Chapter 1032 ?
Allen in front of Voldemort just raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously and did not open his mouth. Two apparating black mist appeared next to him. The pupils of the mysterious man contracted, and his red eyes stared fixedly at the two Allen who suddenly appeared. He vertically pupils constricted with anxiety,
"The name Voldemort comes from French, which means escape from death." One of Allen's clones waved his fingers and used illusion to make the name Voldemort appear in front of him, and then separated them into this sentence, "Tom, I Of course I know that I am so afraid of death, you know my sister-in-law's background, so my French is not bad..."
"Tom, what do you think this is?" Alan's other avatar took out Voldemort's demon magic book and a wand with a unique curved style that looked like a finger and shook it in front of Voldemort.
Recognizing the spellbook and the hand that belonged to You-Know-Who screamed, Voldemort's big empty pale hand clenched together, "What have you done?! You've gone where you shouldn't be. !" Immediately, a flame was sprayed from his unclosed mouth towards the clone of Allen who was holding something, and a green light flew out of Voldemort's wand and shot at Allen's body. (Author's note: The only place in the original book where Voldemort felt a little bit of an emotional change, except when he was applying to Dumbledore, was when Bella screamed after being killed by Molly.)
Alan's avatar who didn't take anything easily used the shadow shield to block the magical flame for the avatar holding the object, and Alan's deity narrowed his eyes in disdain to face the cable that was still far away from him. Fate curse.
What happened next broke the common sense of wizards watching this duel-Alan's deity did not move his position or atomize Dobby himself, nor did he use Transfiguration to pull up obstacles, he just stared at Voldemort's shot The menacing killing curse, and after flying a short distance, the green light suddenly turned around without any warning and flew back towards its creator.
Voldemort was dizzy in a panic, and used the Killing Curse on Allen without thinking. He didn't consider the distance between him and Allen at the time, which had been avoided by Allen too much in the duel just now. The second Death Curse will not pose a threat to the opponent at all.
But now that the death curse turned back halfway, Voldemort felt as if he had been splashed with cold water and woke up. He stepped sideways to avoid it, and there was no suspense for the death curse countered by Allen The ground fell and the air strike hit the place where Voldemort stood just now—this is the spell countering ability that Allen learned in ancient times. Out of caution, in the previous duels, he had always used a more secure method to avoid the death-killing curse of the mysterious man. It was only now that the distance was right and he was familiar with the mysterious man's spell-casting. one hand.
"Tom, it's no secret to me and Dumbledore that you dared to make multiple Horcruxes for yourself... It's not difficult. But obviously, you don't know anything about the danger?" See When he successfully countered Voldemort's Killing Curse, Alan, who was in a good mood, said a few more words.
"Don't try to scare me! Harris!" Voldemort saw that the other party already knew the secret he had revealed, and he uttered a cry of disbelief to refute Alan and comfort himself.
"Tom, if you don't believe me, you can check it yourself... Don't worry, I'm different from you, I don't have the habit of killing a pregnant woman at all... Sirius's cousin is safe, but the binding spell probably takes a while." It will be resolved... One thing is true, I can't kill you until all your Horcruxes are eliminated..." Allen spread his hands indifferently, "This is just a warning for you to attack the British magic world indiscriminately... In addition, I also confiscated some assets in your secret base,
It will be used to compensate the losses of the wizarding world and the Muggle world caused by your misconduct... But this wand... I will return it to you, or you probably have no money to buy it now..."
After finishing speaking, Allen threw Bellatrix's wand in his hand towards Voldemort, and the wand flew towards Voldemort quickly, but before he could get close to Voldemort, he was bounced away by Voldemort's armor body and fell to the ground. On the ground, it bounced a few more times before stopping, lying quietly on the lawn of the small park.
Knowing the cunning of the wizard in front of him, Voldemort took a deep breath after blocking the wand that he thought might be a trap, and then slowly exhaled, staring at Allen. Bullido already knew and solved several horcrux matters, although he couldn't wait to check the safety of his horcruxes with his own eyes, but he didn't believe it and didn't want to believe it, he convinced himself that it was just a trick in front of him The boy and Dumbledore's conspiracy was to reveal the location of the Horcrux when he himself was checking.
"Boy, you are still too naive. I alone involved the Ministry of Magic and your actions, attracting all of you's attention, and my servants..." Under the live broadcast at this time, I didn't want to lose face Voldemort sneered, raised his snake face and said arrogantly, "Do you think that after these Aurors came and we agreed to a duel, I simply ordered my servants to retreat?"
"Hey hey!" Voldemort laughed with satisfaction when he saw Alan's astonished expression and the exclamation in his ears. He thought he had finally won the game tonight, and Alan let a The clone apparated and disappeared in place.
"You and Dumbledore's men, those two stupid red-haired twins... the house of the pure-blood traitor... they will taste the bitter fruit tonight. Some of the pure-blood families have become sick. I must prune the leaves and keep him Isn't it healthy?" Voldemort opened his arms, as if showing off his pure black robes that had been restored, "As for the threat you just said to me, I think you'd better be careful...Harris, even if you can guarantee Your own safety, but you can’t protect those loved ones around you forever, they will live in fear, and you have nothing to do with me now! And you can’t kill me now!”
Allen in the distance still didn't have anything, just waved his hand down lightly and cleanly, and almost instantly the sound of something landing came from Voldemort's ear, followed by a momentary pain in his right wrist, he looked down Fuck, his right hand was severed from his wrist by Alan's Shenfeng Wuying when he opened his arms. The pain instantly overwhelmed his nerves, and the blood flowed from his severed wrist to the ground. On the ground, the cyan veins are clearly visible—Voldemort knew that ordinary restorative spells would have no effect on the damage caused by this black magic. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain without trying to stop the blood from the wound with his wand, and the smell of blood rushed into his nose The more intense, the blood stimulated his pupils.
"Although I'm sorry to break your illusions, Tom, my double told me that the death knights I left at Mr. Lovegood's house saved the Burrow. Although they were injured, only yours died. People..." At this moment, Allen's voice came into his ears, and the voice was a bit serious: "Tom, although I really can't kill you now, but you remember, next time if you dare to come to what I declared Those lands under my protection, beat you to the state you were after October 31, 1981, I think I can still do it."
Hearing Voldemort, who further disappointed and frightened him, noticed that Allen took another step towards him, and his figure simply turned into a puff of black smoke, and disappeared from the duel scene in an instant.
The middle-aged bald-headed wizard who had been monitoring the live broadcast in front of the monitor stood up straight and waved his fists excitedly. In an instant, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the arena. Due to the live broadcast just now, the wizards watching have been forcibly suppressing their inner excitement. At this time, seeing the actions of the middle-aged wizard, the wizards no longer suppressed their hearts no matter whether they were on the scene or behind the TV. surging.
"Win, Principal Alan Harris won!"
"The most powerful wizard in the world is Alan Harris!"
"And with such an overwhelming victory! Mystery... No! The half-blood wizard Tom Riddle has been driven away!"
There was an enthusiastic shout on the field, and everyone let go of their voices to cheer, while Allen glanced indifferently at the severed hand on the ground with bone-white fingers like spiders, which was covered in blood and covered with a few blades of grass. Using the Flying Curse, it flew to Allen, together with the wand that Voldemort didn't bother to pick up when he fled, and Allen took it into his pocket.
A lot of black fog appeared in the duel venue again. Lun from the Ministry of Magic rushed to the scene with several staff members. He stood beside Alan and said nothing. The two brothers just gave each other a knowing look, and Furong Then she held the microphone and led the photographer to the scene. She calmed down a little, and after confirming Alan's position, she held her head high and hurried towards Alan.