Chapter 758
"Stupefy!"
Harry has moved to the right to the Goblin station-it is standing there and looking up at the wizard who has no head anymore With joy, Harry aimed at the back of Bellatrix who was peering down the fountain.
She counterattacked so fast that Harry almost didn't have time to dodge.
"Protego!"
The red Stunning Spell he sent out turned around and bounced back at him, Harry hurriedly hid behind the fountain, and Goblin's ear flew out .
"Potter, now give you a chance!"
Bellatrix yelled, "Give me the ball of prophecy-roll it to my side against the ground-I Just forgive you for not dying!"
"Really, it seems that I am going to die because it is broken!"
Harry was roaring, a sharp pain across his forehead. His scar hurts fiercely again.
He felt a surge of intense anger that had nothing to do with his anger.
"He knew it!" Harry said with a wild laugh, which was enough to match Bellatrix's laughter. "Your dear Old Partner Voldemort knows that the prophecy ball is broken! He won't be satisfied with you. , Isn't it?"
"What? What do you mean?" She yelled, panic in her voice for the first time.
"When I dragged Neville up the steps, it broke! Guess what Voldemort would say about it?"
His scar burned, The burning pain made him tearful.
"Liar!" She screamed, but now he heard the fear in her anger, "It's in your hand, Potter, you will give it to me! Prophecy Ball Accio! Prophecy Ball Accio!"
Harry laughed again, because he knew it would provoke her, the pain on his forehead became more and more intense, and he felt that his skull was about to explode .
He stretched out a hand from behind Goblin in one ear and shook it twice, then immediately retracted, and another green light flew towards him.
"There is nothing here!"
He shouted, "There is nothing to summon! It broke, and no one heard what it said. Give it to your boss. Tell me!"
She is still screaming: "This is not true, you are lying to me! Master, I tried my best, I tried my best—don’t punish me—"
"Stop wasting your tongue!"
Harry shouted, and he frowned to relieve his scar's pain. It hurts more than ever before, "You call him here You can't hear it!"
"Can't I hear it, Potter?" an angry, cold voice said.
Harry opened his eyes.
The tall, thin man, wearing a black mask, has a pale and haggard snake-like terrifying face, and his pupils are staring at him like a thin scarlet red eye.
Voldemort appeared in the middle of the hall, his wand pointed towards Harry, and Harry stood stiffly, unable to move.
"So, you broke my prophecy?"
Voldemort lightly said, staring at Harry with his scarlet red, cold eyes,
"No, Bella, he did not lie, I saw the truth is looking at me from his worthless head, months of preparation, months of hard work, my Death Eaters once again let Harry get in the way Me?"
"Master, I'm sorry, I don't know, I'm fighting Animagus!"
Bellatrix sobbed.
Voldemort approached slowly, she quickly slumped under his feet: "Master, you know--"
"Quiet, Bella," Voldemort terrifying Say, "I'll pack you in a while! Do you think I came to Ministry of Magic to listen to you crying and apologizing?"
"But-the master-he is here-he just Below—"
Voldemort ignored her at all.
"I don't have much to tell you, Potter," he said calmly, "you have always troubled me for a long time, Avada Kedavra!"
Harry couldn't even open his mouth to resist, his mind was blank, and wand pointed at the floor, which was useless.
Suddenly, the headless golden wizard statue in the fountain came alive. He jumped from the base and landed on the floor between Harry and Voldemort with a bang, spreading his arms to protect Harry, that The spells just swept across his chest.
"Why—?"
Voldemort yelled, looked around all around, then he sucked in a cold breath, "Dumbledore!"
Harry Looking behind him, his heart pounding, Dumbledore was standing in front of the golden gate.
Voldemort raised wand, a green light rushed towards Dumbledore, and Dumbledore turned around and drew away like a gust of wind.
A second later, he appeared behind Voldemort again, waving his wand towards the remaining statue in the fountain.
Another statue is alive.
The wizard rushed towards Bellatrix, and Bellatrix screamed and fired spells, but it didn't help on its chest.
It rushed up and pressed Bellatrix firmly to the floor. At the same time, Goblin and house elf leaped towards the fireplace embedded in the wall, and Centaur with one arm rushed towards Voldemort In the past, Voldemort disappeared, then appeared next to the pool again.
"It's stupid to be here tonight, Tom,"
Dumbledore said quietly, "Aurors are already on the way--"
" When I'm done, you'll be dead anytime!" Voldemort spit, and he fired another deadly spell at Dumbledore, but he missed it and hit the security checkpoint. , Ignited a fire.
Dumbledore lightly waved the wand in his hand: the formidable power of the spells shot from the wand even Harry, who was hiding behind the golden statue, could feel the roots of his hair stand up.
This time, Voldemort had to conjure a silver shield from the thin air to resist spells.
No matter what spells will not cause obvious damage to the shield, although the spells hit the shield with a low sound like a gong—a strange sound of send cold shivers down one's spine.
"You don't want to kill me, Dumbledore."
Voldemort yelled, his scarlet red eyes narrowed on the shield. "Is there anything more ruthless than this?" "
"We all know that there are many other ways to destroy a person, Tom."
Dumbledore still said calmly, and continued to approach Voldemort, as if he hadn’t seen him at all. The matter is in the follow.
He walked in the hall, as if nothing annoying had happened. "I must admit that just taking your life will not satisfy me."
"There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!" Voldemort growled.
"You are so wrong."
Dumbledore's voice is very soft, like two people discussing about drinking.
"In fact, your biggest failure is not understanding that there are things worse than death—"