Harry Potter Raven's Claw

What Franklin said was nothing Mike could not hear.

At this moment, he was already lying on the back of the Thunderbird, carrying the Thunderbird toward the terrifying water tornado at a speed that was almost comparable to lightning!

Around them, countless lightning is surging!

I don’t know whether it was Voldemort’s instruction or the special physique of the Thunderbird, but since Mike rode on the Thunderbird, he found that all the lightning around him were gathering towards them.

Fortunately, the thunderbird itself has a certain ability to control lightning. Under the control of the thunderbird, most of the lightning is led elsewhere by it, and the remaining thunderbird does not pose any threat to the thunderbird. Instead, it is absorbed by the thunderbird and becomes its source of energy for its high-speed movement!

But this situation quickly changed, because Mike and Thunderbird finally rushed into the scope of the waterspout!

As soon as it entered, the thunderbird slowed down under the action of the hurricane, and a wail broke out in his mouth.

The bitter water knife mixed in the gale of wind easily cut open the tough feathers of the thunderbird, leaving dense wounds on its body.

A circle of blood mist suddenly exploded in the air, and the lightning bird's light brown feathers were completely dyed red in an instant, and the blue and white electric light wrapped around its body was dyed scarlet!

The severe pain made the Thunderbird instinctively want to escape from here.

But at this moment, a stinging pain came from its neck. Mike, who had been lying on its back, directly inserted a half of the holy sword into the back of the Thunderbird's neck.

This sudden change made the Thunderbird give up the idea of ​​escaping and could only continue to rush forward in an almost tragic way.

Fortunately, Mike is not a devil. After confirming that the Thunderbird had given up running away, he also took out his magic wand and created a huge reinforced armor protective spell to cover him and the Thunderbird.

The moment the shield appeared, there were bursts of dense crackling sounds coming from the surface. Mike was surprised to find that the water droplets hit the translucent shield, which actually caused dense sparks! This was simply unscientific!

However, Mike's attention was quickly diverted from the wonder of sparks on the shield.

Because the attack from the outside world was too fierce, the shield he released was not strong enough, and he could only try his best to output magic power to barely maintain it.

Feeling the magic power that was being consumed in his body wildly, Mike once again felt the huge gap between ordinary wizards and legendary wizards.

Ordinary wizards can only rely on the magic power in their bodies to forcibly create supernatural phenomena, but legendary wizards can freely mobilize various forces that already exist in nature. The magic power in their bodies only plays a role as a pry stick, and the consumption is pitiful.

This made Mike yearn for the legendary realm even more.

However, although their situation is very bad at this moment, fortunately, the Thunderbird's speed finally returned to normal after it released the shield. Judging from the current situation, they will soon be able to contact the water tornado body.

‘Next, it depends on you, Arthur.’

Looking at the water tornado that was getting closer and closer, Mike instinctively thought.

Just as they were about to collide with the water tornado, Arthur on the ground below suddenly swelled up as if he was feeling something from his heart. Then, the silver sword he held high in his hand finally fell down!

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Voldemort stretched out his hand in horror, trying to catch the ashes, but it was all in vain.

Finally, as it was about to completely dissipate, Voldemort finally woke up.

He slowly looked down at Mike who was falling with the thunderbird, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said softly:

"Do you think you won? I'm immortal."

After saying that, Voldemort's remaining upper body also dissipated, and then the terrifying water tornado also lost its source of magic and began to collapse. The sea water swept into the sky was mixed with various marine creatures falling from the clouds like raindrops, forming a wonder of fish from the sky!

“Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mike in the air gasped and waved the wand in his hand, then a thrust rose from the bottom, holding him and the already exhausted Thor to the ground slowly.

When he landed, Benjamin, Arthur and others arrived one after another. Everyone laughed and surrounded Mike in the center, cheering desperately.

Seeing this, Mike forced a smile. For some reason, he always had an unknown premonition, as if things were not over yet and new dangers were approaching quickly.

But Voldemort was obviously dead, and he could not think of anything else that could threaten him now.

In the end, he thought for no reason that he blamed all this on Voldemort's death sentence. In his opinion, this sentence was completely like Voldemort trying to make things difficult for him before he died. All the Horcruxes had been destroyed. Voldemort now has no possibility of resurrection.

But I have to say that Voldemort still succeeded, and Mike is in a bad mood now.

After exhaling a long breath, Mike called everyone back to the base to celebrate.

After all, he felt a little distorted when staying in this place.

Hearing this, everyone agreed, imagining the celebration dinner later, everyone couldn't wait to take out the door key and prepare thoroughly.

But when they actually pressed the switch of the door key, an accident happened.

"Huh? Why didn't my door key respond?"

“So too.”

"Is it broken?"

"Impossible, right? This is a product that is exclusively available!"

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Listening to the exclamation of the team members around him, Mike's brows frowned instantly, and the magic wand and holy sword that had been put away by him also appeared in his hands again.

No one knows better than him that the door keys made by the Los Santo Group will not suddenly fail on such a large scale, so the direct reason for the current result is that the space blockade nearby has not been unlocked yet!

But Voldemort is dead!

Who is still maintaining the ban nearby?!

"Congratulations, Mike, finally defeated Voldemort."

Suddenly, an old voice sounded behind Mike. Mike raised his wand and turned around suddenly, and saw Dumbledore, who was as thin as a skeleton, looking at him with a complicated expression. In his hand, the elderberry wand full of the breath of time was flashing with a faint blue light.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Mike looked at the other person with a wary tone. Although his tone was gentle, he never put down the wand pointing to the other person in his hand. "How could you appear here?"

At this time, Benjamin and others finally reacted. They all restrained the joy on their faces and dispersed themselves into battle squads to surround Dumbledore.

Dumbledore turned a blind eye to everyone who surrounded him, and his eyes were always focused on Mike.

From his eyes, Mike felt extremely sad and disappointed, which made Mike instinctively turn his head and don't want to look at him.

But considering that there were still such subordinates around him watching, Mike finally endured this discomfort and forced himself to turn his eyes straight with his perseverance.

Seeing this, Dumbledore's sadness became stronger. He just looked at Mike quietly, and after a long time he said slowly:

"Mike, what do you... want?"

"Ha?" Mike's expression stiffened, "Of course I want to destroy Voldemort and give peace to this world."

Dumbledore shook his head slowly and said:

"Then you've got what you want now, is it time to stop?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"You know, you've always known it." Dumbledore began to get excited as he said, "Why did you provoke this dispute? There are so many people who sacrificed for it, and is it really worth it?"

Mike didn't say anything. To be honest, he felt quite uncomfortable when Dumbledore was almost inhuman now. You must know that he could have avoided all this.

But his companions around him didn't think so.

Franklin couldn't stand it all at once when he heard this. He stepped forward and roared:

"Of course it's worth it! This is fighting for their own interests! Why are those pure blood always superior? Why are we wizards of Muggle-blooded blood trampled into the mud pit? Why are we sucking blood by those people? Didn't you send an admission notice to ask us to come here to go to school? Since the world is full of malice towards us, why do you still come to us? Principal Dumbledore!"

Franklin's roar echoed in the air, and these words were like sharp swords that penetrated Dumbledore's heart deeply.

The wet and cold sea breeze hit Dumbledore with a sad expression from the southwest. His thin body suddenly became shaky, as if he would fall down at any time.

Seeing this, Franklin felt a little guilty, silently lowered his head and stopped talking.

At this moment, Dumbledore sighed deeply and said with a sob:

"I'm sorry, my child, I've made you wronged. But... we can take it slowly. The world is slowly getting better. I believe that one day that beautiful world will come true. We just need to slowly..."

"Why are we?" Franklin raised his head again, and the muscles on his face were constantly twitching. "Why are we waiting for us? Do you know how difficult it is to endure such days? Since we can slowly wait for the world to get better, can those pure bloods not adapt to the suddenly changed world?"

Dumbledore's wide mouth kept opening and closing, but no sound came out of it, as if he didn't know how to answer Franklin.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look at the crowd surrounding him.

But what you see is full of hatred.

At this moment, Dumbledore's face became even older, and he finally understood.

The matter has developed to the present moment when the conflict between the pure-blooded wizard and other ethnic groups has been completely irreconcilable, and both sides must have to fight to the death.

Dumbledore took a deep breath and looked at Mike who had been silent.