Chapter 980： The beginning of a legend

Remember [New] for a second,! Albert is completely indifferent to other people's well-intentioned persuasion, and since a decision has been made, he is not prepared to temporarily change his mind.

If he didn't face it with all-out mentality, he would give up as soon as possible. Any hesitation would only add a risk to his duel with Voldemort.

In fact, if it weren't for a number of reasons, Albert would have wanted Dumbledore to take his place in the duel with Voldemort, which would certainly be interesting.

Unfortunately, the occasion was wrong, and Dumbledore was obviously unable to replace him to complete the panel tasks, so this kind of thing was just a thought.

"Wait... this seems like a good idea." Albert looked in Voldemort's direction, his eyes flashing strangely.

After ignoring Voldemort's malice, Albert smiled and took out the fondant from his pocket, and distributed the fondant to the others around him.

Dumbledore did not continue to persuade, picked up a candy, opened the wrapper and put it in his mouth, he chewed it twice, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and down Albert's unwavering face, and said with a smile ,"tasty."

The referee next to him was a little dumbfounded. He looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, then looked at the candy in Albert's hand, sighed softly, and took one.

"The final will start in ten minutes, and you still have a chance to regret it." Before the referee left, he did not forget to turn around and add: "It's not ashamed to give up, Boheval has already lost all his face. Dumbledore , you can help me to persuade him well, it's really not worth it to die in a duel, and thank you for the candy, it tastes good."

"confident?"

After the referee left, Dumbledore suddenly asked.

"Do you regret not having a match with me?" Albert also took out a candy and put it in his mouth.

"If I knew this day, I would definitely personally..."

"There is no if in this world, no one owes anyone, I'm already very happy that you can come." Albert closed his eyes and felt the changes brought about by the elixir, and said calmly, "There will be this time eventually, If I don't show my fist, trouble will still come, not to mention that with you here, my safety can be guaranteed to the greatest extent."

"Is it also an opportunity for me?"

"That guy wants to kill me, but it's not that easy." Albert suddenly laughed, "Look, his attention is now all on you."

"It is indeed an opportunity, but the success rate is not high."

The game came soon. The two left the passage one after another and entered the final venue. Compared with the initial noisy atmosphere, the heartbroken audience had no confidence in the last game, or in other words, they had no confidence in Albert.

"It really surprised me that you didn't surrender and escape."

Voldemort originally thought that his plan was going to fail, especially when he saw the group of people inciting the mudblood to surrender, he almost believed that Albert would surrender directly, but this guy did not surrender.

"Although I knew there might be such a day, I didn't expect it to be so early." Albert looked at the blond wizard in front of him and said calmly, "It's you, the dignified Dark Lord, who actually pretended to be like this, It really surprised me."

"you know?"

The expression on Voldemort's face instantly darkened.

"I am a fortune teller, and the result of my fortune telling is: I won."

A terrifying killing intent rushed towards him, but it did not frighten Albert, "Guess, if your identity is revealed, will Professor Dumbledore besiege you together?"

"Stop using your silly little tricks, it's useless," said Voldemort blankly.

"You know the result." Albert slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

After both sides raised their wands and bowed to each other, the duel began.

Albert did not hesitate, and with the aid of the elixir, he quickly mobilized the magical power in his body. Several iron shields were summoned by him, and one of the iron shields faced the black magic that flew towards Albert. After being hit, it exploded into pieces instantly.

Amid the astonishing explosion, Albert waved his left hand forward, causing the fragments and smoke of the explosion to flow directly to Voldemort, while he himself quickly fired several explosion spells at Voldemort in one breath.

As the fragments of the iron shield enveloped Voldemort, an astonishing explosion followed, and the ground trembled, as if someone had fired at the place where Voldemort was standing.

The audience in the stadium stands were stunned by this scene. They never thought that Mr. Anderson, who did not like to use black magic, was so ruthless and planned to kill him in the first place?

Not only the audience was stunned, but even Dumbledore was also very surprised. The blasting spell just now was not only fast and precise, but also had a tricky angle, which almost simultaneously blocked the direction of Voldemort's dodging.

After all, he underestimated him.

The tumbling smoke was suddenly pierced by a magic spell, hitting Albert's iron shield and piercing it through a large hole, but Albert already had a premonition of danger and dodged ahead of time.

"It seems that your divination level is not very good, otherwise you will not come to the duel competition."

Voldemort's hoarse voice came from the billowing smoke: "Do you think you can survive from my hands? Do you think I need some conspiracy to kill you?"

"Are you trying to laugh at me to death?" Albert sneered: "When you let Wormtail go to my house and let someone kill me, stop saying these words, it will make people laugh out loud."

Voldemort stopped speaking, his eyes were filled with almost substantial malice, he dispelled the surrounding smoke, and fired a horrific black magic at Albert.

Albert also showed no weakness and used a deadly spell on Voldemort. The two spells collided in the void and began to confront each other.

The audience in the stands were all wide-eyed, and the scene in front of them seemed familiar, and they were all afraid that Albert would go the same way as Pierre.

However, after the spells of the two sides collided with each other in the air, they were actually deadlocked, and there was no winner!

Voldemort moved slowly to the side and strengthened his magical power, trying to use his extraordinary power to suppress Albert and take the opponent's life.

When the red spell was gradually pressing towards Albert, all the audience in the audience widened their eyes and stood up from their chairs. They seemed to see that Albert was killed by the spell just like Pierre.

The red light that had the upper hand suddenly stopped and was pushed back by the blue light.

"That's... impossible, mere mudblood!"

Voldemort couldn't help but open his eyes wide, watching the spell keep pressing on him. Voldemort couldn't understand that the opponent's magic power was stronger than himself. You must know that the magic power of mudbloods is usually weaker than that of ordinary wizards. This is the normal state, and the guy in front of him is completely abnormal, even Dumbledore, not There must be such a powerful magical power.

Not only Voldemort, but even Dumbledore, who was in charge of acting as the referee, was surprised by Albert's magical power. It stands to reason that Albert should have not yet reached the peak of magical power (about 30 years old), and it is incredible to suppress Voldemort.

Voldemort had to strengthen the output of magical power again, and the two sides fell into a stalemate, but Voldemort did not intend to continue the stalemate.

However, Albert was faster than him. With a sudden wave of his left hand, the gravel on the ground suddenly turned into countless stone bullets and flew towards Voldemort.

This move is a bit like a thousand bullets, or at all.

Facing the attack from both sides, Voldemort directly interrupted the spell, and the devil flame burst out with his mouth, turning directly into a tumbling fire snake that engulfed the flying stone, and rushed towards the opposite Albert, forcing him. He dropped the previous spell.

No matter how powerful Albert is, he can't ignore the Fiery Fire Curse.

He waved his wand and smashed the fiery snake turned into a fiery fire spell in front of him, and turned it towards Voldemort. The smile on Voldemort's face, who was laughing proudly, froze instantly. He never thought that the devil's flame could still be used. countered by the opponent.

When the churning devil's flame was pressing on his face, Voldemort pulled hard, and the flame was rolled behind him and rushed towards the audience behind, startling the audience in the stands.

Fortunately, the Aurors guarding the audience's stands took action in time to extinguish the tumbling devil's flame, otherwise it is unknown how many unlucky audiences would be affected and die innocently.

The organizer was even more stunned. They never expected the two to be so vicious, especially the original referee. If Dumbledore hadn't replaced him, 80% of them would have turned into a corpse.

"Hurry up, hold up the barrier."

The battle below became more and more intense. The audience in the stands watched with enthusiasm. Countless people were cheering for Albert. However, the Aurors suddenly felt bad and raised their wands. A milky white barrier rose above the stadium. Cover the two people and one referee on the dueling arena below.

"You can't escape, it's two-on-one now!"

Albert waved the wand in his hand lightly, and Voldemort suddenly felt very bad, and directly summoned a silver shield to block the front.

A low, creepy voice suddenly sounded, as if something terrifying was slashing on the shield.

As for the power of magic, look at the two cut ground behind Voldemort.

"nice one."

Albert narrowed his eyes. He suspected that this thing might be a silver shield made by goblins. As for why it wasn't other defensive magic?

The general protection magic suffered just now, and it must have been directly smashed.

To deal with Voldemort, Albert did not dare to hold back like he did in the duel with Professor Flitwick, and now he is **** the opponent.

"Just because you want to kill me?" Voldemort shouted, just hiding behind his shield, making him look a little lacking. "Do you have any darker magic than this?"

"That's not black magic, if you want, you can try this again!" Albert narrowed his eyes dangerously, "As long as you don't hide, I guarantee you will be dead. By the way, be careful of Dumbledore's sneak attack. , I don't mind giving up the game at all and giving Dumbledore the opportunity to kill you."

"As long as I can kill you, I think Mr. Principal will definitely not mind his reputation being damaged, and it may not be so easy for you to continue resurrecting."

"I must admit." Dumbledore's calm voice came over, "Mr. Anderson's proposal is indeed very good."

Yes, that's what Voldemort was worried about.

He was tricked!

Don't look at Dumbledore just acting as the referee there, but if there is a flaw, Voldemort knows that the old man will never care about his reputation and give himself a fatal blow.

That old immortal can definitely do it, which is the main reason why he is tied.

At this moment, Voldemort not only needs to face Albert, who is not weak, but also needs to guard against Dumbledore's sneak attack.

asshole!

He finally wanted to give the other party a decent ending.

result?

That Mudblood named Anderson was more insidious than he imagined, and there was no lower limit.

"You don't seem to be a good person, just rely on your high attainments in black magic." Voldemort provoked discord, "I'm very curious, Dumbledore didn't guard against you and watched you."

"No, no, I'm a good person, and I actually hate black magic, and I rarely use it. Of course, I usually don't mind using it against a guy like you, after all, I'm also a pragmatist." Albert finished. , the wand piece has a fireball flying towards Voldemort.

"asshole!"

Not only Voldemort, but even the audience in the stands felt their scalps go numb, as if something terrible was about to happen.

boom!

The sound of the explosion suddenly filled the eardrums, and the terrifying aftermath of the explosion swept through the entire venue. Countless smoke billowed. What made the audience extremely terrified was that the barrier formed by a dozen Aurors had already shattered and collapsed due to the aftermath of the explosion. Understand, it's hard to imagine what would happen to the person at the center of the explosion.

The audience was very anxious, but there was only a cloud of dust in front of them, and they couldn't see the situation below at all.

However, the constant flickering magic light in the dust mist proves that the battle below is still not over.

Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, even Aurors were no exception. If they didn't hold up the enchantment in time just now, I don't know what terrible things would happen.

The Aurors did not dare to gamble, and re-opened the barrier, lest the audience in the stands be miserable.

Not only did the thick smoke not dissipate, but it became thicker, and it seemed that someone was using a smoke spell on purpose.

Well, it was indeed used deliberately, and the user was Dumbledore. After Albert caused the big explosion, the old man did not hesitate to shoot, ready to join forces with Albert to kill Voldemort.

The smoke was so thick anyway that no one could see what was going on inside.

What if you can't see clearly?

It didn't matter, Albert had already prepared the Flux and see-through glasses, and even Dumbledore ate it, relying on inspiration and intuition to determine the specific location of Voldemort.

There is no doubt that Voldemort, who was the only person on the field who did not enjoy the treatment of Flux, was instantly at a disadvantage, and he could only counterattack according to the direction of the spell.

However, some despicable guy misled Voldemort through the ball of light, and the dignified Dark Lord was forced to run away by the two of them.

If he hadn't been able to fly, he would have probably been killed by two people!

At this moment, Voldemort was furious. Fortunately, he had already prepared for Dumbledore's shot, so he was not succeeded by the conspiracy of the two bastards.

However, the current situation was very unfavorable to him, especially when the Aurors raised the barrier again, which made Voldemort's fire, and even the way to leave was blocked.

However, it takes time and magic power to break the barrier, and the two of them will definitely not give him that chance.

But that didn't stop Voldemort. UU reading

The Devil's Flame began to burn on the barrier, trying to swallow all the smoke and dust.

The audience in the outside stands could only see the darkness, and the barrier held up by the Aurors failed to stop the devil's flame, and it shattered and peeled off again.

A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the broken barrier and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Voldemort has escaped!

It's all over.

"That guy ran quite fast!" Albert looked at the back of Voldemort's departure, and couldn't help but sighed in relief, his strategy was successful. After seeing Dumbledore as the referee, he was not ready to take on Voldemort one-on-one.

Forcing him away was really much easier.

"At the level of Voldemort, it is not easy to keep him!" Dumbledore said softly: "You did a good job, and then leave it to me."

"Then I'll trouble you." Albert raised his wand, extinguished the surrounding devil flames, and then greeted thunderous applause and cheers from the audience.