I wield a sword at Hogwarts

In first grade, he was not scolded.

The closer he got to eternal life, the more anxious Voldemort became.

He already had a hunch that maybe nothing happened to that damn John Wick.

However, eternal life is right in front of us.

How could he give up?

Harry in the Mirror of Erised was already dancing and had no intention of handing over the Holy Grail.

Voldemort's greedy eyes are constantly looking for ways to break it.

Pushing Harry aside, he crawled in front of the mirror and searched.

He didn't dare destroy the mirror, which might make the Holy Grail disappear.

Harry was extremely nervous. He didn't expect that Voldemort would arrive first.

Touching for his wand, Harry wanted to sneak attack Voldemort.

Voldemort sensed his intention, raised his wand and fired a burst of red light, causing Harry's whole body to twitch.

"Tell me how I can get what's inside."

Voldemort had gone crazy. He did not kill Harry because he felt that someone else needed to get the things inside.

"I have no idea!"

Harry was telling the truth. He was not from the Star Club, so how could he know how to obtain it.

Voldemort didn't believe it and used the Cruciatus Curse to torture Harry.

Harry screamed and tried to get up but was kicked down by Voldemort.

"Harry Potter, you used my failure to enjoy the title of savior in the wizarding world for so many years."

Voldemort grabbed Harry by the collar and pulled him up, his narrow scarlet eyes seeming to choose and devour him.

"Tell me, Harry," Voldemort whispered dangerously, "where is the Holy Grail?"

His hands left Harry's body, but the force still held Harry's neck.

Harry's body continued to rise. Voldemort waved his hand violently, and Harry's body fell heavily.

Voldemort didn't stop, he was waving his hand, and Harry was colliding with it repeatedly, and his internal organs were about to be broken.

"Okay, just give it a couple more hits and it'll be fine."

John's voice came, and he sauntered out of the maze.

Looking at Harry, John said helplessly: "What did you say you came in for?"

Harry was speechless. He was staring at John in disbelief.

"He is smarter than you in this regard," John shook his head helplessly, "When he entered the Star Club, he should have guessed that I was fine."

"Really, Tom?"

John looked at Voldemort.

Voldemort also regained his composure, staring at John with his narrow red eyes.

"Are you surprised?" John chuckled, "You still have contact with the principal of the magic house, and you made Bellatrix become a human or a ghost. Your hobby is really weird."

"Led me in here," Voldemort sneered. "You want to ambush me?"

"Since it's an ambush, you shouldn't show up."

Voldemort raised his wand, and a bolt of green lightning flashed past John.

John ducked and said calmly: "Ambush? You are wrong, Tom."

Walking down slowly, John said calmly: "There is no need to deal with you like this."

"That's the fourth time, Tom."

He raised his hand and grasped it in the air, and the Silver Wake sword appeared in his hand.

The silver ring covered his arm, John smiled lightly and said: "You will still be defeated in my hands."

"This time, you can't escape."

John's words made people feel incredible that he actually wanted to confront Voldemort head-on.

Harry said anxiously: "John, don't underestimate the enemy!"

"Shut up." John said angrily, "I haven't asked you to join my Star Club yet."

Harry stopped talking.

"You are also ready for the fire dragon." Voldemort confronted John and asked, "How did you do it?"

"How to do it?" John said calmly, "Do you need a reason to serve your king?"

He took out a bottle of blood with an octopus swimming in it from his pocket, and John drank it.

Magic blood state.

John licked the corners of his mouth and his eyes turned into vertical pupils.

"It's time for us to finish this, Tom."

He took action.

The sword in his hand was slashed out, and a flaming sword blade cut through the void.

Voldemort immediately waved his wand, and green light flew towards John.

"The Dark Lord who has become obsolete, you should disappear into the dust of history."

John's body disappeared and reappeared, he pulled out his wand and waved it, causing Voldemort's feet to sink.

The second before he fell, Voldemort's body rose into the air.

Only two people can fly without the help of broomsticks and other props.

One is Voldemort and the other is Snape.

John saw him flying and started his meteor shoes to take off as well.

The wand was waved, and bright white light shot out.

Three silver shields appeared in front of Voldemort's wand, blocking the crushing curse, and shot a big snake with his backhand towards John.

John didn't dodge and cut the big snake directly with the sword in his right hand.

A wand in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.

John is both offensive and defensive, and with the magic blood state, John's magic level reaches close to level seven.

A big dog jumped out of the maze, Voldemort was bitten, and the big dog exploded into rubble in the next second.

The two hit each other from the ground to the sky, and then fell from the sky to the ground.

Transfiguration, dark magic, ancient magic...

Two equally knowledgeable people, at this moment, showed a duel of strength beyond the peak.

"I am the king of Slytherin!" Voldemort smashed the big dog John had transformed with a green light and shouted, "I am the heir of Slytherin and the descendant of Gaunt!"

"So what?"

John raised his hand to shoot out white light, and cut out golden flames with his right hand.

He sneered: "You're running away from your blood, Tom."

"Now I'm running from death again."

John raised his wand, and holes exploded in the ground, turning into hundreds of birds and rushing towards Voldemort.

A transparent protective shield appeared in front of Voldemort's eyes, and the birds shattered into pieces.

The sword in his hand was suddenly inserted into the ground, and dense gaps opened on the ground.

In the gap, red flames erupted.

Voldemort tried to dodge in every possible way, but his robes still couldn't escape being touched.

Holding the wand in both hands, John waved it from top to bottom.

The invisible blade cuts across the ground, and neat cuts separate the ground.

Pulling out the Silver Wick sword, John said calmly: "You have been running away, you are a coward, Tom."

Blowing out a breath, John was surrounded by mist.

His voice came from all directions, full of dreams.

"Stop running away and accept death, Tom."

Voldemort's wand spewed out a fiery serpent, burning and hissing.

"A broken soul is destined to have no rest."

Voldemort waved his wand, and the fiery snake rushed towards the mist. The red fire dragon flew out of the mist and collided with the fiery snake.

The aftermath of the two caused cracks to appear on the walls of the maze.

Harry was stunned by such a fight.

The movement was even greater than the battle at the Ministry of Magic.

The place is emptier and unencumbered by other people.

The fire dragon's claws tore apart the body of the fire snake, and the fire snake bit the fire dragon's neck.

The two fierce fires died together.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Broken to pieces! (Reducto)"

The green light collided with the white light, and the huge impact caused the fog to be washed away.

A strong light shone in all directions, making the air tremble.

Circle after circle of magic waves formed ripples and spread out.

Harry hid behind the maze wall and saw the wall shattering bit by bit.

It's like the weather has faded away after thousands of years.

John felt the magic in his body disappearing rapidly.

At the same time, the system prompt sound came.

[Ding, the magic blood is over]

[Get blessings from the characteristics of the spirit of the Black Lake: elves, software, growth, and immortality]

[Elves: Strengthen the power of elements]

[Software: Enhanced softness]

[Growth: Inhaling magic power accelerates and grows]

[Immortality: lifespan greatly increased]

The end of magic blood.

This means that the explosive growth in magic power that John briefly gained is also disappearing.

Voldemort's attack became heavy, and John controlled the Silver Wick Sword with his right hand to fly towards Voldemort.

Voldemort waved his wand, causing the Sword of Silver Wake to fly away.

The two attacks disappeared at the same time.

John took a step back, and that was it.

Let Voldemort find out.

"You're too arrogant."

A high-pitched, cold voice sounded, and Voldemort stared at John.

"You could have continued to grow. I need to admit that your growth rate and talent must surpass mine when I was a student."