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William killed Voldemort with ease, without the slightest hint of pride.

He wiped the dust off his wand and sneered:

"Learn to pretend to be dead... Want to attack me?"

William sneered: "It's too much, this doesn't seem like something the Dark Lord would do."

Of course Voldemort wasn't dead.

Only now has William discovered his three Horcruxes.

Except for Ravenclaw's crown, which was indeed destroyed by him... The soul of the diary was resurrected and turned into little Tom after a series of tricks.

Little Tom and Old Tom form a weird Horcrux symbiosis.

The so-called symbiosis, the two are each other's Horcruxes, one exists, and the other cannot be completely killed.

Not to mention that Little Tom is still alive, even if he finds a way to remove the symbiotic state of the Horcruxes, there are still other Horcruxes that still exist.

According to Dumbledore's guess, the number of Horcruxes is far more than these three!

No matter how many times you kill Voldemort until all the Horcruxes are completely destroyed, he will never really die.

At most a shadow.

This is the greatest effect of the Horcrux.

An existence like a resurrection armor!

William has seen many times, and naturally he will not be confused by the illusion in front of him, thinking that Voldemort is really dead.

Sure enough, a shadow soon appeared on the baby-like corpse, like a wandering soul.

Voldemort glared at William angrily and ran off into the distance.

There, a wizard suddenly appeared, looking around.

William was about to chase after him, but the three-headed giant python, which had been entrenched quietly, suddenly came and stopped him from chasing.

Three snakeheads, five meters in front of William, jumped high from the ground and slaughtered.

William held the wand with one hand, and when he lifted it and pressed it down, the rune that fell on its head flew backwards and smashed a big hole when it landed.

Under the shroud of the blue magic spell, the arrogant giant python, whose body was seven or eight meters long, split five or six blood troughs in an instant.

William didn't waste time chasing it, but wiped the ring on his left hand and threw it to Hermione.

The alchemy sword that Dumbledore had sent was left on the tail of the White Dragon when William stabbed it.

Then it fell into Venice's Grand Canal.

Later, following the magic left on the silver sword, William went to the bottom of the river and found it again.

After Hermione took the ring, she skillfully put it on her thumb, and a silver sword appeared in her left hand.

The two exchanged a look, without much communication, they were all in the same heart.

One kills a snake,

One kills!

With her wand in her right hand and her long sword in her left, Hermione walked carefully towards the rune, which had been seriously injured.

These days, if you can't master swordsmanship, is that still a witch? !

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Theon poked his head in the forest, ready to move closer.

Before, he was forced by Stark to find the runes, all the way to the vicinity.

Stark and Granger continued towards the lair, Theon could have run away, but then thought:

If Stark and the wizard go hand in hand...he can pick it up!

Maybe even a double kill!

Therefore, Theon did not leave, but sneaked closer.

At this moment, he felt a chill on his back, and there seemed to be a dark shadow... attached to him.

"Give your body... to me." A hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

As if struck by lightning, Theon turned pale, and his body began to tremble violently involuntarily.

"I will be gentle with your body and let it be nourished by me."

Soon, Theon's eyes...began to slacken.

Snapped!

William Apparated and appeared not far away, frowning at Theon who was standing still.

William is not a dark wizard, just a student, and it is impossible to kill others easily.

So he let Theon go, only to come back and be possessed by Voldemort.

There is no limit to death, you can't stop it!

"You are indeed my enemy in life, Stark."

A hoarse voice came from Theon's body.

William shook his wand and said softly:

"The enemy of your life is Harry, not me, make no mistake about that."

"And..." He said strangely: "I just showed mercy, let you go and let you go.

Dark Lord, why don't you run away, why are you still here..."

"Ha~ have mercy...let me?" Voldemort's face appeared on the back of Theon's head.

The face was terrifyingly gloomy.

This is full of yin and yang, and I don't know who to learn from!

The yin and yang wizards... be damned!

Voldemort was furious.

Before his body was warmed, he was instantly killed and turned back to a shadow state, and he still had to listen to Stark here... yin and yang? !

He is full of anger now and just wants to vent!

William continued: "You cling to Theon hastily, and you don't have as much control over his body as Quirrell.

Do you think...will be my opponent? "

William shook his head sarcastically.

If you can solve problems with strength, Voldemort will definitely use strength.

If little Tom was here, he would definitely choose to leave and secretly make trouble.

This is the difference between the two.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly smiled: "Voldemort, you used to live in the shadow of Professor Dumbledore.

Today, I'll be your new...Shadow!

rest assured,

I am tonight,

Only kill you twice. "

"You're courting death!" Voldemort controlled Theon, aiming his wand at the surrounding trees.

Stark was right, he forcibly conjured Theon with magic, which was different from Quirrell's automatic donation of his soul.

The power he can master will be attenuated a lot.

But there is a magic that can devour this place without spending too much power on him!

As the wand waved, the light diffused out, scattered but not chaotic, and finally condensed into a black flame the size of six thumbs.

- The Fire Curse!

The devil's flames swam endlessly on the ground, like a vicious python spitting out a letter, choosing someone to devour.

Voldemort did not rush to give William a fatal blow, but continued to tap water. With every wave of his wand, flames shot out, burning the surrounding forest.

The Curse of Fire does not require much power from Voldemort, just fall on the forest, and it will spread quickly.

It's like a demon, it doesn't completely devour everything, it won't go out.

William wasn't too alarmed. For him, there were many ways to deal with the Fire Curse.

Like... using a similar fire resistance.

He took out the Holy Grail from the safety watch, and with a flick of his wand, the jumping flames fell to the ground.

The blue-and-white flame, which was originally only the size of a torch, burned in the forest at the same speed.

Voldemort waved his wand, and the six swimming snakes gathered together.

William spread his arms and swung his wand quickly.

Accompanied by a strange sound one after another, like the roar of some kind of monster, the blue and white flames finally converged into a huge fire dragon.

Then it paused for a while, and stabbed towards the black snake with an indomitable momentum.

Countless Aurors appeared on the edge of the Albanian forest.

"The forest is going to be destroyed!"

The Auror exclaimed, watching in horror as the two flames ~lightnovelpub.net~ collided with each other.

Two hostile flames, rubbing and smashing, chi chi burning, and the smoke has a pungent smell.

But the blue and white flames seemed to be superior, and the devil flames were quickly swallowed up.

The fire dragon raged in mid-air, spewing out an incomparable dazzling blue-white light.

The flames swayed.

Theon slowly lowered his head, his body was cut off by the waist, and his whole body quickly burned.

A mouse emerges from a cave, he becomes Peter, grabs the head, and Apparates away.

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