The day to become the final boss

Voldemort raised his wand, aiming at Snape.

“crucio (boning and cutting the heart)!”

Terrible red light rushed towards the face with a strong pressure, Snape nimbly dodged to the side, and distanced himself from the little Potter and Lucius who were lying on the ground.

"Crucio (eviscerate the heart)!" "Reducto! (shattered bones)" "Diffindo! (shattered)" Voldemort's pale arm waved his wand rapidly, and the voice of his incantation seemed to be uninterrupted, I don't know if it was Because of Avada Kedavra's miss, Voldemort did not use the Kedavra Curse again.

Dazzling rays of light shot at Snape like raindrops, Snape struggled to dodge, the accompanying explosions bounced up a lot of gravel and mud, scratching his pitch-black robe.Seeing that Snape was in critical condition, two members of the Order of the Phoenix attacked Voldemort with spells in an attempt to divert his attention, but they were instantly burned to ashes by the devil's flames pouring violently from the tip of his wand.

"Sumsempra (Shenfeng Wuying)!" Snape took the opportunity to throw a terrible black magic to Voldemort. The curse broke through the Dark Lord's defense but somehow it suddenly disintegrated when it was close to the body, leaving only a scar on his chest. A hole less than half an inch deep.

Snape's pupils constricted sharply, he didn't expect such a result, Shenfeng Wuying combined with the wand Moles gave him has always been invincible, it even had a little effect on Fluffy - Snape once Used it to cut off one of Fluffy's tiny tentacles for experimentation.

Voldemort looked at the bleeding gash on his chest, and he lifted his head in a twisted smile that bared his gums, something inexplicably pulsating in his red eyes.

"Very well, Severus, that's a Slytherin—Crucio! (Crucio)—"

Seeing that Snape's evasion was getting more and more reluctant, Lucius wanted to help his old friend, but his trembling hand couldn't even hold the wand steadily—even if he escaped the killing curse by chance, the damage of the curse would be too much. Makes him very weak for a short time.He glared at the comatose savior next to him—the shit savior, those were the big lies that Dumbledore told in order to ambush Voldemort.

"Diffindo! (Torn apart)" A curse finally hit Snape, and the potions professor staggered back a few steps, just as he stabilized his figure, another curse followed.

"Protego! (Armor protection)" Two rapid incantations sounded almost overlapping at the same time, one came from Snape, and the other came from the two armor spells that made a crisp sound like glass shattering, Snape Snape was knocked to the ground by the impact of the curse, and he quickly got up—in fact, Mr. Snape, who was wearing the Wanmo ring, would not suffer any substantial damage from the curse.

Voldemort's wand was pointing elsewhere.

An old wizard with white beard and hair appeared not far from Voldemort, and they stood opposite each other in the moonlight.

"... Dumbledore?" Voldemort's voice was filled with uncontrollable surprise.He had clearly seen Dumbledore fall before, and three people in a row were hit by Avada without incident. Could it be that the Avada Kedavra Curse that has been passed down in the magic world for many years has completely lost its effect?

"Tom." There was already a crack on the lens of Dumbledore's crescent glasses, his hair looked a little messy, his robe was not complete, and the edges and corners were ragged. He looked like he had just experienced a fierce battle. "We should be done."

The old man's blue eyes stared straight at Voldemort, whose pupils were red and shining like a demon in the night, without flinching.

Lucius heaved a sigh of relief. Dumbledore's presence here meant that the Order of the Phoenix had basically mastered the overall situation in the battle ahead!

"reducto! (shattered bones)—"

"reductor curse! (shatter everything)—"

Voldemort and Dumbledore waved their wands at the same time, two terrifying red lights lit up almost at the same time, the powerful magic collided fiercely in the air, making a muffled thunder-like sound, and the light of the spell splashed hot sparks like magma in the dark night , even the ground trembled slightly.

The loud noise awakened Little Potter from his coma, and he looked up to see the two strongest black and white wizards who were confronting each other.

...Didn't Dumbledore intend to use him as a sacrifice?Harry.Potter opened his mouth slightly.

At this moment, two beams of red light broke through the opponent's defense at the same time and rushed towards their target - the skin on Voldemort's body cracked into pieces like broken plaster, while Dumbledore's chest exploded.

The old man fell, but Voldemort remained standing.

He looked very scary with blood on his face, but he was undoubtedly the winner of this duel.

"Haha...hahaha..." He turned his head and stared at the remaining living people, successfully making them show fear.His red eyes were filled with wild joy, "See—I, Voldemort, killed him again—killed Dumbledore—and it's your turn!"

Harry's back was chilling, and that crazy form made him shiver all over. It wasn't just him, he could clearly hear the "clacking" sound of other people's teeth colliding.

"Whether it's the traitor who betrayed me or the ridiculous savior!! The Dark Lord is the strongest in the magic world! I will enslave your family and all your descendants to death—"

At the moment of Voldemort's craziest moment, Harry suddenly stared wide-eyed and looked behind Voldemort - so everyone showed a surprised expression.

Voldemort was startled by their strange appearance, and he turned his head abruptly

"reductorcurse! (Crush everything)"

Once the red light hit him, Voldemort's body split open like a shattered vessel, and he stared wide-eyed at the old wizard standing behind him with a huge hole in his chest.

The Dark Lord let out a terrible and unwilling howl. He bent his dry fingers stiffly as if he wanted to grasp something. The piercing voice was so terrifying, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, which made everyone present feel terrified and cold.Some kind of misty dark conglomeration emerged from the shattered remains, like a useless shell, and quickly congealed in the moonlight.

Hei Mist turned into a handsome young man with blood-colored eyes.

All three of them knew the face - it belonged to a young Voldemort, but his hair was gold, a very beautiful gold, like a shard of the moon.

Voldemort's husk shriveled like an orange peel, and it fell to the ground and weathered as quickly as time had eroded it.

His blood-red eyes glanced in Snape's direction, then bowed gracefully into the empty darkness. "My great master—have you finally come to destroy me? I wish it was you—"

His voice is very pleasant, with incredible charm.

Dumbledore frowned. If he guessed correctly, this existence was not Voldemort, he was a monster.

And Snape suddenly remembered the story that Mers once told about a monster that separated his unnecessary emotions.

There was silence all around, the cool night wind made the grass and trees rustle, and the soft moonlight spread over the courtyard, but there was no figure of the "master" in the mouth of this handsome man.

The monster sighed.

He walked towards Snape, his blood-red eyes changed from rationality to malicious hatred, he stared at the tall man in black robe, his handsome face gradually distorted.He exuded a terrifying magic pressure, which made everyone unable to move.

Suddenly, he stopped within seven feet of Snape.

A slender, white index finger rested between his brows.

No one knows where that finger came from, but it stopped the terrifying man.

A smile appeared on the monster's lips. "My lord, if you want to destroy me, you have to use the magic that shatters the body that keeps you in the lower world." His terrifying eyes turned to Snape.

Snape looked at him, and stepped back a little - yes, the magic pressure of the monster could not suppress him.

"You seem to have missed something?" A bald voice suddenly sounded.A slender thing crawled out of Snape's pocket, blinking golden vertical pupils.

The monster's face instantly became ugly and hideous, "Damn it, Ferriges??"

-Wizards witnessed the horrific scene that they will never forget, the tiny lizard suddenly swelled, it smashed the man who escaped Voldemort's wreck into the air and instantly rose to a height of sixty feet-it became a dragon , is not any kind known to people now, the thick scales, the huge strength and beauty, the hideous bone spurs on the head and back of the body, the white teeth that are sharper than minus - it can even fly without wings. Fly in the air!

The collision of two huge magical powers came from the sky. The terrifying magic pressure caused the clouds in the sky to churn. The wizards were shivering on the ground under the pressure. The earth seemed to be stuffed into a box and shaken violently-like the end of the world.

Just when they felt powerless to cry out in despair, the shaking in the ground and air stopped.

When they raised their heads, they saw the humanoid monster twisting. It turned into something like a black mist, roared resentfully, and exploded instantly.

People who have been blown by the wind of resentment have terrible negative emotions in their hearts, and they can't help recalling the worst things in their hearts.

And Snape, who was affected by resentment, frowned, he felt as if some kind of intensity was emerging from the depths of his soul.

Ferrigas was no longer in the sky, Snape said hoarsely to his companions: "Get up, we have to see Dumbledore—"

Suddenly, his eyes became rigid, and the man in black robe had a blank expression, and fell backwards like a doll whose soul had been taken out of him in an instant.

Little Potter, who was closest to him, tried to catch him in a panic, but his potions master suddenly disappeared the moment he touched the ground.