Joyous Jun's Own Opinion

Then he saw a man with a face paler than a skeleton standing not far away, with two big red eyes, a nose as flat as a snake's, and two thin slits for nostrils...

This was the man who had appeared countless times in his sleep - Voldemort.

And this man was looking at him with a smirk at this moment, as if a green light would shoot out from the tip of this man's staff in the next moment, shooting straight at him without any hesitation, taking his life away.

"I want to calm down..." Harry told himself desperately, trying to calm down his blank mind and regain the ability to think.

"I'm not dead now, I survived Voldemort again." He had to get his thoughts in his head and accept the reality.

"Who saved me?" Harry thought, and then looked into Voldemort's eyes. This man not only looked at him carefully, but also kept scanning the other end of the cemetery from the corner of his eye. His scarlet eyes were full of fear. .

Harry tilted his head for a glance, and saw a tall figure standing quietly not far away, wearing a flowing silver wizard robe, and a knee-length silver beard fluttering in the wind.

That wizard robe was Dumbledore's official attire for the Triwizard Tournament today, and Harry guessed that only Dumbledore could save him from Voldemort.

Because that's the only person you-know-how is afraid of.

Chapter 36 The Death of the Messiah

"You broke the rules, Tom!" said Dumbledore.

Harry was a little surprised to observe the surrounding situation, he clenched his wand tightly, and secretly prepared the death curse, yes, Harry has learned the death curse now.

Harry, protect yourself. Dumbledore's voice sank, and he reminded solemnly, but he didn't turn his head back. The old voice penetrated the air and reached Harry's ears along with the crows' cries in the night sky.

If Harry could see Dumbledore's face, he would have found that Dumbledore's usual smiling expression had long been lost, and his face was serious, and there was no spark of joy under the half-moon-shaped lens. Instead, it is full of vigilance and prudence.

No one can take Voldemort's hand lightly.

Unobtrusively, the old man shook the wand in his hand slightly.

Then the branch seemed to be alive, and gently lowered Harry back to the ground.

The loose sand and stones under Voldemort's body suddenly began to condense at this time, and he was ready to attack.

In a blink of an eye, the mud and sand gathered into a tall yellow sand snake, spitting out its letter vividly, twisting its body and arching its body, as if it was ready to kill its opponent at any time.

Voldemort is well aware of the current gap in strength between the two.

Not to mention that Dumbledore would be older than him and have more experience than him. If it weren't for Dumbledore's bottom line and scruples, he would be even more disadvantaged.

Of course, this is also the point that he has always looked down on Dumbledore. In order to win, he has to do whatever it takes, but this sanctimonious old guy "dare not" and "will not" use those forbidden spells.

However, even if Dumbledore is "hands-on" to the extreme in his eyes at the moment, he is still an extremely powerful opponent.

Especially with the help of Hope Blue, Dumbledore is very tricky.

Six colors of light suddenly flashed, green representing will, yellow representing fear, and blue, purple, orange, and cyan all came to this withered yellow and dark cemetery at the same time.

The unprecedented battle of color and light made the lamp furnace brighter and brighter. Li Luo felt that his strength was being enriched, but this was not enough. Li Luo looked at Sirius Black with the blue lantern ring. not enough.

So let me add fire!A strange impulse spewed out from his heart, and a miserable green light shot out from his magic wand, hitting a soldier of the Yellow Lantern Corps.

With some kind of strange power, the soldier of the Yellow Lantern Corps, who was able to resist the fatal blow, collapsed powerlessly on the ground. He never imagined that he would die in such a humble way.

There was a certain excitement in Harry's eyes as the first man died at his hands, but unfortunately it didn't last long.

A ray of yellow light easily bound him. Although he was extremely good among young wizards, even many adult wizards couldn't match him, how could Harry be the opponent of these powerful yellow light fighters, let alone the Before they were soldiers of the Yellow Lantern Corps, they were originally highly skilled dark wizards.

Harry, who was captured inadvertently, made everyone involuntarily stop what they were doing.

"Harry..." Dumbledore looked at the captured Harry silently.

"Oh, is this the savior you chose?" Voldemort's wand tightly pressed the scar on Harry's head, a sharp pain emanated from Harry's body, but at this moment Harry just gritted his teeth , did not give in at all.

"A good seedling." Under Voldemort's feet was the corpse of a soldier of the Yellow Lantern Corps. He let go of Harry, and then bent down to look at the dead soldier of the Yellow Lantern Corps.

"Death Curse! What a clean blow! No pain! Perfect! Back then, at my age, I didn't have such excellent spellcasting skills. Dumbledore, your vision is really good." Voldemort laughed wildly, It's a sneer, a ridicule, and even a vent-like laugh.

"But it's all over now!" Suddenly, Voldemort roared. "Avada Kadamé!"

A miserable green light hit Harry Potter in everyone's horrified eyes. The savior who was well-known in the wizarding world died at the hands of his fateful opponent.

"No!" Seeing Harry's breath of life disappear, a roar came from the Blue Lantern Corps. Sirius Black, who was thin and pitiful, roared again in his heart.Two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and terrifying flames rose from his body.

"Intelligent life is locked. Sirius Black from Earth, your heart is boiling with anger. You belong to the Red Lantern Corps!"

A red blood-colored figure flew away the Yellow Lantern Corps that was restraining Harry Potter at lightning speed. He hugged Harry's body, blood and tears dripped continuously, and the red blood-colored flame burned everything around him. In the beginning, he didn't protect his best friend.

Now, he didn't even protect his son well, so what right would he have to call himself the other party's best friend in the future.

"Die!" A thick beam of red light shot out from Sirius Black's ring of light, and the huge force killed several soldiers of the Yellow Lantern Corps in an instant, and then Voldemort only saw a huge fist appear fiercely in front of myself.

"How dare you do this?" Voldemort, who was slapped in the face, roared angrily, even Dumbledore had never hit him like this. "die!"

The color of yellow and red was shining, without any words, the two sides fought again, but when everything was anxious, Snape, who belonged to Voldemort's side, suddenly struck back. He attacked the people who were jointly dealt with by Sirius Black and Dumbledore Voldemort, snatching Voldemort's wand at the best possible moment.

"Snape, how dare you?!" Voldemort roared in disbelief. Although he lost his wand, Voldemort's strength has not declined in any way. He still fought hard with everyone with the yellow light ring in his hand.

After Snape won the wand, he didn't say anything, and disappeared into a cloud of black mist. He was going to rescue Lily.

At this time, Li Luo looked at the once chaotic scene, but looked indifferently at the already dead Harry Potter.Death is not the end, but a new journey, are you ready?Harry Potter, a new life is about to begin.

Let all beings feel the end of death!

On the horizon, a black lamp furnace has risen from the ground!

Chapter 37 The Darkest Day