Chapter 264 The Night of the Dark Lord’s Fall

"Professor Tang, is your method really feasible?"

Under night, in a deserted mountain range, Snape and Townsend stood side by side. In front of them, Harry Potter held a wand and walked slowly into a cave with an uneasy expression.

Behind them and around the cave, there were sparse figures, inserting their wands into the earth in an orderly manner.

"You have asked me three times, Professor Snape." Townsend said calmly, "If you don't believe in my divination, you can find a way on your own, but I must kill Voldemort."

"Having Harry take the initiative to die in the future you see, will he really be able to survive?" Snape showed a rare expression of confusion.

"Didn't you give him the Resurrection Stone?" Tang Sen said.

"Resurrection Stone" Snape paused for a moment and glared at Tang Sen: "You have known for a long time that that thing cannot resurrect people at all."

"Maybe." Tang Sen said casually: "If you want to completely kill Voldemort, you must destroy all his Horcruxes, and as his Horcruxes, Harry is the one who must die."

"Unless your research on dark magic is stronger than Voldemort's, it is impossible for you to separate the fragments of Voldemort's soul from Harry's body."

Snape kept silent. Of course he had tried this method. In fact, when he learned the news from Dumbledore, Snape spent a long time in the library. But the book that recorded the Horcruxes had long been destroyed by Voldemort, and the books on souls were patchy and complicated.

What's more, even if he is proficient in black magic, the gap between him and Voldemort is too huge. The opponent's talent is of Dumbledore's level, and many times it can be achieved without hard work.

"So, the only way is to let Voldemort do it himself. If he happens to use the Death Curse, and the Death Curse happens to hit his own soul, then Harry can survive - this is a second-guessing curse. It’s a matter of odds of choosing one.”

"As for the probability, I think the Felixir you just gave Mr. Potter might be of some use."

Snape was still uneasy. Although this was not the first time he heard this explanation, and he recognized the feasibility of this plan, he still asked: "What if Voldemort doesn't use the Death Curse? Harry can't resist it." Any of his other spells and what if Voldemort hits the soul that happens to be Harry's?"

"The uncertainty of doing this is too great. I might as well use the Death Curse directly on Harry. Anyway, the chance is one in two."

Tang Sen glanced at him and said, "Professor Snape, if you care, you will be in trouble."

"The soul fragment hidden in Mr. Potter's body is not only a soul, but also a Horcrux, and the Horcrux cannot be destroyed by your death curse."

"The only one who can destroy it is its own master."

"If you use the Death Curse on Harry, I can tell you with certainty that he has no chance of dying, but will definitely die."

Snape opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but Townsend interrupted him directly.

"Don't worry, I have seen Mr. Potter come back from the dead."

He had indeed seen it, but not in dream divination, but in a movie.

Tang Sen's divination skills can indeed predict what he will do in the future, but divination is not a simple prediction after all. Divination requires mastering information.

Tang Sen would never be able to randomly predict the future of a person he didn't know or have met. Only the more detailed information he had, the more accurate the divination results would be.

Obviously, there is too much knowledge about Horcruxes and souls regarding Harry's survival. The results of Townsend's divination will not be very accurate. For example, pendulum divination can only show the rough results of this matter. , for example, it is predicted that Harry will survive. The swing of the pendulum is clockwise, but the swing is slow, which means there is a possibility of survival. However, coin divination is not suitable for this type at all because there are too many influencing factors. .

As for dream divination, this thing requires more accurate information, otherwise you may not see anything. For example, the dream divination that Tang Sen used in the divination class was so successful because he had the detailed information of all the students and more This was achieved through multiple divination times and my own perfect performance according to the predicted scenes.

In short, Townsend was actually not sure that Harry could survive.

He was just gambling.

Voldemort is going to be killed anyway, and the current method is already the best method. If the bet really fails——

Harry Potter's life was one of selfless contribution.

Not to mention the conversation between the two outside the cave, Harry slowly walked through the dark and damp cave, and there was a faint firelight in front of him.

He took a deep breath.

Thinking of what he had to do next, he said it was of course impossible not to be afraid, but he had no other choice.

He could only believe Professor Tang. As his most beloved divination professor and his most admired revolutionary leader, Professor Tang could not lie to him.

Anyway, he would eventually face Voldemort, so he might as well die generously.

Gryffindor did not lack courage. Harry suppressed his fear, tightened his grip on his wand, and quickened his pace.

Then he finally saw where the fire was coming from.

It was a burning firewood, and above the flame hung a large vat as high as one person.

The bright red liquid in the tank was steaming, emitting a strong smell of blood that was extremely unpleasant.

Harry knew where his target was without the need for anyone to remind him.

Voldemort was relying on some kind of ritual to recover from his injuries. Ironically, the other party had obviously lost his followers, so that no one could protect him.

Most of those Death Eaters were captured in Azkaban. Even if a small number followed Voldemort to the United States, they were ostracized and killed because they were incompatible with the revolutionary wave.

Harry noticed a wand sitting in the corner of the cave.

His heart beat violently.

Voldemort was careless! He didn't expect that he would be found hiding in such a hidden place! So there is no magic wand to protect yourself!

"Maybe I can kill Voldemort with my own hands!"

This idea popped into Harry's mind instantly. Compared to being killed by Voldemort, he certainly preferred the latter, even if after that, he would need to commit suicide to destroy the last Horcrux.

He waved his wand gently, and summoned the wand over with a silent summoning spell.

As a prospective graduate, simple silent spellcasting such as summoning spells and levitating spells were not a problem for him.

He tried hard to break Voldemort's wand, but for some reason, the originally fragile wand became extremely tough and made a sudden sharp sound.

"not good!"

Harry's pupils suddenly shrank, he didn't dare to worry about the wand anymore, and reflexively fired the spell at the vat above the flames.

"Shattered to pieces!"

boom!

The large vat and the bright red liquid inside suddenly burst out, and a ball of flesh and blood fell into the flames, making a shrill scream.

Harry was certain that Voldemort's injury seemed to be more serious than he imagined.

He didn't dare to neglect and waved his wand again.

"All petrified!"

The spell hit the flesh accurately, and the mass of flesh suddenly turned gray.

Only then did Harry relax slightly and look at the mass of flesh intently.

It can be seen that it is a naked, deformed, curled-up human body. The entire upper body - from the chest up, including the head and right arm, is as young as a baby, while the left arm and lower body are like a thin and rugged adult. human body.

This disgusting and unreasonable scene made Harry want to vomit, and he began to think about what kind of spell he should use to end the other party - the Death Curse was naturally impossible.

But the changes began.

Although it was clearly controlled by the petrification spell, the human body began to emit black mist, and a face without nostrils condensed on top. Voldemort's roar echoed in the cave.

"Harry-Pot-"

Harry was frightened and raised his hand to cast a spell, but the spell passed through the mist and had no effect.

Only then did he realize that he should attack the opponent's body, but it was already too late. The deformed body began to twitch, and the baby-like brain and right arm grew and matured unnaturally fast.

"How dare you interrupt my ceremony."

The black mist descended and turned into a loose black robe draped over Voldemort's body. At this time, he was no longer deformed and returned to his noseless appearance, but he still looked quite weak.

"Shut up, Voldemort!" Harry waved his wand again, and a shot flew past him.

But as the black mist rolled in, the magic spell was directly blocked.

"Oh, you took away my wand." Voldemort said in a very gloomy tone, "Do you think you can defeat me with such a shameful sneak attack?"

"Harry Potter, you have no idea what true power is."

"If it weren't for the damn magician, you would have died long ago. But you didn't realize how lucky you were to appear in front of me alone."

If it were Grindelwald, no, even if it were a normal person, he should be able to realize that it is difficult to find his hiding place relying on Harry Potter alone. Unfortunately, Voldemort has not reacted now.

He just wanted to vent his anger, and Harry Potter was undoubtedly an excellent way to do it.

His body suddenly turned into black mist and rushed towards Harry.

Harry hurriedly cast the spell: "There are many obstacles!"

But this obviously had no effect. Voldemort penetrated the barrier without any hindrance. Harry only felt a light touch in his hand, and Voldemort's wand had been taken away.

Not only that, but he also has his own wand.