Chapter 709

Fanlin's face was a little dark, and the ghost knew why he said it.

At this time, of course, the key to vanillin's invisibility was not all the people who were behind him.

Many death eaters were in a uproar, and Voldemort turned around in a moment. "Fanlin El!" was the most brilliant pupil.

Voldemort will never forget the boy's appearance. Like Harry Potter, these two damned imps.

Voldemort will never forget several failures, the night in Godric Valley, the dungeon at Hogwarts, and the failure of last summer

These places, if not for these two little ghosts now

"Damn it, all of you!" In Voldemort's eyes, an unimaginable light of hatred erupted in an instant.

Many death eaters were stunned and touched behind by a little wizard, but none of them noticed it. Obviously, this is something that everyone can't accept.

They all knew that these two little witches had smashed the plan of the Great Duke of darkness, Voldemort, countless times before their eyes.

There is no doubt that this time

No one can be sure who's next.

Who arrived here The righteous master of the Ministry of magic? Or Dumbledore?

"you really let me down..." "It's unfortunate, but I think that's the end of your party."

"Fanlin!" As soon as Harry's eyes lit up, van Lin appeared here at the moment, obviously giving halimo great encouragement.

The one who talked with him before was Fanlin, hiding in the side with the phantom mantra. Now he jumps out and is obviously sure.

Maybe, really

"Be careful, Harry." Van Lin's face was awe inspiring, and he had not seen the wand effect between Harry and Voldemort, as Dumbledore said.

Before triggering the flashback mantra, it is obvious that this requires a spell contact between two people.

"Do it, Harry. As I said before, Voldemort can't beat you at all. Believe me, let's go Here... "

Van Lim drew out his wand, and in just a moment, the magic power of the Sorcerer's stone came from the wrist.

Just like at the Quidditch World Cup, the brilliant blue light suddenly diffused from van Lin's body.

"Damn it, you're all going to die!" Voldemort yelled angrily that the appearance of Vaseline touched the original peace of mind.

"You, kill him!" Voldemort yelled, but before the Death Eaters could move, Harry was the first to move.

Voldemort was ready to kill Harry, and Harry was the same. He stood up, which meant Harry had to fight Voldemort head-on. Just as Harry called, "EXPELLIARMUS!" Voldemort finally couldn't bear it.

"Avada Kedavra!"

When a red light shot from Harry's wand, Voldemort's wand also emitted a pale green light. They met in the air.

Then, the sparks of the magic collision replaced the color of the whole space.

Van Lim is a little nervous. He is not sure whether Harry can really block Voldemort. So far, too many things are beyond his control, just like Dumbledore.

There is no doubt that just relying on an incomplete memory is not enough to master all people.

But this is a very high starting point, at least

All of a sudden, Harry's wand vibrated as if there was a current coming through.

But Harry's hand still held it, and he would not let it go as long as he wanted.

A narrow beam of light connects two wands, not red or green, but bright, deep golden yellow.

Harry gazed at the pillar of light in surprise. Along the pillar, he saw Voldemort's long white fingers holding the wand, which was also vibrating.

Then, with Harry unprepared, he felt his feet off the ground. He and Voldemort both rose into the air, and their wands were still connected by a golden beam of light.

They were sliding away from Voldemort's father's headstone and ended up on a clean, graveless ground. The Death Eaters yell, they're asking Voldemort for instructions, and they're forming a circle around Harry and Voldemort.

Snakes slide on their heels, and some of them are pulling out their wands.

And van Lin stood in front of all the Death Eaters

The golden column of light that connects Harry and Sherlock Holmes is splitting: the wands are still connected, and the branches of thousands of lights form an arc at their height and cross around them until they are surrounded by a golden, round net, forming a cage of light lines.The Death Eaters outside surrounded the forest like a pack of jackals, and the strange thing was that their shouts became blurred.

"Leave us alone." Voldemort screamed to the corpse eaters, "kill the other one!"

Harry saw that he was surprised at what had happened, and his eyes widened. He was trying to break the beam of light that still connected him and Harry's wand.

Harry held the wand more tightly with both hands. The golden column of light is still intact.

"Damn it, kill the other one, I can solve it here!" All of a sudden, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, the light from the goblins and the goblins were ringing in the air, and all of a sudden, the light from the goblins and the goblins were ringing in the air.

Harry recognized the sound, though he had only heard it once before What a beautiful song It was Harry's voice of hope, the most beautiful and joyful voice he had ever heard in his life. He felt the sound not only ringing around him, but also coming into his body.

The sound connected him to Voldemort, like a friend whispering in his ear.

"Don't disconnect the connecting beam."

I know, Harry said to the voice, I know I must not But as soon as he thought that, the situation got worse.

His wand vibrated more than before, and the beam of light between him and Voldemort had changed.

There seemed to be many big beads of light sliding back and forth between the wands. As the beads began to slide slowly and steadily, Harry felt his wand vibrate.

Now the beads of light began to move towards him from Voldemort, and he felt the shock of his wand.

As the first bead of light approached the top of Harry's wand, the temperature of the log in his hand became very high, and he was afraid that it would catch fire. The closer the bead came, the more violent Harry's wand vibrated.

He was sure that if it went on like this, his wand would not be able to bear it. It seemed that it was going to shatter in his hands.

He gathered up every part of his spirit and forced the beads of light to slide towards Voldemort. His ears were full of beautiful songs, and his eyes were staring furiously Slowly, slowly, the bead stopped shaking; then, slowly, it began to move in the other direction. Now, Voldemort's wand began to vibrate violently.

All this is beyond everyone's understanding, no one knows what kind of magic spell it is, and has never seen it.

Perhaps, this is the so-called fate, the fate between the Dark Lord and the warrior, they will eventually decide a life and death, today or other time.

Maybe the Dark Lord will fail

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