push the boat along and give the devil's cousin a favor.What's more, Draco... He lowered his eyes a little lonely, stroking the side of the teacup.

The saint's ring suddenly became hot, and Allen froze for a moment, and clicked on the communication.

"Alan?" Grindelwald's voice came.

"It's me, uncle."

A voice as silky as a cello sounded, "Alan, it's me."

Allen put the teacup on the low table beside him, and straightened up, "Professor? What do you want?"

"The Dark Lord intends to destroy the Muggle world, you must pay attention recently."

Allen's expression turned cold inch by inch, and he said sincerely, "Thank you, Professor."

There was a very soft hum from over there, but Allen still heard it. He smiled helplessly, and the communication was hung up.

Alan:  …

His uncle was right.

He stroked the Sorcerer's Stone ring on his hand and narrowed his eyes.

Alan had been calm in Nurmengard for a few days before leaving for England. He told the saints to keep an eye on the Death Eaters' movements at all times, and to stop them immediately and inform himself if they found any changes.

It is not realistic for these saints to take the initiative to protect Muggles, but they are still very happy to intercept and kill Death Eaters.

However, all this was beyond his expectation.

"Young master, Voldemort will go himself..." There was a voice panting heavily, "It's in East London! Come quickly!"

After Allen responded in a low voice, he cut off the communication, his double pupils were dark, and his golden halo was particularly obvious. His side face was tense, and a murderous intent rose in his heart.

Countless streaks of black mist billowed and roared over the streets, rolling down the roofs of passing houses, and many ordinary citizens fell straight down amidst the green light.

Allen was very angry. He waved his wand at the black mist, and the death curses popped up one after another.

A group of dark rooms slowly stopped in the air, and a pale snake's face emerged from it. He said softly, "Alan Cornwall!"

Allen's double pupils were indifferent, "Voldemort!"

That face twisted for a moment, roaring furiously and rushed towards Allen, Allen guided him to the suburbs of London, and the two fought inseparably.

Voldemort waved the Death Curse furiously, "How dare you hurt the Dark Lord!"

Allen flicked his spell, and a death curse flew out from the tip of the staff quickly, and the two moved quickly with each other. Allen tried short and fast apparation to make up for his disadvantage of not being able to fly.

The wands of the two spewed out the same green beam of light, and the two spells merged together, colliding with dangerous lightning.

Allen suddenly felt that this is such a good opportunity to kill Voldemort. As for Harry Potter, what does that have to do with him, when the time comes, a death curse can solve everything!

The murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger, and he didn't hold back anymore, turning out the extremely powerful spells taught by Salazar.

This is the original spell of its first owner. The wand made of snake teeth is very happy. It cooperates with Allen's magic power tacitly, and maximizes the power of the wand.

The electric light of the intersection of spells began to swim towards Voldemort. After all, more than half of the Horcruxes were killed. Although the power carried by each soul piece is not affected by other soul pieces, the death of multiple Horcruxes The backlash of pain, the extreme instability of the soul, the most precious strength of the Dark Lord - the ultimate sanity, has been weakened to almost nothing.

Saints and Death Eaters landed beside them one by one, and soon a scuffle broke out. Grindelwald and Dumbledore also appeared here-the reports of the saints were very timely.

Dumbledore still hesitated, but Grindelwald didn't have such a good temper. He joined Allen's battle circle, and the superimposed power of the two death curses was applied to Voldemort. The Dark Lord, who couldn't make a sound, saw him slowly disintegrate into pieces and dissipate into the air.

The few recalcitrant Death Eaters were shocked, and some of the wall grass immediately turned into black mist and fled. In the end, there was only one Bellatrix who was restrained by the saints and looked at them with hatred.

Allen moved his wand lightly, trying to shoot a death curse, but his hand was held down.

Dumbledore looked at him with stern blue eyes, "Alan, the Ministry of Magic sanctioned her, you have worked hard."

Allen looked at the old man, then at Grindelwald, relaxed his hand noncommittally, his double pupils were dark, he chuckled vaguely, "Compared with this, you should care about the savior!" He paused, Added a sentence, "Sir."

He saluted the two old people, "If uncle and aunt don't care, I'll go and resettle my people first."