The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Next, several of Ye Ting's girls showed Voldemort evidence one after another that he neither dared nor wanted to believe.

Senior Penello took out a diary that was split in half. It was obviously the diary left by Voldemort to the Malfoy family and written when he was at Hogwarts.

Zhang Qiu showed the damaged Hufflepuff gold cup, thinking of the "fire dragon escape incident" that happened in Gringotts a few months ago, and Voldemort finally understood the truth.

Finally, Luna held out Ravenclaw's crown. This silver crown was the only one among several Horcruxes that was not damaged. However, after contacting several other Horcruxes, the crown now fell into Ye Ting's hands. Voldemort could already imagine the ending of this Horcrux.

The above five destroyed Horcruxes, plus Nagini who was just killed by Ye Ting, and the Horcruxes that even Voldemort himself didn’t know about—Harry Potter himself—Voldemort’s seven Horcruxes— - He definitely thought there were six - all destroyed.

"So, what now? Your reliance, your so-called little trick of defeating death, has been completely cracked by us." After the girls finished showing off, Ye Ting took over the conversation again and smiled at Voldemort.

This smile is very elegant. Even the girls behind him who know Ye Ting well enough to be called an "old married couple (excluding Luna)" can't help but lose consciousness after seeing this smile. However, , in the eyes of Voldemort today, this smile is naked ridicule.

"You...how dare you..."

Voldemort let out a low roar of despair, and Ye Ting, who was directly opposite him, saw a trace of panic flash across the snake's face, but it was fleeting.

The two sides who were watching finally became commotion again, and the joys and sorrows of both sides were clearly distinguishable.

However, the commotion was interrupted again.

It turned out that suddenly, Voldemort began to laugh. This laughter was more terrifying than his shouts: cold and crazy, echoing in the silent auditorium.

After everyone's attention was focused on him, Voldemort finally stopped laughing.

"I have to admit, you did have a moment. I didn't expect that the one who could discover the existence of my Horcruxes and destroy them was not the old guy Dumbledore, but you, the young Muggle - you let me I've changed my mind about Muggles a bit."

After saying that, Voldemort showed a crazy smile with some relief.

By this time, Voldemort's language was much more polite, but his tone was still very arrogant.

"But, so what?" His tone became louder, "Do you think you know more magic than me?" He said, "More than me——Lord Voldemort? The magic I cast, even if It's Dumbledore, he never even dreamed of it! A Horcrux... is just one of them! You actually try to defeat me through this? What you are facing is me, the Dark Lord. !”

Following Voldemort's bold words, the Death Eaters behind him cheered and laughed wildly. They raised their wands and shouted Voldemort's name.

Although it was a moonless night, the werewolves still looked up to the sky and howled. The giants, led by the tall horses, waved wooden sticks and roared loudly, echoing Voldemort. Even hovering in the air, legend has it that there is no emotion. The dementors seemed to be infected by the momentum of this last ditch effort, and began to fly up and down and howl.

For a time, the enemy's morale returned to its peak.

Looking at Voldemort with a fierce look in front of him, his crimson eyes filled with madness, and the inspired men behind him. Ye Jian couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Even when he and his men were at a disadvantage, the magic they relied on for survival was broken, and there was no way to escape, the villain demon king in front of him still did not completely fall into despair and decadence, but instead became free and crazy.

Although Voldemort's words just now are not lacking in tough words, they also fully reflect his inner pride, even when he is surrounded on all sides and on the verge of doom.

Voldemort still did not allow himself to admit his weakness. He paranoidly placed himself in the position of the strong.

Although such paranoia can be said to be a kind of arrogance and part of Voldemort's inner madness, from another perspective, this is also what makes Voldemort commendable as the Dark Lord.

After all, no matter how dark, evil, and bloodthirsty the villain Boss is, you can still find some shining points in him - otherwise, how could he gather a group of subordinates, wreak havoc for a while, and become the villain Boss?

It's a pity that even so, Ye Ting still won't show any mercy to him.

Who told him to block Ye Ting's way?

"Then, only my subordinates will see the real chapter." He straightened his robe and said to Voldemort.

"You're right."

Voldemort also symbolically tidied up his torn robes.

Infected by the leaders on both sides, the girls, the necromancers from the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, the centaurs tribe and the unicorn Lara, all began to tidy up their appearance, and then formed a battle formation.

Death Eaters, werewolves, giants and dementors also formed a fighting formation. Although the formation was obviously much smaller than the opponent due to too many victims, it was not inferior to the opponent in terms of momentum.

The two sides have entered a decisive battle posture.

"Then, this is the last."

After Ye Ting finished speaking, he bowed slightly to Voldemort.

Voldemort returned the favor at the same time.

After the two saluted, they turned around and walked back at the same time, just like in the necromancer duel etiquette.

Definitely, the armies of both sides were motionless, but their attention was focused on the leaders of both sides in the center of the battlefield.

The beginning of the duel between leaders is the starting gun for the final battle.

Both parties took one step back, two steps, three steps...

Finally, after ten steps, both sides clenched the wands in their hands at the same time, then turned back and pointed at each other.

The two of them chanted the spell they had prepared for a long time at the same time.

"Avada Kedavra!"

With a bang, like a cannonball exploding, in the center of the battlefield, pale silver and miserable green light shot together, making a violent sound.

And with this loud noise, as if hearing the referee's starting gun, the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters also launched attacks on each other.

For a moment, spells flew like rain on both sides of the battlefield again.

The few remaining giants launched a charge, and their momentum was no weaker than before their kin were killed.

The horsemen also raised their spears and rushed towards the opposite side. The deafening sound of horse hooves sounded like real cavalry.

In the sky, the dementors launched a terrifying dive towards the necromancer, and the icy cold air with evil black smoke spread everywhere.

However, the cold air only drifted slightly toward the Ministry of Magic, and was immediately dissipated by the silver light. Lori raised her front hooves, screamed, and then ran towards the dementors, her horn shining again. Silver light representing positive emotions. .