Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

Upon hearing this answer, Voldemort made no attempt to hide the mocking expression on his face.

He casually waved his wand.

Harry tried to fight back, but he was thrown away by a force.

"fighting?"

"Harry Potter, who taught you to be so naive?"

"You dare to fight me?"

"Or is it that all those accolades can no longer conceal your stupidity?"

Harry struggled to his feet again.

However, Harry was in an even more disheveled state than before.

Voldemort spoke again, mockingly:

"Or do you think you can take me down with just your two friends?"

Harry's expression changed upon hearing this, but before he could react...

Beside an empty tombstone.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Another deadly green beam shot out.

But Voldemort, who was prepared, immediately stopped the attack with a spell!

Then a pair of mage hands made of magical energy appeared and waved.

Two figures were sent flying backward from the invisibility cloak.

Hermione and Ron were the ones who fell to the ground.

Voldemort shook his head and paced back and forth.

"Naive, so incredibly naive!"

"Anyone else? Come out here too!"

Harry heard footsteps and looked back.

Professor Lupin, who was supporting each other, and Blake, who had lost an arm, had somehow ended up together.

The two of them walked over, supporting each other, and stood next to Harry.

Ron, his face flushed, tried to stand up straight as he got up from the ground.

But at this moment, he was trembling uncontrollably.

The reason is simple: he was terrified.

Opposite him stood the legendary Voldemort, and behind him were six powerful dark wizards.

On their side, there were three students, one professor, and one fugitive.

Not only is the quality inferior, but the quantity is also less.

Even so, Ron and Hermione gritted their teeth, raised their wands, and stood beside Harry.

Ron pouted and whispered:

"Are we most likely doomed today?"

"But it's alright, I have so many kids, I don't need another one. Hermione, what are you going to do?"

"I remember you are an only child."

Hermione didn't even turn her head:

"Ron, shut your mouth."

"Haven't you noticed another problem?"

Ron swallowed hard, gripping his trembling hand:

"what is the problem."

Harry said from the side:
"Didn't you notice? Only my parents showed up just now. Brother Cheng didn't show up."

"What does this mean!"

Hermione lowered her voice: "This means Brother Cheng didn't die at all."

"And don't you think there are two people missing here?"

Ron's cotton-filled brain finally started working: "Right, why aren't Dobby and Kreacher here yet?"

Lupin, who was supporting Blake, said with a smile:

"I think it should be soon."

"After all, there's no barrier here that prevents apparitions."

Although their voices were not loud, Voldemort and the Death Eaters could hear them clearly.

So, right after Lupin finished speaking, Voldemort's expression changed.
But before he could react...

A strange voice suddenly rang out from the sky.

"All curses have ended!"

Hearing this awkward and difficult-to-pronounce incantation.

Voldemort's black pupils suddenly contracted, and the moment he raised his wand, it was struck and sent flying by a weapon that appeared out of nowhere.

Subsequently.

"Double the gravity!"

The Death Eaters behind Voldemort were all enveloped by a transparent torrent flowing down from above, splashing and thumping.

All six of them were forced to the ground in a disheveled state.

Moreover, this force that appeared out of nowhere was extremely powerful.

Even if they were all holding wands right now, raising them even slightly was futile.
"You'd better not move!"

"Otherwise, the bones will break."

The second voice sounded remarkably calm compared to Voldemort's hoarseness and the first voice's dullness.

It seemed as if there were no emotional fluctuations involved.

Moreover, after these words were spoken, the distorted space buzzed again.

Those who could still move a finger with a little effort before are now completely unable to move.

It was at this moment that distorted points of light appeared around Harry.

It was Dobby and Kreacher, the two house-elves, who Apparated a step later.

"Harry, we did it! Looks like we weren't too late!"

Dobby cheered excitedly as soon as he saw Harry.

Kreacher seemed to be afraid of something, while Black, who was clinging tightly to Harry's back, was trembling uncontrollably.

However, compared to these two figures...

Harry, Voldemort, and the Death Eaters all looked at the two other people who had appeared out of nowhere in the center of the arena.

A man wearing an old-fashioned black suit, with short, silver-white hair.

A man dressed in a white robe, with skin as pale as Voldemort's, covered in wrinkles, and looking extremely old.

The old man in the white robe was now pointing his magic wand downwards.

A burst of intense light erupted from the tip of the wand, shooting continuously into the ground, and it had been ongoing since the very beginning.

But this person used such exaggerated magic very casually.

"All curses are broken, the legendary magic!"

This time, before Ron could even ask, Hermione gave a horrified explanation.

"This is a barrier-like spell. As the name suggests, all magic is forbidden within this barrier, so it's also known as the end of all spells. However, I heard that this spell can only be cast by a group, but this person managed to cast it all by themselves..."

Sometimes it's like that; if you don't understand, you'll just think it's amazing, but Hermione understands, which makes it even more incredible.

The changes on the field are not over yet.

A bullet enveloped in golden light flew from the ground, flashing past Voldemort's incredulous gaze.

In that instant, he looked at Harry across from him, wanting to say a lot, but ultimately he didn't get a chance to speak.

The golden flash was so fast that Harry and the others didn't even have time to react before it was all over.

Then Harry saw that Voldemort, who had been resurrected for only a dozen minutes, had gone still.

Immediately afterward, the flesh and blood beneath the black robe began to burn in mid-air before even hitting the ground.

Finally, only a wisp of black mist remained, which suddenly dissipated.

[Defeat Voldemort once to obtain one B-rank side quest and 4500 reward points.]

Hearing the reward in his mind, Cheng Xiao looked at the black mist that was scattering and escaping and sighed.

He had long suspected that actually killing this person might be worth an A-level side quest, but clearly he couldn't do it on his own.

Not to mention his various methods of resurrection, he also failed to find any of those Horcruxes.

In the week leading up to the start of the third stage.

Cheng Xiao thought a lot when facing the final challenge of the Goblet of Fire. He was trying to figure out how to defeat the final boss after touching the Goblet of Fire.

And then get away unscathed?
Looking for plot characters like Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and Moody?

If it were these people, along with Lupin and Black, they might be able to fight Voldemort, who had not yet been resurrected, and his henchmen to a draw.

However, it also depends on performance and luck.

After all, only Dumbledore could keep someone like Voldemort in check.

Of course, the best-case scenario is that this Dark Lord is not fully resurrected and is simply defeated.

Cheng Xiao also worked very hard.

But Cheng Xiao knew his own level.

My intelligence is still a little short of being able to calculate everything perfectly.

Therefore, it's highly unlikely that you can clear the game so easily.

So the question is, besides Dumbledore and his group of troublesome good guys, who else could it be?
To be comparable to Voldemort, one's strength must at least be at the pinnacle of this world.

With this goal in mind, Hermione proposed a somewhat risky but most likely successful plan.

The first person they thought of was Nicolas Lemaître, a man they had only heard of but never seen.

An old monster who has researched the Philosopher's Stone and gained the ability to live forever, and has lived for over six hundred years.

In Cheng Xiao's opinion, this person's strength was at least on par with Dumbledore's.

After all, putting everything else aside, they've already made it this far by simply waiting time.

While I wouldn't say I could crush Voldemort, I could certainly put up a fight against him.

As for the second person, Hermione thought of a legendary figure from the previous era who could truly suppress Voldemort.

That is, the first Dark Lord: Grindelwald.

As is widely known, the period fifteen years ago when Voldemort led the Death Eaters against the Ministry of Magic was known in the British wizarding world as the Second Wizarding War.

If there's a second time, then there must have been a first time.

The key figure in the First Wizarding War was someone who single-handedly fought against dozens of top wizards, including Dumbledore.

Moreover, it wasn't just limited to Britain at the time, but almost the entire world.

This was also the first Dark Lord, named Grindelwald.

Thanks to a corrupt regulation that Cheng Xiao once scoffed at, this person was not killed after being arrested, but has been imprisoned in Azkaban prison ever since.

This gave Cheng Xiao a glimmer of hope.

Of course, there are also twists and turns in the story, such as certain side plots and the price paid.

But the final result is what we see here.

With Lemaître and Grindelwald dominating the game.

Cheng Xiao easily killed Voldemort, who had just resurrected and was extremely arrogant.

Moreover, six valuable heads are waiting for him.

However, just as Cheng Xiao raised his gun to aim...

A man holding a wand walked up to Malfoy and his companions.

They blocked Cheng Xiao.

"They are still useful to me!"

The voice was calm, but undeniable.

That's how it is.

The atmosphere, which had relaxed due to Voldemort's death, instantly became tense.

Cheng Xiao's lips twitched.

He wasn't blaming Grindelwald, but rather criticizing the main god.

Clearly, he wasn't being given any chance to get free reward points and side quests.

Moreover, Cheng Xiao didn't know if it was just his imagination.

He always felt that Grindelwald's gaze towards him held a hint of ill intent.

If Dumbledore, McGonagall, and the others knew that Cheng Xiao had "released" Grindelwald in order to fight Voldemort...

They would definitely curse him for being mentally ill, because in their eyes, Grindelwald is a prisoner of Azkaban.

It is an even more terrifying existence than a resurrected Voldemort.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Because at this moment, the countdown on Cheng Xiao's watch had reached the last minute.

Cheng Xiao finally put down the pistol covered in golden flames.

He turned his head to look to one side.

"Alright, Harry!"

"And Ron, and Hermione."

"What I'm trying to say is that Voldemort isn't truly dead yet; it's up to you now."

"As for these two, do whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

Harry and the others looked at Cheng Xiao, whose mood had clearly relaxed and who even seemed to be giving up, and they didn't understand what he meant.

Nicolas Flamel, who had just displayed his formidable power, looked at him and said:

"What about the liquid?"

"The matter is now settled, shouldn't you keep your promise?"

Not only Nicolas Flamel, but Grindelwald also looked at him.

Cheng Xiao scratched his head and said earnestly, "The Elixir of Immortality, is it!"

"Don't worry, you can come find me next time, the next time we meet."

"I'll definitely give it to you!"

As he spoke, Cheng Xiao raised his hand again to look at his wrist.

"Everyone, since that's the case, I hope we meet again someday!"

After Cheng Xiao finished speaking, he waved to the bewildered crowd.

Immediately afterwards, everyone except Cheng Xiao was filled with shock.

Because starting from his feet, Cheng Xiao's body began to turn into sand and disappear.

Their figures flashed, both using the same Phantom Movement technique, but Grindelwald's pale figure moved with terrifying speed.

The hand reached out to grab, but ultimately grasped at nothing.

And just like that, Cheng Xiao disappeared without a trace in full view of everyone.

Upon witnessing this scene, both Nicolas Flamel and Grindelwald's expressions changed.

How could these shrewd old people not know that they had most likely been cheated?

Moreover, the way this person disappeared went beyond apparition; they couldn't even figure out what kind of magic it was.

Compared to Nicolas Flamel's wistful expression, Grindelwald, who was not exactly a decent person to begin with, also showed a hint of anger on his face.

At the same time, the gazes directed at Harry and his two companions turned dangerous.

This prompted the nervous Black and Lupin to walk over to Harry's side.

Harry and the other young people didn't know the story of Grindelwald.

That doesn't mean they don't know.

Compared to the Voldemort era that I personally experienced.

The first Dark Lord is even more of a legend.

The legends they've heard since childhood.

Just like Ron, who was the first to invite a female companion, the first place always makes a lasting impression.

This also includes Grindelwald.

"I smell it, it's Albus!"

So all of this was part of his plan?

Grindelwald took a deep breath and then looked at Harry Potter with a meaningful gaze.

This taste was something he hadn't experienced in a long time, yet it was also familiar.

Just as Harry and his two friends sensed that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly strange.

A sudden thumping of footsteps broke the eerie atmosphere that had just begun to form.

As a tall, slender figure broke through the white mist in the cemetery, a voice rang out.

"Grindelwald, where are you looking?"

"Your opponent should be here!" (End of Chapter)