In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

haven't seen you for a long time.

This word was very common, but it made Dumbledore feel many different meanings.

He looked at Riddle, who was surrounded by many Death Eaters and came to him.

The person was still the same person, the face was still the same, but even though nothing had changed, Dumbledore clearly felt something was different.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you."

Dumbledore said softly.

"Probably, it's been almost 15 years, right?"

Voldemort looked into his eyes, his expression unchanged.

"It's not easy, you can still recognize me."

"You are still very different from him. It's not weird to recognize him, is it?"

The conversation between the two was like guessing charades, so that others present could not understand what was being said.

But everyone held their breath. They all knew that when these two people appeared on the scene, whether there would be a fight or not, it had nothing to do with anyone else.

The victory or defeat lies with the two people at the top. Even if the people below win an unexpected victory, it will not have any impact on the situation on the entire battlefield.

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Voldemort laughed heartily. Everyone felt his mood, relaxed, happy, excited, and happy!

"Yes! That damn thing suppressed me for 15 years! 15 years! Now I'm finally back! It's time for me to take control of this world again. No one can stop me anymore, no one!"

His cold eyes were fixed on Dumbledore, and his twisted expression made everyone standing behind Dumbledore shiver.

Even the Death Eaters surrounding Voldemort felt a different aura from their master.

That was far more crazy, twisted and cruel than he was before!

Dumbledore looked at him calmly.

"Are you so sure that you can do better than him?"

Voldemort suddenly became quiet.

Everyone could hear the chill that emanated from Dumbledore after he said these words.

"Do you think I'm not as good as him?"

His voice was obviously calm and cold, but it still made everyone present feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

"From the comparison between after you became him and before him, he may have done better than you."

"Then let's take a look today!"

Voldemort's suddenly rough voice interrupted Dumbledore's unfinished words, and he raised the wand in his hand with a fierce look on his face!

"Who is it! Do better!"

"Are you really going to fight me?"

Voldemort looked at Jon holding the sword and wand in his hands, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Jon raised his wand.

"You were forced out of your own body, and now you're possessed by Draco. You definitely can't use your full strength, right?"

"You're right. I can only mobilize the magic power in this boy's body. It's not very powerful. It can even be said to be weak." Voldemort said lightly, "But have you forgotten what I told you, Jon?" , The strength of the soul is the real strength. Now I may not dare to face that bad old man Dumbledore, but are you really as strong as Dumbledore?"

Jon pressed the ring in front of him with the hand holding the sword hilt, and the next moment, the floating spell quietly took effect!

"Whether it's possible or not, let's give it a try!"

He rose into the air and waved the wand in his hand!

The silent transformation technique was activated instantly, and the fragments of desks and chairs around him turned into countless thick chains in the next second, wrapping around in the direction where Voldemort was standing.

Jon's whole body turned into a black shadow in the air, and he rushed towards Voldemort with the Gryffindor sword in his hand!

He was very aware of the gap between himself and Voldemort.

Even if Voldemort is temporarily borrowing Draco's body, Jon knows that if it is just a magical competition, he will definitely not be able to defeat Voldemort just by relying on the black mist surrounding him.

He must take advantage of Voldemort's strengths that are now definitely inferior to his, that is, physical strength!

Jon didn't know how well Voldemort's body had been trained, and whether it had undergone any kind of magical transformation, but Draco, the young man born with a silver spoon in his mouth, definitely didn't have a very strong body.

And no matter how powerful Voldemort was, he could not break through the upper limit brought to him by Draco's body.

As for whether killing Draco would violate the agreement between him and Lucius.

If Jon is still considering such an issue at this time, then he might as well not even resist!

Jon's series of attacks were very fast. In almost a second, the chains produced by the transfiguration technique had already touched a position about three meters away from Voldemort.

But before these chains, each of which was as thick as a baby's arm, could take effect, the black mist that had been surrounding Voldemort dispersed!

The moment the chain came into contact with the black mist, the deformation effect was exerted, and the chain, which had a mass equivalent to steel, produced a series of violent explosions.

At this time, Jon had already rushed to Voldemort's face with his sword in hand!

The smile on Voldemort's face has not changed at all, and he didn't even mean to hide. He just raised the wand in his hand, without chanting a spell or waving the wand, and a dazzling green light suddenly flashed!

The moment Jon saw the tip of the wand light up, the hairs all over his body stood up!

Almost relying on his instinctive reaction, he canceled the floating curse on his body without hesitation. While his body was falling, he narrowly and narrowly turned away Voldemort's death curse!

But just as his body fell to the ground, Jon was about to get up from the ground immediately.

Voldemort stretched out one of his hands, and the black mist that had dissipated around him seemed to be an extension of his arm, and he suddenly rushed towards the wooden door of the room where the Triwizard Cup was hidden!

The trophy, which was the final certification of the Triwizard Tournament, was wrapped in the black mist and hit Jon with an extremely huge force as he just stood up from the ground!

"boom!"

The hard trophy hit Jon's chest hard, and the terrifying impact caused his whole body to roll on the ground several times. Finally, he stopped when he hit the wall at the deepest part of the forbidden book area. Come down.

"puff!"

Scarlet blood was sprayed on the trophy, and at the same time, as a certificate of championship, Jon's name also appeared on the surface of the cup!

Sure enough, it's a bit stressful again, bad habits, bad habits that can't be changed!