Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

"This is the legendary Harry! He even knocked Voldemort to the ground!"

Cheers erupted, but Dumbledore stared intently at Voldemort's body lying on the ground; he couldn't believe Voldemort was dead just like that.

Harry Potter also frowned slightly at this moment.

Having extensive experience in beating people, he naturally knew exactly what Voldemort's state was.

The other party is definitely not dead.

He hadn't expected Voldemort to react so quickly; even though his soul had already been divided into eight parts, he was still able to unleash such speed.

He really underestimated the other party.

While he was pondering, Voldemort, who was lying on the ground, began to move.

He slowly stood up, his eyes fixed on Harry Potter, the hatred in them practically tangible.

“I haven’t felt this kind of pain in a long time, Harry, you really surprised me.”

Voldemort's voice, carrying a chilling aura as if it came from hell, was clearly conveyed to everyone present.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Voldemort's infamous reputation is truly terrifying.

"Voldemort, you bastard, you've been knocked down and you're still so arrogant. Harry will definitely rub your noseless, stupid face into a toilet rag later!"

Ross mingled among the students and shouted loudly.

He had just been frightened by Voldemort's voice, but seeing Harry Potter's fearless demeanor, he mustered his courage and uttered the most vicious words he had ever spoken.

Immediately, everyone turned their attention to Ross, looking at him with surprise.

Voldemort, of course, also noticed the red-haired boy, and gave a sinister smile:

"Fine, fine, after all these years, I've been insulted by a little brat like you. You foul-mouthed, despicable thing, once I kill Harry, I will definitely kill you."

Voldemort's expression sent a shiver down Ross's spine; he regretted saying those words.

But Harry Potter finally spoke up, glancing disdainfully at Voldemort who had uttered those threats, and declared loudly:

"Enough with the nonsense. I didn't shut you up the first time, so here's a second time. You're going to die today!"

After saying that, Harry Potter stomped his foot again, and his body shot towards Voldemort like an arrow.

Voldemort was also startled. Before he could utter any threats, he began to mutter incantations.

Before long, the powerful flames within his body burst forth, instantly transforming into intensely hot flames.

The combination of the Fire Curse and Transfiguration gave birth to a lifelike, fiery red serpent from the light at the tip of the wand.

The first one, the second one... the sixth one.

There were six of them in total, their tongues flicking as their massive bodies twisted and rammed into Harry Potter.

The terrifying scene quieted the audience below.

"Is this Voldemort?"

Ross's body was still trembling, clearly aware of the gap between himself and Voldemort.

He was struggling to even summon a ball of fire, but Voldemort was able to easily summon six giant snakes in such a short time.

"Stop talking, Harry's about to run into magic."

Hermione whispered, but her furrowed brows betrayed her deep worry.

At this moment, the professors' group was in an uproar. Even they were amazed by Voldemort's move.

The difficulty lies not in summoning so many giant fire serpents, but in summoning so many giant fire serpents in such a short time.

Regardless of what these people were thinking, Harry Potter was now facing the fiery serpent head-on. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 243 Voldemort's End

In an instant, the giant flaming serpent opened its mouth wide and swallowed Harry Potter whole.

Just the next second——

"Boom!"

A muffled sound, like the blasting of bells and drums, filled the air. The belly of the first giant snake exploded, and the snake vanished without even a howl. Harry Potter, who had stepped out of the flames, continued his charge towards the second giant snake without slowing down.

"Thump!" "Thump!" "Thump thump thump!"

The two giant snakes in front fell to the ground, but the three giant snakes that came from behind were easily defeated by Harry Potter.

"Harry won!"

Ross was the first to stand up and cheer. Just now, when Harry Potter rushed into the giant snake's mouth, he almost stopped breathing. He never expected that Harry Potter would be so unafraid of the flames, and the giant snake would be easily destroyed.

The other spectators cheered as well.

Both attacks proved Harry Potter's strength, showing everyone that Voldemort was not invincible.

The terrifying flames did not burn Harry Potter to ashes, but instead brought about an even more devastating offensive.

Amid cheers, Harry Potter's offensive continued unabated as he charged towards Voldemort. Voldemort's eyes widened, and he seemed to want to say something, but as soon as Harry Potter collided with Voldemort's body, he realized something was wrong.

Because of a single blow, Voldemort's body had already vanished.

It's Apparition Charm again!

Moreover, it was Voldemort's extremely powerful Apparition Charm; the opponent almost timed the Apparition Charm to land on him just as Harry Potter's attack was about to hit him.

One advantage of this is that it prevents Harry Potter from tracking down his opponent immediately and launching an attack.

Clearly, just one move Harry Potter made had allowed Voldemort to figure out some of the details of Harry Potter's movements.

“Harry, this gentleman must be your friend. I hope you can relax. After all, given the current situation, it's hard for me to guarantee his safety.”

Voldemort's sinister voice came from behind Harry Potter.

Harry Potter turned his head and noticed that Voldemort had appeared in the audience. His wand was glowing, and the tip was on Ross's temple. His other hand was gripping Ross's throat.

At this moment, a large area around the opponent had been cleared. Perhaps because of the cheers of the audience, the commotion caused by Voldemort's appearance in the audience did not attract everyone's attention.

Dumbledore couldn't help but turn his gaze to Professor Sprout. The protection spell had been triggered all along, so how did Voldemort suddenly appear in the audience?

Professor Sprout was also sweating profusely. He shook his head at Dumbledore, indicating that he didn't know how Voldemort had broken through the protective charm.

Everyone tensed up. They naturally recognized Ross, since he had always been on good terms with Harry Potter.

Harry Potter just displayed his incredible power, but everyone knows that Harry Potter always values ​​his friends. Perhaps this time he really will bring Voldemort to his doom.

Ross froze completely; he hadn't expected that his earlier, emboldened curse would actually provoke Voldemort.

Voldemort is indeed cunning and treacherous; when he can't beat Harry, he resorts to such underhanded tactics.

Feeling the magic stirring in his mind, Ross's body began to tremble involuntarily, and his legs felt weak.

"Mudblood, weren't you very arrogant just now? I said I would kill you, but today you might be spared because of Harry."

Voldemort's voice rang in Ross's ears, its sinister tone filling Ross's mind with fear.

But suddenly, his memory reversed, and he seemed to recall the wonderful time he spent with Harry Potter the previous Christmas. He was energized, and his eyes became firm, as if he had made up his mind.

He suddenly opened his mouth and bit Voldemort's hand.

Voldemort winced in pain, his eyes flashing with malice, but he knew perfectly well that his life was about to be exchanged with the boy before him. He did not cast the Killing Curse, but instead used other spells.

Tongue-locking and throat-sealing spell.

"Harry, don't worry about it..."

Just as Ross was about to shout for help, his lips tightened instantly, and he was once again captured by Voldemort.

Ross, who was just a child, naturally had no room to resist.

Just as Voldemort finished doing all this, he suddenly discovered that Harry Potter had vanished from the spot.

His eyes flashed, and he instantly caught sight of Harry Potter soaring into the sky.

"Harry, don't you want your friend to live?"

Voldemort shouted angrily.

Seeing that Harry Potter remained silent, Voldemort hardened his heart.

Now that his identity has been exposed and he's in this predicament, he's practically doomed and has no chance of survival.

But he is now just a fragment of his soul, so his death shouldn't be so meaningless. Instead, Harry Potter should live on in regret.

Without any hesitation, he had already begun to silently recite the incantation in his mind.

The tip of the wand was already glowing with the light of the Avada Kedavra curse; in less than a second, he could send Ross to his death.

Before he could finish his incantation, the magic transformed into a deadly force, and he felt as if his head had hit a mountain. Then, for no apparent reason, his vision darkened, and he lost all color.

Everyone was stunned.

Because in that critical moment, some of them even closed their eyes, but they didn't expect that Voldemort's head would explode in that instant.

Red and white were everywhere, and more importantly, at the same moment, the viewing platform next to and behind Voldemort suddenly exploded, scattering countless pebbles and raising dust everywhere.

The unidentified liquid that Voldemort blasted out didn't seem so bloody in the smoke and dust.