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Chapter 110: The Dark Lord's Destruction (Part [-])

After leaving the castle, Sephiroth and several [Apparition] returned home, and his father, Big Sterling, had already returned to preside over the overall situation.

The cadres of the Death Eaters were wiped out by Truth Astronomy, and the remaining fish that slipped through the net were small fish and shrimps. Now the only ones who can order the Death Eaters to dispatch are Voldemort and Big Sterling.

Before Voldemort healed his injuries, he would not contact his subordinates due to his serious suspicions. Now Sephiroth wanted to use Big Sterling to send those Death Eaters who had been at odds with them to a dead end.

……

In a corner of an ordinary alley, an ordinary family, plus the old grandfather who was a veteran who participated in World War II, a family of four settled down here. Although life is not good, it is not bad.

On this day, the whole family sat around the dining table happily, preparing to enjoy their dinner, but an uninvited guest broke in.

He was wearing a weird black robe, holding a short wooden stick in his right hand, with a stern look on his face, and he didn't know how he got into the house without a key.

"Who are you? This is not the place for you, get out of here quickly." [

As the head of the family, the father stood up and yelled at the stranger.

What happened next left them stunned.

The stranger made a strange move. He raised the small stick in his hand and pointed it at the father who was walking towards him with the intention of driving him out.

"【Avada Kedavra】"

Strange words came out of the stranger's mouth, like the spells of the wizards in the story.

With a flash of green light, the strong and tall figure of the father fell down.

"what!!!"

The mother screamed, looking a little at a loss in the face of such an unexpected situation.

"What have you done? John, John! Are you all right, answer me quickly."

The old grandfather stood up abruptly, pulled out a semi-automatic rifle from under the table, and yelled at the saluting intruder.

"Hmph, hahahaha!"

The black-robed stranger laughed maniacally, and seemed completely indifferent to what he was being targeted at.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you!"

The old grandfather called for a long time, but how could the dead son answer him.

A veteran who had been on the battlefield and participated in World War II, the grandfather had his own unique judgment on the dead, and he confirmed the death of his son. [

The murderer killed his son in front of his face, although he didn't know how the other party did it.But in this family, there are still his daughter-in-law and his little granddaughter, and he must not let the other party hurt them again.

"Boom!"

The old grandfather shot. Although he was getting old, the old man's hand did not tremble. He dared to use the seven medals in his study to guarantee that he would never miss the shot within 50 meters, not to mention that the distance from the opponent was not even more than five meters.

However, the accident happened like this.

The old grandfather couldn't believe it, when the distance was less than five meters, he missed it.This is simply a pity for his status as a World War II veteran, especially since he was still an elite sniper.

Such a situation made the veteran almost want to poke his own eyes.

But soon he knew that it wasn't his marksmanship problem, but that the bad guy in the ominous clothes on the opposite side did his hands and feet.

The intruder waved his hand, and the mother of the little girl who was pointed at by the small wooden stick in his hand, although not too beautiful, was not too bad, flew up.

Of course, the head and feet have to fly, this experience may not be very interesting.

The little girl's mother had to cover her skirt with her hands while screaming, so that her naked body would not be exposed.

"Boom boom boom!"

The old grandfather was enraged. Someone insulted his daughter-in-law in front of him like this. He felt that only by stuffing the dick in his hand into the other's head could he calm the anger in his chest.

He would show this eccentric fellow the terror of the wrath of a veteran who has gone to war and returned alive.

It's a pity that the bastard on the opposite side seems to have the protection of God, and the puppet has no effect on him.All the pieces slid away one meter in front of that person.

At this time, no matter how stupid a person is, he should know that the guy opposite is difficult to deal with. Maybe he is really the kind of wizard in the story.

The veteran got angry, and he mounted his bayonet, ready to defend his family with a close victory.

It's a pity that the man in black on the opposite side seemed to be tired of this kind of game. With a flick of his wrist, the little girl's mother bumped into the old grandfather.

Facing the mother of his granddaughter, the old grandfather couldn't point the bayonet at her, so the veteran failed like this.

Old and frail, he was hit hard like this, and he could no longer get up like a young man who didn't care.

"Please, let her go, she's still so young."

The old grandfather looked at his young granddaughter with compassion, unwilling to take his last breath.

However, he didn't know what kind of cold-blooded butcher he was facing.

Turning the tip of the staff, it turned out to be aimed at the mere little girl who was less than six years old.

A ferocious and cruel smile was drawn on the corner of the black robe's mouth, "[Bones to pieces]."

"No!"

The little girl was blown to pieces right in front of her mother.

"[Soul Out of Body], lowly Muggle, you will be serving the great Dark Lord these few days. Be honored, this will be the most honorable thing in your life."

Before the little girl's mother made a desperate move to him, the black robe deprived her of her sanity.

……

When a golden and gorgeous gold cup was placed in front of Dumbledore, and after feeling the fucking influence of the absence of the moment in the golden cup, Dumbledore believed in the sincerity of Sephiroth, or the astronomical sincerity of truth.

"You really dare to do it!"

The government did not dare to cover up such a big event, and the news was all over the newspapers. I am afraid that people who are divorced from the masses should also know about it.

Just last night, a group of Death Eaters forcibly broke into Gringotts, fought those goblins, and finally wiped out Gringotts' property and disappeared.

Goblins are not easy to deal with, and Death Eaters also suffered heavy casualties, leaving more than 30 corpses behind.

Such a serious battle was naturally immediately associated by Dumbledore to Sephiroth's actions. If Voldemort hid one of his Horcruxes in the vault of Gringotts, Dumbledore would not feel it at all. surprised.

"Hehe, everything is for the ultimate victory."

Yes, small sacrifices for the sake of victory are acceptable.

If you want the horse to run, how can you not feed the horse, but Sephiroth will never admit that the person who looted the wealth saved by Gringotts for thousands of years is theirs.Anyone who dares to attack Gringotts is a Death Eater anyway, isn't it?It's only natural that those evil guys would do anything, and the bodies that were discovered afterwards were also confirmed to belong to some dark wizards and Death Eaters.

When Gringotts' last line of defense, the dragon, was slain, the goblin-enchanted gates became vulnerable.After taking Hufflepuff's gold cup from the vault, the Death Eaters went crazy. Isn't that what the wizards who participated in the Death Eaters wanted after all?

Gold Galleons, piled full of Galleons, like a hill.Many Death Eaters cheered and stuffed all the money into their pockets, taking as much as they could, and they were reluctant to leave until they put the last gold coin in the last vault into their pockets.

However, they are not the final winners.The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind.When the Death Eaters returned from Gringotts to their stronghold of Malfoy Manor, they were ambushed.

The base that originally belonged to them has now become a trap to kill them.

At the end of the day, the fruits of all their labor went into the pocket of the guy who had the last laugh.

"Have you got any clues about 'that person'?"

With Hufflepuff's gold cup as a vote, Dumbledore finally believed in Sephiroth's sincerity.

After all, if Voldemort knew that one of his Horcruxes had been destroyed in their hands, with Voldemort's mind, he would never die.

"Of course, our people have been tracking him."

Sephiroth knew that this was the most critical moment. Dumbledore made the move himself, adding his own backhand.If nothing else, this is the last big show.

Of course, the premise is that there are no accidents.

"Hopefully, this will be the last sacrifice."

Dumbledore pointed his wand at Hufflepuff's golden cup, and a trace of reluctance and regret flashed in his eyes. It was definitely not a happy thing to destroy something that could become a symbol of the academy in his own hands.

It's all due to Voldemort, that crazy guy, who actually turned the treasures left by his predecessors into his own Horcrux, which is simply a waste.

Sephiroth quietly watched the pitch-black flames ignite, and the golden cup that belonged to the legendary wizard Hufflepuff was distorted and melted in the flames.

This also means that Voldemort's soul residing in it died in the burning of the fire.The soul that howled and howled unwillingly in the flames could not hold on after all, and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

"This is the end..."

Sephiroth was also quite moved that the end of a generation of Dark Lords was so simple.

Dumbledore set off, because the place where Voldemort fled was not within the range of wizards' life, even if he was as strong as Dumbledore, he could only rush there with a broomstick.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix gathered again, and Sephiroth saw many familiar faces. Not long ago, they were fighting each other on the battlefield.

"This will be the final battle, and everyone is on our side. We——will never lose."

Dumbledore simply explained a few words, took the lead and rode on the broom and soared into the sky.

Although Sephiroth doesn't like to ride all the broomsticks, but as the guide this time, he can only wrong himself.

"Then come with me. Be careful not to be found out."

Voldemort is a vigilant rabbit. If there is any trouble, Sephiroth is sure that he will flee there immediately.

With the wizard's [Phantom Shift] ability, it is almost impossible to be caught.

Farther from Voldemort's hiding place, Sephiroth landed.

"Are you there? Is this here?"

Arthur Weasley, eager for revenge, questioned Sephiroth as soon as he landed.

"How is it possible? Do you think that I will take you all swaggeringly and fly over to find 'that person'? We have to walk quietly for the rest of the way."

Sephiroth rolled his eyes at Weasley on the spot, and a group of people flew from the sky to Voldemort's hiding place swaggeringly, unless Voldemort was stupid, they would not have noticed.

"From now on, everyone, keep quiet and move forward carefully. Mr. Sterling, please lead the way."

For the sake of the overall situation, Dumbledore waved his hand to stop everyone's commotion, and the team suddenly became silent, even the sound of footsteps could not be heard.

When he came to a house, Sephiroth didn't speak, but pointed to the door, and then nodded under Dumbledore's inquiring eyes.

right here!

Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix understood that Voldemort was hiding in it.

Waving back, Dumbledore made several gestures in a row, and the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix bowed their waists and spread out from both sides to surround the house.

After everything was ready, Dumbledore let go of his control over the magic power, and a huge and suppressed magic power gushed out.

For wizards of Voldemort's level, a sneak attack doesn't make much sense. Their prudence will inevitably place a lot of warning magic in their residences, and a sneak attack will only make them laugh.

Unleashing his magic, it was Dumbledore calling Voldemort, telling him that his hiding place had been discovered.

"Hmph, Dumbledore, do you want to go to war again? My Death Eaters are not afraid of you!"

Soon, Voldemort's voice came from inside.

"Stop pretending, Tom. Why would I come if your Death Eaters are still around."

Hearing what Voldemort said, Dumbledore immediately understood that he was just bluffing. If the Death Eaters were really by his side, he would have brought someone out.

"..."

Voldemort was silent, he appeared beside him, and saw the boy standing beside Dumbledore and bowing to him at a glance.

"Tom, come out and fight. You should know that you can't escape this time."

Dumbledore took a look at the best student in his teaching career, standing behind him was so lonely and indifferent.

Voldemort died with pride after all.

At the end of the battle, Dumbledore stood next to Voldemort's body with his unconscious right hand and closed his eyes.

After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, surrounded by more than a dozen wizards of the Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort rushed left and right and failed to break through after all.His dying pounce took away Dumbledore's right hand and three of the most elite wizards of the Order of the Phoenix.

"we won?"

Voldemort fell at everyone's feet, but...

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ps: Huh ~ 4000 chapters, I am exhausted.