If Lord Voldemort was still the Lord Voldemort from the battle with Dumbledore at the Ministry of Magic, then even if Elwyn could not win against him, he would not have lost so badly. But now, he had started to use that evil body modification magic and became an Evil God, possessing power far beyond that of a Sorcerer.
As the modification continued, his power would continue to increase.
Normal magic could no longer harm Lord Voldemort. If not for the Guardian Incantation's ability to restrain Evil Gods, Elwyn would not have been able to escape so easily.
In the process of fighting with Evil Gods, the Guardian Incantation had always been effective. But this time, the Guardian Incantation was effective. The next time they met Lord Voldemort, it might not be effective.
For a Sorcerer like Lord Voldemort, the same magic and attack would not be effective repeatedly, even if the Guardian Incantation had a strong restraining effect on Evil Gods. Through tonight's battle, Elwyn realized that they could not fight Lord Voldemort head-on. There was no way they could resist at all. They had to hurry to find the remaining soul tools and the secret treasure key.
"Sirius, how are they?" Elwyn asked, panting. He was looking at Hedwig in the cage.
Hedwig stared at Elwyn with her large amber eyes, as if blaming him for the collision caused by the high-speed flight.
Then, she lowered her head and began to tidy up her messy feathers.
"They're still alive. It's all thanks to you tonight, Elwyn!" Sirius said. He had just finished examining Moody and was knocking on the door of Grimmauld Square Number 12. "Mind-eyed Man is very weak. He'll probably be bedridden for a long time. I'll let Remus take a look at him later. I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of black magic damage. Ron is also fine. He just fainted. The Dark Demon must have confused him with Harry. We arrived just in time, so he didn't have time to further harm Ron. Fortunately …"
At this moment, the door was opened from the inside. Kreacher was looking at the four people at the door in a panic.
"Heavens, Young Master, Young Master Elwyn, you …"
"Shut up, Kreacher. Help carry them both in." Sirius said impatiently. His attitude toward Kritcher had never been friendly. After handing Moody and Ron over to the house-elf, he led Elwyn into the dark door. "Our plan tonight was leaked. There's a traitor in the Order of the Phoenix. That's why we were ambushed. It's terrible that the Black Demon has appeared at Ron's place, but it's also good news. Harry and Hagrid should have enough time to leave. "
"Looking at the time, they should be here by now," Elwyn said. "As long as our identities aren't exposed, there shouldn't be a problem."
Although Elwyn and Sirius had fought with Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters for a while, it did not last long. Moreover, they had brought Moody and Ron directly to Grimmauld Square, which saved a lot of time. Therefore, they had arrived earlier than the other five teams. Hopefully, Harry would be fine.
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The motorcycle slowly descended. Harry suddenly became worried. Lord Voldemort had not appeared, which made him even more worried.
He looked at the endless darkness around him and felt a sense of danger. Where were they?
Suddenly, Harry's scar burned with pain. He could feel Lord Voldemort's anger, an extraordinary anger. A blurry image appeared in Harry's mind. Harry saw a large amount of black smoke surrounding Lord Voldemort. He floated in the air, his anger soaring.
Lord Voldemort's anger broke through the restrictions of the curse and closed the distance between him and Harry.
"Hurry up, Hagrid, he's here …" Harry covered his scar and said painfully, leaning weakly on Hagrid's back.
"Who's here?" Hagrid turned around and asked worriedly. "Don't worry, Harry. We're here, just below."
"No, he's here. Hurry up, Hagrid, ambush …" Harry stopped abruptly. Lord Voldemort appeared in front of him in his mind, and the two gradually merged.
The black smoke, the bloodshot eyes, the excruciating pain, and …
Hagrid also saw Lord Voldemort. He let out a terrified scream and drove the motorcycle downwards almost vertically.
Harry grabbed Hagrid's clothes tightly. Because of the pain from his scar, he felt like he was going to faint.
A green light whizzed past him, and after a loud bang, the motorcycle's engine started to emit sparks, and the motorcycle completely lost control. It spun and fell from the sky. Harry completely lost his sense of direction. His scar was still burning with pain, and he felt like he could die at any time.
The black smoke from all directions enveloped Harry, and he felt a bone-chilling cold. He saw Lord Voldemort's pale face, which was like a snake, getting closer and closer. It was all over. Harry knew that he had been caught by Lord Voldemort. Despair and death were coming, and the excruciating pain from his scar made him unable to open his eyes.
At this moment, his wand began to move on its own.
Harry felt the wand pulling on his hand as if it was attracted by a magnet. In the black smoke, his wand automatically pointed at Lord Voldemort. His half-opened eyes saw a burst of golden light, and at the same time, there was a shattering sound and angry shouts.
Lord Voldemort shouted, "No!"
To Harry's surprise, the powerful Lord Voldemort was actually hit by the magic of his wand and flew away.
Then, he found himself so close to the button of the device that could spit fire.
He pressed it with the hand that was not holding the wand, and the motorcycle suddenly sprayed out a lot of flames and flew down.
"Hagrid!" Harry shouted, desperately holding on to the motorcycle. "Hagrid is coming! Hagrid! "
Boom!
The motorcycle fell to the ground like a falling meteor. Harry's magic also removed the black smoke from Hagrid's body.
Now, except for the approaching light, he could see nothing.
At the last moment, he looked back in the air and stared straight into the pair of red eyes. It was as if it was the last thing he would see in his life.
In the blink of an eye, Lord Voldemort disappeared, and everything was quiet again.
Harry looked down and saw that Hagrid was lying on the ground beneath him, sprawled out in the shape of the letter A.
Then, he and the motorcycle also fell into a quagmire.
"Hagrid!" Harry struggled to get up in the mess of metal and leather wreckage, but his palms sank into the mud again.
He couldn't figure out where Lord Voldemort had gone, and he didn't understand why his wand moved by itself and repelled Lord Voldemort.
Harry thought it was incredible. Perhaps only Elwyn had such a powerful magic that could repel Lord Voldemort's magic.
If Elwyn knew Harry's thoughts, he would definitely tell Harry, but he couldn't do it.
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