Chapter 352
The Möbius strip exploded.
Nine ancient armors lit up on John's body in an instant.
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Chapter 379 I destroyed the savior
The red lightning is overwhelming.
It shattered two sets of armor almost instantly, was blocked by the third one, and dissipated at the same time.
Lupine, Moody, Tonks, and Sirius each consumed four channels.
Ginny and Ron consumed two.
The Nine Amulets are just right.
However, John looked up in confusion and looked at his wand that flew out.
He slowly lowered his gaze and landed on the raised grapevine wand.
As the wand moved up, he saw Hermione's panicked face.
The tenth one is the gentlest, most tangled, and weakest disarming spell.
But it was precisely this word that fell on John through the disappearing iron armor spells.
There was confusion and disbelief in his eyes.
The weakest spell had an effect that was more harmful than lightning.
After standing still for a few seconds, John exploded.
He looked up to the sky and roared, and the black magic power on his body emitted.
Without the medium of the wand, the power of the Holy Grail overwhelmed John almost instantly.
The colored light fell heavily, and the black magic power on his body exploded like smoke.
The terrifying pressure instantly caused everyone except Dumbledore to fly out.
The black smoke and magic entangled and swallowed him up. 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 drowsy. She looked up and saw John's current appearance.
This smart witch's face has never looked so confused, panicked, and helpless.
John walked towards Harry who was undergoing soul surgery next to him.
Voldemort's soul had been with Harry since he was one year old. After more than ten years of changes, taking out that part also made Harry weak.
As soon as John raised his hand, black mist enveloped Harry, and he said solemnly: "The deal between you and me is concluded."
He looked at Dumbledore, "I destroyed your savior. This is my revenge."
Throwing Harry directly over, Dumbledore used a shock absorbing spell to catch Harry.
Sirius hurriedly got up and ran over. When he saw Harry, he saw Dumbledore froze.
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 pulled out the soul that belonged to Voldemort.
The healing of the lightning scar means the disappearance of the savior.
John destroyed the savior that Dumbledore 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 rolled over, and everyone from the Star Club came to John's side.
He said coldly to Dumbledore, "I told you, it won't be what you expect."
John spent a whole year planning to tell everyone.
Savior?
Just a joke.
His words made it impossible for Dumbledore to refute.
The student once stood in front of him and said he would kill Voldemort.
And now, he did it.
John and Dumbledore looked 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.
"Here comes the wand." John raised his hand and called for his wand.
But got no response.
"Amazing power, Albus."
The old but elegant, lazy and noble tone sounded with a hint of nostalgia.
John's wand, in the hand of an old man.
Even though he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, he still couldn't hide his unusual temperament.
Dumbledore and John both saw that person, or everyone present saw it.
It was a man as old as Dumbledore, holding John's wand in his hand, and he didn't know when he entered here.
But they could see the man standing next to Voldemort's body.
"You are such an amazing wizard. You were like this before, you are like this now, and you will be like this in the future."
The old man spoke to John as if he had been very familiar with John before.
The Holy Grail in the sky fascinated the old man, "I have to admit that you have a talent that surpasses everyone else in magic."
"The Holy Grail is flying." He pointed his wand, and the Holy Grail, which was originally in the sky, quickly descended.
John immediately reacted and used object magic to grab the Holy Grail.
The red magic stone is at the bottom of the cup wall, and the gold contained inside turns into liquid, which has unimaginable magic power.
The power of time and magic stones brings about the effect of rejuvenation.
The old man's goal is not the Holy Grail, but its medium liquid.
So when the liquid in it ran down, the old man drank it.
He didn't drink much, but it freed him from his old age.
Back to the age when I had that battle.
The unusual heterochromatic eyes reveal an evil spirit and a handsome face.
Dumbledore asked with difficulty and disbelief, "How could you...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 war in 1945, the first generation of Dark Lord disappeared.
While Dumbledore was struggling with Azkaban, Voldemort, who was motionless, went to another place.
Nurmengard.
He was freed and made a deal with Voldemort.
He has been waiting for this time.
Grindelwald spoke to Dumbledore: "Maybe we need some time to reminisce, but now is not a good opportunity, so..."
"Expelliarmus"
Dumbledore was caught off guard, and the wand flew out of his hand, landing 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 are obsessed with something and it makes you weak."
After saying that, Grindelwald showed no mercy and broke the red oak wand in his hand.
John's expression changed wildly, "Stop——!"
A soul emerged from the broken wand.
Unlike before, this soul is more powerful.
Voldemort devoured several other pieces of himself.
As soon as he came out, he glanced at Grindelwald and was about to get into his own body.
John turned into a ball of black energy, holding the Silver Wick sword and instantly came to Voldemort.
Grindelwald took his time and shot a crushing curse towards the Holy Grail.
Save the Holy Grail?
Kill Voldemort?
The moment the thought occurred, John roared angrily.
All his plans were disrupted at this moment.
The soul existing within the Holy Grail is the key.
He saved the Holy Grail.
Voldemort will kill later.
He watched helplessly as his soul, which he had finally extracted, returned to his body.
Voldemort opened his eyes again, his heart beating again.
The difference is that Voldemort is more complete now than before.
The soul was divided and reclaimed by him.
The collision of several thoughts allowed him to digest it for a while, and his eyes returned to red vertical pupils.
"A long-lost feeling." Voldemort's cold, high-pitched voice sounded.
His pupils flashed with different colors, his eyes locked on Grindelwald, and 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, all the Death Eaters cheered.
But on the other side of the Order of the Phoenix, it was like mourning an heir.
Voldemort is alive again.
There is also a second person who pops up.
Voldemort and Grindelwald.
The Dark Lord and the Dark Lord.
Dumbledore picked up Harry's wand.
How to prevent such a combination?
John protected the Holy Grail and glanced at the combination.
Two figures fell from the sky, hovering next to John.
