Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Dudley wasn't going to bank on his twitch.

"If he doesn't leave, then he'll stay forever."

Dudley showed a cold smile on his face. The defense system of Hogwarts was designed by him personally.

Chapter 471 The radiation level above is very high

After leaving the Ministry of Magic, the two went straight back to Hogwarts. No one knew when Voldemort would choose to come, but it would definitely be tonight.

Hogwarts' defense system has been activated, and the junior wizards have been taken away by Professor McGonagall. The remaining ones are not a group to be trifled with.

All that's left is to wait for that group of people to arrive. The real show is about to begin.

Dudley first asked Dumbledore for the Elder Wand (fake), and placed an ordinary milky white stone on the top of the wand.

"Professor Dumbledore, I suggest you wear these special gloves and don't touch it directly."

"The radiation level up there is very high."

As he spoke, Dudley handed Dumbledore a pair of gloves made of special material.

Although Dumbledore didn't know what the radiation value was, he knew from the name that it must be something bad, so he readily accepted it. Anyway, his hand should be in an "injured" state, so he could use it to cover it up.

"It will take a little disguise, Professor. Don't forget that you took a deadly poison not long ago."

Dudley studied Dumbledore's face for a moment before handing him a glass of white potion.

Dumbledore took the potion and drank it all in one gulp. He smacked his lips a few times as he finished it and commented, "It tastes like lychee, but the sweetness is a little light. Any more?"

"Don't be too picky. Eating too much sweet food is not good for your health."

Dudley replied calmly, "This is a potion, not a drink."

"The potions you make taste almost like drinks."

During their conversation, Dumbledore's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, bloodless and lifeless.

Of course, he just looked unwell. Dumbledore himself was in good health and didn't look like a man over a hundred years old at all.

"You need to act a little weaker, otherwise you won't be able to fool Senior Tom."

Dudley commented, then pulled out a ring and handed it to Dumbledore, "Put this on just in case."

The outside of the ring looked ordinary, except for a blood-red gemstone on the top.

Dumbledore did not suspect anything and put the ring on his index finger.

At this moment, the two people who were still chatting paused at the same time and looked towards a place in the castle, that place - the Room of Requirement.

"coming."

In the room where every wish is granted, the long-sealed disappearing cabinet began to tremble continuously, and the next second, the cabinet door was pushed open.

Death Eater Antonin Dolohov stepped out.

He looked around for a while and found nothing unusual, then shouted into the disappearing cabinet, "Everything is normal."

The next one to come out was the iconic big bald head.

Voldemort.

"The atmosphere of Hogwarts is still so nostalgic."

Voldemort sighed as he looked at the furnishings in the Room of Requirement.

"Master, were you also a student at Hogwarts?"

Dolokhov asked curiously, but he soon realized that he shouldn't ask too much.

Voldemort gave him a cold look, and just this one look made him feel the blood in his body freeze.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

After saying this, Voldemort looked away, and Dolohov finally breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, he felt like he couldn't breathe.

The third person to come out was Bella and then Barty Jr. Both of them were students of Hogwarts, but neither of them had ever entered the Room of Requirement.

The Death Eaters came out of the cabinet one after another, and almost everyone was marveling at the magic of the Vanishing Cabinet, which could connect two places and ignore the effects of the Anti-Apparition Charm. It was even more convenient than a door key.

Voldemort walked to the place in the room where the crown was originally stored. He looked at the empty shelf, wondering what he was thinking.

"Master, all the staff are here."

The room was filled with Death Eaters, quietly waiting for Voldemort's orders.

"Your mission is to find Dumbledore and kill him. He is so weak now that he can't even beat a child."

Voldemort said with murderous intent, and then added: "Of course, if you find Harry Potter, bring him to me."

His purpose of coming here was to kill Dumbledore. He could kill a young wizard like Harry who had not yet graduated at any time.

If you find it, you can kill it as a prize. If you don't find it, it's no pity.

"And that Dursley, if you find him, kill him too."

Voldemort naturally remembered clearly how Dudley had played tricks on him several times.

But today the focus is on Dumbledore.

"Bella, Little Barty, you two follow me."

Voldemort ordered: "We will go find Mr. Snape, and the rest of you will release the Dark Mark after you find Dumbledore."

At this moment, Voldemort was as elegant as a gentleman, but it was a pity that his hideous face would never be recognized as a gentleman no matter how he looked at it.

The whole castle was silent, without a sound at all.

However, they did not find it strange, because at this time of year, there were only a few professors patrolling at night in the castle.

All the Death Eaters were unaware that their every move was displayed on a huge crystal screen.

"This crystal is really convenient."

Dumbledore sighed.

This is an alchemical product created by Dudley based on the principle of parchment making by the four 'Marauders' (James, Sirius, Lupin and Peter during their school days) and combined with the display form of the monitor.

It is also the most important part of the castle's defense system.

Intelligence is always the first factor.

Voldemort came to the professor's dormitory with ease and accurately found the room where Snape was.

"Welcome, Master."

"I knew you would come here."

Snape seemed to have anticipated Voldemort's arrival and was dressed neatly.

"Follow us."

Voldemort said with a smile. He was in a very, very good mood at the moment. Not only had he entered Hogwarts smoothly, but he would soon see the end of his biggest threat. How could he not be happy?

"Whoosh!"

A huge green skeleton emerged in the sky, with a lifelike poisonous snake appearing and disappearing in its mouth.

"It looks like they've discovered Dumbledore."

Voldemort said this, he felt that today was really his lucky day, whatever he did would come true.

"Let's go," he ordered.

Voldemort walked in front, with Bella following closely behind him. Barty Jr. and Snape followed side by side behind the two of them. Neither of the two people in front noticed that Snape's eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Barty Jr. at the side. What was even more surprising was that Barty Jr. actually nodded slightly at Snape.

Chapter 472 Dumbledore's End

Everything went very smoothly. There was not a single bit of resistance in the entire Hogwarts. It seemed as if the entire castle had given up resistance.

No, that’s not entirely true. It should be said that the only obstacle comes from Dumbledore.

The group of four successfully climbed up to the Hogwarts observatory, where they saw Dumbledore, who was so weak that he could only sit on the ground.

Yes, it was Dumbledore. Voldemort had never seen an enemy as weak as this one, and he dreamed of killing him.

There were five or six Death Eaters lying beside him, obviously they had just been defeated by him.

No matter how weak he is, he is still Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of the 20th century, who can defeat those Death Eaters just by moving his mouth and reciting a spell.

Unfortunately, there were too many Death Eaters, and Voldemort himself was there.

Voldemort looked down at his former Transfiguration professor, who could only lean against a pillar, so weak that he could hardly lift a finger.

"Professor Dumbledore, I didn't expect that we would meet again, and in this way. You don't look too good right now. Hehehe."

"Do you want me to call a healer at St. Mungo's?"

His tone was more relaxed than ever before, and he even made a rare witty remark.

Time seemed to have gone back to childhood, when Dumbledore and Voldemort met for the first time in an orphanage, except that their identities were reversed.

He, Voldemort, is the one who holds the initiative.

Then Voldemort's eyes moved to the Elder Wand in his hand.

His eyes immediately turned greedy.

"What a beautiful wand, but it has chosen the wrong owner."

The Elder Wand, the Death Wand. A treasure that can control life and death, a magical artifact that countless wizards dream of.

But is it beautiful? To be honest, it is just a bunch of round bumps that look like bumps, and it has no aesthetic appeal.

The most beautiful wand is Hermione's grapevine wand.

For Voldemort, beauty is linked to power. For example, he thinks he is very beautiful the way he is now, much more beautiful than when he was in school.

If he gets his hands on this wand, combined with his desperate strength, it would be like adding wings to a tiger, and no one in the entire wizarding world would be his opponent.

By then, no matter what Harry Potter or destined opponent, it will only take a spell to deal with him.

"I don't think so, Tom."

Dumbledore leaned against the pillar of the observatory and said weakly that if he moved forward half an inch, he would probably fall off.

"Really? But it's going to be mine soon."

Voldemort was not in a hurry to take action. In his opinion, he had already won the battle.

"Let me think about how to play with my former professor. How about a duel?"

"If you lose, the wand will be mine, and I will punish you with the most cruel punishment, Professor Dumbledore."

Voldemort had not called Dumbledore "Professor" for many years, and now he did not feel awkward at all. He was always magnanimous to someone who was about to die.

Without waiting for Dumbledore to reply, he continued, "What is the first thing to do in a duel? That's right, bow. Bow."

He bowed to Dumbledore first, then looked at Dumbledore lying on the ground motionless and said: "Professor, you are really rude, but I can let it go."

"Then turn your back to your opponent and take three steps each."

He said again, and then turned around, his back facing Dumbledore.

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Before Voldemort could count to three, Dumbledore suddenly raised his right hand as if he had a last breath and pointed his wand at Voldemort's back.

It's just that he is fast, but there are people who are even faster than him.

"Master, be careful!"

Accompanied by a loud roar, dark green light illuminated the entire observatory.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

The spell hit Dumbledore's chest, the wand fell from his hand, and he was flung out, his body floating in the air like a tattered rag doll, slowly falling on his back, falling from the top of the observatory until he disappeared from the end of the sight.

When Voldemort turned around, Dumbledore had already been hit by the Killing Curse and fell from a high altitude.