The Age of Universal Gods: My God is the Big Boss of the Heavens

At this moment, being watched by the wizards of Hogwarts, the black gas that was constantly flowing in the forest looking for a host suddenly stopped.

He had already felt the gaze of the unknown, and he knew that there was no way out for him to cover up the traces, especially the black-haired guy before, who was too scary.

He had been paying attention to Dumbledore at the time, but he didn't expect that there was such a powerful existence in Hogwarts.

Voldemort, who had already accepted his fate, slowly reappeared. He looked up at the sky with unwillingness and resentment, and then heard him shouting in a hoarse voice: "Who are you? With your power, why do you want to become Dumbledore's running dog? As long as you want, you can become the strongest Dark Lord, and then the whole world will crawl under..."

Before Voldemort finished speaking, Tongtian showed an impatient look on his face. Summer insects cannot talk about ice. Voldemort's pattern is really too small.

"Noisy!"

Tongtian snorted coldly, and then pointed a finger out.

The finger passed through the light curtain, and appeared directly above the jungle as if it had penetrated infinite space.

The finger that seemed ordinary at first, now looked like a falling meteorite above the forest.

There were endless flames burning on the finger, and those flames were red with white, giving people a sense of justice.

This was obviously the sacred flame that could purify evil.

"No!"

Surrounded by the sacred flame, Voldemort's soul cried out in despair, and there were also shrill and resentful curses, but unfortunately everything was burned under the sacred flame.

Voldemort, who once pursued immortality and avoided death, was burned into residue and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"It's over?!" Professor McGonagall asked a little unbelievably. The scene of turning the finger into a meteorite through the light curtain was really too amazing.

You must know that Professor McGonagall is good at transformation magic, so she naturally understands how terrible the means just now were.

Not to mention completing such a transformation across infinite space, she would never be able to complete it even in person.

"The capable can do anything!" McGonagall sighed.

Tongtian glanced at McGonagall, as if he had seen through Professor McGonagall's heart.

Then he looked around, then flew up and said, "Voldemort is dead, and you all already know that I will resign from the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts next!"

Upon hearing this, the teachers and students who were just immersed in the joy of completely destroying Voldemort were all shocked.

After such a long time, Tongtian has become the pillar in everyone's mind through his own strength.

Especially after understanding the fate of the future, it is precisely because of Tongtian's existence that many teachers and students of Hogwarts have the confidence to change their fate.

But now Tongtian is going to resign, which is equivalent to directly pulling out the Optimus Prime in his heart.

"Professor Tongtian, who will teach us after you leave?!" Some students have already shouted loudly.

Tongtian said with a smile on his face: "I have found the most suitable teacher for you. To be honest, this person is even stronger than me in terms of dark magic, or he has reached the pinnacle of the dark magic field in this world. I believe he can definitely become the most suitable teacher of dark magic defense!"

Hearing Tongtian's words, everyone looked at each other, just like Professor McGonagall's sigh before.

Due to the powerful strength shown by Tongtian, everyone felt that he had reached the pinnacle of the magic field. He was omnipotent and there was no magic that he was not proficient in.

But now Tongtian actually said that there was someone who was stronger than him in the field of dark magic.

"Impossible, is it possible that there is a person stronger than Professor Tongtian in this world?!"

"Didn't you hear that Professor Tongtian said that he was in the field of dark magic..."

"Dark magic field?!"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, as if it was about to explode.

But Dumbledore couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart. According to what Tongtian said, there seemed to be only one person in the world who met the requirements.

Before Dumbledore could ask, Tongtian gently drew a finger in the air.

In an instant, a space crack appeared, and a figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

This was an old man with vigorous spirit. Unlike Dumbledore, who was old and strong but gentle enough to make everyone let down their guard, this old man stood here like a sharp sword.

There was a strong light flashing in his eyes, and everyone subconsciously avoided his gaze.

All the students looked at the old man and were a little confused. Who was this man?

Even most of the professors didn't know who the old man in front of them was.

But the next second, a cry came out from Dumbledore's mouth, telling everyone the identity of the person in front of them!

"Grindelwald!"

Hearing Dumbledore's shout, people with a little knowledge showed a look of horror on their faces.

"Grindelwald!"

"Dark Lord!"

"The first Dark Lord!?"

"Wasn't he defeated by Dumbledore?!"

"Even though he was defeated, he didn't die. He was imprisoned in the castle of Nurmengard. He suddenly escaped from prison and disappeared some time ago. This incident became an international news!"

It can be said that the appearance of Grindelwald and the fact that his identity was revealed have shocked everyone.

If Voldemort's existence has shocked the British magic world for nearly 20 years, then Grindelwald has been awe-inspiring for decades.

In front of Grindelwald, Voldemort is just a younger brother.

The first generation of the Dark Lord is undoubtedly the old man in front of him.

Looking at the people talking, Grindelwald's expression did not change at all. He was wearing an elegant and decent robe, holding a wand in his hand, with a proud expression, looking like a real nobleman.

Compared with the cruel and inhuman Voldemort, Grindelwald is a completely different outfit.

At this moment, Tongtian shook his head and said: "He is not Grindelwald. I have heard of that Grindelwald. He has died in captivity. The person in front of him, although also called Grindelwald, is not the same person as the former Grindelwald. He is not a Dark Lord!"

Hearing Tongtian's words, everyone's mouths twitched.

This kind of argument that a white horse is not a horse is completely challenging everyone's IQ. What is the former Grindelwald already dead? Although the person in front of me is called Grindelwald, he is not the former Grindelwald.

Does this mean that I am not the former me? !