v2 Chapter 707： Flash back

As the first light bead approached Harry's tip, the wand in his hand became hot and he was worried that it would burn. The fastest update

The closer the beads are, the more the Harry's wand vibrates.

He thought that his wand must not be able to withstand the touch of light beads, his wand seems to be shattering in his hands soon.

No, you can't let the light come, he can't fail!

Harry abandoned the distracting thoughts and tried to concentrate all his thoughts, pushing the light beads to Voldemort.

The voice of the phoenix echoed in his ear. His eyes were firm and his anger was spurting!

Slowly and slowly, the beads trembled and stopped.

Then, it began to move slowly toward the other side, and now Voldemort's wand vibrated violently.

Voldemort looked shocked, almost scared, or really scared!

He didn't know what was going on, and he got a long-lost body to resurrect and restore his strength. No one besides Dumbledore should be his opponent, but now he is deadlocked with this boy, even in a downwind, his wand is not Listen to it.

He took pride in the power to become a joke, and Voldemort didn't know what was going on.

Outside the light net, another 13-year-old boy suppressed his Death Eaters by himself and let them run away.

Voldemort felt an unprecedented humiliation and panic, then he saw Ai Wen walked over to Nagini.

Ai Wen looked at Nagini, and he wanted to kill this gleaming snake. This process is easy to imagine.

Nagini was surrounded by the fire. It did not dodge and escape like the Death Eaters. Instead, he opened his mouth and rushed over to Ai Wen.

Evan waved his wand hard, and the silver light flashed. The next second, the head of the big snake that rushed toward him was cut off!

The snake head flew high into the sky, fell into the flames not far away, and turned into a group of ashes.

Ai Wen stunned and immediately realized what it was all about, and Nagini was not a Horcrux.

Voldemort did not put his soul fragments into the body of Nagini, it was just an ordinary big snake.

It's still flesh and blood, you don't need to use other weapons, you can kill it with powerful magic.

"No!" Voldemort shouted angrily, but no one could hear it.

He glared at Ai Wen, and then immediately turned his head and looked at the light of a few inches from his tip.

He couldn’t care about Ai Wen, he couldn’t care for his beloved snake, and he couldn’t attend the escaped Death Eaters. He focused his attention on Harry and the wand that was on the showdown. He couldn’t let the light come over, he’s from above. Feel the terrible power.

"In the past!" Harry followed the roar and looked at the light above his wand.

He didn't know why he was doing this, nor did he know what would happen.

But he has never been so concentrated in his life, he only wants to push the beads into Voldemort's tip.

Slowly and slowly, the light bead moves along the gold wire, trembles for a moment, connected to the tip of the rod

Voldemort's wand made a painful scream, and it rang back!

Voldemort's red eyes widened in surprise, and a man formed by thick smoke flew out of the tip of the rod and disappeared. It was the broken hand he had just made for the vampire Durand.

Another painful cry, a larger object emerged from Voldemort's tip, a gray big thing, as if it were made of the densest smoke, first a head, then a chest and an arm. It is the shadow of a woman.

It was the ghost of Bertha Joggins, and she looked up and stared at the battle in front of her eyes.

"Keep on, don't let go!" she said to Harry, her voice was far away, with echoes.

Harry was terrified, but he instinctively clenched his wand and kept the golden light.

He saw Voldemort's red eyes screaming in surprise, feeling the same as himself.

Bertha Joggins turned around on the edge of the Golden Net, glaring at Voldemort.

Then there was a painful scream in the wand, and something came out from the tip of the stick.

It is also a human head consisting of thick smoke, followed by the arms and body.

This is a wizard that Harry has not seen. He was killed by Voldemort in the remains of the fallen horse. He squeezed out of his wand like Bertha Joggins, this ghost or ghost, or something else. The thing looked at Voldemort in disgust.

This wizard was a desperate man before his death. He looked at him and seemed to want to pounce on the devil.

"Keep on, child, he killed me and avenged me!"

Then, there was a man who was also the ghost of the innocent who was killed by Voldemort.

They walked around the duelist and whispered Harry, while whispering to Voldemort to say something that Harry couldn't hear, but it was undoubtedly a vicious discourse. Under the stimulation of these words, Voldemort looked more Crazy!

Now, another person's head emerged from Voldemort's tip!

Harry saw at a glance who she was, as if he had expected her to appear from the moment Boss Joggins emerged.

Yes, he looked at it at a glance, because what he came up with was the person he had the most in his life.

The ghost of a long-haired woman fell to the ground like Bertha, and straightened up to look at him.

Harry looked at his mother's face and his arms shook violently.

"Harry, your father is here too!" she whispered. "He wants to see you, he will be fine, and he will stand up."

He really came out, first the head, then the body.

A tall, unkempt man, James Potter's soul rises from Voldemort's stick.

He fell to the ground like his wife and straightened up.

James Potter approached Harry, looked down at him, spoke to him in the same distant, resounding voice, but the voice was low, Voldemort couldn't hear, Voldemort saw the people killed by him walking around. Scared face!

"Dad," Harry opened his mouth and his tears remained out of control.

Although still in the duel, the inexplicable sadness rose in Harry's body.

He looked at his parents, they were still young, and they kept their appearance before they died.

"Harry, I am proud of you!" said Jambert.

"Harry" her mother's secluded eyes watched him.

"After the connection is disconnected, we can only stay for a little while, but we will fight for you, you must get the door key with the boy outside, it will bring you back to Hogwarts. Understand, ha Lee?" James Potter continued.

"Understand!" Harry replied breathlessly, his wand sliding in his hand, and he tried to catch it. (To be continued...)