Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The fierce fire is not an ordinary flame and cannot be extinguished by normal means.

With just one hand, Voldemort easily suppressed the group of Aurors who drank the potion.

What if I have great speed and great strength? What if I can't get close enough to attack you ineffectively? What if you guessed all my moves correctly?

If you can't defeat me, then everything is fake and useless.

"A bunch of trash."

Voldemort's face was full of contempt. He was not worried about any number of useless Aurors. He was not afraid even if he was tricked a hundred times.

"You want to keep me here just because of these people?"

The Death Eaters behind him laughed in agreement. The group of Aurors led by Scrimgeour looked livid but were helpless.

“Knew this would happen.”

Amelia turned slightly to reveal Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore, please help me."

Dumbledore nodded and stepped forward. Without hesitation, he took out the Elder Wand, one of the three legendary Deathly Hallows.

When Voldemort controlled the Fiendfyre to attack other Aurors, he took decisive action.

He just pointed to the side, and one after another azure blue water balls emerged. They were also as clear as spring water. The effect in Dumbledore's hands and those in the hands of the Aurors was completely on two different levels.

The water balls fell on the giant fire snake one after another. Although the giant snake's movements slowed down, it still did not have much impact.

"Water cannot extinguish the Fiendfyre!"

Voldemort laughed mockingly, as if laughing at Dumbledore's choice.

Dumbledore turned a deaf ear to him. He knew of course that water could not extinguish the Fiendfyre. He knew a master who was most skilled in using the Fiendfyre spell. His purpose in doing this was not to put out the Fiendfyre.

The Elder Wand pointed at the Fiery Serpent, and the giant flaming snake seemed to be attacked by an invisible force. The giant snake, which countless Aurors were helpless to deal with, instantly disintegrated and turned into fireworks all over the sky.

Voldemort's laughter stopped abruptly. He obviously didn't expect that Dumbledore could dissolve his magic so easily.

Although he could also remove the opponent's Fiendfyre Curse, it would definitely not be as easy as Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was able to do this with his every move thanks to the Elder Wand.

The reason why the Elder Wand has the title of the strongest wand is not only because it can provide powerful strength to the user, it can also analyze the opponent's spell. No matter how powerful your spell is, it will be dissolved by it.

This attack and defense give the owner of the Elder Wand the ability to be "invincible".

Dumbledore did not give Voldemort any chance to breathe. He threw a burning red spell with his hand. Voldemort quickly blocked it with a spell. The red and green colors intertwined. However, after blocking it for only a moment, he realized that the spell was wrong, so he directed the spell to the sides. There were other Death Eaters standing beside him.

Unfortunately, the two Death Eaters did not die at the hands of the Aurors, but were killed by their own masters.

This time Voldemort finally realized something. His eyes fell on Dumbledore's hand, or to be more precise, on the wand in Dumbledore's hand.

There was a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

Chapter 406 Young man, sneak attack without martial ethics

However, this moment of distraction allowed Dumbledore to seize the opportunity and attack again.

He raised his hand and cast another extremely powerful spell. Voldemort had no time to defend himself. With a casual move, a Death Eater beside him stood in front of him uncontrollably and used his body to block Dumbledore's spell.

Voldemort casually threw away the unconscious Death Eater and took advantage of the gap when Dumbledore was casting a spell to launch a sneak attack.

Countless black spots of matter gushed out from his palms and flew in the direction of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore quickly put up a white shield to isolate these substances and barely blocked them.

This is some kind of ancient black magic, and I don't know what it is exactly. As for the effect?

The Auror next to him accidentally touched it and his body quickly festered. No matter how his teammates cast healing spells, they could not stop the spread. Soon, a living wizard was reduced to nothing but white bones and a pool of foul-smelling liquid.

Very evil and very scary.

When two wizards at the top fight, anyone else would be a burden.

No one can intervene in the fight between two people unless you have the same or similar power.

The battle between the two was dazzling, with all kinds of unknown spells displayed in their hands one by one, or it might be a competition of pure magic power, pushing the spells back and forth in the air like waves. The aftermath of the magic alone made the Aurors try their best to resist.

"What, Dumbledore, are you old?"

Although the fight was only a 50-50 one, Voldemort chuckled: "You used to have more tricks than these. It seems that you are no longer capable of this. I..."

"Master, there are so many bubbles around us?!"

Voldemort hadn't finished his trash talk when he heard his men exclaim.

Following his men's gaze, Voldemort discovered that countless water balls had been floating around him at some point in time.

He suddenly looked towards Dumbledore and found that he was smiling at him, with the same ill intentions as he had in the orphanage.

Bubble spell + floating spell + clear spring water, just like the giant fire snake, it is also a multiple combination spell.

The difference is that this is a combination of three simple spells.

Remember, the water ball was the spell Dumbledore cast at the beginning, trying to extinguish the Fiendfyre. Its purpose was not to deal with the giant snake at all, it was just a cover.

This means that while Dumbledore was fighting Voldemort, he was also secretly arranging these

Voldemort suddenly turned to Dumbledore. Dumbledore still said nothing, but his eyes seemed to tell Voldemort something.

'You are careless, Tom.'

"It's just a few ordinary water balls, no need to..."

Before he could finish his words, as if being slapped in the face, the floating water balls exploded together, and countless streams of water fell from the sky like springs, quickly occupying the entire space where the Death Eaters were.

Although they looked like small water balls, they contained so much water resources that kept gathering and increasing as if inexhaustible. Soon, a huge water ball was formed that covered the entire square, trapping Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

Dumbledore raised his wand to control the huge water ball, which began to rotate at high speed with itself as the origin, just like a washing machine. The Death Eaters inside could not even resist a little, let alone fight back.

This is not an ordinary water ball, it is some kind of alternative seal. Once you are caught in it, it is very difficult to escape from it.

The gold content of the greatest white wizard of the 20th century is terrifying.

Voldemort inside the water ball on the other side naturally couldn't just sit there and wait to die.

His lips moved slightly as he chanted a spell, and he crossed his arms over his chest. The next second, he turned into a ball of black gas and passed through the water ball.

It was another kind of spell. When it came to knowledge of spells, there were few people in the entire wizarding world who could compare to Voldemort.

Scrimgeour immediately commanded the Aurors to make a final attempt to 'sneak attack' Voldemort, as he was unwilling to serve as Dumbledore's foil.

Dozens of Aurors attacked together, and countless spells shot towards Voldemort.

However, Voldemort just waved his wand, and the spells disappeared in an instant. Voldemort's eyes were fixed on Dumbledore from beginning to end, and he didn't even look at them.

More than a decade ago, when Voldemort and his forces were at their strongest, even the most powerful Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix did not dare to confront Voldemort head-on, and could only resort to fighting in a guerrilla mode.

The fact that he escaped from Voldemort was something to brag about, and that alone was enough to prove his strength.

Scrimgeour was not born an Auror in the strict sense. He had never seen Voldemort's power and naturally had no idea how powerful he was.

"Scrimgeour!" Amelia stopped Scrimgeour: "Leave the battle to Professor Dumbledore. He is the only one among us who can match him."

Amelia had witnessed Voldemort's power not long ago, which was desperately strong.

"But." Scrimgeour was still unwilling, but seeing his old leader's firm attitude, he chose to obey.

The situation on the battlefield also changed. Dumbledore cast a freezing spell, directly freezing the entire water ball. It was likely that all the Death Eaters except Voldemort were finished.

As for Voldemort, he first pretended to vent his anger and shattered the glass around him. The next second, he drove countless glasses into bullets and attacked Dumbledore, but was defused by the other party with the Shattering Spell of the Elder Wand.

The two of them fought back and forth and barely managed to be evenly matched, with neither gaining any advantage over the other.

But strictly speaking, Dumbledore was slightly inferior to the other, because he used the Old Wand, which was known as the strongest wand, while Voldemort still used his original wand of thirteen and a half inches, yew wood, and phoenix feathers.

Dumbledore's face was solemn. He realized that his former student was becoming more and more powerful, even stronger than he was a dozen years ago.

He must have performed another dangerous magical transformation. Or perhaps it was through some method he didn't know.

All in all, he was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a figure suddenly jumped out from the Auror's side and cast a spell on Voldemort's back.

Such a blatant sneak attack was noticed even if Voldemort didn't turn around.

He frowned slightly (after all, he had no eyebrows) and waved his hand casually as if to shoo away a nasty mosquito.

This method is enough to deal with ordinary wizards. However.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

The invisible blade cut through Voldemort's spell and scratched his shoulder. If he hadn't noticed something was wrong at the critical moment, his arm would have been cut off.

The young man, without any moral principles, attacked an old bald man who was nearly seventy years old.

Chapter 407: Fake Potter Again

Voldemort was sure that his seemingly casual wave was enough to cancel the curse.

However, the fact is that the opponent's spell hurt himself.

After all, it was this existence that caused unrest in the entire wizarding world, and Voldemort soon realized the crux of the problem.

I did cancel it out, but there was another spell within that spell, and it was that spell that hurt me.

A curse within a curse? Quite a clever trick.

Feeling the burning sensation on his shoulder, Voldemort glanced again at the top of his black robe, where the color had obviously darkened.

He wiped it with his fingers and looked at the red spots on it.

"Blood?"

It has been many years since he was injured. The last time he was injured was in... It was so long ago that he couldn't remember it.

He only remembered that he had never suffered any harm since he took on the identity of Voldemort, of course, not including the pain he experienced from the magical transformation.

"Who?"

Voldemort turned around and looked. He wanted to know who had hurt him. Even at the hands of Dumbledore, he had never suffered such a great loss.

then

He saw

A man wearing glasses

A boy who looks so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.

The face that was engraved deeply in his mind like a curse.

"Potter?" Scrimgeour called out the boy's name before Voldemort, his tone full of confusion.

He wondered why the famous Harry Potter would appear in the Ministry of Magic, why he was mixed up in the Auror team, and why he would injure the Dark Lord who neither he nor countless Aurors could do anything about.

Is it true that Potter’s strength is unfathomable as rumored?

'Shit!'

With just a casual wipe, the wound on his shoulder healed instantly, and Voldemort sneered.

Potter? Harry Potter?

Do not!

Looking at the familiar smile on the other person's face, Voldemort knew that the boy in front of him could not be Harry Potter.

Who is he?

Does this need to be said?

Of course it's that one.

Dursley disguised himself as Harry Potter every time and escaped from him twice, causing him to suffer twice.

Harry Potter's cousin!

If Voldemort had to rank the people he hated the most, Dumbledore would definitely be first, and Dursley would be second.