Allen, who was in front of Voldemort, only raised the corner of his mouth in disdain and didn't open his mouth. Two shadows appeared beside him, and the mysterious man's pupils contracted. His red eyes stared at the two Allen's that suddenly appeared, and his vertical pupils constricted due to uneasiness.
"The name Voldemort comes from the French Vol," he said.
Mort, which means to escape from death. " One of Allen's doppelgängers waved his fingers and used an illusion to make the name Lord Voldemort appear in front of him, and then separated them into this sentence. "Tom, of course I know you're so afraid of death. You know my sister-in-law's background, so my French is pretty good …"
"Tom, what do you think this is?" The other doppelgänger of Allen took out Lord Voldemort's demonic magic book and a uniquely curved wand that looked like a finger, and waved it in front of Lord Voldemort.
Recognizing the magic book and the wand that belonged to the mysterious man, Lord Voldemort screamed and clenched his big, empty hand. "What have you done?! You went to a place you shouldn't have! " Then, Lord Voldemort spat out a flame at the doppelgänger of Allen who was holding the item. A green light then flew out from Lord Voldemort's wand and shot towards Allen. (Author's Note: In the original work, the only time Lord Voldemort felt any emotional change, other than when he was looking for a job with Dumbledore, was when he screamed after Bella was killed by Molly.)
Allen's doppelgänger, who was not holding the item, easily blocked the magic flame with a shadow shield for the doppelgänger who was holding the item. Allen's real body narrowed his eyes in disdain as he faced the curse that was still far away from him.
What happened next broke the common sense of the wizards watching the duel. Allen's real body did not move or vaporize himself, nor did he use Transfiguration to pull up an obstacle. He just stared at Lord Voldemort's menacing curse, and after flying for a short distance, the green light suddenly turned around without any warning and flew back to its creator.
Lord Voldemort was so angry that he used the curse on Allen without thinking. He did not consider the distance between him and Allen at that time. This kind of curse, which had been avoided by Allen many times in the duel just now, would not pose a threat to him at all.
But now the phenomenon of the curse turning back halfway made Lord Voldemort feel as if he had been splashed with cold water. He stepped sideways to avoid it, and the curse that was countered by Allen hit the place where Lord Voldemort was standing just now. This was the Counterspell ability that Allen learned in ancient times. He was already very familiar with the use of this ability in his practical class. But out of caution, he had always used a more secure way to avoid the mysterious man's curse in the previous duel. It was not until now that the distance was right and he began to become familiar with the mysterious man's curse that he showed this trick again.
"Tom, it's no secret to Dumbledore and I that you made multiple soul tools for yourself … It's not difficult. But obviously, you don't know the danger? " Seeing that he had successfully countered Lord Voldemort's curse, Allen, who was in a good mood, said a few more words.
"Don't try to scare me! Harris! " Lord Voldemort shouted in disbelief to refute Allen and appease himself when he saw that the other party had already known about his secret.
"Tom, if you don't believe me, you can check it out yourself … You don't have to worry, I'm different from you. I don't have the habit of killing a pregnant woman … Sirius' cousin is safe, but the Binding Curse will probably take a while to break … You're right about one thing, I can't kill you before all your soul tools are taken care of …" Allen spread his hands indifferently. "This is just a warning for you to recklessly attack the British Magic World … In addition, I've also confiscated some of the assets in your secret base, which will be used to compensate for the damage to the Wizarding World and the Muggle World due to your misdeeds … But this wand … I'll return it to you, otherwise you probably won't have the money to buy it now …"
After saying that, Allen threw Bellatrix's wand at Lord Voldemort. The wand spun rapidly towards Lord Voldemort, but before it could get close to Lord Voldemort, it was bounced off by Lord Voldemort's armor and fell to the ground. It bounced a few times before coming to a stop, lying quietly on the lawn of the small park.
Based on his understanding of the male wizard's cunning, Voldemort took a deep breath after blocking the wand that he thought might be a trap. He then slowly exhaled and stared at Alan. As for what Alan said just now, he and Dumbledore already knew and had solved the problem of the few Soul Vessels. Although he couldn't wait to check the safety of the few Soul Vessels with his own eyes, he didn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. He convinced himself that this was just a conspiracy between the cunning boy and Dumbledore in order to expose the location of the Soul Vessels when he checked them himself.
"Boy, you're still too naive. I've involved the Ministry of Magic and your actions have attracted everyone's attention, and my servants …" Lord Voldemort didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the live broadcast, so he sneered and raised his snake-like face arrogantly. "Did you think that after these Aura came over and we agreed to a duel, I would simply order my servants to retreat?"
"Hey hey hey!" Lord Voldemort saw Allen's stunned expression and heard his exclamation, so he laughed out loud in satisfaction. He thought that he had finally won a round tonight. Meanwhile, Allen summoned a doppelganger and disappeared on the spot.
"You and Dumbledore's subordinates, those two stupid red-haired twins … the family of the pure-blood traitor … they will taste the bitter fruit tonight. Some of the pure-blood families are already sick, so I have to prune their branches and leaves to keep them healthy, right? " Lord Voldemort opened his arms as if to show off his pure black robe that had been restored to its original state. "As for the threat you just mentioned, I think you should be careful … Harris, even if you can guarantee your own safety, you can't protect your loved ones forever. They will live in fear, and you can't do anything to me now! And you can't kill me now! "
In the distance, Allen still didn't move, but simply waved his hand downwards. Almost instantly, Lord Voldemort heard the sound of something falling to the ground, followed by a sharp pain in his right wrist. He looked down and saw that his right hand had been cut off by Allen's Shadowless Divine Blade. The pain instantly overwhelmed his nerves, and blood flowed from his severed wrist to the ground. The green veins were clearly visible. Lord Voldemort knew that ordinary recovery spells had no effect on the damage caused by black magic. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain without trying to stop the bleeding with his wand. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the color of blood stimulated his pupils.
"Although I'm sorry to break your fantasy, Tom, my doppelganger told me that the Death Knights I left in Mr. Lovegood's house saved the Burrow. Although they were injured, only your people died …" At this time, Allen's voice came into his ears, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice. "Tom, although I can't kill you now, remember, if you dare to come to those lands that I said were under my protection again, I think I can still beat you into the state you were after October 31st, 1981."
Hearing this, Lord Voldemort, who was disappointed and frightened, noticed that Allen took another step towards him. His body simply turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared from the duel scene in an instant.
The bald middle-aged wizard who had been monitoring the live broadcast in front of the monitor stood up straight and excitedly waved his fist. Instantly, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers on the scene. Due to the fact that they were in the middle of a live broadcast, the wizards who were watching the live broadcast had been forcefully suppressing their excitement. Now that they saw the middle-aged wizard's actions, no matter if it was the live broadcast or the wizards watching the television, they could no longer suppress their excitement.
"He won, Headmaster Allen Harris won!"
"The most powerful wizard in the world is Allen Harris!"
"And it was an overwhelming victory! Mysterious … No! The mixed-blood wizard Tom Liddell has been chased away! "
There was a burst of enthusiastic cheers on the field. Allen glanced indifferently at the broken hand on the ground that was covered in blood and a few blades of grass. The hand was bone-white and had fingers that looked like a spider's. Using a flying spell, he made the hand, along with the wand that Lord Voldemort did not pick up when he fled, fly to Allen and into his pocket.
More black smoke appeared in the duel arena. Lunn of the Ministry of Magic had also arrived at the scene with a few staff members. He stood beside Allen and did not say anything. The two brothers only gave each other a knowing look. Hibiscus Chinensis held the microphone and teleported to the scene with the cameraman. She calmed herself down and confirmed Allen's position. Then, she held her head high and hurriedly walked towards Allen.
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