True enlightenment against heaven: Starting from the proud smile

Madam Pomfrey stared at the visitor, with excited flames dancing in her light gray pupils.

Avada Kedavra!

Avada Kedavra!

...

The penetrating green light made the school doctor's office look like a devil's cave. In just a few breaths, Madam Pomfrey and the balding old man in medical uniforms demolished half of the school doctor's office.

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They didn't use other magic spells, they just relied on the life-killing spell to fight head-on.

If anyone is accidentally hit, he will die. The only thing to play is the heartbeat.

The balding old man looked at the corner of his mouth that was gradually widening due to excitement, and secretly cursed a madman in his heart.

At this moment, space distorted, and Dumbledore appeared spinning with a long beard.

As soon as the soles of his feet hit the ground, a death curse hit his face.

Dumbledore pointed out the Elder Wand in his hand and shattered it.

"Oh, sorry, Dumbledore, I thought it was his helper, but you shouldn't be in that position." Madam Pomfrey said.

The old principal looked at the other party's condition and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Poppy, leave the enemy to me. Don't forget that you are a healer."

After hearing this, Madam Pomfrey put away her slightly crazy look and returned to her original calmness, "Of course, I know very well, you know, this is just an occasional relaxation."

Dumbledore felt the strong smell of black magic in the air and felt that it was necessary for the other party to go to St. Mungo's Hospital of Magic to receive psychological counseling.

The bald old man next to him saw these two guys chatting without any care.

He was annoyed, but he also knew that he could not stay in the school any longer. The intervention of the alchemy silver coin was limited.

He immediately disapparated and left immediately.

"He was discovered."

"It's okay, it's just a little troublesome. Take care of the students, Poppy." After saying that, Dumbledore also disappeared, but before leaving, he glanced at the petrified Hermione and Cedric.

...

At this moment, on the other side, in the castle hall, all the students of the school are being summoned.

Some of the Aurors were divided to help protect the students, while the other part spread out to look for Dumbledore.

Harry and Ron crowded around Professor McGonagall, "Professor, what about Ginny? We can't ignore her."

"Of course, we will organize manpower to search for it later."

"One more thing, Professor, I picked up a notebook of Voldemort before. Ginny's disappearance is probably related to that thing, but when I go back..."

Before Harry could finish speaking, a voice interrupted.

"You shouldn't say that name, kid! The Dark Lord is dead, and you defeated it with your own hands. You can't talk nonsense out of fear of him. This will cause panic, understand?" Fudge suddenly appeared and vetoed it severely. Everything Leigh said.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I saw Voldemort's soul when I was in first grade, and I didn't lie about the notes." Harry retorted immediately.

"Shut up! Don't mention that name. There is no Dark Lord! There is no Dark Lord! Understand?!" Fudge's face turned pale. "Mr. Potter, you can't take your fantasy seriously. Now return to your team."

Harry, who was in a hurry, almost laughed out loud at Fudge's reaction. He stared at the other person unabashedly as if he were looking at an idiot. It was hard to imagine that such an excellent person was actually the Minister of Magic? !

Perhaps because he was uncomfortable with Harry's eyes, Fudge called out to McGonagall directly, "Minerva, take care of your student, he lacks the most basic courtesy!"

Professor McGonagall was too lazy to talk to the other party. She said to Harry: "You go back first, I will find someone else about Ginny's matter!"

Harry, who returned to the team, looked at Professor McGonagall who was a little too busy.

"Maybe we have to act on our own, the professors just don't have time right now."

"But where are we going to find it?" Ron had a headache and missed Hermione all day long.

Harry was lost in thought, and his mind gradually connected the death case fifty years ago with the myrtle in the girls' bathroom.

"I know a place, but I'm not sure." Harry said vaguely.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go and ask immediately!" Ron stood up, more positive than ever before.

"Add us!" At this time, the Weasley twins also came over at some point.

Naturally, Harry would not refuse a brother looking for a sister.

The four of them saw the opportunity, secretly left the team, and went straight to the girls' bathroom on the third floor.

...

On the other side, two figures continued to shift and flicker, and chased for hundreds of kilometers. The balding old man could not get rid of Dumbledore.

The two appeared in a highland wilderness.

"It's better to stay and chat, friend!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, interrupting the opponent's explanation of the spell first.

Then the anti-Apparition spell fell to prevent the other party from escaping further.

"Dumbledore, I know what you want to talk about, but I advise you not to pry. You are already over a hundred years old. Wouldn't it be nice to walk the last part of your journey quietly?" The balding old man walked slowly with a wand in hand. , voice hoarse.

"Sorry, I am a very curious person. If you are unwilling to cooperate, then I can only use some tough methods."

After he finished speaking, the balding old man who was still pacing took the initiative and raised his wand like a conductor.

"The skeleton revives!"

For a moment, the earth trembled, and countless dead bones broke out of the surrounding ground. In the blink of an eye, an army of skeletons formed.

"Necromancy! Or modified from ancient magic." Dumbledore's expression gradually became serious, "It seems that your organization has quite a lot of background!"

The bald old man pointed his wand, and the skeleton army charged towards Dumbledore fearlessly.

"This is not what you should know, Dumbledore! Go back to be your headmaster, everything can be the same as before."

However, the old headmaster answered him with the standard Vulcan.

A large piece of red flame swept across the venue like a tornado, and many skeleton soldiers plunged into the sea of ​​fire and were burned clean in a few breaths.

Then the fire continued to burn, and it enveloped the bald old man with great power.

"The bones gather together!"

The bald old man who was retreating waved his wand, and the surrounding bones gathered and wrapped him up.

While resisting the fire, it soon formed a skeleton ball more than ten meters high, and then the corpse ball rolled, and countless arms on it unconsciously grabbed everywhere.

Dumbledore's white beard was blown by the wind, and he waved his wand. The surrounding terrain changed instantly, the center collapsed, and earth walls rose around it, directly blocking the corpse ball.

Then the flames were gathered by Dumbledore and burned in the center of the corpse cave, like a huge furnace.

The corpses were used as firewood, and the fire was blazing.

Soon, the urgent voice of the bald old man came out.

"Dumbledore, do you really want to fight with me? I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late, and you will have to wait to go back to collect the body of the savior!"

The old principal frowned slightly, "I don't like being threatened!"

"This is not a threat, it's a reminder! Harry Potter!" The bald old man called out Harry's name, "Why do you think the soul in the notebook would listen to me and choose a specific target to attack? This is a cooperation. With my help, Harry Potter can't beat him!

It's still time for you to leave immediately. You don't want Voldemort to return today, right?!"