I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"I don't know," Malfoy grinned, "but I know that he is doing something that no one is allowed to disturb, and that's enough."

The members of the Star Society raised their wands and declared war on Dumbledore.

Dumbledore had a complicated expression, for their king.

But what John is doing now is beyond what Dumbledore can accept.

That power is enough to destroy the whole of London.

John restrained Voldemort with his left hand and held the golden cup high with his right hand. Harry was still under the Soul-Eating Curse.

Their shapes form a triangle.

John poured the last of the material into the gold cup.

It was a Philosopher's Stone.

The blood-colored magic stone slowly floated up.

Unintelligible murmurs came from the golden cup.

It is an ancient language that only three people can understand.

Filling the hall.

A magic circle appeared on the golden cup.

Voldemort looked at the Philosopher's Stone greedily. He was sure that this was what he had always dreamed of getting.

If he wasn't restrained now, he would have gone to snatch it even at the risk of being left behind.

Dumbledore took action, and the Order of the Phoenix also took action.

Without caring about being wary of the Death Eaters, they attacked the Star Order.

Neville held off Sirius, Fleur intercepted Tonks, Cedric faced Lupin, and Percy, Kim, and Malfoy attacked Dumbledore at the same time.

But Dumbledore was too powerful. He fought off the three men, waving his wand.

A powerful magical force formed a spell and fell on the huge magic field.

Let the magic field tremble.

John's face hardened, and the Philosopher's Stone fell into the golden cup.

The touch of the two symbolizes the fusion of taboos.

Overflowing golden sands, floating souls, and the magic stone.

Under the impact of huge magical power, the three were fused into a magic circle by John.

"The great taboo that controls time, life and death, and creation, the combination of the three is..."

John grasped hard with his right hand, forced to merge with the magic power.

"Holy Grail."

The sun-like golden color faded and the sky above London changed color.

A huge tremor was heard, warning of the birth of something that defied the heavens.

A huge crack appeared in the ground of the Ministry of Magic, and the stars on the dome dimmed.

John turned his gaze sharply towards Voldemort, and the golden thread between the two men trembled continuously.

It seems to be about to break.

Both bodies were under tremendous stress.

John wears a crown, holds the Holy Grail, and his pupils turn into vertical pupils.

A sense of fatality was transmitted into Voldemort's heart.

Voldemort's brain gave him an early warning, causing him to instinctively close his eyes.

"The soul is back."

Casting spells without a wand.

Voldemort's body suddenly stiffened, and the balance of the golden thread collapsed.

Drilling towards the wand, the two lost their balance and fell, and ghosts appeared around Voldemort.

John nearly fell, but his eyes remained fixed on Voldemort.

This also means that the realm between them is about to dissipate.

The Star Society became even more frantic, and Jin swooped over and interrupted the spell Dumbledore was about to cast.

Percy rushed forward and slid to grab Dumbledore's left leg. Malfoy roared and rushed forward to knock the centenarian away, but he was caught and thrown away.

These three people seemed to be invincible and kept hindering Dumbledore.

John walked towards Voldemort step by step, and Voldemort, who was attacked by the backlash, was unable to move.

He never dreamed that he would be plotted against by a student who had not yet graduated.

This brief stiffness will cost him his life.

The fear of death continued to hit Voldemort's mind.

"Tom, you're defeated."

John stood in front of him and said calmly, "The third time."

"No--!" Voldemort couldn't accept it.

Time, location, people and harmony.

John occupied three parties.

He replaced the core with a feather plucked from Fawkes.

After Voldemort and Dumbledore were exhausted, the flashback produced by the characteristics of the wand core was used to trap Voldemort.

Under the pressure of magic, both sides used the Death Eye to launch a sneak attack, and then used Soul Return unexpectedly.

"Thirds is the limit. I accept your soul."

Dark air flowed from John's eyes; he had consumed too much energy.

One of the super magic crystals in his left hand went out.

The Holy Grail continuously transmits a terrifying suppressive force, suppressing people.

John let go of the Holy Grail, pointed his wand at Voldemort, and murmured in ancient language, "Soul, return."

More white smoke floated out from Voldemort's body.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, Voldemort's soul was extracted.

Harry's eyes widened as he witnessed everything.

When Voldemort saw his own body, he rarely lost his composure.

"No, that's impossible!"

But John would not give him time to sigh, he approached Voldemort step by step.

John staggered, exhausted, frowning and waving his wand.

"Soul, come back!" he roared, sucked away Voldemort's soul, and turned it into a silver light and entered the wand.

Voldemort felt a white blur in front of his eyes, and his soul was sucked into a strange space.

When he looked up again, three people appeared in front of Voldemort.

That is……

Tom Riddle.

...

What the Grim Reaper wants is Voldemort's soul, and John needs to gather it for him.

It seems that the soul is condensed in the Holy Grail.

John was a little dazed, and Voldemort was defeated by him.

Now, all we have to do is resurrect Heinrich.

It seems that everything is settled.

Holy Grail.

Forbidden fusion.

As long as he gets his soul back, John can do something that no one has ever accomplished before.

The grand idea made John use all his strength.

The Death Eaters looked as if the sky had fallen.

Their masters had their souls sucked out.

John held the wand, and he only needed the last two.

He turned his attention to Harry, who was still being restrained.

John walked over, raised his wand, and said, "Remember what I said, Harry?"

"Be sure to take your ticket with you."

Harry realized with surprise that it wasn't a dream.

He looked at John, at the wand.

It was that wand that drew out Voldemort's soul.

just now.

Is John going to use it to extract his soul, too?

He looked at the gradually dissipating ghosts, and among them there was a couple who wanted to come and help him.

But John remained unmoved, raising his wand and moving it towards Harry little by little.

...

With Voldemort's soul gone, only his body remained.

The flashback of the two ends.

In everyone's opinion, John was about to take action against Harry at this moment.

Dumbledore used offensive spells to repel Malfoy, Percy fell into a coma, and King was pinned down by a conjured house-elf statue.

He waved his wand in smooth, wide movements and looked towards John, a look of sadness on his face.

"John, you're still on that path."

Even though he couldn't bear it, he couldn't watch John extract Harry's soul.

A huge amount of magic power was released from the Elder Wand, and its power was raised to a new level.

It fell in that direction as a thick beam of light.

Magical realm.

broken!

"The soul is back."

...

Chapter 378 I Controlled Time

Harry felt as if his body had turned to stone and his soul was floating.

It was not a good experience and his mind went blank.

Looking down, he saw his physical body rolling its eyes, while he himself was floating.

His most secret soul was now exposed to the public.