Chapter 298: Riddle's last stroke

At this moment, in the huge round room of the Department of Mysteries, only three wizards remained.
Albus Dumbledore and Voldemort faced each other in the middle of the room, while Bellatrix Lestrange was lying trembling in the corner.
Voldemort raised his wand, and a green light rushed towards Dumbledore... but Dumbledore turned and drew away like the wind. The five golden statues smashed through the door of the Department of Mysteries and rushed in
Among them, the statues of house elves and goblins rushed towards Voldemort from the back side...Voldemort angrily issued two green lights, smashing the two statues to pieces.
But behind the house-raising elves and goblins is the statue of the horseman. Voldemort has no time to cast the third death curse... He floated towards the sky as if he had wings, and the horseman slammed into Voldemort. The previous position was shattered.
In the sky, Dumbledore has begun to command the last remaining statues of the wizard and the witch... The two statues appeared at the place where Voldemort flew, as if they had been prepared. To be bound.
But Voldemort's body disappeared in an instant, leaving only a black shadow... the black shadow exploded suddenly, exploding the statues of the wizard and the witch to pieces.
Dumbledore squinted his eyes. He turned around and saw Voldemort appearing behind him.
Voldemort's face flushed at this time, as if full of excitement and desire to fight
"Are you capable of this, Dumbledore!" he roared, "Is there anything worse?"
Voldemort spit, and then he shot another deadly spell at Dumbledore...but it missed it, hitting a table not far from Dumbledore, and a fire started.
"We all know that there are many other ways to destroy a person, Tom." Dumbledore said quietly, and he began to approach Voldemort, as if he hadn't put the battle in front of him at all:
"I must admit that just taking your life will not satisfy me!"
"It depends on whether you have this ability!" Voldemort let out a roar, and then he waved his wand. The flames that had just burned, as if alive, began to deform a little—
In the end it became a giant flame snake, surrounding Dumbledore, hissing viciously.
There was another green light, and Dumbledore, who was bound by the flames, had nowhere to hide. He raised his wand and emitted a purple light, blocking Voldemort’s death curse—
But at the same time, behind Dumbledore, the giant snake also sprang down and bit towards Dumbledore...
At this critical moment, a strange song floated from somewhere; the voice was illusory and ethereal, ethereal and mysterious, and it was exciting to hear. The flame giant who heard this sound seemed to be a little afraid and retracted again.
A cloud of flame suddenly appeared behind Dumbledore, and a crimson bird emerged from the flame and roared angrily at the flame giant in front of him.
Its body does not seem worth mentioning in front of the giant snake, but it is not afraid of this terrible flame. The golden claws pierced the head of the flame giant again and again... It took only a few rounds, Voldemort created The flame giant that came out has been wiped out.
"Good job, Fox!" Dumbledore nodded lightly at Phoenix.
"It's this phoenix again!" Voldemort frowned and mumbled.
"I said, you are very stupid to be here tonight, Tom!" A smile appeared on Dumbledore's mouth as the Phoenix appeared.
"Really... I don't think so..."
As soon as the voice fell, Voldemort suddenly felt a pain from the depths of his soul... He almost couldn't stand firmly, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.
...
Every inch of skin on the body hurts, especially the brain, as if it is about to split... As if an important organ on the body has been cut off alive... No, it should feel like two pieces.
"What did you do to me, Dumbledore?" Voldemort's voice became weakened.
"I warned you, Tom!" Dumbledore said gently, "You made the wrong choice when you came here tonight...because I have a helper!"
While talking, Dumbledore was already waving his wand.
"Ling...Ling...Ling..."
As if a bell rang, there was a tremor in the entire circular room.
But if you look closely, you can find... countless golden fragments or powder on the floor.
The five statues of witch, witch, horseman, goblin, and house elf had all been broken by Voldemort in different ways... But at this moment, their fragments began to tremble and float into the air.
"Master, be careful!" Bellatrix Lestrange shouted in her hoarse voice.
"Go away, Bella... this is not a battle that you can touch!" Voldemort's trembling voice warned ~ EbookFREE.me ~ all the fragments and powder were moving towards Voldemort's place at a very fast speed The location flew away.
Due to the warning from the Dark Lord, Bellatrix subconsciously lay down on the ground again... But there were still pieces of statue fragments tearing the skin of her back, making her wailing again and again.
In fact, if she is standing now, these debris will be enough to take her life.
Voldemort, who was in the center of the whirlpool, obviously couldn't be so lucky. He endured the severe pain and tremblingly raised his wand
He conjured a silver shield from the thin air and stood in front of him; every time those golden fragments hit the shield, they made a low sound like a gong, which was a bit creepy.
However, the shield can only block a frontal attack, but cannot do anything about attacks from the side and behind.
One after another bloodstains ran across Voldemort's body, his robe was torn apart, and his body was dripping with blood...
...
"You lost, Tom!" Dumbledore walked to a position less than ten yards from Voldemort, but he did not relax his vigilance at all, and stared firmly into Voldemort's eyes.
"Dumbledore, what did you do to me?" Voldemort asked weakly, still shaking his wand.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think I know..." Dumbledore shrugged.
The two faced each other quietly, neither of them wanted or dared to move.
At this moment, a rush of footsteps came from outside the Department of Mystery Affairs.
"I think you lost, Dumbledore!" Voldemort's weak face suddenly showed a grim smile.
At the same time, a figure broke into the Department of Mysteries.
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