Study Days at Hogwarts

"Albert Anderson!"

Voldemort looked indifferently at the guy who seized the opportunity to knock on the door, and an inexplicable anger surged into his heart.

"I didn't expect you to protect others. It seems that Snape is very important to you."

Albert's adventurous attack was naturally to prevent Voldemort from killing Snape and discover the "truth" about the death stick in his hand.

He needed Voldemort to believe that he had the Death Rod.

At least Voldemort can't find out that the death stick in his hand is fake yet, otherwise Snape will not only die in vain, but his previous plan may also turn into a joke.

Albert couldn't tolerate being left behind at critical moments.

So, he took action.

"Do you think you are that bad old man Dumbledore, or do you think you can kill me?" Voldemort stared at Albert with his eyes fixed on him, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, not concealing his murderous intention at all.

Without Snape's stumbling block, Voldemort had the confidence to teach the damn Mudblood in front of him an impressive lesson, not to mention that he believed that Snape would soon bring the Death Eaters back.

"Who knows?" Albert didn't care that Voldemort had murderous intent on him, "You have to give everything a try, maybe it will succeed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Albert put his words into action with the raised wand. The ruins of the surrounding manor rolled back like rolling waves and took a picture of Voldemort.

There was a loud bang and dust and smoke filled the sky, obscuring the sight of both parties.

If it were an ordinary dark wizard, he would have been beaten to pulp by this, but the enemy in front of Albert was Voldemort. This seemingly fierce blow was extremely ridiculous in Voldemort's eyes. Especially since there was no need to distract Snape to protect him, Voldemort not only survived the attack unscathed, but also directly used the billowing smoke as a cover, preparing to deal a cruel blow to Albert.

Adhering to the law of smoke and smoke, Albert did not expect to kill Voldemort just now.

As expected, Voldemort's counterattack was astonishingly fast.

A ferocious fire snake pierced directly through the billowing smoke and swooped down towards Albert's position. Its momentum seemed to want to bite the ground beneath his feet into pieces.

However, at the moment when the fire snake was about to succeed, the smoke and dust that covered the sky seemed to turn into an unbreakable chain, temporarily binding the fire snake in place.

Although the devil's flame quickly spread and burned away the shackles of the dust, the black fire snake was controlled by Albert in a moment.

But the fiery snake was just a cover prepared by Voldemort, and the real killing move was the oncoming fatal lightning.

It contains terrifying power that cannot be resisted by the surrounding ruins of buildings.

At the critical moment, a silver shield appeared out of thin air, directly blocking the spell. The low gong sound spread in the ruins along with the spreading forks of lightning, causing small explosions in the ruins of buildings around Albert.

Fortunately, the smoke and dust in the sky obscured the sight of both parties, otherwise Voldemort would be so angry that he would vomit blood when he saw his silver shield changing into the shape of Albert.

However, he probably didn't have time to be distracted, because the fire snake used as bait was now controlled by Albert and was surrounding Voldemort in a blazing fire from all directions.

If Voldemort hadn't been vigilant enough, he might have been burned into a pillar of fire by the devil's flame when he attacked Albert.

In the final analysis, both sides are doing unsound experiments.

When the devil's flame approached Voldemort, the Dark Lord did not apparate away, but forcefully shook the sleeve of his left hand. The sleeve actually stretched by itself, sweeping the flames around like a whip, and actually made everyone fear the devil's flame. Break up most of it.

If other dark wizards saw the scene just now, they would definitely doubt their lives.

After all, it was the devil's flame that countless dark wizards were in awe of. But at this moment, it was like a ball of toys in the hands of these two people, and they didn't take the devil's flame seriously at all.

Just when Voldemort was mobilizing his body's magic power, an impulse that made his scalp numb and even wanted to turn around and escape suddenly surged in his heart.

A blazing fireball as big as a ghost ball was thrown towards him, and then the thing burst out with dazzling light, completely engulfing Voldemort's twisted jungle face.

boom!

The darkness seemed to be dispersed by the light.

But Albert, who caused all this, had no intention of appreciating his achievements. After throwing out the "ultimate move", he directly apparated and disappeared in place.

After the deafening explosion, the ruins of the manor completely disappeared, leaving only a huge scar on the ground.

If ordinary people saw it, they would probably think that it had been bombed by missiles.

"Damn, what is that!"

Voldemort, who was gasping for air, couldn't understand what it was.

If he hadn't escaped from there instinctively at the critical moment, he might have simply evaporated.

Before Voldemort could take a breath, another spell that made his scalp numb flew towards him.

Can't stop it!

Can't hide either.

This is Voldemort's own judgment.

Almost as soon as the golden light was about to penetrate Voldemort's chest, he used a magic spell to intercept it.

There was no way to push the spell away, but the collision of the two spells gave Voldemort a glimmer of hope.

The golden spell only paused for a moment before completely penetrating all obstacles, but Voldemort was not killed by the spell. He almost used Apparition to escape at the last moment.

But he didn't seem to have completely escaped, because as soon as Voldemort emerged from the Apparition, he was hit and was almost thrown to the ground by Albert's slap.

After quickly getting rid of the influence of the obstacle spell, Voldemort released countless spreading lightning from the tip of his wand, temporarily forcing Albert back.

To be honest, Voldemort was stunned.

He didn't understand why he was suppressed.

The two sides were clearly evenly matched just now, so why is the gap between the two sides so big now?

"They are all difficult guys. It is not easy to kill a powerful and experienced wizard."

Although Albert used the power of the Elder Wand to suppress Voldemort, his situation was similar to Dumbledore. It was not easy to kill Voldemort.

Moreover, if he makes any small mistake in the battle, his life may be taken away by the black curse.

The wizard's war is so cruel, both sides almost have a brush with death.

"We're running out of time."

Albert looked at Voldemort's figure and murmured.

The two disappeared once again, and then a green spell and a gold spell collided directly in the air, starting the most common wrestling among wizards.

It's a pity that there are only two of them here.

No one would take this opportunity to do something cruel to one of them.