Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

If Voldemort is still Voldemort in the war with Dumbledore in the Ministry of Magic, then Ivan and his duel, even if they won't win, will not lose so badly, but he has now begun that evil physical transformation of magic, demonized, with power far beyond the wizard.

His strength will continue to grow as the transformation progresses.

Unusual magic can no longer cause damage to Voldemort, and I'm afraid Ivan would not have gotten away with it easily if it hadn't been for the Guardian God's spell, which has a certain grammar effect on the Evil God.

During the battle with the Evil God, the Guardian God has been effective, but this time the Guardian God spell has been effective, the next time you encounter Voldemort, it may not be effective.

For wizards like Voldemort, the same magic and attacks will not work again and again, even if the Guardian's spell has a powerful effect on the Evil God. Through tonight's battle, Evan realizes that they are currently unable to harden against Voldemort and cannot fight at all, or must hurry to find the remaining Horcruxes and Secret Treasure Keys.

Sirius, how are they? ”Ivan gasped and asked, looking at Hedwig in the cage.

Hedwig stared into the large amber eyes and blamed Ivan, seemingly complaining about the collision caused by that rapid flight he had just taken.

Then it lowered its head and began to tidy up the messy feathers.

“Alive, thanks to you tonight, Evan!” Sirius said that he had just finished checking Moody's Square and was banging roughly on the door of 12 Grimo Square, “The madman was weak, he was going to lie down for a long time, let Rhymes take a look for him later, I wasn't very good at dealing with this black magic injury; Ron was fine, he was just in a coma, the black head must have mixed him up with Harry, we got there in time, he didn't have time to do any further damage to Ron, thank goodness...”

At this point, the door was opened from inside and Kriche was looking at the four people at the door in a panic.

“God, Young Master, Young Master Ivan, you guys...”

“Shut up, Cliche, and help me get them both in.” Sirius impatiently said that his attitude towards Cleeche had been less than friendly, and after handing Moody and Ron over to his family to raise the elves, he walked Ivan into the dark door, “Our plans for tonight were leaked, and a traitor appeared inside the Phoenix Society, which is why he was ambushed. It's terrible that the Dark Head showed up at Ron's, but that's also good news, and Harry and Hagrid should have plenty of time to leave. ”

“Counting the time, they should be here.” As long as the identity is not identified, there will be no problem, "Ivan said. ”

Ivan and Sirius fought Voldemort and the Death Eaters for a while, but they didn't last long, and they came to Grimo Square with Moody's and Ron's direct phantoms, saving a lot of time in the middle, so they arrived earlier than the other five groups, hopefully Harry would be fine there.

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The motorcycle slowly dropped, and Harry suddenly got worried, and Voldemort never showed up and worried him.

He looked around at the endless darkness and felt a little dangerous. Where are they?

Suddenly, Harry's scars ached like fire, and he felt, Voldemort in anger, unusual anger, a blurred image appearing in Harry's head, Harry seeing a lot of black smoke, and they surrounded Voldemort, and he just floated in the air, angry.

Voldemort's fury swept the limits of the spell and brought him closer to Harry.

“Come on, Hagrid, here he comes...” Harry covered the scar, painfully saying, leaning powerlessly against Hagrid's back.

“Who's here?” Hagrid turned around and asked worryingly, "Don't worry, Harry, we're at the place, right down there. ”

“No, here he comes, hurry up, Hagrid, Vol...” Harry stopped furiously, and Voldemort in his head appeared in front of him, the two gradually merging.

The black fog, the scarlet eyes, the pain of the drill, and...

Hagrid also saw Voldemort, who screamed terribly, riding his motorcycle almost vertically down.

Harry grabbed Hagrid's clothes tightly, because of the scar's pain, he felt like he was about to faint.

A green light swept past him. After a loud noise, the motorcycle engine started sparking, and the car went completely out of control, spinning down from the air, Harry completely lost his sense of direction, and his scar still hurt like a fire, making him feel like he could die at any moment.

The dark mist from all sides covered Harry, he felt a bitter cold, he saw Voldemort snake-like pale face holding him closer and closer, it was all over, Harry knew he was caught by Voldemort, despair and death were coming, scars of severe pain kept him from opening his eyes.

At this moment, his wand began to move itself.

Harry felt the wand dragging his hand like it was attracted to a magnet, and in that pitch-black fog, his wand automatically pointed to Voldemort, and his half open eyes saw a thin golden glow, accompanied by crushing noises and angry screams.

Voldemort shouted, "No! ”

Harry was surprised to see that the mighty Voldemort had been struck out by the magic of his wand.

Then he found himself so close to the button on the flame spray device.

He pressed it with the hand that didn't hold the wand, and the motorcycle burst into flames and fell down.

“Hagrid!” Harry grabbed the motorcycle so desperately, “Hagrid flew! Hagrid!”

Boom!

The motorcycle rushed to the ground like a slippery meteor, and Harry's magic went off with the dark mist on Hagrid.

Now, he can't see anything but the lights getting closer and closer.

At the last moment, he turned around in the air and stared straight into those red eyes, as if it were the last thing he had seen in his life.

Blinked, Voldemort disappeared and everything went to peace.

Harry looked down and found Hagrid lying on the ground beneath him like a “big” word.

Then he and the motorcycle also fell into a mud pit.

“Hagrid!” Harry struggled to climb up in a wretched piece of metal and leather wreckage, his palms plunged back into the mud.

He couldn't figure out where Voldemort had gone or why his wand had moved itself to repel Voldemort.

Harry found it incredible that maybe only Evan would be so powerful that he could repel the magic of Voldemort.

If Evan knew what Harry was thinking, he would have told Harry that he couldn't do it.

The blood spell left behind by Harry's mother protected him, an ancient protective spell that was stronger than anyone could imagine and even defeated Voldemort as an evil god.