The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 691 The Time of Victory
There is no night that is insurmountable, and no dawn that will not come.

The cold night is long and the dawn is finally coming. How can I be blinded by the green light of the killing curse in front of me!
Ada raised the Elder Wand and the Gift of Liberation shot out. With a bang, like a cannonball exploding, powerful spells collided in mid-air, and the aftermath of the explosion frightened everyone in the hall.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the top duel between Ada and Voldemort began again. Everyone could not even see how the two men attacked, but could only see the light of the spell constantly shining under the magic ceiling.

The attacks were performed at such high speed, and the spells were so terrifyingly powerful that people in the auditorium broke out in cold sweats just by watching from the sidelines, not to mention facing the attacks of these two people directly.

Wands were dancing, spells were flying, and the fight between Ada and Voldemort became intense from the very beginning.

Voldemort's already pale face became even paler at this moment, and his scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent. The murderous aura that overflowed was like a substance, making it hard for people to breathe.

Voldemort flipped his hand to deflect a spell directed at him, then swung his wand fiercely, and another green light flew towards Ada.

With her long sleeves fluttering, Ada nimbly dodged the dangerous killing curse, and with a wave of the old wand in her hand, the tiles paved on the floor of the auditorium flew up and spun towards Voldemort.

The lifted floor tiles were like the waves of the sea, hitting him fiercely on the head, and then suddenly turned into a clamp, clamping Voldemort's body. The floor tiles gathered and accumulated one by one, as if Voldemort was built into a brick wall.

Did you win?
All the spectators thought that the brick wall they longed for could crush Voldemort, so that they could cheer and celebrate this hard-earned victory.

However, Voldemort was not a worthless person, and such magic could not trap him. The deafening explosion hit the eardrums of everyone present, and the brick wall that trapped Voldemort was blown apart, with bricks and rubble flying everywhere.

“Drizzt, is this all you have got?” Voldemort roared, and with a wave of his wide robe sleeves, the floor tiles that had not yet had time to fly out condensed and deformed, and a giant snake stood in the auditorium with its head held high.

The giant snake head suddenly fell down, and Ada raised her magic wand——

Boom! In just a moment, smoke and dust filled the hall, and the ground shook three times. The onlookers could see neither Voldemort nor Ada.

As far as the eye can see, apart from the smoke that cannot be dispersed, there is only the green light that can tear everything apart, the green light that can take souls and take lives!

When the smoke and dust cleared, people discovered that the floor of the auditorium was cracked inch by inch. Ada was fighting with Voldemort again, and the giant snake made of bricks and stones had already fallen apart and turned into dust.

Ada swung her wand continuously, and the lightning extending from the tip of the wand flew up and down like a long whip, forcing Voldemort to dodge and move around like a circus clown performing a funny dance.

Watching Voldemort's dodging movements, a magical melody sounded in Ada's mind - everyday I'm shuffling
So, Ida opened her mouth and sneered: "Mr. Tom Riddle, are you teaching us how to shuffle?"

Voldemort didn't understand what shuffle dancing was, but the sarcasm in Ada's words was so strong that even a fool could understand it, let alone the Dark Lord.

Furious! A powerful spell with Voldemort's rage leaped out of the wand and went straight to Ada. The power of the spell was so strong that it made her scalp numb and even her hair stand on end.

Ada put away her joking expression and moved her feet continuously like a butterfly flying through flowers, dodging the extremely poisonous and evil black magic again.

There was another loud bang, and another stone wall of the auditorium collapsed. The morning sun poured into the auditorium through the gap in the wall, making people feel warm.

Taking advantage of Ada's dodge, Voldemort shot out killing curse after killing curse from his wand. He was no longer the Dark Lord, but a human Gatling gun.

"Don't you have love protecting you? Don't you have sacrifice protecting you? Why are you running? Are you afraid of death?" The furious Voldemort shouted. Ada's continuous evasion made the Dark Lord even more angry. Even though Harry Potter took the initiative to sacrifice himself and provided a layer of protection for everyone in Hogwarts, Ada still didn't want to face the Avada. What if she was disfigured and became Scarhead?
The most important thing is, what if Voldemort hits him accurately and the Dark Lord takes this opportunity to escape?
If Voldemort escapes today, it will be difficult to find him in this vast sea of ​​people. By then, everyone will be on high alert, guarding against Voldemort's sneak attacks day and night.

"You are totally wrong, Tom, death is not a terrible thing," Ada replied, dodging and approaching Voldemort.

To be precise, death itself is not a scary thing. After death, everything ends. What people are really afraid of is the unknown and the process of dying.

Ada tapped the old wand in her hand repeatedly, and several golden-red flames flew towards Voldemort. At the same time, her empty left hand slapped downwards, and the floor of the auditorium rippled like a rippling lake.

Voldemort waved his hands, deflecting and dissolving the attacking golden-red flames one by one, but the vibrations from the ground still made his body shake and he could not stand steadily.

"Avada Kedavra!" Ada chanted loudly.

The green light went straight towards Voldemort - just as the spell was about to hit Voldemort's chest, the Dark Lord dispersed like a cloud of mist, and the missed spell hit the wall of the Great Hall, creating a large dent.

A gloomy, spreading fog drifted in the hall, forcing back the onlookers and even pounced on Harry Potter, as if wanting to do something to the boy-who-lived.

But how could weak soul fragments be a match for a complete soul? Not only did Voldemort fail to possess Harry, but he was further dispersed by the wand wielded by the other party.

The misty smoke could not be touched or grasped, and gusts of cold wind suddenly rose in the hall. With the help of this bone-chilling wind, Voldemort's illusory disgust floated out of the castle along the gap in the wall.

Not daring to delay, Ada immediately leaped across half of the auditorium, climbed over the ruins of the castle, and chased after him.

"He escaped!"

"The mysterious man escaped!"

"Voldemort has escaped!"

Such shouts instantly filled the hall, and everyone's voice was filled with excitement. There were chaotic footsteps everywhere, some people ran out of the castle in the normal way, and some people, like Ada and Voldemort, climbed out from the gaps in the wall and broken windows.

Chase after him and never let Voldemort escape. This was the thought in everyone's mind, and the strong light of the rising sun shone on everyone's faces, illuminating the road under their feet.

Those who ran out of the castle were delighted to find that Voldemort had not escaped. The black mist was firmly bound by a thin blue flame rope, just like a kite being tightly pulled by a kite string.

Ada was flying the kite with her wand held high. She would never let Voldemort escape. Everything had to end today.

Post-war trials, reconstruction, and many other things are waiting for us to do and require us to do them, so we must not let Voldemort escape again and we must not let the Dark Lord's shadow continue to loom.

At this moment, the thin fuse suddenly burned violently, and the originally bright blue flame turned into a dark blue-black color. Voldemort, who turned into black mist in the sky, disappeared.

(End of this chapter)