Chapter 718 The decisive battle at the end of the century--Voldemort's exclusive defense-breaki
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
Seeing Voldemort's angry blow releasing a life-killing curse that was as thick as a bucket and mixed with a trace of black mist, flying toward him, Harry's mind flashed through almost his entire life.
The speed, intensity, and even range of the Death Curse were beyond what Harry could handle. If it were Dumbledore, Charles, and Grindelwald, there might be other ways to deal with it, or even Even Hermione has a chance of escaping.
But it is a pity that the person facing this powerful death curse is Harry, who can neither space apparation nor any flying magic.
The curse was so fast that even the group of Harry's good friends standing in the crowd had no time to take action and could only watch helplessly.
Harry could only stare wide-eyed, watching helplessly as the huge death curse hit him. Then in an instant, Harry felt that he could no longer see clearly what was in front of him, and he fell straight down. above the ground.
Seeing Harry fall, almost everyone present let out a cry of surprise. The only ones whose expressions remained unchanged were Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Ciel standing at the front of the team.
Even Voldemort, Harry's opponent, was stunned for a moment, feeling a little unresponsive, and looked at the wand in his hand that had been with him all his life with a hint of suspicion.
Just now, Voldemort could clearly feel that his wand seemed to be very resistant to killing Harry. Fortunately, he finally used his powerful magic to directly suppress the wand, and finally released the killing curse just now.
But Voldemort could feel that even though he had killed Harry just now, there seemed to be a lack of spirituality in his wand.
Although there seemed to be a slight problem with his wand, it was obvious that now was not the time to study it in depth. Killing the opponent who had defeated him openly in front of everyone made Voldemort's confidence unprecedented.
The matter of the magic wand was washed away by the huge sense of accomplishment almost in the next second.
"Harry Potter is dead? Hahahahahahahaha, Harry Potter is dead!!!!!!!!!"
Voldemort looked as if he was going crazy. After feeling that Harry lying on the ground was indeed lifeless, Voldemort laughed nervously.
The entire battlefield was extremely quiet, with only Voldemort's nervous laughter echoing in the air.
As if he felt a little embarrassed about laughing, Voldemort turned around fiercely and looked at the group of Death Eaters still kneeling on the ground, and loudly repeated what he had just said.
"Harry Potter is dead!!!!"
As if they had received Voldemort's signal, some smart Death Eaters began to repeat Voldemort's words loudly, laughing loudly.
It's just that they forgot that they were still kneeling on the ground. No matter how they looked at the scene, they felt that it was inconsistent.
Unlike the "joy" on the Death Eaters' side, Harry at Hogwarts looked as if he was lying on the ground asleep. The entire team was filled with a feeling of sadness, and some girls even stopped hiding. In the arms of his companions.
The morale of the entire team almost dropped to freezing point.
Snape, who was standing in the middle of the team, was clutching the wand in his hand tightly, veins on his arms were leaking out, and his eyes were filled with anger as he stared at Voldemort who was celebrating.
Snape had given up his identity as a double agent a long time ago, and this time when he faced Voldemort, Voldemort actually ignored him as a traitor.
From this point alone, Snape had already deduced that if Voldemort really defeated Hogwarts, he would definitely kill him in the most brutal way.
But watching Harry die was enough pain for Snape that he couldn't even maintain his best Occlumency.
If Snape had not read the original work given by Charles in advance, Snape would have turned into a black smoke and rushed forward to fight Voldemort desperately.
Now he can still stand in front of Slytherin's team without moving at all. He only relies on his strong willpower and the habit of putting reason first that he has developed over the years.
As if he had finally laughed enough, Voldemort turned his attention to the three Charles men who remained silent and did not even change their expressions.
"Dumbledore, is this your secret weapon? Harry Potter? Hahahahahahaha, look, he is lying there like a rag! What do you use to continue fighting with me? "
Regarding Voldemort's ridicule, none of the three of them, whether it was Charles, Dumbledore or Grindelwald, took it to heart, especially Charles, who had already activated his own when Voldemort released the powerful death curse. Sense was sensing the changes in Harry.
It seems that because of the blessing he received from the ancient wizarding inquisition, or some other reason, Ciel was able to clearly sense the power of rules when Harry died.
The only thing that made Charles feel a little confused was that the power of the rules that represented death seemed a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange, it just felt weird.
Not long after Harry died, Charles could clearly sense that the power of the rules representing death had been touched again. The Deathly Hallows that Harry had been wearing seemed to emit an indescribable sound. Things like fluctuations are constantly interfering with the rules of death.
Ciel could even clearly sense that Harry's originally dead body seemed to be rapidly reviving like a newborn under a wave of love.
Feeling the kind of vitality that is enough to resist death, even Ciel feels that he has benefited a lot.
And what Ciel didn't know was that when Ciel felt the fluctuation, the fiery red vertical line on Ciel's forehead that represented the initial fire began to become more and more vivid.
Seeing Voldemort still looking arrogant and domineering in front of him, Charles felt quite funny for a moment, and even couldn't help laughing.
"Pfft."
Although the laughter that could not be suppressed was not very loud and could not even be heard amidst the noise of the Death Eaters and Voldemort, it seemed to attract everyone's attention in an instant.
Even Voldemort turned around and stared at Ciel who laughed out loud.
The speed, intensity, and even range of the Death Curse were beyond what Harry could handle. If it were Dumbledore, Charles, and Grindelwald, there might be other ways to deal with it, or even Even Hermione has a chance of escaping.
But it is a pity that the person facing this powerful death curse is Harry, who can neither space apparation nor any flying magic.
The curse was so fast that even the group of Harry's good friends standing in the crowd had no time to take action and could only watch helplessly.
Harry could only stare wide-eyed, watching helplessly as the huge death curse hit him. Then in an instant, Harry felt that he could no longer see clearly what was in front of him, and he fell straight down. above the ground.
Seeing Harry fall, almost everyone present let out a cry of surprise. The only ones whose expressions remained unchanged were Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Ciel standing at the front of the team.
Even Voldemort, Harry's opponent, was stunned for a moment, feeling a little unresponsive, and looked at the wand in his hand that had been with him all his life with a hint of suspicion.
Just now, Voldemort could clearly feel that his wand seemed to be very resistant to killing Harry. Fortunately, he finally used his powerful magic to directly suppress the wand, and finally released the killing curse just now.
But Voldemort could feel that even though he had killed Harry just now, there seemed to be a lack of spirituality in his wand.
Although there seemed to be a slight problem with his wand, it was obvious that now was not the time to study it in depth. Killing the opponent who had defeated him openly in front of everyone made Voldemort's confidence unprecedented.
The matter of the magic wand was washed away by the huge sense of accomplishment almost in the next second.
"Harry Potter is dead? Hahahahahahahaha, Harry Potter is dead!!!!!!!!!"
Voldemort looked as if he was going crazy. After feeling that Harry lying on the ground was indeed lifeless, Voldemort laughed nervously.
The entire battlefield was extremely quiet, with only Voldemort's nervous laughter echoing in the air.
As if he felt a little embarrassed about laughing, Voldemort turned around fiercely and looked at the group of Death Eaters still kneeling on the ground, and loudly repeated what he had just said.
"Harry Potter is dead!!!!"
As if they had received Voldemort's signal, some smart Death Eaters began to repeat Voldemort's words loudly, laughing loudly.
It's just that they forgot that they were still kneeling on the ground. No matter how they looked at the scene, they felt that it was inconsistent.
Unlike the "joy" on the Death Eaters' side, Harry at Hogwarts looked as if he was lying on the ground asleep. The entire team was filled with a feeling of sadness, and some girls even stopped hiding. In the arms of his companions.
The morale of the entire team almost dropped to freezing point.
Snape, who was standing in the middle of the team, was clutching the wand in his hand tightly, veins on his arms were leaking out, and his eyes were filled with anger as he stared at Voldemort who was celebrating.
Snape had given up his identity as a double agent a long time ago, and this time when he faced Voldemort, Voldemort actually ignored him as a traitor.
From this point alone, Snape had already deduced that if Voldemort really defeated Hogwarts, he would definitely kill him in the most brutal way.
But watching Harry die was enough pain for Snape that he couldn't even maintain his best Occlumency.
If Snape had not read the original work given by Charles in advance, Snape would have turned into a black smoke and rushed forward to fight Voldemort desperately.
Now he can still stand in front of Slytherin's team without moving at all. He only relies on his strong willpower and the habit of putting reason first that he has developed over the years.
As if he had finally laughed enough, Voldemort turned his attention to the three Charles men who remained silent and did not even change their expressions.
"Dumbledore, is this your secret weapon? Harry Potter? Hahahahahahaha, look, he is lying there like a rag! What do you use to continue fighting with me? "
Regarding Voldemort's ridicule, none of the three of them, whether it was Charles, Dumbledore or Grindelwald, took it to heart, especially Charles, who had already activated his own when Voldemort released the powerful death curse. Sense was sensing the changes in Harry.
It seems that because of the blessing he received from the ancient wizarding inquisition, or some other reason, Ciel was able to clearly sense the power of rules when Harry died.
The only thing that made Charles feel a little confused was that the power of the rules that represented death seemed a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange, it just felt weird.
Not long after Harry died, Charles could clearly sense that the power of the rules representing death had been touched again. The Deathly Hallows that Harry had been wearing seemed to emit an indescribable sound. Things like fluctuations are constantly interfering with the rules of death.
Ciel could even clearly sense that Harry's originally dead body seemed to be rapidly reviving like a newborn under a wave of love.
Feeling the kind of vitality that is enough to resist death, even Ciel feels that he has benefited a lot.
And what Ciel didn't know was that when Ciel felt the fluctuation, the fiery red vertical line on Ciel's forehead that represented the initial fire began to become more and more vivid.
Seeing Voldemort still looking arrogant and domineering in front of him, Charles felt quite funny for a moment, and even couldn't help laughing.
"Pfft."
Although the laughter that could not be suppressed was not very loud and could not even be heard amidst the noise of the Death Eaters and Voldemort, it seemed to attract everyone's attention in an instant.
Even Voldemort turned around and stared at Ciel who laughed out loud.
