Chapter 522： Harry's fight

Harry looked at the excited Fish, and murmured a few times, finally turning into a sigh.

He had wanted to discuss how to escape with Fish, but considering not only Voldemort watching, but also a circle of Death Eaters, Harry gave up the almost impossible idea.

As for defeating Voldemort, Harry didn't even dare to think about it, but Fish can look forward to it...

Recalling the huge patron saint of Cat Cat, a glimmer of hope ignited in Harry's heart.

But before that, he had to survive Voldemort's hands.

Harry looked at the calm Voldemort, pursed his lips, and clenched the wand in his hand.

"Don't worry, Harry, even if you lose, there's still Feixu! Come on!"

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The cat comforted by the side, this is for Harry...

No use at all.

He wished that Fish would join him in the fight against Voldemort and his minions.

Unfortunately, Fish only wanted to fight Voldemort one-on-one.

"Have you learned to duel, Harry Potter?"

Voldemort asked softly, seeing Harry come forward with his wand in hand, red eyes shining in the darkness.

"Let's bow to each other, Harry," said Voldemort, bowing, but his snake face was always looking at Harry, "come on, etiquette is to be observed... Dumbledore must want you to behave well. Grace... bow to death, Harry..."

With the victory in his hands, he has enough time and mood to tease Harry, and teasing his own nemesis in this prophecy can also give Voldemort a special sense of satisfaction.

The Death Eaters laughed in unison. But Harry did not bend, he refused to accept Voldemort's teasing.

However, Voldemort would not let him go so easily...

"I said, bow." Voldemort raised his wand.

Harry felt a bend in his spine, as if a large invisible hand was pressing his back mercilessly forward.

The Death Eaters laughed even harder.

"Very good," said Voldemort softly, raising his wand and the pressure on Harry's back was gone, "now you look at me like a man... hold your head up like when your father died..."

"Now... we duel."

As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, he raised his wand and pointed at Harry, but without seeing him chanting a spell, a red beam of light flew out from the tip of the wand and hit Harry.

"Armor protection!"

The tense Harry used the Iron Armor Spell at the fastest speed. Not to mention other aspects, his reaction speed was still very good. It was all thanks to Fish who dragged him to fight a group of magical animals last year.

Fantastic beasts don't know any spells, not to mention that Harry's opponents are mostly hippogriffs who are good at speed.

"Bang!"

The red beam of light slammed into Harry's Iron Armor, knocking his entire body into the air.

Although he used the Iron Armor Charm in time, the gap in magic power between Harry and Voldemort was still too great. Even if Voldemort cast a silent spell at random, it was not something that Harry could easily block.

Harry got up from the ground in dismay, and then saw the second spell that Voldemort shot at him, and it was too late to release the Iron Armor...

With the agility he had acquired in the Quidditch match, he threw himself aside to avoid the spell.

The curse exploded behind Harry, and the rubble splashed and slapped Harry's back, causing him a lot of pain.

It's just that Harry didn't have the time to pay attention to this insignificant pain at this time. Voldemort's curses came one after another, and he could only keep dodging in embarrassment.

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"Is that all you can do, Harry?" Voldemort sneered, with the corners of his mouth twitching, "You can't beat me 'again' just by dodging. ."

He wasn't in a rush to beat Harry, but was enjoying the game.

Harry seized the opportunity and hid behind a tombstone, gasping for breath.

"We're not playing hide-and-seek, Harry," said Voldemort softly, his grim voice getting closer, "you can't dodge me, does that mean you're tired of our duels? Do you want me to do it now? End it, Harry?"

Voldemort kept hitting Harry with words, and at the same time felt that it was time to end the farce, but he didn't intend to kill Harry now, he still needed to use Harry to coerce Fish.

"Come out, Harry... Come out and fight..." he urged casually, raising his wand at the same time, "Thunderbolt!"

"boom!"

The beam of light shot from the wand blew up the tombstone Harry was hiding in, but Harry also took the opportunity to escape through the smoke of the explosion. Face to face with Voldemort.

"Except your weapons!" Harry roared, pointing his wand at Voldemort.

"Gouging out the bone!" Voldemort yelled at the same time.

A red beam of light shot out from their wands at the same time, and they collided in mid-air.

Strange things happened, Harry and Voldemort's wands suddenly vibrated as if they were electrified, and a thin golden beam connected the two wands together.

Then completely off guard, Harry felt his feet off the ground, and both he and Voldemort rose into the air, both wands still connected by the twinkling gold thread. They flew from Voldemort's father's tombstone to a clearing without a tomb...

The Death Eaters panicked, they shouted and followed, and surrounded Harry and Voldemort in the air again, asking for Voldemort's instructions, and Fish was forgotten by them.

"Meow?"

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Fisch scratched his head in surprise, then ran over, raised his head and looked at the two in midair, thinking that if things went wrong, he would be able to rescue Harry himself.

However, at this time, the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort suddenly split, but the two wands were still tightly connected, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above Harry and Voldemort.

The golden arcs of light intertwined around them, and finally formed a domed golden net, a cage made of light, which enveloped the two of them.

This time, Fish and the Death Eaters were blinded. Barty tried to cast a spell on the golden net, but it didn't work. Fish was hesitant, wondering if he should go forward Harry was rescued.

"Don't move!" cried Voldemort to the Death Eaters. "Don't move without my orders!"

He wanted to prove the absurdity of that prophecy, so he had to defeat Harry Potter alone, and although this was not what Voldemort had expected, he still didn't think Harry could turn it into victory.

There was a sudden burst of ecstasy in the air... it came from every filament of the web of light that vibrated around Harry and Voldemort.

"Meow?" Fish pricked up his ears, "Fox's voice?"

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As the phoenix sang, the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort also changed... As if there were large beads of light sliding along the silk, the two wands vibrated more violently.

Then both of them found out that When the bead of light got close to them, the wand would vibrate more violently, and it gradually became hot, as if it might explode at any time.

So Harry and Voldemort both concentrated their thoughts and wanted to force the beads of light to each other's side.

In the beginning, it was indeed Voldemort, who was more powerful, who had the upper hand. However, as the Phoenix's singing became louder, the irritability in Voldemort's heart gradually became stronger. Gradually, he could not concentrate, and Harry took the opportunity. The light beads were forced back.

Harry had never been so focused in his life, and now he was only thinking of driving the Orb of Light into the tip of Voldemort's wand...though he didn't know what it was doing.

Slowly...slowly...beads of light move along the golden thread... trembling for a moment...

connected to the tip of the stick.

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