v7 Chapter 49： Carbonized Elder Wand

Voldemort stepped through the gates of Hogwarts and walked towards the castle.

He was a little puzzled. He didn't hear the deafening sound of fighting, he didn't see the captured students, and he didn't find the corpses that covered the campus...

Only the smell of blood that has not dissipated in the air indicates that a tragic killing has occurred here.

The war, is it over so soon?

Or, Stark has fled with his students, and an army of Death Eaters is in pursuit?

Voldemort couldn't help but laugh.

There is only this possibility.

He didn't think that Stark would be able to make a comeback when Dumbledore was wounded multiple times and the Ministry of Magic was attacked.

The army of Death Eaters and Dementors, but the flying dragon riding the face... loses!

Along the long road, Voldemort stopped and walked. He was very leisurely, as if he was admiring his back garden.

Even, on a whim, he even acted as a tour guide for Draco, who was carrying Harry's body.

He also introduced some little secrets of Hogwarts Castle. On the surface, it seemed to be an atmosphere-adjusting group, but in fact he was quite content.

That's right, he has automatically assumed the identity of the master of this ancient school.

He was going to turn Hogwarts into a family business.

At this moment, a cheerful whistle sounded in the distance, interrupting Voldemort's good mood.

The Dark Lord looked forward with a cold face.

The huge oak door was open, and through it the castle was brightly lit.

There was a young man, sitting quietly in front of the steps, with his back to the castle and his face to the square.

On the marble floor beside his feet, a blood-stained sword was inserted.

This kind of chill was scattered a lot by the melodious whistle he blew, and it became unexpectedly peaceful.

William sat alone on the steps in front of the castle, pursing his lips, his angular and sturdy face became more and more profound.

"Welcome back, Tom.

This is the first time you have walked into a school in more than half a century, right?

How does it feel to revisit the old place? "

"It's right and wrong." Voldemort stared at William, and he said coldly in a hoarse voice:

"It would be better if there were no unsightly guys."

"I think so too." Wei grinned: "So, let's kill all those pesky Death Eaters...

Isn't this kind of killing your favorite show?

It's a pity that you were away just now and missed this wonderful show. "

Voldemort was murderous, and the atmosphere in the square was suddenly very dull and solemn.

"You fart! Impossible, I have an army of thousands of Death Eaters and Dementors, enough to beat Hogwarts!"

"Nothing is impossible. The Pampas eagle can fly away from Camp Nou. Your era is coming to an end."

William said with a bit of sentimentality, and then sneered:

"Of course, you never had the so-called era."

"When I was young, I was shrouded in the shadow of Dumbledore and couldn't turn over; I was finally revived and suppressed by me...

You say that your whole life is just a joke, right? ! "

William's words were as sharp as a knife, and the Dark Lord was furious.

"As long as I'm still alive, I can pull out another batch of Death Eaters at any time!"

"Is it difficult?" William said strangely:

"I told your servants that you were afraid, afraid of me, and ran away.

As long as they are still alive, they will publicize the fact that you ran away without a fight.

And... the Death Eaters you were so proud of, quickly surrendered to me en masse, taking far more prisoners than dead wizards.

With your current prestige, how can you make those pure-blooded families believe in you again?

Do you dare to use them? ! "

Voldemort clenched his wand tightly, his wrists were blue, and he burst out laughing.

"It doesn't matter, the death of these wastes has been exchanged for something better."

He shouted aloud:

"Stark, Dumbledore has been seriously injured, and Harry Potter..."

"Harry Potter... is dead!" Voldemort circled around, opened his arms, and laughed wildly.

"Hehehehehehehehehehe~"

William: "..."

He seemed to be looking at a fool, watching this man who was almost insane, performing high-quality human behavior.

Sure enough, a man's happiness is so simple.

Voldemort calmed down after a long time, and finally looked at William coldly.

"Stark, after I kill you, I will deal with that old man Dumbledore.

Don't worry, I will send all your relatives and friends to see you one by one!

Those who betray me will also accompany you to see the **** of death. "

"Really?" William stood up and hooked his fingers: "Then let me see your strength, Tom.

Anyway, there really should be a break tonight. "

He raised the long sword with one foot, dropped it into his hand, and took out his wand.

Voldemort also raised his wand.

He didn't use the Elder Wand immediately, he was afraid that Stark would realize that he was too strong and be scared away.

This kind of killer, of course, must be used suddenly when the battle is at its most intense in order to be unexpected.

He raised the yew wand in his hand, and the dust gradually flew, forming small tornadoes, rolling towards William.

William flicked his hand, and the dust was scattered.

Voldemort's hand holding the wand, five fingers bent, the wand spun sharply, and the tip of the wand rolled away like thunder.

With another wave, a spell like the moonlight cast a vast expanse of white on the castle.

They turned into countless sharp long swords, like ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors, making an amazing rumbling sound.

William spread out his five fingers, picked his wand lightly, a dazzling blue rainbow that cut through the sky, and then crashed into the sky.

The two magic spells collided, and suddenly there was a sound of gold and stone, like the roar of a giant cannon.

William twisted slightly, turned his wand sideways, and the magic power spurted out, compressing the airflow to form a magic air cannon.

The ground in front of Voldemort collapsed suddenly, and he quickly retreated backwards. After taking eighteen steps back, he finally stopped the decline and refused to take another step back.

And William's curse completely covered this place.

The ground several meters deep, together with the thick floor, was so overwhelmed that it was pried up in one piece and smashed at Voldemort.

Voldemort waved his wand, and countless brilliant snow-white electric lights burst into bloom.

From a distance, the Dark Lord seems to have turned into the Thunder King.

He raised his wand high, and the lightning turned into a whip, and threw it on the boulder.

The electric light wandered and lingered like a thousand silver snakes, and after a violent scratch, it was torn into pieces.

Voldemort's other hand, fingers close together.

The rubble that had not yet landed after the cracking turned into a sharp spear and shot towards William swiftly.

William raised his wand and summoned a shield in front of him.

All the stone spears were violently bounced off by the shield and slanted into the ground.

The magic power contained in it exploded, blasting out countless potholes, dazzling dust, and ravines.

William took out another wand, with both hands and two sticks, countless spells, like a Gatling, and shot them out.

And Voldemort could easily deal with his wand in one hand, and he was even thinking of taking the opportunity to get back the Elder Wand.

From his first resurrection, Voldemort knew that Stark seemed to know the depths of his magic.

He even knows how to fight.

This kind of familiarity will make it impossible to effectively suppress even if one's own strength is superior.

Even if you keep fighting, you will definitely win in the end, but it will be a stalemate for a long time.

After the unexpected demise of the Death Eaters, Voldemort still decided to fight quickly.

He wasn't in the mood to exhaust it.

Ten minutes after the bombardment, the square of Hogwarts Castle was already covered with greenery, with countless ravines staggered.

Voldemort finally took advantage of a neutral position and the flames covered him, and with the speed of seventy years of craftsmanship, he returned to the Elder Wand.

He turned around and screamed in a high voice:

"Avada Kedavra!"

The powerful magic was poured into the Elder Wand.

The green light suddenly soared, reflecting Voldemort's entire body green.

Hearing a thud, that green light, like a hundred-meter green snake, flew away in the air!

The sky and the earth are eclipsed.

The Dark Lord showed a triumphant expression. He seemed to see the panic on Stark's face... Why did the power that frightened him suddenly increase so much.

But the smile on his face suddenly solidified.

He heard a click, not from elsewhere, but from the wand in his hand that was called "invincible".

The Elder Wand, as if unable to withstand the lashing of his powerful magical power, was directly carbonized and turned into dust.

In horror, he was about to switch back to the yew wand, but he couldn't move.

He bowed his head slowly.

I saw a long sword coming from the back and piercing the entire chest.

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