The remaining Death Eater chased after Harry and Hagrid, attacking them with all kinds of curses. Hedwig screamed and quickly flew to the front of the Death Eater. She stretched out her claws and clawed at the Death Eater's eyes.
"Go away! That damned beast! " The Death Eater desperately waved his hands, trying to push Hedwig away, but Hedwig's attacks were quite fierce. Her flapping wings mercilessly slapped his cheeks many times.
The Death Eater struggled to maintain his balance. Hedwig's desperate attacks made him barely support himself from falling off the flying broom. Suddenly, Hedwig's claws hit the Death Eater's left eye, causing his eyeball to fall out of his eye socket. Blood instantly gushed out.
Under Hedwig's attack, the Death Eater let out a shrill scream. The broom shook violently, and the Death Eater covered his right eye and fell off the broom.
"Hedwig! You're too strong … Ah! " Before he could finish his praise, the scar on Harry's forehead burned with pain. He had no choice but to lean his body against the motorcycle.
At this time, Hagrid didn't have time to ask about Harry's situation. He found that there seemed to be a black fog swallowing the sky and earth behind them. The black fog targeted the two shining tail lights of Harry's motorcycle and kept encroaching towards them.
Feeling the increasing pain in his head, Harry couldn't help but widen his eyes. Then, Harry saw him, the person in the black fog. Lord Voldemort flew with the wind like smoke. He didn't have a broom, nor did he have a night bird. His snake-faced bald head shone brightly in the darkness.
Lord Voldemort's lipless mouth twisted. His voice was very soft, like a cluster of hissing flames, but it clearly passed into Harry's ears, "Harry Poth … the boy who survived a great disaster … come and die."
Hagrid screamed in horror, unlike his usual style and identity as a hybrid giant. He fiercely turned the motorcycle's accelerator. The huge motorcycle let out a deafening roar and sped forward at an even faster speed. Harry leaned on the motorcycle to stabilize his body. His hands randomly shot out the powerful offensive spells he mastered at the almost endless black fog.
The pain of the scar forced Harry to squint his eyes. Harry felt that his head was full of question marks. There were so many Harry's scattered around. How did Lord Voldemort confirm that he was the real Harry?
"Foolish savior … don't you understand how you were exposed?" Lord Voldemort saw through Harry's thoughts at a glance. He was getting closer and closer to Lord Voldemort. A strange and gloomy smile appeared on his snake-like face. "You used the lightning magic that you learned in the Hogwarts last semester … and the weapon that perfectly showed your weakness and disgusting conscience to get rid of you … This is an insult to the intelligence of my fools … I want the wizards to know that you were lucky to escape from me several times …"
The black fog billowed, and the shining snake-like face was getting closer and closer to Harry. Lord Voldemort raised his arm, his pale fingers holding the Parkinson's wand, and pointed it at Harry. "Don't turn your back to me, Harry Poth! You have to look at me when I kill you! I want to see that light disappear from your eyes! "
At this time, Lord Voldemort noticed the snowy owl, Hedwig. She spread her wings again and rushed toward the enemy she had identified. Her claws were still stained with the red blood of the previous victim.
Lord Voldemort, whose attention was attracted, pointed the tip of his wand at Hedwig, and said in a cruel voice, "Avada nibbles on melons!"
A green light appeared, but suddenly, the same dazzling red light flashed in the night between the snowy owl and the Killing Curse.
The owl screamed.
Harry cried out in pain, "No … No …" He simply could not accept this reality. He only felt an intense heart-wrenching pain fill his chest.
But almost instantly, the dazzling red light appeared next to Harry's motorcycle again. Harry was forced to close his eyes. When he opened them again, the light had dissipated, but Harry's pain was choked in his throat.
In the night, a golden, majestic phoenix suddenly descended from the sky and played its strange music in the night. When Harry heard the music, his heart seemed to surge with infinite courage. "Ahn-Kha?"
Ahn-Kha's golden claws were sharp and clawed into Hedwig's neck. Ahn-Kha ignored Hedwig's struggle as she flapped her wings and flew straight towards Harry, tossing the poor owl that had been scratched by Ahn-Kha to him. (Author's Note: Rowling said that the meaning of this paragraph was that Hedwig's death represented Harry's coming of age, the passing of whiteness, and Harry was no longer innocent. But I think our book can help Harry maintain his innocence for a little longer.)
"In the Middle Ages, there was a Muggle called Saint Hedwig. She was a saintess dedicated to the education of orphans. This figure also became the protector of Cilicia. Harry, your Hedwig has protected you very well." A vague and gentle male voice sounded in everyone's hearts. "But sorry, Ahn-Kha usually only hunts with his claws and has never saved anyone. He doesn't know the importance of saving people …"
"Allen!" Harry and Hagrid shouted in surprise at the same time. Allen's appearance meant that they were safe.
Lord Voldemort's shining red eyes suddenly looked back. Harry endured his headache and also looked behind Lord Voldemort. There was also a churning black fog, covering the sky and swallowing the earth. The black fog was constantly corroding and covering the sky.
If Hedwig was not nestled in his arms, Harry would have thought that someone had used a time machine. This scene was a replay of Lord Voldemort's arrival.
Then, Harry saw him. The black fog surrounded Allen's body. Allen flew with the wind like smoke. There was no broom or night owl. His pale, handsome face fell into Harry's eyes.
Allen's voice was soft, but it was clearly heard by the wizards. "Mr Tom Liddell, good evening … Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other in a long time …"
The black fog around Lord Voldemort's body churned. His red eyes were fixed on Allen's body. He had thought that he would meet Dumbledore at most, and suspiciously looked around to see if there were any traps.
"Foolish The Dark Lord … Do you still not understand what's going on?" As if he saw through Lord Voldemort's doubts, Allen's abnormally pale face showed a mocking and disdainful smile. "Instead of dealing with the target you want to kill, you are so long-winded that you want to kill an owl … This is an insult to my ability to react … I want to let the wizards know that an idiot like you is no match for me … Now, I challenge you to a duel."
"Harris! I'm right here! I'm standing right in front of you, and you still dare to speak so arrogantly?! " Lord Voldemort roared in Allen's direction. The veins on his bald head began to throb, and a hissing sound came from the corner of his cold mouth. His voice was clear and loud. "Not only did you spout nonsense on TV, but now you're making an offer to an opponent you can't defeat in person?!"
Allen glanced at Lord Voldemort contemptuously, but did not refute him. He just calmly pulled out his wand, raised it to his shoulder, and nodded at Lord Voldemort. With the etiquette of a wizard's duel, he made an inviting gesture to Lord Voldemort.
Black smoke rolled around Lord Voldemort's body, but he seemed to have calmed down after his rage. His vertical pupils flashed, and the wand in his hand tapped his palm. Lord Voldemort, who was wrapped in black smoke, ignored Allen behind him, and accelerated towards Harry. He said without looking back, "Then, Harris, I'll deal with Potter first. I'll deal with you later."
His pale fingers raised the wand again … Suddenly, a strange cry came from the clouds. Dumbledore rode on the Griffin that he had casually transformed from the mud in the garden, breaking through the clouds and swooping down with the clouds.
"Tom … Although I don't know how you got this information …" Dumbledore rode on the Griffin and blocked Harry Potter behind him. He said calmly, "It's foolish to come here tonight. Obviously, you're doomed to fail."
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