Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

In the face of this killing curse of unprecedented power, even the most powerful wizard could only dodge or transform himself into an object to block it.

As it should be.

But Lynn didn't move, just watched the beam of light coming closer and closer.

"Ewaz."

The clear words reached Bella's ears, and the cruel grin froze instantly.

She was horrified to find that the tall yew tree rushed out of Lynn's body.

The shadow condensed to the extreme enveloped him, and every line was clearly visible.

The moment they met, the life-taking light dissipated, leaving only a crack.

In her eyes, what was before her was not a purple-robed shadow, but an unshakable world.

Purple hat, the world tree.

This is Lynn's strongest defense, just like Voldemort's silver shield.

This is also the highest skill he has honed for ten years, the pinnacle of the twenty-four runes.

It is both magical and physical.

This is a good way to resist the killing curse that targets the soul and magic, although the price is also high.

Any damage to the World Tree will cost Lin En, the carrier, both magic power and physical strength.

His expression changed slightly as he forcibly resisted the killing curse, but he pretended to be calm: "Is this all you can do?"

The contemptuous question made Bella completely lose her mind.

She had never thought that the killing curse could be resisted by magic, so she attacked with all her might like a madman. The strange black magic, wrapped in countless poisons and curses, swept over like an overwhelming force.

But under the purple-shirted shadow, everything was in vain.

Lynn just walked towards Bella step by step, casting one rune magic after another.

Rune Uluz of Strength.

Gift of Luan Keefer.

Harvest of Rune Jera.

The victorious Rune Divas.

Rune Menards of Ego.

Balanced Rune Ingvarz.

And finally, the grown-up Rune Daggs.

Seven is a magical number.

The seven-colored light wrapped around Lin's body, affecting his well-proportioned and strong body.

With every step forward, Bella became more terrified.

Amid the heavy bombardment, she became more and more terrified, the madness on her face faded, and her steps became increasingly disordered.

She tried to escape, but invisible restraints rose from the ground and held her in place.

That is Rune Nito the Bound, and Rune Hagraz the Restricted.

Then, frost rose and the withered lower body turned into an ice sculpture.

His eyes, filled with madness, looked confused and his pupils gradually dilated.

Lin En had walked in front of her, and the purple-clothed shadow so close to her was very oppressive.

She could even see the marks of the spell, and the damaged areas were slowly repairing themselves.

The magic wand disappeared quietly, the fist was raised high, and the floating cannon beside him changed its shape and turned into hard brass knuckles.

"I will crush you in the most un-wizard way possible."

As Lin En calmly declared, Rune turned into light and shadow and seeped into his body.

"For Frank and Alice."

"Bam—"

"Click——"

A dull collision sounded.

Shattered ice and the bones of Death Eaters.

Bella's body was like an arrow shot from a bow, mixed with blood and tears, flying through the air and hitting the outer wall of the camp.

"Boom——"

The stone wall collapsed, smashing her into a bloody mess.

The wailing that was so shrill that it didn't sound like a human voice echoed in the night sky.

Even with the help of rune, fists are still not the wizard's weapon, and this punch is only an external injury.

It shattered her dignity.

The firelight illuminated Lynn's figure, and also revealed Bella's deepest fear.

The slender wand reappeared in his palm, and the shining tip of the wand was brewing new magic.

Chapter 82 The End

"Tom, your Fiendfyre is still so crude, far inferior to Gellert's."

In the woods, facing Voldemort who was far from his prime, Dumbledore waved his hand nonchalantly, and the Fiendfyre was extinguished.

Then, a thin red light shot out from the tip of the wand and headed straight for Voldemort's soul.

It was one of Dumbledore's most powerful attacks, and no one knew its true name.

"Dumbledore!—"

Amidst the piercing scream, the dark soul exploded, and nearly half of the soul was burned out, turning into a silver-white shield.

The emerald crest of Slytherin adorns it.

Sensing a huge crisis, the Dark Lord used Salazar Slytherin's Absolute Defense without any hesitation.

A strong man breaks his wrist.

"clang--"

With a dull gong-like sound, the red light shattered, but the shield remained intact.

In the collision of spear and shield, Voldemort scored a goal, but he showed no joy, but a ferocious look instead.

He saw the red glow of the Elder Wand again, without a gap.

His shield was on the verge of disintegration as his magic power was exhausted.

Without a physical body, even if he burned his soul, it would be difficult for him to drive such ultimate skills.

“Don’t be so complacent, you old bastard! You can’t kill me!” At the end of his rope, Voldemort’s remaining soul roared at the top of his lungs, but he couldn’t contain the fear in his heart. “When I come back, I promise to tear you into pieces!”

"You can't come back, Tom." Dumbledore said calmly, "We will find your Horcruxes one by one, and finally give you a real death, just like the most ordinary mortal."

His eyes were deep, revealing his majesty and sharpness.

"You! Hugh! Think!"

Upon hearing the word "mortal", Voldemort, who regarded himself as the immortal Dark Lord, fell into unprecedented madness.

But he did not lose his mind, but became calmer.

Accompanied by a shrill howl, the soul exploded again.

The surging magic power turned into black mist, mixed with toxins and curses, and spread instantly.

Even Dumbledore had to stop and completely eliminate this powerful and harmful black magic.

In a matter of seconds, Voldemort's remaining soul took advantage of the chaos to pass through the barrier of the aperture and escape into the distance.

Like ice and snow exposed to the sun, its soul quickly melted and the heart-wrenching pain made it scream continuously.

At this moment, he was even more miserable and weaker than in the summer, and he would certainly not be able to recover for a year or two.

But he could not be completely eliminated after all.

As long as there is any Horcrux in this world, his soul will not be completely destroyed.

The torn soul will eventually find a carrier and integrate into it.

For example, the main body, or... the Horcrux.

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"Expelliarmus."

A flash of red light hit Bella right in the chest.

Bricks and rocks flew everywhere, and her body flew into the air and fell to the ground again.

The wand, which he had never lost even in the most painful moments, flew out of his hand and was kept by Lynn.

With a thought, the ancient book opened by itself, revealing a piece of parchment that looked very new.

"Again...it's this damn book again...cough cough cough!"

Bella struggled to stand up, one arm hanging strangely and a terrible dent in her chest.

The ice pierced through her robe, and blood kept flowing, mixing with the snow and water.

Every time he spoke a word, his violent coughing would bring out a lot of blood foam, which turned into tiny ice crystals before it hit the ground.

No one knew how many bones she had broken.

Years of exile and black magic experiments made her magical powers increasingly powerful, but also almost drained her body.

Countless reversible and irreversible injuries are like Voldemort's lost nose, some hidden and some visible.

Having lost her wand and being seriously injured, she had no ability to resist and could only stare at Lin En and the unforgettable ancient book in his hand.

Lynn Eric's Magic Book

This is a rare item made by Lynn himself, inspired by a dilapidated ancient book in the restricted area that no one cared about.

Fragments of fragmentary knowledge can turn decay into magic when encountered, and verify the truth of the conjecture by the proficiency panel.

It took him five years, from second grade to sixth grade, and expended countless efforts to create the prototype of the magic book.

This title is both his pride and his ambition.

He believed that he could create legendary items no less than those of the four founders of Hogwarts.

At that time, the book was still far from perfect, both in terms of material and effect.

But for him at that time, it was already the trump card in his hand.

Every loose leaf in this book carries a powerful magic.

Back then, he did not yet possess overwhelming strength, but it was with the help of this magical book of grimoires that he was able to have the last laugh in bloody battles and defeat powerful enemies one after another.

In the final battle in 1981, Rodolphus Lestrange took the initiative to block the last loose-leaf magic in order to cover Bella's escape. He watched himself turn into charcoal in the endless flames and struggled for half an hour before he died.

By then, all the Death Eaters in the manor who had not had time to escape had died.

Now, eleven years later, Lin En and his magic book are no longer the same as before.

These parchments that have stood the test of time are engraved with magic that is far more powerful than the original one. They incorporate the knowledge and power he gained from traveling around the world, and are added with amazing magic through countless precious materials.

Even after plundering the Lestrange family's accumulation of thousands of years, they only completed less than twenty pages in ten years.

Every page is the crystallization of Lin En's hard work and magic, and also his trump card to face the Dark Lord.

Today, in order to avenge his old friend, he once again used this magic book that he never left.

"You will feel very close to it, for it is made from your and your husband's family wealth, and I will give you the same death as he did. Just as you did to Frank and Alice."

The parchment that had once caused Hermione to marvel and feel so much attraction fell out of the book and floated into the air.