This Hogwarts is not normal

Harry Potter was the only person who could survive the killing curse.

Today, there is one more person.

Under the candlelight, Vincent, who was a little hurt from the fall, opened his eyes and found that the Gryffindor sword in his hand was rusty.

It looks like it is worn out, but the rust on the sterling silver sword is disappearing little by little.

It seems that the silver shield was responsible for blocking the killing curse.

He set his sights on Voldemort.

"Now, tell me.

Where is my magic stone."

The secret of the Sorting Hat is known only to Hermione and him.

Cedric, whose hands were not shaking, took a step forward, "I know where it is!"

Voldemort smiled, "Tell me, child.

As long as you help me find it, I can let Diggory return to the Holy Twenty-Eight Family."

"Thank you Dark Lord for your appreciation." Cedric tried his best to appear non-threatening.

"I've long disliked Wayne.

so--"

He raised his wand very quickly, "Expelliarmus!"

Voldemort's smile froze and he allowed the disarming spell to hit his chest.

"The Diggory family will perish because of your foolish choices."

There was no fear on Cedric's face.

Because of the spiral staircase, only a few stones with blood stains were left.

Voldemort, who was still unaware of this, sneered and raised his yew wand very slowly.

He wanted to use this method to bring the greatest fear to this fair boy.

However, the twins and Rolf, who had someone in their family who had fought against the Dark Lord, were not afraid, nor was Cedric, who was trembling at first.

"Foolish belief." Voldemort held his wand steady as if bored, with deep disdain in his eyes.

"In the face of death, everyone is equal.

And I am Voldemort flying away from death!"

The green light shone on the faces of the four people, and also on the Gryffindor sword, which had lost most of its rust.

"You actually-" Voldemort turned around and saw Vincent with half of his face covered in blood.

The sword he was holding swung it sideways and struck the black robe.

Goblin weapons can absorb and enhance their own characteristics, instantly pulling Voldemort's ugly face together.

"You're too arrogant!" Vincent cut it hard.

Quirrell's body was split in half.

The cut on the upper body was surrounded by black mist, while the lower body was withering little by little.

Gryffindor's sword, which absorbed the Killing Curse, already has the ability to bring death.

"Damn Mudblood!" Voldemort floated into the sky, "Avada Kedavra!"

Vincent raised the blade of his sword and slashed at the incoming green lightning from bottom to top.

The killing curse was cut in half and hit at his feet.

Including the portraits of previous principals, everyone who witnessed this scene was surprised.

"It would be great if I had learned swordsmanship." He swung the sword hard, shaking off all the rust on it.

Voldemort narrowed his snake-like eyes.

Muggle origin, Muggle weapons, and the same inelegant fighting style as Muggles.

Such a little wizard, once he only had to move his fingers and the opponent would already fall in front of him.

The Dark Lord was very angry.

Not to mention carrying out sneak attacks over and over again, they still used legendary level equipment.

"You managed to piss me off, Vincent Wayne."

Voldemort raised his left hand formed by black mist, "Whether it is the wizarding world or the Muggle world, the surname Wayne will no longer exist!"

With a "boom", the tower where the principal's office is located was illuminated like daylight.

The lightning and thunder outside the castle seemed to announce the establishment of the Dark Lord's oath.

"Brother, are you really okay?" On such a serious occasion, George pointed at Vincent's back.

Fred also intervened, "Seriously, do you want to go to the second floor to find Madam Pomfrey first?"

"I want to, too." Vincent held the hilt of the sword with both hands, "But I always feel that the academy points are not enough~"

His school robe was cut open on the back, and the blood had long since dried and scabbed.

But compared to Voldemort, who lost his lower body, these injuries were considered minor.

"Remember that blinding spell?"

The twins will both smile.

"Fluorescent blinding——"

Two extremely dazzling bright lights illuminated from below, causing Voldemort to half-squint his eyes.

It was a feint, he knew it very well.

But when ordinary spells don't work, the possibility of hurting him is basically zero.

Fly? There are not many people in the magic world who can fly magic.

When he looked down with great disdain, he discovered that Vincent was stepping on a rising stone pillar.

The twins bought time, and Cedric and Rolf performed the transformation spell together.

Such perfect cooperation made Voldemort's face even more ugly.

Black mist wrapped the silver blade of Gryffindor's sword in his left hand.

The moment he raised his wand and was about to cast the killing curse again, he unexpectedly sensed movement in the principal's office above him.

This is a coma spell that is not too powerful and has very clear direction.

The bright bald head received this blow.

Even after a very brief fainting, the black mist surrounding the sword was no longer as solid as before.

Vincent cut off the palm holding the yew wand along with the loose black mist.

"Damn Mudblood!!!"

After the deafening roar, Voldemort fell downwards as if he had lost his support.

"We won?" The twins lowered their wands.

"Impossible." Cedric didn't dare to relax.

Just as Luo Fu was about to go over and hit him, a large cloud of irregular black mist floated out.

Vincent on the top of the stone pillar was so frightened that he raised his sword and slashed at it.

But the black mist seemed to have no entity, and the silver sword blade passed directly through the middle.

"Ho ho ho ho—" a cold laugh came from Voldemort's mouth.

The black mist connected to the yew wand could not be disconnected no matter how many spells the four people below used.

"I have to admit, you're more of a threat than Harry Potter -"

The black mist that enveloped Voldemort turned into an illusory figure.

The five people who sensed the end of the potion's effect didn't think anything happened.

Faced with this oppressive force, Vincent's forehead was covered with sweat without even realizing it.

In this state of being neither human nor ghost, he was so strong that it was hard for him to imagine how strong he would be after being fully resurrected.

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"Vincent Wayne, I shouldn't have treated you like a child."

Voldemort did not choose the killing curse this time, but used black mist to construct a ferocious snake and bit it.

"Gulu——" Vincent held up the Sword of Gryffindor without even showing a trace of fear.

"Merlin bless-"

His inner prayer seemed to be working.

A piece of red flame blocked the attack for him.

"Well done, kids!"

After the flames and the serpent were annihilated, Dumbledore appeared on the stone pillar.

He put his hand on Vincent's shoulder.

"You have far more courage than I do, Vincent."

"Professor, be careful!"

Dumbledore raised the elder wand, and the black mist that turned into big snakes stopped.

"Long time no see, Tom."

Voldemort did not reply, but smashed down the huge amount of black mist.

Vincent, who was under the elder wand, could clearly see a small group of black mist drifting towards the window of the tower.

And inside, it seems that a magic wand can be vaguely seen.

Ran?

When Voldemort saw Dumbledore appear, he actually ran faster than a cuckoo biscuit.

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