when harry potter met league of legends

Voldemort's teasing eyes gradually turned into horror - under his feet, for just a short moment, a thin light green thread stretched out from the soles of his feet.

This thin line regarded the shield as if it were nothing, and went straight through the seemingly indestructible light shield that blocked him from countless attacks - no, the thin line even regarded his body made of yellow sand and unicorn blood.

The body is nothing, fused into his body like water and milk.

Then, Voldemort felt as if there was something binding on his most important soul, which was tied so tightly that he could not break free.

As the first strand of silk thread was tied tightly, more silk threads grew from his feet, pouring crazily into his body and binding his soul.

Finally, those terrifying threads formed a chain on his body. At this moment, he was slightly freed from Allen's control and saw where the chain came from - at the end of the chain, there was a lamp that was mostly buried in the soil.

The light green lantern - it is inconspicuous in the darkness, but for Voldemort at this moment, it is the most deadly prison.

And what's even more terrible is that the thin threads that make up the chain are no longer consuming his soul all the time. It is like a greedy silkworm baby, slowly but powerfully chewing the mulberry leaf that he loves - his soul.

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"Mr. Tom Riddle?" Allen smiled and greeted Voldemort as he sat there - the large number of skills released together made him temporarily lose his strength. "Or, Mr. Voldemort?"

Allen's greeting did not receive any response - the Dark Lord's face showed panic, he was afraid.

Even if he becomes the most powerful dark wizard, he still has something to fear - death.

In order to prevent death from coming, he even made an unprecedented seven Horcruxes in one breath.

"Sir, please don't show off your acting skills to a child - I know you want to kill me."

Allen moved the dagger in his hand - this weapon from the werewolf was more useful than he thought - and he had taken a slight breath of relief from the emptiness of outputting a lot of magic power in an instant.

"Although I really want you to explain it, villains often die from talking too much - although I don't think I am a villain." Allen climbed up from the ground with difficulty relying on his dagger.

"I know this soul lamp can't trap you for long." Allen moved his steps and walked over with difficulty. "So, we need a little help."

Allen, who walked up to Voldemort, raised the dagger in his hand high - and Voldemort's eyes revealed fear for the first time - he felt the breath of death from the dagger!

"Goodbye, sir!" Allen raised his dagger with both hands, pointing the tip of the sword towards Voldemort's heart.

"Demacia!"

With the thrust of the dagger in Allen's hand, the shadow of a huge lightsaber crushed Voldemort's body.

The body made of yellow sand lost its vitality. A breeze blew by, and the body made of sand began to peel off piece by piece, turning into grains of sand that dispersed in the wind.

After completing the final blow, Allen lost the last bit of accumulated strength and collapsed on the ground, and the soul lamp began to absorb the legacy from Voldemort at a speed far faster than before - the souls that had lost the power to resist.

Valor fell next to Allen and began to protect his master's safety - Allen had passed out due to exhaustion of mana.

Just as the soul lamp was devouring it for the final time, a small soul wrapped in black smoke leaked out of the chain of the soul lamp - it tried to sneak into Allen's body.

But unfortunately, Valor's protection made him give up this plan, and he finally chose a passing snake. As for Valor, Alan's safety was the first priority and he gave up his plan to attack.

After giving Allen a hateful look, the snake slithered away without looking back.

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After a long time, Allen finally woke up from the overdraft of magic power, and he knew nothing about the previous scene - he could not care about Valoro's perception all the time, otherwise Valoro would rush to eat owl food or catch

The insect's perception will be shared with him.

At this moment, the soul lamp is sucking the last bit of the soul from Voldemort. At this moment, the originally dim soul lamp has become much brighter - obviously, Voldemort's soul is very suitable for this lamp.

After Allen touched it, a strong flow of heat was fed back from the soul lamp - this not only restored his strength, but also enhanced his strength.

Thanks to the feedback from the soul lamp, Allen recovered about 40 to 50% of his physical strength, which gave him enough ability to return and ensured that he would not be seen as a heretic by others.

He has no interest in being a savior - especially a savior trained by Dumbledore.

And it is very likely that he is not treated as a savior, but a knight of the savior - a position similar to Ron's.

He was very grateful for this.

After a while, Allen returned to the place where the battle began. Except for those places damaged by Voldemort, the place was still in good condition.

Allen walked forward quickly. In the center of the altar, Percy still had the disabled Horcrux on his head. However, judging from the color gradually returning to his face, he should be waking up soon.

Allen sent a coma spell towards Percy. He didn't want Percy to suddenly wake up while he was setting it up. After completing this, Allen took the crown to the open space next to him.

"Split into pieces!"

"The flames are blazing!"

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Under the attack of the curse, the crown, which lost the blessing of soul power, was vulnerable and soon became dirty.

Allen has no intention of keeping this thing at all. Not to mention that the power of the system is still enough for him to learn. Even if there is no system, he will never wear this former Horcrux rashly - who knows that Voldemort has arranged it above.

How many agencies and secret agents were involved?

After completing the destruction work, Allen put the damaged crown back on Percy's head, and carried Voldemort's body - the pile of sand - past Percy - believing that Percy wouldn't mind.

Next, Allen began to erase the battlefield on the other side - with the wave of his wand, the traces of the battle disappeared one by one - another person might not be so perfect, but Allen with the power of Zyra can make those vegetation

It looks exactly the same as if there had never been a battle.

After finishing everything, Allen put away his wand, put on a sleepy look, and began to release it and return to the city.

As for Percy - for causing such big trouble, just lie here and reflect!