Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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The damn old thing can always touch the most unwilling place in his heart.

Voldemort was angry, the anger even overwhelmed the surprise and faint fear.

He roared like a ferocious beast, showing his fangs at Dumbledore.

"This is the Dark Lord?"

Moody could not help but sneer when he saw Voldemort's hysterical appearance.

The Voldemort in front of him was completely different from his impression.

The dignified Dark Lord, the more he lives, the more he goes back.

"Well, Alastor, it's time to do business."

Dumbledore waved his hand.

After saying hello, he didn't want to continue talking nonsense.

The old man's purpose is simple.

That is to completely obliterate Voldemort who gave up his human identity!

"it is good!"

Taking a cold glance at Voldemort, Moody opened the suitcase in his hand.

Voldemort's heart instinctively produced a kind of badness.

This feeling eventually turned into an impulse to attack.

No matter what the other party wants to do, he must stop it!

"Avada Kedavra!"

Although there is no magic wand, nor is it a human being, Voldemort can still use his bare hands to cast spells.

Moreover, completely giving up the weak human body, his mana is even better than before.

The bleak green light flooded the surrounding wilderness.

The violent wind screamed, and the Dark Lord grinned.

He is now stronger than he was in England, and he is sure to win when he meets the mysterious "Mr. G", even Dumbledore!

but.......

The facts are not the same as imagined.

The death-killing magic was blocked by Dumbledore with an understatement "Armor Curse".

Not only that, but the reflection effect of the "Armor Curse" even bounced the "Avada Soman" back!

Voldemort's eyes straightened.

But his movements were not slow, and he rolled around and escaped his own curse.

but.......

Peter, who was in a coma, had no such luck.

The curse hit the fat mouse impartially.

There are no last words.

Peter Perudi, the villain who repeatedly jumped horizontally and licked his sword, died in the aftermath of magic in a daze, and ended his despicable life.

"Damn it."

Peter was dead, and Voldemort had no sadness in his heart.

He just felt it was a pity.

Fat Mouse is his last servant who knows his roots and knows his roots and is easy to use!

Except for the traitors like Severus, Lucius, and Karkaroff, the "Death Eaters" who were loyal to him were either killed by Sauron or imprisoned in Azkaban.

In this land of the United States, he became a complete solitary.

"Albus!"

Here Dumbledore used the old wand to guard against Voldemort's death curse. Over there, Moody also successfully opened the suitcase and took out a lot of messy things from the suitcase.

Like crowns, lockets, rings, etc...

Voldemort's pupils shrank and his brain went blank.

How could his Horcrux...

"Are you familiar with Tom, these belong to you."

Dumbledore smiled.

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"How could you... how could you possibly know..."

The "horcrux" has always been Voldemort's greatest secret.

He believes that besides him, no one else in this world knows that he has made "horcruxes", let alone found them.

"It's not hard to guess, Tom, I read the memory of Principal Armando Dupete and learned that you once borrowed a book about dark magic in the library.

I happened to read that book, and I know that the page you secretly tore off and hid is the method of making "horcrux"."

Dumbledore smiled gently, as he did before.

"Our Tom is very smart and a bit conceited. Of course he thinks that he is smart enough that no one will discover his secret.

Of course, I must admire your ideas. Cliffs and caves and "Houses for All Needs" are both very good choices, but Gringotts seems too mediocre."

"Old stuff, you and I killed you!"

Things are far beyond Voldemort's control.

The moment the "horcrux" appeared, it was destined to be a battle in which there was only one winner.

"Alastor!"

Voldemort went mad, and Dumbledore did not hesitate.

He shouted.

Hearing this, Moody raised his wand.

"It's all gone!"

Fierce!

The curse used by "Mad-Eye Man" seems to be the black magic in the dark magic-"Fighting Fire Curse"!

The blue flames raged, and the locket was the first to bear the brunt, and then the crown.

Voldemort was struck by lightning, kneeling on the ground constantly vomiting large chunks of disgusting white flesh.

"Do not!"

The Dark Lord screamed, and the shadow of death was already over his head.

He made a total of six Horcruxes.

Counting the big snake, diary and Jinbei before, he has no five.

Now, only "Marvolo Gunter's Ring" is still there.

That was his last life!

"Please! Great Dumbledore, please! I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I can use my remaining life to atone for myself, really, as long as you spare my life, I can Go to jail, I can atone for my sins!"

Voldemort has no other advantage, except that he can see the situation clearly.

When the "Magic Lord" Sauron was in full swing, he could travel thousands of miles across the sea to the United States.When his life is threatened, he can also kneel down without hesitation.

face?

When he was in the sewers, when he was almost eaten in the Black Forest of Balgeria, no one cared whether he had face.

"I'm sorry Tom, although I am still calling you Tom, but I know that you are no longer the child in the orphanage."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"You have committed many unforgivable crimes. To allow you to live in this world is irresponsible to other people in the world.

As your professor, your guide on the path of magic, I must obliterate you, don't blame me..."

The old man is not pedantic, knowing that Voldemort's confession at this time is just a show of falsehood.

When all the Horcruxes were placed on the surface, Voldemort's life had already been drawn to an end.

Dumbledore raised the old magic wand and cast the "fire curse" himself.

"It's all gone."

Come to death, Tom.

Come to death, Voldemort.

Li Huo condensed into an angry fire phoenix and swallowed "Marvolo Gaunt's ring."

"Do not!"

Voldemort screamed, like a drowning man on the verge of death, trying to catch anything that could be caught.

But he is like an island floating on the sea, except for pain, he has nothing to rely on...

The flames raged, and the soul was swallowed.

Those ambitions and those arrogances all dissipated with the disappearance of Li Huo, leaving only an unknown and filthy body.

After all, the Dark Lord did not get back the "Magic Ring" he was thinking about.

On July 26, 1996, he fell.