Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

However, he finally learned a secret anecdote, the supreme and invincible old magic wand made him feel unbearable.

The manuscript left by Grigovic let him know the origin and whereabouts of the legendary invincible wand.

Since it is invincible, even with the restraint of the wand, it must be at the top of all materials. To restrain, it must also restrain other wands.

Otherwise, what is invincible?

And now, he got his wish, his wand was in his hand, and his biggest enemy was dead.

Voldemort snorted coldly at this time, and a chill from the bottom of his heart made everyone present shiver unconsciously.

His hideous face looked around.

"I found you." He whispered like a snake.

Trelawney, hiding behind the crowd, was locked by Voldemort.

He felt that his luck was really good.

The savior’s luck should be exhausted.

It's time for him to run.

Now, he could also hear the complete prophecy, and then solve Harry Potter, the entire wizarding world, there is no longer a threat to his existence.

"Come, tell me the complete prophecy, the nasty prophecy that once cost me everything."

Voldemort induced.

Trelawney's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, like a puppet controlled by chanting.

She began to open her mouth and uttered in a tone of no emotion.

Reverberating in the empty big room.

"The man who has the energy to conquer the Dark Lord approached and was born in a family that had defeated the Dark Lord three times... Born at the end of the seventh month, the Dark Lord marked him as a strong enemy, but he has what the Dark Lord does not understand The energy of... one must die in the other hand, because two people cannot both live, only one survives... the one with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month..."

Voldemort's magic power easily penetrated Trelawney's thick lenses, and she numbly began to obey.

In a trance, neither Flitwick nor Professor McGonagall blocked Voldemort's magic.

Their current thinking is also in an extremely chaotic state.

Even if they arrived, it didn't work. They couldn't intervene. Voldemort's sneak attack on Dumbledore was like an antelope with horns, no trace.

"It doesn't seem to have much content." Voldemort smiled freely.

Then he squeezed the old magic wand in his hand.

This is power, this is authority, this is supreme pleasure and satisfaction.

"You are despicable and shameless, the only person you fear is dead, are you proud?"

Trelawney's hollow eyes suddenly regained her look at this time, and she scolded.

Voldemort seemed to have been stabbed in a sore foot. As usual, if he met someone who dared to offend him so much, if he was lucky, he might die immediately, or else he would die in endless torture.

But today, he did not do so.

I don't know why, he wants to keep listening.

"What's the matter, noble person, ugly death, the despicable me in your mouth is now getting well, enjoying the fruits of victory." He laughed with a snake's neighing voice, and said triumphantly.

"Ugly makes people nauseous." Trelawney said disdainfully, and her expression went into madness.

Voldemort frowned. At this time, the woman told him all the prophecies at that time, but he was not satisfied as he imagined.

"Then I'll tell you one thing." Tenilauni's voice suddenly plunged into a frightening void again, her eyes focused on the front of the void, as if Dumbledore's ghost was in front of him. She was talking.

It's not the kind of walking corpses manipulated by people, but the extreme change in emotions.

"That prophecy is invalidated."

"Harry Potter, you won't have any contact with you again. You are right. He is just a kid with better luck, not a savior."

"Your so-called career will reach its peak."

Every time Trelawney said a word, the faces of the people present became ugly and pale.

Sirius even put his wand upright and pointed it at Trelawney. What she said now was like what a Death Eater said.

"Dumbledore is dead, no one can beat you." Trelawney screamed loudly, falling into a frantic state, but Voldemort felt more and more uneasy.

His instinct tells him that he can’t let this woman go on

"Except for yourself." The middle-aged woman finally spit out such a sentence slowly.

"Funny!" The old woman who once ruined his hegemony has successfully angered him by this time.

"Avada's life!" He raised his wand decisively, and a strange green light shot from the old wand he had seized, and directed towards Trelawney.

This woman has no use value anymore.

To save her life is just annoying

Voldemort felt the more surging power provided to him from the wand, which was more powerful, violent, and mysterious than his yew wand.

That one symbolizes the curse, and it’s so handy to cast by yourself

Trelawney closed her eyes again at this time, lost consciousness and could not resist.

Of course, there is no way to resist.

Many wizards are so vulnerable to the Unforgivable Curse, they will die if they are not careful.

At this moment, the bright crystal chandelier on the top of the ceiling suddenly fell, and dense crystal blocks suddenly gathered to form a shining square shield, with sharp edges and corners, which looked like a hideous weapon.

Abruptly blocked Trelawney, let out a muffled sound, flew the curse symbolizing death, and hit the golden fountain on the side. The uncontrolled water flow began to erupt, and the room was filled with mist for a while.Everyone's sight is hazy.

"Who interfered with my duel?" Grindelwald asked gloomily.

"It looks like you, you broke a fair duel, Voldemort." Grindelwald's figure suddenly appeared in front of Voldemort.

"The sense of pedantic integrity, I can't think of it. Grindelwald, the former demon king, who was so powerful on the European continent decades ago, would actually stick to this kind of rules."

"Well, you should thank me? I solved the hateful opponent who had imprisoned you for decades?"

"Then this magic wand should be my trophy, or in other words, it should be returned to the original owner." Grindelwald said coldly.

"The supreme wand, of course, is a qualified person who is qualified to have it." Voldemort said disdainfully, and at the same time talked with Grindelwald.

He doesn't want to fight with Grindelwald now, he needs some time to get used to the new magic wand.

Strong is not necessarily suitable, at least temporarily.

"Our goals are similar, why can't we join forces?" Voldemort lobbied.

"Put away your ridiculous bewitching technique." The wand in Grindelwald's hand was constantly waving, dazzling, dim, obscure, swift, and chaotic, symbolizing the light of the spell from the tip of the wand. Projected.

Then he was resisted by Voldemort and disappeared instantly.

However, Voldemort was shocked to find that the wand in his hand began to tremble in a disobedient manner, rebelling against his orders.

This was the second time Voldemort had encountered, and the wand resisted his orders.

For the first time, it can be said to be the so-called magic wand fighting against each other, because the wand is afraid of fighting against each other.

But now, what he holds in his hand is the invincible old magic wand. To talk about restraint, it should also be restrained by other magic wands. Why is this happening now.

"You have good luck today." Voldemort said coldly, he is not ready to fight today.

After only a few seconds of hesitation, Voldemort flicked his wand, and the whole world immediately became hot, and the room suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fiery flames, and then the whole figure of the man gradually disappeared into the void and disappeared in the flickering flame.