A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 845 Love is a Dangerous Disadvantage

Sending potatoes to Siberia was, of course, just a joke.

William wouldn't do what the Ministry of Magic did, abolishing the death penalty and sending people back to life imprisonment.

The results of it?

It was this group of wicked Death Eaters who almost managed to escape from prison and return to Voldemort's side.

Countless wizards died trying to capture this enemy... If they were to escape again, would we be doing justice to those who died?!

To simply allow Death Eaters to live is a desecration of those war dead wizards.

Now that William has caught him, he won't give him another chance to escape.

Of course, he can't die so quickly.

God knows how many Horcruxes Voldemort made, and how many he hid with his servants.

Including Malfoy and Bella, that makes two; there might be a third.

William was arrested first; he might be useful later.

He knocked out all the Death Eaters he had captured, bound them with magic, and locked them in a safe room.

Perfect... he can continue to keep an eye on the Dementors he's imprisoned.

An old friend!

After dealing with these people, William turned to Rodolphus.

His face was covered in blood, and he looked completely deranged. He pointed at William and roared:

"You promised that if I help you catch them, you'll set Bella free!"

William originally intended to use Polyjuice Potion to impersonate Bellatrix and get close to the Death Eaters using her identity.

This kind of surprise attack makes it easy to capture them.

He encountered Rodolphus and deliberately tricked him into helping him find the Death Eaters.

It worked at first, but William didn't really understand Bella, and Rodolphs quickly saw through his scheme.

William's biggest weakness:

Damn it, they're being way too nice to Rodolphs!

In Rodolphus's words:

"The real Bella wouldn't talk to me this patiently! You must be a fake!"

Well... the world of simps is indeed beyond William's comprehension.

If Cedric and Harry were here, they would be able to easily figure out Rodolphus's thought process.

Although he saw through William's deception, Rodolphs immediately offered to help find the Death Eaters.

The condition was: William must grant Bella her freedom and not kill her.

So at this moment, Rodolphus was yelling at William to keep his promise.

William walked step by step toward the madman and said calmly:

"Freedom... I will certainly give it to Bellatrix, and I will not kill her."

William drew out his words, then chuckled innocently, "Don't worry, I'll give you your freedom too..."

Rodolphs looked up, a glimmer of hope appearing on his face.

If you can live, who wants to die?

William's left hand, without warning, gripped a longsword.

Suddenly, a green light appeared in mid-air and shot towards William's back.

William did not turn around; the stones on the ground leaped up and blocked the sudden death curse.

With a swift movement, the sword fell.

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere as Rodolfos was cut in half at the waist and fell to the ground.

With only half his body remaining, he wasn't completely dead yet. With his last breath, he desperately asked, "Why?"

The most painful way for a person to die is to have hope crushed after having hope.

William was doing just that; he didn't answer the question, but calmly said:

"I will indeed give Bella her freedom, but if she is caught by Neville Longbottom, that's none of my business."

do you know it?

"It's you four, the son of that young Auror couple you tormented back then."

"You can't, you can't!" Rodolphus's face was contorted.

William swung his wand, and Rodolphus's head flew towards Voldemort, who was hurtling towards him.

Voldemort floated in mid-air and caught the bloodied head.

The man who was nominally married to Bella was in tears.

His last words before he died were just one word.

"Bella."

Voldemort held the head, his face extremely grim.

William gripped his sword in one hand, gazing at the Dark Lord who had come alone.

laughed:

"Unfortunately, you're too late. Your servant has been killed by me."

However, I still want to explain: I told him I would give him freedom, and I did; I didn't lie to him.

"Is this the freedom you've given me?" Voldemort asked, clutching his head, his voice hoarse.

"Yes!" William said coldly.

"I gave!

I freed his despicable head from his vile body.

Otherwise, what do you think?

Let him go?

William sneered, "Ha~ You and your servant are still so naive."

Tom!

Upon hearing William's words, Voldemort's face contorted into a hideous grimace, and his head suddenly exploded, like a ripe watermelon.

Blood splattered all over Voldemort's face, but he didn't care and just said "good" three times!

"Then allow me to be foolish one more time and make a deal with you!"

"What deal?" William narrowed his eyes.

"I attacked Arthur Weasley just before I arrived..." Voldemort said with a sinister smile.

"He has been poisoned by a snake. If he is not treated for a long time, he will die soon."

I need someone. Give me her, and I'll tell you where Weasley is.

Otherwise, you can just wait to collect his corpse.

William was startled.

But he instantly understood why Dumbledore knew so quickly that Voldemort was coming to Azkaban.

Harry, he must have turned on the camera again and was broadcasting Voldemort live.

Tsk tsk... Sometimes having such a Horcrux isn't such a bad thing.

Therefore, Dumbledore's dispatch of Fawkes was also a reminder to William that he had already gone to rescue Mr. Weasley.

You deal with Voldemort yourself, I'm not coming!

William quickly understood, instantly channeling his inner Oscar-winning actor, and with a regretful expression on his face, said:

"Her? I didn't actually see her. A few Death Eaters escaped. Can we use someone else for the trade?!"

Voldemort squinted at William, trying to discern whether he was lying.

Voldemort believed that Stark would not gamble with Weasley's life.

If he captures Bella, he will definitely choose to trade her.

Why?

Love is a dangerous disadvantage... Voldemort didn't have this weakness, but Stark did.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so admired by Dumbledore.

Voldemort slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, as long as Bella hadn't been caught.

Her Horcrux is still in her vault.

As for the other servants... they have no value in being traded.

The enraged Voldemort wanted nothing more than William to die!

His anger was at its peak, especially after he had raced across half of England only to see this result.

He was already beyond furious and desperately needed to vent his anger.

Voldemort pointed his wand at the sky, where the dark clouds grew thicker and lower, and bolts of lightning, as thick as a tree trunk, rolled wildly.

A blue lightning bolt, drawn by Voldemort, suddenly struck William.

William raised his wand above his head, shooting out a red beam of light, which shattered the lightning bolt with a deafening roar.

Scattered and chaotic surging currents flickered around him, like a waterfall cascading to the ground, instantly shearing off half of the earth.

The thunder roared again, and a second, even thicker bolt of lightning crashed down.

Instead of crashing directly onto William's head, it landed dozens of meters in front of him, then turned and shot towards him.

William brought his two right fingers together, the tip of his wand pointing directly at the lightning.

He whispered, "The Divine Blade is Without a Shadow!"

The lightning struck like a raging flood, only to be severed by an invisible demonic blade.

The blue tide split in two, rushing past William on his left and right sides before quickly dissipating into the world.

William gazed at Voldemort in mid-air and said softly:

"My turn!"

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