Rewind time.
When Voldemort's main body appeared in the Ministry of Magic, Jon and Laura also encountered such an existence in Madam Longbottom's consciousness.
It wasn't Voldemort's main body, but it was the appearance of Voldemort at his peak.
This was the projection of Voldemort left in the depths of Madam Longbottom's mind.
Or rather, the projection wasn't very accurate. This was the psychological shadow that Voldemort left on Madam Longbottom.
The strength of the psychological shadow depended on the victim's impression of the perpetrator. Obviously, in this environment, Voldemort was very strong.
"So it's still a bit troublesome." Seeing the Death Eaters gathering in front of him being killed by killing magic, Jon didn't feel comfortable at all. "This feeling is very strange. It's like a group of ants pouncing on you. Although they can't bite you to death, it's disgusting."
At that time, he wanted to directly confront Voldemort who was hiding behind the team. Unfortunately, this situation wouldn't happen here.
Because the Death Eaters and Voldemort left such an impression on Madam Longbottom.
This is one of the most troublesome things.
But now, Jon still had a way to solve this problem, and that was to create a more powerful projection. Fortunately, although he didn't divide too much of his soul power, his own strength was strong enough. This kind of strength was reflected in many aspects. For example, the power he divided was almost the same as Madam Longbottom's power at her peak. This led to his soul being as strong as Voldemort's level.
No matter how strong Voldemort was in Madam Longbottom's impression, it didn't matter.
Because he was limited by the rules, he could only be as strong as Voldemort, but he still had someone by his side.
This battle was never a fair showdown, and he didn't want to have a real fight with Voldemort here.
It was just a projection, even if they really fought, what effect would it have?
Jon didn't care about this, he just wanted to leave quickly.
He always felt that he had been delayed here for too long.
Laura also felt the pressure, so she tried her best to find the anchor point. But after the anchor point was clearly shown, she felt that it was very troublesome.
Because the anchor point was on Voldemort's body.
"Really?"
Jon asked while waving his hand and waving his magic to clean up the Death Eaters in front of him into ashes.
"Can you confirm the exact location? If it's really on him, it's not like we can't get it. "
"Voldemort's wand is, but I don't know how we can touch his wand. After all, this point … is rather special. We have to touch it personally before we can leave."
"That's not a difficult thing to do. You just need to hold on tight to me. I'll take you there." Jon looked at Voldemort coldly and focused his mind on him.
To be more precise, the Voldemort constructed by Madam Longbottom's consciousness wasn't like the real Voldemort. It was more like a character constructed by her consciousness. It was cold and terrifying, just like a big boss in a game.
But he was very strong.
Jon had the speed to break through space, but when he got close to Voldemort, he felt an obvious obstruction.
This was a feature of magic concretization. It wasn't very strange. If it was in the real world, Jon could actually do it. Of course, it would take a bit of effort. But it actually happened in the world of consciousness, which made him feel a bit surprised.
Especially in this environment, it came from Madam Longbottom's consciousness.
This kind of situation did make people feel uncomfortable, but this kind of thing would always happen. No matter where it was, it was inevitable and could only be accepted.
"If you think that this kind of small situation can control me, then you're underestimating me."
Jon snapped his fingers and the space tore. He took Laura and once again shuttled to Voldemort's side.
In fact, in this kind of environment, the difficult one to deal with wasn't Voldemort. Just like the scene they were facing now, Voldemort was tightly protected. This was because he was the point to leave this place. He was just a mascot. The surrounding people protecting him, whether it was the Death Eaters or Madam Longbottom's subconsciousness behind the space, just wanted to trap Jon here.
As long as Jon was trapped here, he would be trapped to death sooner or later.
However, Jon wasn't a person who would sit still and wait for death.
He knew that the constructed Voldemort wasn't the real Voldemort. The person behind him must be Madam Longbottom, and even some of the sane madams.
So he appeared here with a bit of provocation.
"Why bother? We're just here to save you."
He quietly came to Voldemort's side and whispered in his ear.
Then the magic vines tied Voldemort tightly.
It actually looked very simple.
But it was difficult in nature because the surrounding magic environment was constantly wearing down his vines. Voldemort wasn't a fool.
He also used his wand to launch isolation magic in all directions. Although there was only a short distance between him and Jon, there were already about ten kinds of defensive magic in this distance.
And these defensive magic.
Each of them had the ability to kill Jon's consciousness at any time.
But how could Jon sit still and wait for death?
What he learned were all ancient magics, and these magics all had one thing in common, which was that they were very powerful. In a real environment, it was very difficult to release these magics, because the current real world couldn't afford to use them on a large scale.
But in the world of consciousness, this disadvantage was offset.
Naturally, Voldemort couldn't withstand his attacks.
"So how do I use it?"
When Voldemort's protection became history, his wand naturally fell into Jon's hands.
"Break it. As long as this wand is broken, this space will completely dissipate and we can go out."
"It sounds like a very simple method."
Jon used two fingers to pick up Voldemort's wand, as if showing it to the real owner of this space, but he didn't know how much wisdom Madam Longbottom had left.
"We will come again, but I hope you can be prepared. We really don't have any bad intentions, we just want to save you."
The space had begun to distort. Obviously, his provocation had some results.
Since this was the case, Jon naturally wouldn't stay here any longer. He gently broke the wand in his hand like breaking a tree branch.
The next moment, the space shattered.
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