Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Groups of wizards dressed in uniform black robes, with golden ribbons wrapped around their elbows, charged into this false god's lair that had stood for a thousand years like a hot knife cutting into butter.

The two huge monsters that were like mountains of flesh gave up their human disguises and revealed their true forms, but they were still unable to resist the old man who was strolling in the garden.

The slaves who came to reinforce fearlessly were turned into ashes by the blue-white flames before they even got close. The few who survived could not escape the witch's precise and fierce spell.

The scene that Salazar Slytherin had dreamed of became a reality a thousand years later.

Chapter 519: Driving the tiger away from the mountain

In a short while, the three-headed monster, which had suffered the most damage from Grindelwald, was defeated in the flames and could only survive.

"Damn it! What the hell did that bastard Knox do! Why does this damn vampire have so many subordinates?!"

Seeing the miserable state of his fellow creatures whose strength was equally matched with his own, the other crow false god was terrified and wanted to escape immediately, but was stopped by one magic after another.

In order to guard against it, several white-haired core members of the Wucui Party did not join the battlefield from the very beginning, waiting to stop these selfish monsters from escaping.

A slight difference can lead to a huge mistake.

"Don't worry, you will see it soon." Grindelwald bowed gracefully. "I don't want a live person, but I am a little interested in the crow specimen."

The blue and white fire dragon swept away, leaving only destruction and ruin wherever it passed.

No matter whether it is the evil statues, or the wizards, goblins and all the false gods' servants who are still resisting, including themselves, all beings are equal in front of the purgatory-like fire.

What was even more terrifying was that these flames that seemed to devour everything only spared the wizards wrapped in ribbons, allowing them to attack without restraint.

As one side gained strength while the other lost, the already precarious defense line collapsed in an instant. The elite soldiers who gathered here to defend the headquarters were like lambs to be slaughtered. They could not display even 70% of their abilities and were defeated under attacks from all directions.

The defeat was like a landslide and the situation was on the verge of collapse.

The deepest secrets of the church are now within reach.

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As the battle in Venice draws to a close, the fight in the Rockies is gaining momentum.

The Order of the Phoenix and the elite cadres of the Stargazers have formed a relative advantage in numbers.

Under the leadership of Euphemia, although they could not completely suppress the four false gods who each had their own strengths, they were able to fight their opponents on equal terms by relying on the connection of the World Tree.

Flame, storm, thunder, water... the ever-changing magic changes the landscape of nature and launches extremely destructive attacks, making it difficult to tell which is better.

On the battlefield that truly determines victory or defeat, Lynn and Dumbledore, who joined forces to attack, seemed to be at ease.

The competition between wizards is never a simple wrestling match. Tactics, tacit understanding and the complementarity of magic itself will make the seemingly balanced scale tilt towards one side.

If the combination of Lin En and the other person is a model of complementary relationship, then Voldemort and the Octopus False God, a pair of partners with their own ulterior motives, are the opposite example of one plus one being less than two.

Even though Lynn and Dumbledore did not risk their lives, they were still stretched thin when forced to join forces.

The most uncomfortable one is the false octopus god.

His huge size was an advantage in many situations, but at this moment it made him a more conspicuous target than Voldemort.

Seven or eight out of ten magic spells cast by Lin En and the other man were aimed at it. Voldemort, who seemed to be in a panic, was familiar with the two's tactics, so although he was caught off guard, he was not in any serious trouble.

After a long time, even if the roots are deep, it can no longer withstand the wear and tear of life.

The failure of the plan was irreversible, and it was unwilling to continue its futile efforts and decided to give up.

"Your magic can't kill me, and we can't win today. It's just a waste of time and energy to continue fighting here. How about a truce?"

After using its two tentacles to block Lynn's carefully cast Eye of Tonatiuh, it took the initiative to speak, and the previous arrogance was no longer detectable in its words.

"Isa!"

The powerful rune magic forced Voldemort to hide behind the false god to avoid the attack temporarily, and the harsh ice cone was his answer.

"I don't think this is a waste of time." He sneered, and single-handedly stopped the false god and Voldemort at the same time, buying Dumbledore a little space.

The battle-hardened Dumbledore did not miss such a rare opportunity, and he wielded the Elder Wand with great vigor.

The devastating lava fire rose again, but it did not target the passive octopus false god. Instead, it caught it off guard and headed straight for the distant battlefield, completely devouring the lion-shaped false god.

"what!--"

The heart-wrenching howls proved that although the whole body was burning with flames, there were differences in the levels of the flames.

In an instant, the golden armor disappeared, and the dark body like the other false gods was exposed to the air.

Kingsley and Ines, who were well prepared, both took action. The Lynx Guardian and the destructive Withering Curse were blasted out at the same time, making the false god who was self-confident in his strength realize what the black and white superposition of magic was.

In just a few seconds, the huge body that was as high as three stories shrank by half. The magical power that was originally ranked first among the false gods and comparable to Euphemia was reduced by 70%. The aura plummeted immediately and the threat also decreased sharply.

And that’s not all. Just as the Lion False God, feeling full of crisis, pulled back and tried to regroup, a sharp spear wrapped in colorful light pierced into his body from behind and broke out of his chest, bringing out vitality that was dissipating like a flood.

Regulus, who was hiding in the crowd, had a stern expression on his face. He raised his hand and retracted the sharp spear. Brian and the others then recognized its origin - the detached horn of a long-tailed water snake.

This sharp weapon that even thunderbirds feared became a deadly killing move in Regulus's hands. A cursed blow was enough to make even a false god unable to resist.

The wizards who found the weakness pursued it relentlessly, and the already delicate balance was broken in an instant, and the situation changed suddenly.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

"Damn ants!"

The false octopus god waved its majestic tentacles furiously, shooting dark rays of light at Dumbledore, but was easily resolved by Lin En who was prepared.

"Only incompetent people would be so stubborn. Smart people should have started thinking about how to escape now."

Lin En said meaningfully. Following the words, the false octopus god glanced and saw Voldemort taking the opportunity to retreat. His heart sank immediately.

"what you up to?!"

"Tsk... Avada Kedavra!"

Seeing that his plan was discovered, Voldemort, who had intended to escape on his own and leave the false god to cover him, lost the opportunity and could only vent his anger on Lynn.

For a while, it seemed that both sides in the fierce battle were actually able to fight back and forth, but the false god and Voldemort, who already distrusted each other, became more vigilant, and their fragile cooperation was in danger of breaking down at any time.

But under the strong pressure from Dumbledore and Lynn, they had to join hands and try their best to resist.

Time passed minute by minute. Although the false gods were at a disadvantage on both battlefields, they maintained a stalemate and neither side could do anything to the other.

This was naturally Lin En's design. Even though the false octopus god and Voldemort saw the problem, they could not figure out the crux of the matter, and dared not act rashly.

This lasted for more than half an hour. The complex and rugged canyon no longer resembled its former appearance and had almost turned into a huge sinkhole.

In the fierce fight, the body of the octopus pseudo-god was riddled with holes. Although none of the injuries were serious, it still made it feel very irritated.

Suddenly, the towering body stiffened as if it had been electrocuted, and the unprecedented rage almost made it explode.

"Damn it! You damn bugs!"

"Hey, it seems you have some tricks up your sleeve over there?"

The temperature of the coin made Lynn's eyes sharpen, "Now that you know everything, it's time to end the warm-up exercises! Kenaz!"

The Rune Fire that covered the sky and the sun ignited instantly. Lin En no longer held back and showed his true skills. The magic book that was as bright as glass also appeared in front of the enemy for the first time.

Voldemort felt a chill in his heart and was about to take action when he felt Dumbledore's cold gaze.

"You dare to be distracted when you're fighting me, Tom?"

A red light filled his vision.

Chapter 520: Time to close the net

The spell cast by the Elder Wand made Voldemort terrified. He was careless for a moment, and Dumbledore's attack came right before his eyes, scaring him so much that he almost ran away.

Slytherin's protective magic didn't have time to block it, and the thin beam of light hit him right in the chest. The huge force that could split mountains and rocks landed firmly on Voldemort.

Even though the body was not his, the tearing pain made him spit out a mouthful of blood. He was thrown into the distant cliff like an arrow, and his whole body was embedded in the rock wall. It was unknown how many bones were broken.

But it helped him, too.

If the body is broken, it can be found again; if the soul is injured, there are ways to replenish it. If the Horcrux is really lost as inferred, then the person is really dead when he dies.

Seeing the distance between them widening, the false octopus god had no power to fight back in front of Lin En. Voldemort, who was filled with fear, immediately lost his will to fight and turned into a shadow and fled into the distance.

As soon as he left, the precarious situation suddenly burst like a flood, but this time no matter how furious the octopus false god was, he was unable to stop it.

"Don't worry about me. Go and leave those four beasts to me. Leave this big guy to me!"

Lin En shouted loudly, and countless floating cannons and alchemical dolls rushed out from the space in the bracelet. The sky was filled with light like a magical rainstorm, drowning the false god as big as a mountain.

There was no probing or countering of moves. As soon as Voldemort escaped, Lynn used all his skills, ready to fight for his life, leaving the false octopus god no room for maneuver.

It was planning to withdraw but was hit hard on the head. The threat of death was always around it and no matter how it resisted, it was useless. It could only bite the bullet and fight with Lin En, but its momentum involuntarily weakened by three points.

"Boom boom boom boom...!"

The violent explosions sounded so loud that they almost became a wave of sound. There was not a single moment of silence.

Tentacles broke and regenerated every minute and every second, and suspended floating cannons and alchemical dolls were broken and reassembled.

Faced with a life-and-death crisis, the giant octopus burst out with power far greater than that of the thousand-eyed monster in the Kushan ruins, and fought with Lin En.

The brief encounter had made it realize the fate of itself and all the false gods that were both its kind and servants - the only way to survive was to kill the enemy in front of it.

The longer it lives, the more afraid it is of death. Even it, which possesses almost the strongest power among these immortal species, is not immune to this.

But when the disaster really strikes, it is clear that it is not spineless as it has survived countless bloody wars.

In the desperate fight, black magic purer than that of Grindelwald and Voldemort broke out completely. It was the ultimate darkness and evil, even more serious than Voldemort's evil thoughts.

Born powerful, it is able to surpass those of its kind and stand shoulder to shoulder with the most powerful wizards because it is purer than all false gods.

Killing, plundering, destruction, and enslavement are the life essence of false gods and the source of their power.

Completely different systems and concepts converge at the pinnacle of magic.

The two sides soon became really angry with each other. The huge canyon seemed like purgatory, with magic everywhere and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. Even a being as powerful as Dumbledore could not easily set foot in.

But this was exactly the tactic they had agreed upon in advance. The old man decisively turned his gun around and poured the magic that Voldemort had nowhere to use after escaping onto the false god in the distance.

Even if they received the retreat order from the octopus false god, they had no way out and could only struggle to hold on under the siege.

The lion false god, who was the most seriously injured, was the first to be defeated in the encirclement, followed by the heaviest scorpion-tailed monster. They were all overwhelmed by the overwhelming magic. Although they were barely holding on due to their powerful immortality, they had nowhere to escape.

Only Bayer and Gracia, who were the first to escape when they saw the situation was not good, rose into the air, but they almost lost half their lives and were covered with wounds under Dumbledore's pursuit.

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a shadow that covered the sky and the sun enveloped the two who were trying to escape, big and small.

It was a shadow that was even more majestic than the World Tree itself, a giant magical net that fell from the sky and was constructed with the branches of the World Tree.

"Royna has been prepared for this move of yours... You are wishful thinking if you want to escape from me!"

Traces of blood could be seen faintly at the corners of Euphemia's mouth. Her powerful aura continued to rise under the blessing of the World Tree. Although it was a little weak, it was not much inferior to Dumbledore.

She has also reached the same level as Lynn in the past.

With a clear shout, the killing move that had been accumulated for a long time came down with a bang, determined to achieve the goal in one fell swoop.

Dumbledore, unable to conceal his shock, suppressed his emotions, and started a raging fire to support Euphemia.

There was no time to escape, and no way to resist. The two-way attack from the sky and the ground completely cut off the retreat of the two monsters who were still holding on to hope, and knocked them down again.

This is the anger of the wizards, and it is also the continuation and end of the thousands of years long war.

Compared to the illusory and almighty gods, wizards only believe in truth and priceless freedom.

Leviathan, which has lasted from the era of the Hogwarts Big Four to the present day, has encountered an unprecedented but inevitable defeat.

This is an outcome that no false god had ever imagined before today.

There are only a handful of false gods who did not come to participate in the war or stay at the headquarters. Once the decisive battle here is lost, the thousand-year plan will be completely wasted.

A carefully set up large net turned into a self-defeating cage and a death warrant, and also an ambush site that encompassed most of Leviathan's power.

The first to die was the Lion False God, who had already been devastated to the point of being extremely weak.

It came with great majesty, but in despair it was beheaded by a blow from Dumbledore's sword, and its tough body was weathered and broken by the curse, leaving no trace.

Bayer, who was at the end of his rope, seemed to see his own future and let out a piercing scream, followed by a deafening explosion.

Unwilling to perish, it detonated its crown, and its body was ablaze with dark magic power, and it crashed headfirst into the shadow of a giant tree towering into the sky.

"boom--"