Chapter 373

Who am I?

Where am i?

What am I doing?

In the close contact between face and fist, Voldemort gradually entered the highest realm of Zen.

That is what we commonly call "separation of soul and flesh".

By the way, I'm the Dark Lord

However, why is such a great and extraordinary me so embarrassing?

In a trance, the Dark Lord involuntarily began to question his soul.

"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!"

In the real world, Klein's fist even appeared.

Peter shrank behind him, trembling, his face pumping more and more.

Moreover, what made him more afraid was that the "Hogwarts little devil" used only one hand - the other hand was holding a magic wand.

"It's over."

The fat mouse fell into deep despair.

He thought he couldn't run away today.

"This..."

Dumbledore was also a little silly when he watched Klein beat Voldemort.

No, that's not what the script says.

Shouldn't it be my old man who pretended to fight Voldemort for 300 rounds, then showed his cards, destroyed the "soul weapon" and completed his skill in one fell swoop?

What's going on now? I don't know why someone has become a "cheerleader"?

however......

Hey, don't mention that Klein's punch is very good, showing Hogwarts's vitality and sunshine.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

One punch hit the meat and broke Voldemort's bones.

Well, the Dark Lord's vitality is also against the sky. In the blink of an eye, the injury can be cured.

However, such a one-sided beating is not the way.

I don't know how many punches he got. The Dark Lord finally withdrew from the mysterious and mysterious realm and shouted with great effort.

"Stop! I'm wrong! I know I'm wrong!"

In fact, he didn't know what was wrong. It was just an expedient measure.

The young man's strength is a little fierce. He can't bear it

"Hum!"

Hearing the speech, Klein really stopped fighting.

Facing Voldemort's dead fish eyes, he opened his mouth.

"Do you know how long I will be weak this time, even if I..."

He seems to be full of grievances.

But halfway through the conversation, he felt boring and shut his mouth in silence.

No reason, Voldemort suddenly a spirit.

The whole body cells and all spirituality are frantically reminding him.

have Danger! Danger!

"I'm wrong, really, I'm really wrong, I shouldn't.. In short, thousands of mistakes are all my fault!"

Just like quarreling with his girlfriend can't be too serious, Voldemort was at a disadvantage and didn't have the idea to ask the bottom.

Young master, as long as you don't do it, it's easy to say anything.

"Hoo ~"

Take a long breath and Klein calmed down.

Although he knew that Voldemort had to bow his head just to save his life, he still had a lot of ideas in his mind.

He felt that his current grumpy temper should be related to his body in adolescence.

Yes, it must be. It's definitely not that he's small-minded.

"That..."

The scene was under control and Dumbledore finally found a chance to interrupt.

The old man coughed and took the initiative to walk next to Klein.

"Are you finished?"

These words are nonsense, and some people with impure thoughts may think crooked.

But Klein, such a pink 16-year-old male high school student, certainly didn't have such dirty ideas. He shook his head when he met Dumbledore's eyes.

"Not yet."

not yet?

After hearing this, Dumbledore did not respond. The victim, Mr. Fu, was going to faint.

I'm sorry. I just bowed my head and apologized. I was busy in vain.

Children are really shameless!

"Then you go on."

Dumbledore could see that Voldemort must have done something very wonderful.

Merlin testified that he had never seen Klein so angry in five or six years.

"Give me the box."

Klein nodded and asked for Dumbledore's suitcase.

In front of Voldemort, he opened the suitcase.

The Dark Lord was silly when he saw the crown, pendant box and other "Horcruxes" in the box.

"This... This is impossible!

How could you How could you know... "

"Horcrux" is his biggest secret and the bottom card that he can resurrect indefinitely.

Now the cards have been placed on the surface, then his ending can be imagined.

"Please! Mr. Greenwald, the great Mr. Greenwald, please!

I know I'm wrong. I really know I'm wrong. I can use my remaining life to make atonement for myself. Really, as long as you spare my life, I can go to prison and make atonement!

Mr. Dumbledore, no, headmaster Dumbledore, please say a word. "

In the face of death, Voldemort had no pride.

He chose to kneel down and madly beg for mercy.

But in exchange, only Klein and Dumbledore's indifferent eyes.

"Go back to silence."

Black fire is the best answer.

First the crown, then the resurrection stone, and finally, even the pendant box turned into fly ash.

"No!"

Voldemort screamed like a drowning dying man, trying to catch anything he could.

But he is like an island floating on the sea. He has nothing but pain

The flame rages, and the soul is swallowed.

Those ambitions and those arrogance dissipated with the disappearance of fierce fire, leaving only an unknown and filthy body.

After all, the Dark Lord didn't get back the "ring" he was thinking about.

On July 24, 1996.

He fell.

Watched Voldemort be killed in front of his eyes.

Peter was so frightened that he almost lost control.

But Klein doesn't have time to deal with the fat mouse now.

When Voldemort's eyes disappeared, he waved his wand directly and created a huge black hole with all his magic.

Annihilation!

Completely eliminating all traces of Voldemort's existence in the world is the best way to erase the birth of "divine sin" from the root.

Voldemort, who remained in the body, was unwilling to complain. As soon as he began to integrate with the complaints of the dead, he was completely strangled by the power of the black hole and turned into emptiness and nothingness.

Fate is forced to change at this moment!

It's over.

No, it should be said that it is finally over.

Klein endured his headache and relaxed with a stretch.

"Is this... Over?"

However, some people look strange.

It's Dumbledore.

The old man stared at the place where Voldemort disappeared, and he had an unspeakable feeling.

It's like grinding a sword in the mountains for ten years. When the sword is polished, you find that you already have an AK47.

Old man, I've been looking for Horcruxes and monitoring in recent years. In the "final showdown", I made soy sauce and shouted "666"?

What's the difference between this and salted fish!

"Otherwise, would you like to invite Voldemort back to Hogwarts for Christmas?"

Klein narrowed his eyes and looked "bad" at Dumbledore.

"By the way, speaking of Christmas, you won't have gifts this year. Don't ask why!"