Chapter 485: Death

Chapter 485: Death

"That wand that is claimed to have been passed down from Death, after you lost to me in that Battle of the Astronomy Tower, its ownership fell into my hands, and you haven't taken it out in public since then, fearing that I would snatch it away from you."

Voldemort narrowed 'her' eyes at the Elder wand in Dumbledore's hand, which is incredibly remarkable compared to the other wands, and there was a distinct sneer in 'her' voice.

"But I don't even fancy the type of longevity that the Philosopher's Stone provides, so how would I care for such a power that has to rely on an external object? The control of the Elder Wand stayed in my hands like that until I was defeated for the first time in that battle of the Re-correctional Centre two years ago, after that it would have gone to the winner's hand. The person who faced me then was you, and it was Jon Green who tore up the pact, but the one who really meddled directly and caused my defeat was in fact the incredibly stupid me. So control of the Elder Wand shifted to him as well, until this time you killed and defeated him again with your own hands, you finally regained control of it again."

Dumbledore listened to Voldemort sorting out bit by bit about the current ownership of the Elder Wand, and without denying it, he simply waved the Elder Wand, sending silver streams of light along with brilliant after-images left behind from the path passed from the tip of the wand.

Those silver-coloured after-images stayed for a long time, enough to show that the Elder Wand was fully exerting the power it was supposed to have at this moment!

"It is indeed a very good wand, but then again, it's more than just a good wand."

Voldemort's face grew cloudy.

"Put away those riddles of yours, you have something to fall back on, so let's see how it looks when we lay our hands low!"

After the 'her' voice fell, the black mist that originally seemed harmless as it spread around suddenly burst forth!

The next moment it rushed towards Dumbledore's direction.

At the same time, Voldemort held out the wand in 'her' hand, 'she' didn't recite any incantation, didn't even make any wand-waving movements, but an aura of death spread into the surrounding air along with the black mist!

In an instant, a dark green beam of light pierced through the dark mist and shot straight towards Dumbledore's direction.

Dumbledore did not move, he just flicked the Elder wand in his hand, silver streams of light blossomed in an instant, and countless parchments, quills, pieces of tables and chairs, folders and so on that were flying around under the shroud of the black mist changed their appearance in the next second.

Countless golden flying birds emerged!

They fluttered their wings and took up all the space in front of Dumbledore, even the black mist could not envelop them!

That Killing Curse didn't stop there when it came into contact with the first flying bird, but rather, like an unstoppable arrow, it suddenly pierced through it, and only blew off completely after breaking through dozens of birds in a row, shattering them and knocking them back to their original form!

"You studied its mysteries thoroughly? That is what lies beneath the surface!"

Dumbledore didn't make a sound, and at some point he appeared directly behind the Deathly Hallows mark, wearing a cloak that would conceal his movements, a ring with a dark gemstone on his finger, and the Elder Wand passing right through the mark!

An aura far more terrifying than a killing curse rose!

A figure with a scythe in his hand and a grey cloak loomed behind Dumbledore!

The expression on Voldemort's face became hideous, 'her' eyes nearly turning into vertical lines while 'her' entire being all melted into that black mist!

"You want to use Death's power! Do you really think that the 'Death' is actually a god!"

Just as the voice rang out, greyish-white light completely exploded from the tip of the Elder Wand, and Voldemort howled shrilly through the black mist, while the black mist turned from black to green at some point, enveloping the motionless Dumbledore in it!

In a flash, the entire Atrium went quiet, and all the objects touched by the grey light lost all their lustre and vitality as if they had been directly deprived of their meaning of existence!

And Dumbledore shrouded in that dark green mist, in just a few seconds ageing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mist affected Dumbledore, but Voldemort's figure had become invisible as if he had been swept by that grey light and vaporised on the spot.

"Plop."

Dumbledore fell to the ground, his eyes, ears, nose and mouth were bleeding out, but the gaze in his eyes didn't change a bit, it was still as grave and deep.

"Jon. You must observe it carefully. What the hell is he."

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