Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 346: Out of control

However, he finally learned a secret anecdote, the supreme and invincible old magic wand made him feel unbearable.

The manuscript left by Grigovich let him know the origin and whereabouts of the legendary invincible wand.

Since it is invincible, even with the restraint of the wand, it must be at the top of all materials. To restrain, it must restrain other wands.

Otherwise, what is invincible?

And now, he got his wish, his wand was in his hand, and his biggest enemy was dead.

Voldemort snorted coldly at this time, and a chill from the bottom of his heart made everyone present shiver unconsciously.

He looked around with his hideous face.

"I found you." He whispered like a snake.

Trilawney, hiding behind the crowd, was locked by Voldemort.

He thinks his luck is really good.

The savior’s luck should be exhausted.

It's time for him to run.

Now, he can also hear the complete prophecy, and then solve Harry Potter, the entire wizarding world, there is no longer a threat to his existence.

"Come on, tell me the complete prophecy, that abominable prophecy that once cost me everything."

Voldemort induced.

Trilawney's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, like a puppet controlled by chanting.

She began to open her mouth and uttered in a tone that was absolutely emotionless.

Reverberating in the empty large room.

"The man who has the energy to conquer the Dark Lord approached and was born in a family that had defeated the Dark Lord three times...Born at the end of the seventh month, the Dark Lord marked him as a strong enemy, but he had the Dark Lord The energy that you don’t understand...One must die in the hands of the other, because two people cannot both live, only one survives...The one with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month..." "

The magical power of Voldemort's dementia easily penetrated Trelawney's thick lenses, and she numbly began to obey.

In a trance, neither Flitwick nor Professor McGonagall blocked Voldemort's magic.

Their thinking is also in a state of extreme confusion.

Even if they arrived, it didn't help. They couldn't intervene. Voldemort's sneak attack on Dumbledore was like an antelope hanging horns, without a trace.

"It doesn't seem to have much content either." Voldemort laughed freely.

Then squeezed the old magic wand in his hand.

This is power, this is authority, this is supreme pleasure and satisfaction.

"You are despicable and shameless, the only person you fear is dead, are you proud?"

Terry Lawney's hollow eyes suddenly regained her look at this time, and she scolded.

Voldemort seemed to be stabbed in the painful foot. As usual, if he met someone who dared to offend him so much, if he was lucky, he might die immediately, otherwise, he would die in endless torture.

But today, he didn't do it.

I don't know why, he wants to keep listening.

"Which so, noble person, ugly death, the despicable me in your mouth is now getting well, enjoying the fruits of victory." He laughed with a snake's neighing voice, and said triumphantly.

"Ugly makes me sick." Trelawney said disdainfully, her expression going into madness.

Voldemort frowned. At this time, the woman told him all the prophecies at that time, but he was not satisfied as he imagined.

"Then I'll tell you something." Tenilauni's voice suddenly plunged into a frightening hollow, her eyes focused on the front of the void, as if the ghost of Dumbledore was in front of him. , Talking with her.

It's not the kind of walking corpses manipulated by people, but the extreme change in emotions.

"That prophecy is invalidated."

"Harry Potter, there will be no contact with you anymore. You are right. He is just a lucky kid, not a savior."

"Your so-called career will reach its peak."

Every time Trelawney said a word, the faces of the people present became ugly and pale.

Sirius even put his wand upright and pointed it at Trelawney. What she said now was like what a Death Eater said.

"Dumbledore is dead, no one can beat you." Trelawney screamed loudly, falling into a state of madness, but instead made Voldemort feel more and more uneasy.

His instinct tells him that he can't let this woman talk anymore

"Except for yourself." The middle-aged woman finally spit out these words slowly.

"Funny!" This **** talked about the old woman who had ruined his dominance once, and at this time had successfully angered him.

"Avada's life!" He lifted his wand decisively, and a strange green light shot from the old wand he had seized, and directed towards Trelawney.

As of now, this woman has no use value.

Keeping her life is just to make people angry

Voldemort felt the more surging power provided to him from the wand, which is more powerful, violent, and mysterious than his yew wand.

The one symbolizes the curse, and it's so handy to cast it by yourself

Trilawney closed her eyes again at this time, lost consciousness, unable to resist.

Of course, I can't resist.

Many wizards are so vulnerable to the Unforgivable Curse, they will die if they are not careful.

At this moment, the bright crystal chandelier on the top of the ceiling suddenly fell, and the dense crystal blocks suddenly gathered to form a shiny square shield with sharp edges and corners, which looked like a hideous weapon.

Blocked in front of Trelawney abruptly, let out a muffled sound, flew the curse symbolizing death, and hit the golden fountain on the side. The uncontrolled water flow began to erupt, and the room was misted for a while. Diffuse. Everyone's vision is hazy.

"Who interfered with my duel?" Grindelwald asked gloomily.

"It looks like you, you broke a fair duel, Voldemort." Grindelwald's figure suddenly appeared in front of Voldemort.

"The pedantic sense of integrity, I can't think of it. Grindelwald, who was so powerful on the European continent decades ago, the former demon, would actually stick to this kind of rules and regulations."

"Well, you should thank me? I solved the hateful opponent that imprisoned you for decades?"

"Then this magic wand should be my trophy, or in other words, it should be returned to the original owner." Grindelwald said coldly.

"The supreme wand, of course, is a person who is qualified to have it." Voldemort said disdainfully, and at the same time talked with Grindelwald.

He doesn't want to fight with Grindelwald now. He needs a certain amount of time to get used to the new magic wand.

Strong, not necessarily suitable, at least temporarily.

"Our goals are similar, why can't we join forces?" Voldemort lobbied.

"Put away your ridiculous bewitching technique." The wand in Grindelwald's hand kept waving ~IndoMTL.com~ dazzling, dim, obscure, swift, a chaotic symbol of magic The light of the curse shot out from the tip of the wand one after another.

Then he was resisted by Voldemort and disappeared instantly.

However, Voldemort was shocked to find that the wand in his hand began to tremble in a disobedient manner, rebelling against his orders.

This is the second time Voldemort has encountered, and the wand resisted his orders.

For the first time, it can be said that it is the so-called magic wand fighting against each other, because the wand is afraid of fighting against each other.

But now, what he holds in his hand is the invincible old magic wand. To talk about restraint, it should also be restrained by other magic wands. Why is this happening now?

"You are lucky today." Voldemort said coldly, he is not going to fight today.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Voldemort flicked his wand lightly, and the whole world immediately became hot, and the room suddenly became a hot sea of ​​fire, and then the whole figure of the man gradually disappeared into the void and disappeared in the flickering flames. Up.