Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"I failed to bring good things to Frank and Alice, but I promise to make you pay for your evil deeds."

The flames started and the paper turned into embers.

"call--"

When the last corner burned out, the fire rose again.

"The flames are blazing."

This is the most common fire spell.

It's not a rune, nor a fierce fire, nor is it some ancient magic that has been lost for many years.

It doesn't have the agility of level 4 magic, nor the fervor of level 5 magic. It just looks ordinary.

But to a discerning person, it is no less terrifying than any other kind of fire - and even has more terrifying and unique properties.

"Do not!--"

Amid miserable wails, flames poured down.

The fire did not burn any trees, only Bellatrix's body seemed to be in purgatory.

Each flame was agile and lively, leaping and shuttling across her body, leaving no space.

In an instant, the terrifying black color spread out.

But she was not dead yet, and even her consciousness remained clear under the effect of magic.

Just like her husband did.

Every inch of skin was carbonized and shattered in the burning, and the broken arm fell directly on the snow and shattered into pieces.

Only his eyes, filled with hatred, remained intact.

Her eyes pierced through the sea of ​​despair and she saw Lin En illuminated by the flames, and she also saw herself in his eyes.

The endless pain made her lose the will to live, but she couldn't die.

Just like the Longbottom couple who were tortured by her back then, except that she gave up resistance.

With his way, he also gave his body.

In Lynn's tit-for-tat, in this unprecedentedly cruel execution without the aid of black magic, she felt like she had turned into meaningless dust.

But she was always awake, able to feel all the pain accurately, until her body was turned into charcoal by just the right flame, and her soul was shattered in the calcination.

In the last moments of her life, she suddenly realized in her recollection that she had fallen into the trap from the very beginning.

She thought she knew everything about Lynn, but in fact she knew nothing about his growth.

The information is still from eleven years ago, with only a few words added, and it is already outdated.

However, the black magic that she was so proud of seemed to be unilaterally transparent and meaningless in front of him.

The towering shadow of the World Tree stood before her, and she saw no hope of victory.

Then she lost her mind and then everything.

The battle that should have lasted for a long time collapsed at the first touch.

If only... I could hold on until my master arrives.

On her deathbed, she looked towards the distant battlefield, her heart filled with regret and unwillingness.

There are no ifs in everything.

Her vocal cords had been completely burned, and she could only open her mouth in vain, using her last bit of strength to silently curse Lin En, which attracted mocking looks and even more intense burning sensation.

Compared to Rodolphus, Bella's remains were more like dry firewood in winter, and were quickly destroyed.

Soon, in her eyes, the whole world was filled with silence and irreversible darkness.

Suddenly, she noticed Lin En's fear and surprise.

Maybe it's the master...

As she thought this, she tried to open her eyes, but her consciousness slipped away like the tide, never to return.

Bellatrix came to the end of her life.

Before the almost collapsed black shadow arrived.

Chapter 83 The gap to the top

"Lynn Eric! How dare you-!"

Voldemort roared at the top of his lungs.

In a rage, the magic power around him surged wildly.

The sea of ​​fire was extinguished in an instant, revealing the snowy field under the night sky.

Everything was the same as before, except Bella.

Except for the head that was deliberately left at the end and could still be vaguely recognized, her entire body had turned to charcoal, from the inside out.

"Why shouldn't I?" Lynn raised her wand, looked at the furious Voldemort, and said sarcastically, "When did you become so affectionate as master and servant? Do you want her to have the last name Riddle as well?"

"Good! Very good! It seems that these flashy magics have made you even more arrogant, Mudblood boy!"

Voldemort laughed in anger, and a dark ghost figure picked up Bella's body and soared into the sky.

"Then I will show you what the power of the Dark Lord is! Avada Kedavra!"

As he spoke, beams of emerald green light descended from the sky, and the power of a casual strike was far greater than Bella's full strength.

Even if it is at the end of its strength, even if it is powerless to fight back against Dumbledore, it is still not a powerful enemy that wizards below the top can confront head-on.

Even Lin En was afraid and didn't want to rush into the fight.

The shadow of the World Tree quickly retracted, and Redo's symbol suddenly lit up, allowing him to move more than ten meters in an instant, avoiding the murderous spell.

The big tree on the spell route was not so lucky.

A big hole was blown in the middle of the thick trunk, and the ancient tree that had stood for hundreds of years collapsed.

Voldemort's attainments in the Killing Curse are probably unparalleled in history, as he was able to make a spell targeting the soul so destructive.

This power reminded Lynn of the summer eleven years ago.

At that time, he was also facing this kind of magic, almost dancing on the edge of a knife.

But now he is no longer the young man who could only flee in a panic.

Furious, he rushed out of cover, wand raised high.

"Stop looking down on me! You old man with no nose! Get off!"

A majestic red light shot up into the sky, slightly brighter than when it attacked Lockhart.

"Little tricks."

The only response he received was Voldemort's sneer of contempt.

"Avada Kedavra!"

With a wave of his hand, the swift killing curse arrived first.

With every gesture and movement, not only has the original nature been wildly extended, but it has even reached the level of doing whatever one wants.

The stunning spell dissipated instantly, and the terrifyingly powerful Unforgivable Curse came out of nowhere.

Lin En had no choice but to move again, stirring up countless snowflakes.

Although he had been defeated by Dumbledore and was seriously injured, he was still standing at the top of the wizarding world. Even if he was in a miserable state, he should not be underestimated.

“Tsk…bah!”

Lin En, who was covered in snow, spat viciously and looked to the other side.

Dumbledore stopped far away, holding his wand to guard him.

The tension had mostly dissipated, and Dumbledore's tall, crooked nose seemed a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"We're just getting started! Come on!"

He shook off the ice and snow, and with a flip of his hand, a dozen huge metal balls spun into the air, emitting cold light.

He wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and the most powerful wizard.

With Dumbledore here, the timing is perfect.

In the far north where runes originated, the light of magic once again illuminates the night sky.

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"Sand...sand...sand..."

On the desolate snowfield, the cold was even worse in the second half of the night, and the mist from the exhaled breath was icy.

Even if there is no wind or snow, people still feel shy.

Picking up Bella's wand, Lynn looked at the night sky as the clouds disappeared, thinking back to the previous battle.

Objectively speaking, neither side can do anything to the other.

But the nature is completely different.

Voldemort had no way to deal with Lynn. No matter whether he was weak or in his prime, as long as it was not a sneak attack, there was no way to stop him from evacuating calmly.

Not even Dumbledore could do it, not even he.

But that's all.

Once they come into direct confrontation, the overwhelming gap in strength will be fully revealed.

They could move forward and backward freely without any pressure, and even the evacuation was very sudden.

He, who had just been suppressing Lin En, made a feint, picked up Bella and left, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Lynn was unaware, and Dumbledore had no intention of stopping him.

One is the Dark Lord who is at the end of his strength but cannot be truly killed, and the other is a witch who has completely lost her breath. There is no need to stop them.

The trip has been completed.

Rather than the futile blocking and chasing, Lin En's condition concerned him more.

After all, as the other party in this hastily concluded battle, Lynn's shortcomings were clearly visible.

Although he possessed magical reserves that even Dumbledore was amazed at, he was still unable to pose a real threat to the Dark Lord.

Rune combines modern magic with various ancient magic and alchemy props to assist, which has been his style for many years.

He is good at both offense and defense, and has a variety of methods at his disposal, making him invincible when facing other wizards.

Transformation, dueling, defense, elements... in every type of magic, he is as good as the masters who have practiced it for decades.

Coupled with the iconic rune magic and powerful mana second only to the three most powerful wizards, even a strong man like Snape would be completely suppressed and unable to fight back.

If he didn't hesitate to use his trump cards, the pressure he felt in front of a top wizard would not be weaker than Dumbledore's.

But in front of the wizard at the top, his advantage not only disappeared, but became a limitation.

Even the strongest defense cannot withstand Voldemort's Killing Curse head-on and is helpless.

In Voldemort's eyes, the endless means of attack were just flashy and could be suppressed with just the Killing Curse.

As for his infallible magical powers, even though Voldemort's condition was already at its worst, he only had a slight advantage.

Just as he had said in his self-assessment, facing these powerful wizards at the top, he could retreat calmly, but he could not threaten the other side by himself.

There is more than enough success but not enough progress.

Family members know their own business, so Lin En could only sigh.

The progress bar for [Magical Knowledge] seemed to have reached the halfway point, but it was still a long way off.

Although [Rune Magic] and [Transfiguration] can still improve after reaching level six, the progress is slow and cannot be achieved overnight.

There is no room for progress in other areas and the situation is extremely embarrassing.

"Cough cough!"