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Chapter 309 Voldemort: I'm Cracked

Two wizards appeared before Dumbledore: one on the left was Voldemort, and the other on the right was also Voldemort.

On the left, Voldemort has a locket hanging around his neck, with a small snake sculpture forming an S shape on it.

On the right, Voldemort has a golden cup hanging from his waist, with a badger relief on it.

Both of these Voldemorts look exactly like the Voldemort three-pronged plug, except that the Killing Curse is slightly less powerful than the original. They are no different from Harry's cheat-like grandfather.

"Can a Horcrux resurrect two original bodies?" This touched upon a blind spot in Dumbledore's knowledge.

Even Gale's blind spots in knowledge were touched.

Gale realized for the first time that he, the Dark Lord, seemed rather incompetent; his knowledge of dark magic was less than that of a young man.

He was hardly believing it, so he asked, "Could it be a magical puppet?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "It doesn't seem like a puppet, it's more like a living person."

The two Voldemorts in front of them were also very respectful.

Voldemort sneered at the locket: "Old man, open your eyes and see clearly! I am the real Dark Lord!"

Before Gale could react, another Voldemort, the one with the golden cup, slapped the locket Voldemort across the face.

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Voldemort roared, "What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'I'm the real Dark Lord'!"

As he spoke, he drew his wand, which hissed, and a dark green light formed the shape of a basilisk, which lunged at Voldemort in the locket.

Voldemort, not to be outdone, began to retaliate.

The two were evenly matched, like two equally matched generals, and neither could gain the upper hand. They fought fiercely and were evenly matched, with their spellcasting actions and the order in which they cast spells seeming to be made from the same mold.

Faced with this rare and legendary battle, Gale fell silent. He truly didn't know what to say, especially since his eyesight allowed him to clearly discern that the two Voldemors before him were genuinely fighting, not faking it.

"I am now certain that neither of these two people are magical puppets—it was just that a small mistake may have occurred after they were resurrected using Horcruxes."

Does using two different Horcruxes simultaneously for a resurrection ritual result in the creation of two independent individuals who do not acknowledge each other's existence?

Gale thought this was worth studying and was considering trying to resurrect the old man in Harry's body to see if a third Voldemort would be born.

But then I thought, we already have such a formidable old fox like Halberd on the other side, what if another Voldemort appears?

Then they can't continue this round.

Gale asked, "Weren't Voldemort's forces weakened after they were all resurrected?"

I looked at Dumbledore, who had once defeated Voldemort and was considered by Voldemort to be the person he feared most. Dumbledore must know about Voldemort's abilities at his peak.

Dumbledore replied, "There has been a weakening, but their power remains within the legendary level that Lane recognized, which is indeed beyond my expectations. Fortunately, they have now further separated their souls, making their souls more distinct and their personalities more clearly defined. Otherwise, two inseparable dark wizards from the same source would not be easy to deal with."

It's not that they can be easily dealt with; it just means that they can still fight if they put in some effort. The difference is that putting in some effort will also cause damage to themselves. And since he and Gale are both old, the more they do things like swinging their arms, punching, and waving their wands, the faster they will age.

"Then—shall we take down these two now?" Gale was eager to try.

The two Voldemors seemed to sense the danger as well, stopping in unison, wands pointing outwards, watching the two men warily.

This scene was an extreme shock to Dumbledore; he never dreamed he would be attacked by two Voldemors at the same time.

"It's uncertain whether they truly possess the technology to resurrect different individuals using different Horcruxes, or whether the different individuals arose due to a magical accident. But we'll all be dealing with Voldemort's Horcruxes next."

Dumbledore sighed and acted first, the Elder Wand unleashing its divine power, causing space to warp and the castle to distort.

And so, the castle stood up.

He transformed into a towering giant and smashed a punch at the two Voldemors on the ground.

But the castle was ultimately an illusion, and under the counterattack of the two Voldemors, it exploded into countless pieces, splintered wood and flying planks.

The castle giant was torn to pieces.

In the mist halfway up Moon Mountain in the distance, the actual campus is covered with a layer of black paint, as if it were sealed off or isolated.

After this attack, the two Voldemors wanted to go forward, but as if they had suddenly heard something, they had to stop and glare at the two old men with gritted teeth. Phantom and his group left.

"You're leaving already?"

"He's really gone. All I can say is—after Voldemort was resurrected, he has to obey that person's orders."

Dumbledore saw in Voldemort's eyes a look of reluctance mixed with helplessness.

"This is not good news. It means that Voldemort has found an external brain again after losing his mind—"

Without this external brain, the two Voldemors would definitely think they had the advantage when facing Dumbledore.

Even if Dumbledore were with Gale, given Voldemort's narrow-mindedness and magnanimity, he would probably still try to kill both of them, which would give Dumbledore and Gale the opportunity to set up a trap.

The two had already used the technique of Legilimency to devise an effective tactic in their minds, preparing to unleash it simultaneously to take down at least one Voldemort.

Unexpectedly, behind the two Voldemors stood the top-ranked leader, and the Voldemors even took orders from him.

"Could it be Helbo? It should be Helbo. No one else has such a deep understanding of Horcruxes, and no one else can control Voldemort."

Dumbledore muttered to himself, then turned his gaze to the imprisoned Vargadu.

With a wave of the wand, streaks of light burst forth.

At first, the black paint seemed to put up a stubborn resistance, but after being hit by one spell after another, the paint gave up and was completely wiped away by the spell, revealing the true face of the castle.

But the castle remained empty.

Only a very large piece of white cloth, almost the size of the city wall, was nailed to the castle wall.

There was a line of text written in red ink on it: "They are in my hands."

In Diagon Alley, Heybol left.

In the disguised Vagado, the two Voldemors also left.

Meanwhile, on the African continent, the world of ordinary people was engulfed in war.

Humanoid creatures, wielding small wooden sticks and appearing out of nowhere, brazenly occupied the territory controlled by local warlords.

The sheer number of these people was overwhelming, and each of them possessed extraordinary powers. This left the local warlords, armed with guns and cannons, helpless, and they were hung up one after another.

No one knows where these people came from.

Only a few well-informed high-ranking officials connected the dots to the earth-shattering battle that had taken place above the pyramids.

But there was nothing they could do, because their fists were no bigger than the enemy's—especially these people with small wooden sticks, who were also very adept at operating war machines; all they had to do was wave their small wooden sticks, and the rest would fire automatically!

So those die-hard loyalists of the warlord were mowed down by unmanned machine gun positions!

Those high-ranking officials who were lucky enough to escape capture cried and begged their financial backers for help.