From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Bart should have gone to Professor Flitwick with the note I had arranged for him long ago, hoping that Professor Flitwick can put Snape behind bars - the Dark Lord's level of rebellion is more terrifying than I thought... "

"What caused the Dark Lord to fall into the trap? Did he finally discover Dumbledore's 'death'? Or was there a traitor on the Hitman side?"

"Or, is my proposed population relocation plan exposed?"

"…"

"With so many arrangements, I was even ready to join this wizarding war, and the Dark Lord was caught..."

When the door key was activated, several thoughts ran through William's mind, but everything was interrupted by the strange squeezing feeling when the door key was activated.

Dumbledore would never have rashly notified it. Now the Dark Lord is absolutely in a desperate situation. All he has to do is to help him so that the Dark Lord can't find a chance to escape.

When the dizziness caused by the door key had not disappeared, William quickly cast an iron armor spell on himself and two colleagues.

What came with it was an extremely gorgeous green spell that made the air scorching hot. It pierced through the sky at a speed that was extremely difficult to react to, and then hit a clay sculpture that suddenly stood up. On top of it, a cloud of mud exploded in the sky.

William immediately rolled to the left and inserted his left hand into the lake water. The next second, the black lake water that appeared to be dark under the illumination of the few torches went upstream directly, following William's Iron Armor Charm. When he came up, William's whole body seemed to be a few laps bigger.

"Professor Dumbledore," cried William loudly, but the wand in his right hand didn't stop.

"Sorry, Professor William, we just seem to have a little misunderstanding."

A fire ring formed by a flame burst out again, lighting up the extra lamps on the top of the cave that were not known when.

Dumbledore stood at the entrance of the hole, behind him was a large black sculpture made of mud, and in front of him, the piles of mud made William frowning at the sight - with Dumbledore being blocked by the door and beaten ?

"Three more people to die, or are they still Hogwarts professors?"

Voldemort's scarlet eyes, with several silver shields floating in front of him, even suppressed the brightness of the lamp on the top of the cave that Dumbledore didn't know when to make up, "Is that all, Dumbledore?"

During his squinting consultation, a violet incantation flew directly towards William, apparently angering the Dark Lord by William's previous words.

The magic path hit the water shield, but it didn't dissipate. Instead, it burst open, forming countless flames, directly wrapping William in it.

"An old man who's overdue for retirement - there's still three crap? Oh, no, there's only two left now?"

He let out a contemptuous snort from his nose, a sound that shocked even William, who was hiding in the water to prepare the magic - the previous magic was too powerful to understand, but how on earth did the Dark Lord find that non-existent nose and use it?

"What about the Aurors at the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore, you don't expect these people in front of you and you to be able to hold me back..." He casually sent another magic to Moody, "Or, you're going to tell me. , you are the fake, and the real one came from behind?"

A clay sculpture appeared in front of Moody, but Moody avoided the attack range unskilledly, leaving only the clay sculpture smashed to pieces, "I'm not quite used to this body, Dumbledore, your eyes are too bad. It's gone!"

"And a guy who can use Transfiguration..."

Voldemort's wand pointed slightly towards the ground, nullifying Lupin's efforts to turn the ground into a swamp, "Another disgusting Gryffindor..."

'what's the situation…'

William waved his wand straight out of the water, swirling the already formed puck at Voldemort, and couldn't stay underwater any longer—even his own spell, the escaping chill and the aura of black magic had already swept him away. The area of ​​water where he was staying was messed up, not to mention, the magic that followed was so powerful that he was unwilling to bear his own attack.

The high-speed rotating ice ball brought a whistling sound, and the light blue water droplets were thrown out at high speed, and the droplets fell to the ground. Eerie clumps of violet ice.

"Tom, I'll tell you why the Aurors didn't come, because after our discussion, we still feel that your infiltration into the American wizarding world is too fast. If you inform the Aurors, it will cause unnecessary risks."

Dumbledore looked at William's shot, raised his wand and looked at Voldemort, his tone was quite calm, and he was even preparing magic in his hand - but this still didn't work.

And the speed of the ice puck not only did not slow down by half a minute, but pushed towards the Dark Lord more quickly, but was blocked by a silver-white shield that suddenly appeared on the way—the next moment, the entire puck exploded directly, countless The blue water droplets wrapped directly along the shield, fell to the ground, and condensed into countless icicles in the direction of Voldemort.

However, it was too far away, even the longest ice thorn had an insurmountable distance from Voldemort.

"dark magic…"

Voldemort laughed. "Dumbledore, you brought a powerful dark wizard to ambush me - have you done anything to kill me?"

"What dark wizard, I, a self-defense professor, don't know how to teach black magic!"

While shouting loudly, William threw a magic spell over—a flame blew directly towards the silver-white shield, and the shield, which had been reluctantly supported by the black magic, shattered into countless pieces after the flame. , dissipated into the air.

Later, the ice crystals in the ground were manipulated by William using polymorphism, trying to trap Voldemort in place.

But this caused Voldemort to wave his wand at will, and the ice crystals shattered into countless pieces. ‘

"Is that all? Even Dumbledore can't use Transfiguration to crush the environment around me - who gave you the courage?"

However, when Voldemort opened his mouth, Dumbledore had used his wand to summon a matchstick and wound it straight towards Voldemort, interrupting the words he was trying to taunt behind him.

Almost at the same time, Lupin used a spell around him that William did not know, forcing Voldemort to summon his shield again to fend off the attack.

Moody pressed another spell against the ground, forcing him to be distracted before Dumbledore's attack.

'Really, it's so despicable, and the group beats the ground. ’

As William murmured, he released a flaming variant spell in mid-air, which made the flames extremely bright and enveloped Voldemort directly.

But a shield made of flame suddenly emerged, and then spread to Voldemort's body, directly melting Lupin, Moody and William's witchcraft, and when Dumbledore's match was about to be wound up, the rope suddenly Turned into a poisonous snake, but instead crouched at the feet of Voldemort, and after a little stunned, he began to attack Moody.

"*****!"

William heard Moody's swear words with a serious accent, and then saw Moody's wand swung violently, throwing the poisonous snake into the sky, tying a knot and tearing it off. He tore off the wizard's robe on his body, took a mouthful of potion, and his stature began to shrink downwards.

Dumbledore's mud puppet appeared in front of Moody in time to block the next fatal attack for him - although Moody had given himself comprehensive protection, Dumbledore was still a little worried.

"Surrender, Mr. Voldemort."

Taking advantage of Moody's efforts to get his eyeballs in, William waved his wand and pulled a large mass of lake water for himself as a reserve for subsequent spell casting, and shouted loudly.

"You are destined to get out, this place is not known to your subordinates, you can't have any backup, and, Headmaster Dumbledore has arranged for a month here - do you think you are sure to rush out and phantom Displace away?"

"If you surrender," before William's words were finished, Voldemort had already begun to violently cast a few spells on him, slamming him at William regardless, causing William to suspend his statement and dived into the water to hide. stand up.

"If you surrender, we'll break your wand and send you to Azkaban with your Death Eaters—"

When William stuck his head out and shouted again, Arvada hit him again.

"Dumbledore, are you humiliating yourself like that? Don't you want to kill me?"

Voldemort roared, waved his wand, and another powerful spell formed, attacking Dumbledore directly, but was still blocked by the black mud puppet.

"Except your weapons!"

William suddenly chanted the spell in a loud voice, and the strengthened disarming spell hit the wand in Voldemort's hand at an extremely fast speed, but was blocked by a silver shield. He penetrated the shield and then hit Voldemort. Although it only shook Voldemort's figure, it shocked everyone on the field.

Even William himself had an expression of ecstasy on his face - the Disarming Spell was almost the most oriented spell among all spells, and it had a good penetration of protection. He used the Disarming Spell just to detect the effect, but Didn't expect it to work the first time.

"impossible!"

Voldemort's face showed a look of horror for the first time. Even Dumbledore had to use other spells to bypass his protection. How could it be broken by a small disarming spell?

"Nothing is impossible," William tried to form an ice shield with water, and the whole person quickly backed away, and even signaled the other two to do the same - as for Dumbledore, it was unnecessary.

"You should have read more of the messy stories, Dark Lord."

There was a look of regret on William's face, "In that case, you should know that there must be a conspiracy in the battle with so much nonsense, and the shield is powerful, but there is always something that cannot be protected. Yeah—you should get a bubble head spell."

He shook his head and looked at the Dark Lord in the firelight, "I've been poisoned, the water used by the compressed black magic at the beginning was mixed with potion, and the ice formed by it has been accumulating under your feet. , and then melted and evaporated by one by one flame-type spells, plus you and I have been talking nonsense..."

"In fact, I've always been afraid of your use of fierce fire, so I only used the ice magic that I'm best at once - but fortunately, the potion I've been working very **** has played a big role."

"Although if you don't use poison, you will be exhausted and die in the end, but using potion is also a pharmacist's instinct—besides, you cursed me, and I used potion, and it's even. "

"I lied to you earlier, but I think now you can talk to Dumbledore—you know, you're running out of time."

The effect of the potion became more and more obvious, except that Dumbledore remained in place and guarded the door to go out, William and the three gradually retreated to the dark place to prevent the trapped beast from hurting people.

"Poison... Dumbledore, first black magic, then poison, do you have anything more ruthless?"

Voldemort raised his wand and looked at Dumbledore, with several shields appearing around him, it was clear that he had no intention of killing him.

William shook his head, then quickly completed the Animagus transformation while the Dark Lord turned to look at Dumbledore absentmindedly, and then Apparated to Voldemort's side at a speed that was too late to react, directly linking his arms. Together, they shot down the wand that was already trembling.

"Feel sorry…"

William slapped the Dark Lord to the ground, then roughly stepped on Voldemort's broken arm, and stepped on the sole of his foot with his wand, "I lied to you again..."

"I don't want your counterattack to make me lose friends or seniors..."

A series of bear calls came out, causing the other people present to show strange expressions on their faces - what are you talking about?

William shrugged awkwardly, stomping on his wand and the severed arm, until Dumbledore stopped Voldemort before he began to dismantle Animagos.

"Feel sorry…"

He shook his head, and he couldn't repeat what he said earlier, "In theory, Apparition is not possible here, but Dumbledore's spellcasting method is quite Hogwarts-style."

"Haha," Voldemort laughed wildly as he fell to the ground, firmly anchored, "first black magic, then poison, and finally the so-called illegal Animagus, Dumbledore, that's how you want to kill me. ?"

"Shouldn't this professor of yours be locked up in Azkaban? You've always been so hypocritical, then, kill me, Dumbledore, as you wish, lift the veil of your hypocrisy, kill It's me!"

"Ah, Mr. Voldemort."

William glanced at the broken wand happily, "First of all, I must tell you that all my seemingly illegal phenomena are endorsed by the Ministry of Magic and signed by Minister Fudge, so they are not illegal at all."

"Secondly, Dumbledore will not do it. I must solemnly introduce my colleague to you, the Terminator of the Dark Wizard, the Hunter of the Death Eaters, the legendary Auror who filled half of Azkaban. , Professor Moody, he even broke your new robe to kill you."

"I think he'd be willing to kill you as the highest honor of his Auror career and work a few more years for it—I don't think you mind, Professor Moody?"

William didn't mean to humiliate Voldemort - letting Moody do it is definitely not a humiliation. Moreover, Dumbledore didn't kill Grindelwald back then. He was afraid that the old man would make another murmur today, so he might as well let someone willing to do it as an excuse Prepare to retire in case Moody feels that life is not pursued.

"Happy," Moody's wooden legs made a huge clack because they were temporarily deformed, and they didn't fit well, and a very mutilated smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, "Then, I'm ready to do it. ."

Moody stood at the front, looking at Dumbledore, seeing a smug look on his face after he nodded, "Then—gone forever, Voldemort."

"Avada Kedavra!"

Green light spewed from Moody's wand, and Voldemort's armless body lost all strength, and his scarlet eyes began to roll upwards.

"ended."

Moody was gasping for breath, but there was a big smile on his face - although it made his face even more hideous, but he could guarantee that this was the happiest time he had laughed in all these years.

"ended."

Lupin sat on the ground in spite of his image - not everyone can stay calm under the flood of Killing Curse and black magic.

"Yeah, it's over."

Dumbledore looked at the corpse underground with a complicated look in his eyes. Over the years, everything has finally come to an end.

As for William, he started picking up the mess to check—voodoo dolls, potions, a mess of magic ingredients, and even some unique alchemy props.

"No, there is nothing abnormal, it is certain that the Dark Lord is really dead. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

As he spoke, he splashed a strange potion on Voldemort's corpse.

"You'll be responsible for moving the Dark Lord's body back later, Professor Lupin... The dead are used for the dead, and the Death Eaters and Purifiers are still gathering at the Magical Congress of the United States."

"Later, we will burn this place with fierce fire, and there will be some strange soul fragments in the province."

William said very harsh words, and then suddenly remembered something and walked quickly to Voldemort's body.

"By the way, I almost forgot, Mr. Dark Lord, I did spend some time in Azkaban, but it didn't hurt—the important thing is that when you're dead, all this turmoil is about to end."

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