Chapter 326 The target appears
Voldemort looked at Harry with eyes as if he were a dead man, waved his wand with a cold face, and chanted a spell:
"Avada eats the big melon!"
A pale green light shot from the tip of the wand towards Harry, who had barely recovered from the pain.
The audience who knew what this magic represented screamed and covered their eyes, not daring to watch what happened next.
Under the threat of death, Harry no longer had time to think.
Looking at the rapidly approaching green light, he waved his wand with all his strength and shouted out instinctively:
"Except your weapons!"
The Death Eaters who were watching all showed indifferent expressions as if the game was over.
The audience watching the live broadcast outside the stadium covered their eyes and screamed.
"It's finally here, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
Although he was confident, Light still held the wand tightly in his hand, ready to rush into the battlefield for rescue at any time.
Not what Wright expected, but what others didn’t expect!
After the two rays of light, one green and one red, collided head-on, the red light was not defeated immediately, but instead fought against each other on equal terms.
Just when everyone was stunned, a golden light appeared out of nowhere and connected the two people's wands.
Under the influence of an inexplicable force, the two of them slowly flew to a height where the tombstone could no longer be seen.
The next moment, the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort's wand suddenly broke.
Thousands of arcs of light burst out from the cracks.
Arcs of light intertwined around the two people, finally forming a dome-shaped golden net, a cage made of light.
Along with the arc of light, there was a beautiful celestial music.
This wonderful sound comes from every light thread in the vibrating light network around it.
The Death Eaters on the periphery seemed extremely panicked, and they all expressed their concerns about Voldemort's abilities.
But still under the threat left by Voldemort in his heart, he drew his wand and prepared to rescue.
"Don't move, don't act without my order!"
Voldemort shouted at the Death Eaters in a sharp voice, and the shock in his tone could not be concealed at all.
After glancing at his subordinates who had stopped their actions, Voldemort calmed himself down.
Just increase the magic power output and forcibly break the scattered light threads connecting the two magic wands.
As the magic power increases, the connection between the two wands.
A golden ball condensed from golden light appeared, and under the pressure of Voldemort's magic, it continued to approach Harry.
As the golden bead got closer, the wand in Harry's hand began to shake violently.
Just when he was about to give up, a gentle voice sounded in Harry's ears.
“Don’t give up, don’t disconnect!”
Harry stared at Voldemort, his mind constantly echoing the words he had just said to kill his family.
"I understand, I can't let it break, for me and for my family!"
He spoke in a choked voice, not sure whether he was talking to himself or to the voice coming through the optical network.
All the grievances and sorrows I had suffered over the years burst out all at once.
The extreme emotions were transformed into powerful magic, which pushed back the approaching golden beads.
Voldemort was confused about the situation for a moment. Feeling his wand begin to vibrate violently, he began to feel like retreating.
As Voldemort's will began to waver, the golden thread on Harry's wand continued to advance.
As the audience and the Death Eaters were watching the battle in the light network intently...
"The plan is about to end, what should you do?"
The melodious and relaxing voice suddenly spread throughout the silent and dim cemetery.
The Death Eaters who were paying attention to the outcome of the aerial battle were awakened, and they subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound came from.
A young man was found standing right below the ball of light in the air with a smile on his face, looking at the Death Eaters around him with interest.
When Lucius saw the person coming, his pupils suddenly shrank and he quietly moved to hide himself in the crowd.
And the brainless father of Gore shouted in a muffled voice:
"Who are you and why are you here!"
Hearing this kind of execution-like question, Wright was stunned at first, and the smile on his face became brighter:
"I'm just a righteous wizard passing by, remember that!"
McNeill, the executioner of the Ministry of Magic, immediately raised his wand and shouted:
"Who wants to remember you? We killed the righteous wizard! Ah Wada bites the big melon!"
As if it was a signal, except for Crabbe and Goyle who were pulled aside by Lucius.
The other Death Eaters surrounding Wright raised their wands and cast spells on him.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
"Shattered to pieces!"
"Everything is petrified!"
……
But to the surprise of all the Death Eaters, no magic could be cast.
Everyone present had a look of astonishment on their faces, looking at their companions around them in confusion.
There are still some who don't believe in it and keep waving their wands, trying to cast magic.
"Don't move, just stand there quietly and wait for the end!"
"Everything is petrified!"
Along with an incomprehensible voice, terrifying magical power swept across the entire cemetery.
All the Death Eaters were horrified to find that their bodies were completely frozen in place, unable to move!
Just after Wright dealt with all the Death Eaters, the stalemate in the air came to an end!
Under the extreme emotions accumulated over the years, Harry helped the golden light ball break through the barrier and rush into Voldemort's wand.
Under Voldemort's incredulous eyes, a scream of pain came from the wand.
A human hand formed by thick smoke flew out from the tip of the staff. It was the severed hand he had made for Wormtail.
Then, an old man with a cane slowly squeezed out from the magic wand.
The old man looked at Harry and Voldemort, the connected wands and the golden net around them in amazement, and exclaimed:
"It turns out he really is a wizard!"
As the old man spoke, he looked at the hideous Voldemort and said slowly:
"This guy is the one who killed me. You must fight him and don't give up the child!"
Harry, who was wondering what was going on, began to become dazed when he saw the woman's head popping out from the wand.
The woman floated to Harry's side, looked at the dusty Harry tenderly, and said softly: "Harry!"
Harry's arms shook unconsciously as he looked at the face he had only seen in the Mirror of Erised.
Seeing Harry's wavering expression and movements, Potter Lily was anxious but still gently comforted him:
"Hold on, Harry!"
"It's okay. Your dad is here too. He misses you too."
Harry forced himself to steady his shaking hands and looked at Voldemort's wand with anticipation.
A tall man with unkempt hair rose from the tip of Voldemort's wand.
James Potter turned his head to look at the furious Voldemort, then floated to Harry's side and stood with James Lily.
