Chapter 671: The human soul inside the snake, the life-killing curse rebounded unexpectedly

Nagini seemed to feel the threat of death and huddled back.

Aaron raised Gryffindor's sword, preparing to kill Voldemort with one blow and destroy Voldemort's last Horcrux.

But at this time, he seemed to see something incredible, and he put down the sword in surprise.

"What are you waiting for?" Neville asked doubtfully, "Hurry up and do it!"

"Humanity." Aaron pointed to Nagini's cold pupils, "I saw fear and a full desire to survive in its eyes."

"Isn't that normal?" Ginny said anxiously, "Any creature will feel fear when facing death.

Now is not the time to discuss this. Harry is still fighting Voldemort. We must destroy this Horcrux. "

"Be patient!" Aaron waved his hand, "I said Voldemort can't kill him."

"But I can torture him to death." Luna said.

Hearing this, Ginny couldn't hold it in any longer, "If you don't want to do it, just let me do it."

"Fear and the desire to live are normal. What is abnormal is human nature and the desire to die that is stronger than the desire to live." Aaron said meaningfully, and then his eyes became sharp.

Under Ya's gaze, he saw into Nagini's soul.

A ferocious giant snake swallowed the snake's message, but inside the giant snake's belly was a woman wearing a black dress with an extremely pale face.

There was no light in her pupils, and she looked like a zombie. But at this moment, she noticed Aaron's gaze and moved her lips with difficulty.

No sound was made, but the meaning was clear: kill me.

Aaron raised his eyebrows, thinking of a curse he once read in a book, which would allow people to transform between humans and snakes, but would eventually turn into animals forever, irreversibly.

Logically speaking, she would forget all memories of being a human being and completely degenerate into a beast, but this person actually still retains a trace of her will as a human being.

"It's interesting that such interesting things can happen to me."

"What did you say?" Luna asked curiously.

"Don't disturb me." Aaron threw Gryffindor's sword to Neville, and then walked towards Nagini.

Snapped!

With a snap of his fingers, time stopped flowing around it.

"Meeting me is your luck and your relief."

As he finished speaking, a sheep pattern appeared in Aaron's pupils.

The majestic soul power gathered in his hand, and then he slapped Nagini's seven inches.

boom!

The giant snake's soul was knocked out of the body. It twisted its body and roared crazily at Aaron.

"It seems like it's not even close."

Aaron murmured, and then slashed the snake soul's abdomen with a single wave of his hand.

A hole was opened, the snake soul trembled violently, and the wounds on its abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Aaron made a prompt decision, and his soul power turned into a long whip and went in, wrapped around the waist and abdomen of the woman in black, and then pulled hard.

The woman in black in the belly of the snake soul seemed to have noticed something. A flash of light burst out in her hazy eyes, and she desperately squeezed towards the light at the incision.

Under the combined attack from both inside and outside, the snake soul's resistance seemed particularly fragile. In just a few seconds, the soul in its belly was pulled out by Aaron.

The snake soul was sluggish, but the soul of the woman in black showed a relieved smile.

Neville, Luna, and Ginny stared at this scene in disbelief.

"Merlin! What is going on?" Neville swallowed hard.

"This seems to be a blood curse." Luna said, "I have only seen it in books. This kind of unsolvable curse rooted in blood, the person who is cursed will become completely emotionless over time. Beast."

"So this snake was once a human?" Ginny asked.

"To be precise, they are the poor people swallowed by the curse." Aaron sighed, and then looked at the soul floating in mid-air, "I don't know who you are, but I know that no one wants to become a snake forever.

I can't save you. Your human body has been completely transformed into a python, and your soul has become part of the Dark Lord's Horcrux.

In order to defeat the Dark Lord, you must die, and all I can do is let you die as a human. "

"Thank you." The woman in black said sincerely.

"Sword." Aaron stretched out his hand. Neville was stunned and handed Gryffindor's sword to Aaron.

This time he didn't hesitate at all and cut off Nagini's snake head with one sword.

The snake's head fell to the ground, and the smelly blood spread all over the floor. Then it turned into black smoke and dissipated together with its several-meter-long body.

As the body was destroyed, the snake soul and the soul of the woman in black were slowly dissipating, but the former screamed desperately, but the latter was full of relief.

"The last Horcrux was destroyed." Aaron was relieved. "Now only Voldemort's main soul is left."

"Harry needs help," Neville said to Aaron, "Voldemort is not that easy to deal with."

"You heard what I told Voldemort before. Everyone can help him, but not me."

"But..."

"No buts." Aaron interrupted Neville, "Why do you think I made that promise to Voldemort?

On the one hand, the battle between two great magicians will cause considerable damage, on the other hand...if I join in, Voldemort will definitely run away immediately.

I can beat him now, but I can't stop him from escaping. "

Hearing this, the three Nevilles looked at each other in shock and were speechless to refute.

If it had been before, Voldemort might have fought desperately, but now that the last Horcrux was destroyed, Voldemort was left with his last life. If he died, he really couldn't be resurrected.

If they were Voldemort and faced a wizard who was not weaker than him in this situation, they would have to run away.

“I have killed enough people today, and it is more in my interest to save others next.

I advise you not to interfere in the duel between Harry and Voldemort. You are too weak. Not only can you not help, you will become a burden. "

"Got it." Neville nodded, leading Luna and Ginny to rush to other directions on the battlefield.

At the same time, Voldemort, who was in the center of the battlefield, was fighting with Professor McGonagall, Professor Slughorn, Kingsley and Harry Potter.

The four people tried their best and couldn't hurt him at all, but then he suddenly felt something. He staggered back a few steps, and then let out an angry roar.

"Horcruxes, they must be Horcruxes." Harry shouted excitedly, "Nagini was killed, and all his Horcruxes were destroyed."

"This is indeed good news, but..." Slughorn swallowed, "but it also means that we have to bear the wrath of the Dark Lord."

"die!"

Voldemort roared and spun the Elder Wand in a circle.

The green magic turned into a shock wave and attacked the four people. They immediately raised their wands to resist, but they were still knocked away by this powerful force.

Professor McGonagall was the first to get up, but before she could recover, she saw a black figure strangling Harry Potter's neck and flying past her eyes.

"Potter." Slughorn shouted anxiously.

"Okay, believe him!" Kingsley said with a complex expression, "This war can only be ended by him, and it is not convenient for any of us to intervene."

......

Aaron climbed to the highest point of the relatively well-preserved tower of Hogwarts, cleared the surrounding rubble, and set up defense and concealment barriers.

Then he opened a red magic circle and took out a black sniper rifle.

"I haven't used it for several years, but I'm still a little excited." Aaron set up the sniper rifle, installed the silencer, and said to himself: "After today, your name will be Demon Hunter."

The detection magic was activated, and the messy battlefield became particularly clear in Aaron's mind.

A considerable number of Death Eaters took advantage of the chaos to apparate and fled the battlefield.

Aaron ignored these people, because in his perception, those who escaped were all cannon fodder-level dark wizards, and they were not worth wasting bullets for him.

What he cares about are the Death Eaters who perceive relatively strong magic power. The Magister and the Grand Magister are worth one hundred and two hundred magic points respectively, so they are worth hunting. As for the Magisters...it depends on your mood!

Soon Aaron found his first target, McNeil.

I have to admit that this guy is like an invincible cockroach. He has a very hard life and is still alive.

He faced off against Hagrid. It was fate that the executioner who executed magical animals faced the forest farm guard who loved and protected magical animals.

Hagrid's magic was no match for his opponent, but he still had the upper hand with his huge physical advantage, almost beating McNeil like a sandbag.

"Sorry, I can't let you kill him. This head is very valuable."

Aaron raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then pulled the trigger.

A bullet with four layers of magic lines was fired from the muzzle and penetrated McNeil's heart in an instant. He was burned to ashes by the blue-white flames without even letting out a scream.

"Who, who did it?" Hagrid asked blankly. He did not know such destructive magic.

"It's me." Aaron's voice appeared in his mind, "Should you say thank you?"

"I could have taken care of him."

boom!

A giant suddenly fell next to him, crushing a wall.

He was holding a rough scimitar in his hand, but there was an eye-catching bloody hole the size of a thumb on his forehead.

"Say thank you!"

"Gulu!" Hagrid swallowed, "Thank you."

Aaron shrugged and pointed his gun at the second target.

Yaxley, currently the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic, has barely reached the threshold of Grand Magister in magical energy.

He was currently fighting the Weasley twins, and the strong blue light released from the wand defeated the magic jointly released by Fred and George.

The two of them flew out and hit a pile of rubble heavily.

"It's a pity that you have found the wrong opponent.

It would be very heartbreaking for Arthur to kill you! Yaxley sneered and pointed his wand at the more seriously injured Fred, but the next moment his expression changed drastically and he created a barrier in front of him without even thinking about it.

boom!

A silver bullet with electric light was spinning wildly, only a few centimeters away from his forehead.

The barrier sizzled as bullets penetrated it bit by bit.

Yaxley held the wand tightly with both hands, pouring magic power into it to maintain defense, and pointed the wand at the bullet with difficulty.

The bullet at this time was like a powerful spell. His movements were not easy, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

"Fred, I think you won't die." George breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, "But do you think we owe him too much?"

"It's a lot, but it's not just us who owe him."

"Curse..."

boom!

Before Yaxley finished reciting the spell, a golden bullet was fired from a distance.

This bullet hit the high-speed rotating silver bullet. The electric light suddenly exploded and shattered the barrier. The golden bullet also pierced Yaxley's head.

"Say thank you."

"Thank you." x2.

Fred and George said in unison.

Aaron nodded with satisfaction and continued to look for the next target.

Yax used practical actions to tell him that the Grand Mage was not so easy to kill. Even the weakest Grand Mage consumed two of his five enchanted bullets.

Next, Aaron kept pulling the trigger, and bullets were fired from the black hole of the gun.

At first, his targets were only the Magister and the Grand Magister, but after all, he was a kind person, and he would unconsciously turn his gun when he sensed that some of his classmates were in danger.

The magisters and grand magisters may be able to resist with their keen intuition, but the magisters have no power to resist at all.

As time passed by, Aaron's existing inventory of bullets decreased rapidly, but he didn't feel too distressed.

His alchemy has reached a certain level, and even bullets enchanted five times are not that valuable to him. What's more, the purpose of refining these bullets is to use them. There is no time or occasion more suitable than now.

Every time a head is harvested, he will receive a pious and sincere thank you while receiving system rewards. This is all a favor!

At this time, a ball of black smoke flying around like a headless fly attracted his attention. The black smoke hit the ground heavily, and two figures rolled out one after another. It was Voldemort and Harry Potter.

"Head of the Dark Lord, should you help me?"

Aaron murmured, then looked at the empty bullet box and couldn't help but sigh.

Harry, it's not that I don't help you, it's really that I can't help you.

The first thing Harry and Voldemort did after landing was to crawl towards their wands, and they picked them up almost at the same time.

Voldemort's high-pitched voice sounded, and Harry shouted out his best spell.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Except your weapons!"

boom!

Green and red spells clashed together like cannonballs.

The green light almost crushed the red light, but just when the Death Curse was about to hit Harry, golden flames shot out from the tip of his wand, reversing Voldemort's attack.

Just like more than ten years ago, under Voldemort's shocked gaze, the Death Curse bounced back on himself, but this time he had no Horcrux to save his life.

The Elder Wand whirled toward Harry Potter and returned to its unwilling owner.

Voldemort staggered back, his red eyes gradually losing their luster.

His body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then dissipated little by little amid weak and painful wails.

This scene was watched by many people, and the news that Voldemort was killed by Harry Potter spread like the wind.

The Hogwarts side was in disbelief, and then let out an overwhelming cheer, while the Death Eaters completely lost their fighting spirit and turned into black smoke and fled.