Chapter 297: The battle of white and black

Voldemort has appeared in the middle of the hall.
He looked tall and thin, with a black mask on his face, pale and haggard, like a snake, with scarlet pupils staring around him.
Kingsley Shaker carefully guarded Harry behind him and looked at Voldemort with a vigilant look; at the same time, the other members of the Order of the Phoenix also surrounded Harry and formed a circle.
"Master!" Bellatrix rushed over and lay down at his feet and sobbed: "Master, I'm sorry... we failed to complete your task..."
"Quiet, Bella," Voldemort said majesticly, "I'll clean up you later, do you think I came to the Ministry of Magic to listen to you crying and apologizing?"
Bellatrix stepped back timidly.
"Are you going to stop me?" Voldemort looked coldly at Kingsley who was standing at the front.
Kingsley didn't answer, but opened his arms, ready to protect Harry tightly.
Voldemort slowly raised his wand--
"Wait, Tom!" A majestic voice came from behind Voldemort: "Your opponent is me!"
Albus Dumbledore was standing in front of them, the door leading to the foyer, his wand held high above his head, his pale face full of anger.
Harry only felt a rush of electricity flowing through his body, and his whole body was full of power as if he had been encouraged.
"Let's go!" Kingsley grabbed Harry's hand and motioned for him to leave this side quickly.
Harry noticed that his hands were already covered with sweat.
"We have to find your friends and catch the rest of the Death Eaters!" Kingsley explained, pointing to the room full of crystal balls, where there are still plenty of Death Eaters and Aurors. We are fighting.
"But Voldemort..."
"Dumbledore will fix him!"
...
"Why... Voldemort yelled, his face somewhat solemn: "Dumbledore! "
He raised his wand, and a green light rushed towards Dumbledore, but Dumbledore turned away like a gust of wind.
"You came here tonight. It was definitely the wrong choice, Tom!" Dumbledore said gently, and several golden statues appeared beside him as if they were alive.
Witches, witches, goblins, house elves, and horsemen, the five statues began to surround Voldemort from different directions.
"I think this will be your burial place, Dumbledore!" There was a grinning smile on Voldemort's face, which was full of confidence at the same time.
"It looks like you are prepared, Tom?" Dumbledore said casually.
Bellatrix at Voldemort's feet giggled and said, "Of course, the Dark Lord knows you will come, Dumbledore!"
"Shut up, Bella!" Voldemort said coldly, "You seem to be ready, Dumbledore... Don't you think I avoided you for a year because I was afraid of you?"
"Of course I don't think so." Dumbledore shook his head gently: "But today, I have a helper!"
"You should know what to do?" Without paying attention to the two opponents in front of him, Dumbledore turned his head and looked at the phoenix flying beside him.
Fox glanced at her master worriedly, but she nodded anyway.
She was nowhere to be seen except for a flash of golden fire.
...
"Fox..." Jon saw the phoenix that suddenly appeared next to him, with a smile on his face: "You are finally here."
Fox fluttered his wings quickly, looking at Jon, his eyes full of anxiety and desire.
"I know..." Jon nodded. "You can go back now and fight with Dumbledore... Just leave it to me here."
Phoenix didn't reply. As Jon's voice just fell, she had turned into a golden flame again, and there was no trace. It looks like she has returned to the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic.
Now that the time is almost up, Jon has to start his own plan-
He looked at the room in front of him. This was Dolores Umbridge’s office... Half an hour ago, Jon took two things from the responsive house and brought them here.
One is Tom Riddle's young diary, and the other is Ravenclaw's crown.
Both are the Horcruxes of Voldemort. Now, both Horcruxes were placed unharmed on Umbridge's desk, underneath a pile of Ministry documents.
As early as the end of the first grade, Jon already knew the location of these two Horcruxes; however, he was not strong at the time, so he did not deal with these two Horcruxes, and what he was waiting for was exactly today.
Jon took a few steps back, took out his wand, and at the same time took out the silver-white octahedron of Grindelwald-the "Mithra Core".
...
There are not many ways to deal with Horcruxes, and one of them is to rely on "fierce fire." In the original book, Crabbe's summoned fierce fire accidentally helped Harry Potter and his party destroy Ravenclaw's crown.
Fierce fire is a kind of terrible black magic. They are magic fires that are constantly becoming stronger and stronger. They can mimic the form of some monsters and continuously chase and kill all objects that can be burned regardless of the enemy or the enemy.
Similarly, fierce fire is a kind of extremely dangerous and uncontrollable black magic. Its greatest feature is that it does not distinguish between enemy and us. The reason why Harfon-Mont and Nelida-Vokanova gave it such a terrible name is that there is a warning that "fire-playing people will burn themselves". Because it is too dangerous, few dark wizards in history dared to scale it, even Voldemort is no exception.
Jon had completely learned how to summon Li Huo in the book "The Secret of Cutting-edge Black Magic", but based on his knowledge in black magic, he obviously did not dare to use these flames at will.
But there is a way, and that is to use Grindelwald's "Mithra Core". In addition to memory, Li Huo is also the key to this small box.
Gellert Grindelwald, he is one of the few dark wizards in history who can easily use fierce fire.
The method he came up with is actually very simple... that is to use the Mithra core to amplify the weak fierce fire, so that the amplified fierce fire has the terrible destructive power of the real fierce fire, and at the same time it needs to be controlled. Much easier.
It was with this method that he created the fire in Paris that almost destroyed the entire city...
I got the small box from Grindelwald; in the past six months, Jon has made many attempts-
And now, it's time to practice.
...
Jon took out his wand and whispered the spell softly... Soon, a handful of hairy flames appeared in front of him; although small, the fire was full of raiding and fear.
Jon tried hard to control it and drive it away... It took a lot of effort to let it enter the Mithra core.
Then he felt the small silver-white box in his hand~EbookFREE.me~ began to become hot at a very fast speed...
Jon didn't dare to neglect, he quickly threw it forward... The moment it touched the ground, the small silver box was suddenly opened!
At the same time, countless terrifying flames began to swarm out from all directions of the small box... The flames soared into the air, forming a bunch of ferocious beasts: burning serpents, silver dragons and fire dragons.
They started to burn everything around. The kittens on the surrounding walls began to make heartbreaking shouts, and then one by one was swallowed by flames...
Tom Riddle's diary began to be enveloped in flames; Ravenclaw's golden crown was no exception.
These cursed flame monsters threw them one after another as if celebrating...a tar-colored, blood-like thing, began to overflow from around the two Horcruxes, and Jon could also hear Voldemort using two Kind of different sounds, making a violent cry.
He knew that his plan had been completed. Waved his magic wand, the small silver box on the floor flew back to his side.
As he was about to close the door, Jon suddenly noticed that there was another short and fat woman in the office.
Dolores Umbridge, she had been lying on the floor here in a coma, and now she was gradually awakened by the scorching heat of the flames; at the same time, the flame monsters seemed to have spotted her and began to approach her.
Jon frowned slightly, and he calmly shouted, "Umbridge is flying here."
As the half-awake toad flew out of the room, it hit the wall behind Jon... the office door was completely closed.
Jon put away his wand and strode back upstairs.
I didn't pay any attention to the tragic calls in the room.
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