I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The Möbius strip exploded.

Nine ancient iron armors suddenly lit up on John's body.

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Chapter 379 I Destroyed the Savior

The red lightning is unstoppable.

Two sets of armor were shattered almost instantly, but were blocked by the third and dissipated at the same time.

Lupin, Moody, Tonks and Sirius consumed four each.

Ginny and Ron consumed two.

Nine amulets are just right.

However, John looked up in confusion at his flying wand.

He slowly lowered his gaze to the raised grapevine wood wand.

As the wand moved upward, he saw Hermione's panicked face.

The tenth one is the gentlest, most entangled, and weakest disarming spell.

But it was precisely this light that penetrated through the disappearing armor spells and fell on John.

There was confusion and disbelief in his eyes.

That spell, which was the weakest in power, caused a more damaging effect than lightning.

After being stiff for a few seconds, John exploded.

He howled towards the sky, and the black magic power on his body emanated.

Without the medium of the wand, the power of the Holy Grail overwhelmed John in an instant.

The colorful light fell heavily, and the black magic power on his body exploded directly like smoke.

The terrifying pressure instantly sent everyone except Dumbledore flying.

The black smoke entangled and devoured the magic power. John's eyes turned completely black, and his face was covered with cracks like broken porcelain.

He spoke with difficulty, "You made your choice, Hermione."

Hermione was groggy, she looked up and saw John's current appearance.

This clever witch's face had never looked so confused, panicked, and helpless.

John walked over to Harry who was undergoing soul surgery.

Voldemort's soul had been with Harry since he was one year old, and after more than a decade of changes, extracting that part also made Harry weak.

John raised his hand, and the black mist enveloped Harry. He said in a deep voice, "The deal between you and me is done."

He looked at Dumbledore. "I destroyed your savior. This is my revenge."

Throwing Harry straight over, Dumbledore used a shock-absorbing spell to catch Harry.

Sirius quickly got up and ran over, but when he saw Harry, he saw that Dumbledore was stunned.

He followed Dumbledore's gaze and saw that the scar on his forehead had disappeared.

In countless stories about Harry Potter, they all revolve around one characteristic.

Lightning-shaped scar.

And now, John extracted the soul that belonged to Voldemort.

The healing of the lightning scar means the disappearance of the savior.

John destroyed the savior that Dumbledore had spent more than ten years cultivating.

Looking into the field, John waved his hand, and the black mist blew away the statue that was suppressing Jin.

A black mist swept by, and all the people from the Star Society came to John.

He said coldly to Dumbledore, "I told you it won't be what you expect."

John spent a whole year planning and telling everyone.

Savior?

Just a joke.

His words left Dumbledore unable to refute.

That student had stood before him and said he would kill Voldemort.

And now, he did it.

John and Dumbledore stared at each other coldly, and the old man saw his own appearance in those dark eyes.

Voldemort was right, his distrust killed John Wick, who belonged to Hogwarts.

"Wand come here." John raised his hand and called for his wand.

But got no response.

"Amazing powers, Albus."

An old yet elegant, lazy and noble tone sounded with a hint of reminiscing.

John's wand, in the hands of an old man.

Even though he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, it still couldn't conceal his unusual temperament.

Both Dumbledore and John saw the man, or rather, everyone present saw it.

It was a man as old as Dumbledore, holding John's wand in his hand, and he entered here at some point.

But they could see that man standing next to Voldemort's body.

"You are such an amazing wizard. You have always been like this, you are like this now, and you will always be like this."

The old man spoke to John as if he was very familiar with John.

The Holy Grail in the air fascinated the old man, "I have to admit that you have a talent for magic that surpasses everyone else."

"The Holy Grail is flying here." He pointed his wand, and the Holy Grail, which was originally in the sky, quickly descended.

John reacted immediately and used the magic of capturing objects to grab the Holy Grail.

The red magic stone is at the bottom of the cup, and the gold inside it turns into liquid, with unimaginable magic power.

The power of time and the Philosopher's Stone brings about the effect of rejuvenation.

The old man's goal is not the Holy Grail, but the liquid inside it.

So when the liquid in it flowed down, the old man drank it.

He didn't drink much, but it freed him from old age.

Back to the age when I fought that battle.

The unusual heterochromatic eyes reveal an evil and handsome face.

Dumbledore asked with difficulty and disbelief, "How could you be... Gellert Grindelwald?"

Tilting his neck, the man smiled evilly, "The appearance of a person changed little Tom's mind. His insecurity made him feel that he needed a helper."

Obviously, there is no better helper than the previous Dark Lord.

Gellert Grindelwald.

In the great war of 1945, the first generation of Dark Lord disappeared.

While Dumbledore was struggling with Azkaban, Voldemort, who had not taken any action, went to another place.

Nurmengard.

He was released and made a deal with Voldemort.

He has always been here, or rather, he has been waiting for this time.

Grindelwald to Dumbledore: "Perhaps we need some time to reminisce, but now is not a good opportunity, so..."

"Expelliarmus"

Dumbledore was caught off guard and his wand flew out and landed in Grindelwald's hand.

Grindelwald showed no joy when he got the long-lost wand.

"John, you are an outstanding alchemist." Grindelwald looked at John.

"It's a pity that you're obsessed with something, and it makes you weak."

After saying this, Grindelwald broke the red oak wand in his hand without any reluctance.

John's face turned pale, "Stop it——!"

A soul emerged from the broken wand.

Unlike the previous one, this soul is more powerful.

Voldemort devoured several more fragments of himself.

As soon as he came out, he glanced at Grindelwald and was about to go back into his own body.

John turned into a ball of black gas and appeared in front of Voldemort in an instant, holding the Silver Wick sword.

Grindelwald calmly shot a crushing spell at the Holy Grail.

Save the Holy Grail?

Kill Voldemort?

The moment the thought came to his mind, John roared.

All his plans were disrupted at this moment.

The soul that exists within the Holy Grail is the key.

He saved the Holy Grail.

Voldemort will be killed later.

He watched helplessly as the soul he had extracted with great difficulty returned to his body.

Voldemort opened his eyes again and his heart began to beat again.

The difference is that Voldemort is now more complete than before.

The divided soul was taken back by him.

The collision of several thoughts took him a while to digest, and his eyes turned back into red vertical pupils.

"It's been a long time since I last felt this way." Voldemort's cold, high-pitched voice rang out.

His pupils flashed with a strange color, and his gaze was fixed on Grindelwald, then moved to the Holy Grail.

The holy grail that can restore youth and immortality.

His face was full of greed.

Looking across the scene, the Death Eaters were cheering.

As for the Order of the Phoenix, it was like a bereaved family.

Voldemort is alive again.

There is also a second person who appears.

Voldemort and Grindelwald.

Dark Lord vs Dark Lord.

Dumbledore took Harry's wand.

How to prevent such a combination?

John protected the Holy Grail and glanced over the combination.

Two figures fell from the sky and hovered around John.