I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"It's me?" Voldemort laughed loudly, then pointed his wand at Dumbledore and shouted, "It's you! Dumbledore!"

"It's your distrust that kills him!"

The cold, high-pitched voice brought endless chill.

Hermione stepped back and screamed, "This isn't real!"

“It’s true, little girl.” Voldemort liked to see their painful and powerless expressions. He stroked their lips with his blood-red tongue. “I used the most evil and painful poison to poison that arrogant guy to death.”

"Even I have to admit that he was excellent. His death brought me endless joy."

He pretended to think and said, "Let me guess. He must have been kneeling there begging for mercy, begging others to end his life? Wasn't the sunset filled with his screams?"

Every word was like a knife, cutting Hermione's heart.

She had difficulty breathing and covered her chest with her hands.

Her good friend.

John, dead?

The most evil and painful poison.

Hermione's tears began to fall as her mind was filled with the image of John collapsing with black blood spitting out of his mouth.

Harry felt uncomfortable. That John was dead?

He saw that Luna was fine, and he was startled and asked curiously, "Why aren't you sad?"

Luna blinked and said firmly, "John said he's fine."

Her words seemed to suggest that John could come back to life even if he died.

"Avada Kedavra"

Voldemort took action immediately when sadness filled the air.

All the preparations he had made before were for the action at this moment.

Dumbledore turned and disappeared in a whirl of his robes, avoiding the green light.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Voldemort.

At the same time, Dumbledore waved his wand and all the statues in the fountain came to life, and the witches rushed towards Bellatrix and Lucius.

Lupin, who had just escaped, ran into Drogon, who had also just escaped, and the two started fighting.

The centaurs rushed towards Voldemort, who suddenly disappeared and then reappeared next to the pool.

He shot a green beam at Dumbledore, but it was blocked by the elf statue that was pulled over.

The golden wizard protected Harry and the others, but there were too many of them.

After Voldemort made an imaginary move and fired a spell at Dumbledore, he raised his wandless hand and swung it vigorously.

The wizard statue flew to the side as if it had been hit hard.

Ancient magic.

Revealing Harry and the others, Voldemort shot out fierce green lightning.

It was too late for Harry and the others to react.

Lupin was too late to rescue.

A beam of white light penetrated the golden gate from behind and touched the green lightning.

With the junction as the center point, a terrifying explosion extended out.

Blow people away.

There were crackling sounds of electric arcs jumping in the air.

Harry and the others were covered in dust and looked up at the people who came out.

Above the luxurious robe is a silver mask.

When Voldemort saw the man, he screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "Who are you?"

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Chapter 370 I, the Fire Dragon

Silver mask.

That silver mask!

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Even Dumbledore looked puzzled.

The tit-for-tat war of the century came to a temporary halt.

Their eyes were focused on the newcomer.

Six white masks and one silver mask.

The white mask wore a white cloak, while the silver mask wore a dark green robe, but they gave off a different aura of superiority.

The stars on their chests are so dazzling.

As they walked in, everyone was focused on one question.

Who is he?

Voldemort's eyes were fixed on the newcomer.

He knew that the man was dead.

The enemy who had destroyed the Horcruxes, the enemy who had led the bloody killings and forced the Death Eaters to surrender.

That person is definitely dead.

He can guarantee that.

That poison was filled with curses and evil thoughts.

It is the product of a curse and the embodiment of evil thoughts.

Even Dumbledore will die.

He is just a student.

What's more, the person he sent to poison had already confirmed that the person was dead in public.

impossible.

There was no way anyone could survive.

Voldemort, who was not panicked even when facing Dumbledore, actually showed a trace of panic in his eyes.

That's a fake.

As he thought about this, he suddenly felt more confident.

Harry couldn't understand why Voldemort was so agitated.

Didn't he know Johnny Silverhand?

"who am I?"

He stopped and a light scolding with a smile was uttered.

He tilted his head, making the silver mask look even more mischievous in its mystery.

His eyes swept over the people waiting for his answer, and two eagle cries were heard in the mysterious sky above the Ministry of Magic.

Silver Mask took a step forward, holding the wand in his left hand.

He walked past Harry without moving his eyes to Harry's body.

"who am I?"

He repeated the question and smiled.

“I am an apprentice and a pioneer.”

He raised his wand, and the bright white light turned into a whip with electric light, which swept across the floor of the hall, tied up the golden wizard statue, and smashed it towards Voldemort.

Voldemort raised his wand to block the attack, and a silver shield condensed in front of him. He raised his hand and turned the wizard statue into a cannonball and flew towards the silver mask.

"I am a seeker of truth, but also someone who has violated taboos."

Silver Mask raised his hand, covered his right hand with silver, and cast a wandless spell to stop the wizard statue.

Many cracks appeared on the statue, and it finally broke into hundreds of pieces and shot towards Voldemort.

Dumbledore also took the opportunity to attack, waving his wand and chanting silently, causing Voldemort to be hit by the impact and collide with the fragments of the statue.

Voldemort, the Dark Lord, has more than just these tricks. His bright silver shield can block shocks and attacks.

After he struggled hard to break free, he flew into the air.

There was a faint sound of thunder above the dome, causing Voldemort to look up.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky.

"I am the summoner of thunder and lightning, and also the ancient dragon speaker."

The magic wand in the Silver Mask's hand slashed down from top to bottom, and a huge thunder accompanied by ferocious lightning pierced through the ground.

Voldemort used his wand to hold back the lightning, and his robes were blown.

He grasped a ball of fire in his left hand, which turned into a giant fire snake to fight against thunder and lightning.

Dumbledore waved his wand a few times at the pool next to him, and the water in it hit Voldemort and enveloped him.

"I am the master who created the stars, and I am also the alchemist who seeks the truth."

A ball of white light the size of a basketball condensed on the tip of the Silver Mask's staff. He took a step forward and threw it towards the water prison as if throwing it.

Voldemort broke free from the water prison, his face changed, and he pointed his wand at the ground.

The bricks on the ground quickly piled up to form a wall, and were hit by the white light and turned into dust.

“I have my own followers.”

The silver hand snapped its fingers, and invisible waves shattered the buildings around Voldemort.

The wand was raised and pointed at the falling wizard fragments, which turned into angry puppies that surrounded Voldemort.

Voldemort was furious and drew a circle around his body with his wand, and all the puppies shattered.

Dumbledore cast a Sleeping Curse, which Voldemort dodged.

"They call me Lord, Your Excellency, the Good Man."

The Silver Mask stopped and pointed his wand out continuously like a band conductor.

The puppies seemed to come alive one by one and combined into a big dog that pounced on Voldemort.

Voldemort was harassed so badly that he opened his hands and let out a sharp, cold, soul-piercing sound.

The big dog shattered like a statue, and Harry and the others felt as if their heads were about to explode.

The glass of the Ministry of Magic was shattered and fell down in pieces.

Bellatrix tried to join in, but was looked at by the Silver Mask, and she met those eyes.

Her body stiffened and part of her left hand began to turn to stone.

"I have eyes that kill, and scales that can swim in fire."

Voldemort blocked one of Dumbledore's attacks and shot a beam of green light at the silver mask.

"I have a deadly poison, a fire that melts everything."

The figure disappeared from the spot, and when it reappeared, the silver mask emitted red light behind Voldemort.

Voldemort dodged the attack.

Dumbledore swung his staff around like a whip, and a long, thin flame shot out from the tip of the staff and wrapped around Voldemort.

Voldemort summoned the silver shield again and was bypassed and tied up.