Harry Potter's Dharma

"Mission Hint: Encounter one of the ultimate bosses of this world, Voldemort!

Voldemort is currently extremely weak. Host can … "

Zheng Fan did not even bother to listen to the system notifications. The moment he saw Voldemort, he covered his face helplessly while his other hand pulled out the black wand from his right pocket. "Disintegrate!" "Disintegrate!" "Disintegrate!"

The curse shot out directly toward Voldemort's face. Voldemort chuckled. He controlled the headscarf man's body to break Zheng Fan's curse while walking toward Zheng Fan.

"Calm down, young man. Listen to me. You have talent … I can feel that you have a similar aura to mine. It's the aura of someone who is extremely confident in their own power … Do you care about power a lot?

Pledge your allegiance to me, I can give you the strongest power! "

Zheng Fan was expressionless. He threw out the spells he knew one by one in an attempt to stop Voldemort. When he watched the movies before, he always felt that the people in the wizarding world were making a mountain out of a molehill. No matter how strong Voldemort was, he was just one person. If everyone focused their attacks on him, how could they not win?

However, now that they were face-to-face, Zheng Fan finally understood that a pinnacle powerhouse like Voldemort was not someone ordinary people could deal with. To deal with an ordinary wizard, they might only need to hit him with a curse, but Voldemort was different.

Voldemort was too familiar with magic. Most of the spells that Zheng Fan shot out from her wand were easily dispelled with a wave of his hand. Fighting him was like fighting dozens of Magi at the same time!

Perhaps the only thing that could threaten Voldemort was the Avatar Death Curse. It was a pity that Zheng Fan had not learned it yet.

"Judging from your expression, you know how strong I am," Voldemort suddenly said.

Zheng Fan pursed his lips and stopped casting spells. It was useless to attack Voldemort now. They were not on the same level yet.

"You're Voldemort?

You should be dead, "he said helplessly.

"Unfortunately, I'm not dead. On the contrary, I've crawled back from the abyss of hell. Under my leadership … this world will change again, just like eleven years ago …" Voldemort's face grew on the back of the man's head. He had probably used some kind of method to latch onto the man's head. Zheng Fan had an impression of this.

While listening to Voldemort's nonsense, he asked the system to repeat what it said at the beginning.

"Repeating Mission Hint: Host has encountered Voldemort, one of the Ultimate Bosses of this world!

Voldemort is currently extremely weak. If the host manages to escape from Voldemort's pursuit, the host will be rewarded with a golden lottery. If the host defected to Voldemort, there will be no reward. "

Surrender?

Zheng Fan shook his head in amusement. This option had never appeared in his consideration from the very beginning. Was the system purposely giving him this option to provoke him?

Seeing Zheng Fan shake his head and smile, Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly. "How about it, young man? It's time to tell me … your choice."

The wand in Zheng Fan's right hand drooped down and no longer pointed at Voldemort. His left hand was in his pocket and did not take it out.

"Mr. Voldemort, hmm, how do I put it? In short, it's impossible for me to follow you because I also want to be the Demon King," Zheng Fan said seriously.

Hearing this, Voldemort's ugly and distorted face was stunned for a moment. Then, he could not help but reveal a mocking smile. "You want to be the Demon King too?

You want to take my place?

That's a good idea, but it's too stupid. This world doesn't need two Dark Demon Kings … You only have two choices, surrender or die. This is a choice that many wizards have made. No one can find a third option. You … can't do it either. "

"You have so little confidence in your future peers. Maybe when I'm strong in the future, I can pull up an organization that's not inferior to yours. When that time comes, if I were to take over your Death Eaters, how embarrassing would it be when you remember what happened today …"

"Are you trying to provoke me?!"

Voldemort roared angrily. He raised the wand in his hand and threw a spell over. Zheng Fan's body tilted slightly to the side to avoid the spell. The black wand in his right hand moved slightly. "Raging Flames."

"It's — useless!!"

Voldemort controlled this body and raised his arm high, directly blocking Zheng Fan's magic halfway.

The moment he saw Voldemort raise his wand, Zheng Fan's left hand moved.

From the beginning of the battle, he had activated the God's perspective of Eagle Vision. So, no matter how Voldemort aimed at him or sneaked an attack on him, he would not be hit. Now, it was precisely because of Eagle Vision that he could capture the moment when Voldemort cast a spell to dispel the raging flames. At this moment, Voldemort was unable to release a second spell!

Zheng Fan expressionlessly pulled out a white wand from his left pocket and aimed it at Voldemort under his surprised gaze.

"Shatter."

Bang!!!

There was a flash of red light. Voldemort, or rather, the man under Voldemort's control, was sent flying with a scream. He crashed into the wall. One of his legs had been shattered by Zheng Fan's spell. Zheng Fan had been aiming for Voldemort's face, but unfortunately, Voldemort's strength was too abnormal. He had been able to deflect the spell even when he was weak. One could only imagine how strong he was when he was at his peak.

"Now, I'll give you a third option, Mr. Voldemort!

Stay! "Zheng Fan roared.

"Brat … Don't think that we'll meet again after you win!"

Voldemort shouted angrily. Then, with a snap, he disappeared into the air.

Looking in the direction where Voldemort disappeared, Zheng Fan finally heaved a sigh of relief and retracted his Eagle Vision.

It was too dangerous just now. Fortunately, Voldemort was now in an extremely weak state. If Voldemort was in perfect condition, he would have no choice but to surrender!

Just as he thought of this, the system's voice sounded.

"Congratulations, you have exceeded the requirements of the mission. You have successfully defeated the Black Warlock Boss Voldemort (Extremely Weak State). Completion level: SS. You have received 300 reward points, one Normal lottery ticket, and one Gold lottery ticket!"

"Draw!"

Having just defeated Voldemort, Zheng Fan felt that he was especially handsome and confident when he shouted the word "draw"!

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