Volume 8: In this Hogwarts without the Dark Lord Chapter 529 Both Sides
At the same time, Jon and his team completely destroyed the gold cup.
In another world, the Wuping Line is the outermost defense line in Northern Europe.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A green beam of light shot out from Kingsley's wand. He gasped for breath and watched the Death Eater, with whom he had been fighting for a long time, fall powerlessly to the ground.
He had long forgotten the taboo regarding the Killing Curse. This was the umpteenth time he had cast the Unforgivable Curse since the war began.
There were corpses everywhere.
There are Death Eaters and there are Wizarding World ones.
Moody was lying behind him, his artificial eyes and limbs were blown up by the Death Eaters' magic, and he also lost an arm. Now it seemed that there was nothing intact about him. Only his heavy breathing, like Kingsley's, proved that he was still alive.
"Where's Tonks?"
"She went to see Remus."
After looking around and making sure that there were no enemies in the area he was in, Kingsley dragged his heavy steps to Moody's side, took out the distilled spirit that he had only half applied to him, and continued to sprinkle it on his bloody wound.
"Don't waste it... I have experience. This arm ca n't be saved. Too much time has passed. Even if we find the best healer, it's too late."
Moody looked particularly free and easy.
"Didn't Tonks originally plan to propose to Remus in two months?"
"She didn't tell anyone about this. She just asked me to help prepare some things. How did you know?" Kingsley didn't stop what he was doing.
"What could possibly be hidden from my magic eyes? It's really shameful that Remus is such a grown man, but he still needs a little girl to take the initiative in relationships!"
"He has always been ashamed of his status, you know."
Moody's breathing gradually became steady, as the wound on his broken arm had stopped bleeding. He lay among a group of corpses. It was hard to tell whether those corpses were Death Eaters or members of the Wizarding World. They were like a platform, protecting him.
He looked at the sky, which seemed to be completely covered by dark clouds, with blue and white flames surging out from it from time to time.
"Can the principal hold on?"
Kingsley didn't answer his question. He just sat in the blood-soaked mud and muttered.
"I hope Lily and Jon don't come back..."
This answer actually gave the answer, but Moody cursed angrily.
"You are questioning them! Do you think they are the kind of people who are only interested in pleasure? You think I can't beat you up just because I'm missing an arm, right?"
Kingsley ignored Moody's abuse. He just looked quietly at the sky divided , and talked to himself silently and tiredly.
"This damn world..."
And above the clouds, the black fog has completely occupied the sky!
After half a month of recuperation, Voldemort completely recovered to his best condition, so he did not stop at all and immediately launched an attack on the last place in continental Europe that he had not yet ruled!
His power has become unprecedentedly strong, and he doesn't need to fight cautiously for so many years like he did before against France.
In addition, Dumbledore could no longer be an obstacle to him, and although the boy named Jon Green posed a threat, he did not have enough time to grow up. So he knew very calmly that he could not have the slightest thought of procrastination and had to fight quickly and decisively to put an end to the remnants of the European Wizarding World.
What was a little unexpected to him was that the person who came here to resist him was not Jon, but only the loser who should have died fifty years ago.
Grindelwald is quite powerful, but he obviously hasn't made much progress over the years.
What's more, ever since he walked out of that tower, he has no longer focused on the study of magic. He certainly does not have enough strength to compete with Voldemort, who is now at his peak.
But ever since the battle began, his undisguised had never dissipated.
Once again suppressing the blue flame, Voldemort looked at Grindelwald in front of him with a mocking expression.
"I know why you look down on me. You think your ideals are greater, but I am just a small-minded person who is purely motivated by my own selfish desires, right?"
He didn't seem angry about it, but rather full of amusement.
"But in my opinion, this is just the useless pride of an incompetent person. Regardless of whose goal is greater, just look at the final result. I am a winner, and you are about to become a loser for the second time."
He seemed to want to provoke Grindelwald intentionally, but it seemed to have no effect. Grindelwald remained calm and resisted Voldemort's attack again.
Grindelwald let out a breath.
He didn't care whether the witch horizon could be protected or not. He was a selfish person. What he really cared about was the new ideal that prompted him to walk out of the tower.
He didn't want such an ideal to be shattered by Voldemort's absolutely selfish conquest, so he stood here at the cost of perhaps losing his life, just like when he chose to duel with Dumbledore when the blood oath was invalid.
Blue flames ignited around him, fighting against the black fog again.
At this time, Grindelwald was clearer than anyone thought. He stood up not to defeat Voldemort, but to hold on to time until John returned from another world!
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When Harry heard what Lily said, he was stunned at first.
Then an indescribable surprise appeared on his face, and then this surprise quickly faded away, turning into hesitation and indecision.
Lily didn't urge him, but just looked at him with encouragement and expectation in her eyes until Harry asked.
"Do you want me and my mother to leave here completely?"
Lily said softly.
"It depends on what you want. If you want to be with your mother forever, then of course you can stay there forever. But that world is very dangerous, much more dangerous than here."
"I'm not afraid of danger." Harry explained carefully, as if afraid that Lily would misunderstand him. "I just don't want to leave my friends, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. Even though they treat me badly, I can't just leave without saying goodbye."
Lily didn't seem angry at all. Instead, her face was full of maternal love.
"I'm taking you there because there's something that needs to be resolved with you, Harry, you have to listen carefully to what I'm saying to you now..."
