Chapter 353: Battle of the Peak!

Like being hit by a cannonball, Dumbledore's body flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

The sudden change startled many people, and they hurriedly took out their wands, but not at Grindelwald, but at themselves.

Cast all kinds of defense magic.

"You're still so innocent, Albus."

With a hint of mockery on his face, Grindelwald ignored the men's movements, and the tip of his wand kept sparkling.

"Stop pretending. Do you still want to lie down to death?"

He knew that it would be a fantasy if such a spell could defeat Dumbledore.

"Maybe I'm more willing to trust you."

Dumbledore stood up as if nothing was wrong, his heart was much calmer, and the endless battle was the destination of the two.

Whether it is a position or an idea, they are all separated from light and darkness.

The mockery on Grindelwald's face disappeared, and his voice became cold. "Since you want to talk to me, show your capital!"

"Albus, I lost to you 50 years ago. Now let me see how good you are, but don't die easily!"

After he finished speaking, he Apparated and left the castle.

Dumbledore fell silent.

You are the Headmaster of this school and can Apparate. I am not!

Come to Hogwarts if you can!

But going out like this is not very compelling, and the innate momentum is weaker.

Looking apologetically at the neat solid gold floor of the Hall, Dumbledore lightly nodded.

Like an earth dragon turning over, countless floors shattered and combined into a golden dragon, leading Dumbledore into the air.

Others were stunned.

"Fight..."

A wizard swallowed and stammered.

"How about we go out and have a look?" Another said tentatively and was quickly recognized by everyone.

Showdown of the century. Who wants to avoid watching it?

Above the white snow, Dumbledore and Grindelwald were fifty meters apart, and the cold wind blew their robes.

A large snowflake was blown in front of Dumbledore's eyes, obscuring his vision.

In an instant, a ray of light shot out of Grindelwald's eyes, and at the same time, he quickly raised his wand.

Several jet-black spells flew toward Dumbledore with a cracking sound.

At the same time, Dumbledore also raised the Elder Wand and emitted a white thunder, colliding with Grindelwald's spell without hesitation.

One black and one white, just like their identities, are incompatible.

Boom!

The two evenly matched spells produced an explosion, directly blasting a large pit on the ground.

Countless snow was sent to the sky, forming an artificial snowfall.

"Your ambition has killed too many people, Gellert. Nurmengard is your best destination!"

Dumbledore manipulated the flying snow, forming them into a high-speed spinning snowball, approaching Grindelwald.

The people who came out of the castle just saw this scene, and the size of the snowball scared them half to death.

Grindelwald did not change his face, he calmly aimed his wand at a mountain peak, and two consecutive powerful spells flattened the mountain.

Following his order, several house-sized stones smashed the snowball into pieces and smashed straight at Dumbledore.

And the golden dragon, who had been motionless all the time, suddenly shot, flew to Dumbledore, and stopped all the gravel.

"Albus, you are too pedantic. You can never see the situation clearly. Until now, you don't know what you will face!"

He was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's preaching, and the expression on his face was really irritating.

He has no idea how terrifying the darkness that is hidden now is.

Do you really think that Voldemort is dead and that I am trapped in the tower so you can pursue death with peace of mind?

The biggest black hand has been let go!

Inexplicably, a refreshing feeling appeared in Grindelwald's heart.

This feeling that one hides the darkness and controls everything while the opponent knows nothing is fragrant!

He somewhat understands why Alvin is already so strong, but he is still so 'prudent' in doing things.

A few decades ago, he was in the light, and Dumbledore was in the dark, so he was always calculated.

That Newt was like Dumbledore's puppet. He didn't know how much trouble it had caused him.

Whenever he had some plans, Newt would haunt him in front of him.

This is true of America, this is true of Paris, and this is true of German!

Thinking of the freckled face that looked a little dull, Grindelwald couldn't help but feel angry.

He waved his wand in a big way, and boulders were constantly thrown out. Finally, the giant golden dragon couldn't hold it and whimpered, turning it into gold all over the ground.

"It's man-made, Gellert. You lost your prophecy decades ago, and you're the one who can't see clearly."

Dumbledore didn't move. He was thinking about one thing, Grindelwald was stronger than he thought.

Holding the Elder Wand, he didn't get anything good. It seemed that he was really unwilling to be lonely in Nurmengard these decades.

The expression on his face became a lot more indifferent, and he decided to subdue Grindelwald and see what conspiracy he had.

"Chrip~!"

The high-pitched Phoenix sound echoed in no one's ears, Fawkes was summoned, and he flew to Dumbledore's head.

"Fawkes!"

A burst of red light enveloped one person and one bird, and a crimson flame rose into the sky, forming a true Fire Phoenix.

Waving the wings that cover the sky, the oppression of the Fire Phoenix is suffocating.

And Grindelwald also showed his best fire turned into an ancient magic bird, and the two behemoths fought in the sky.

The two on the ground also started to fight, casting countless powerful spells.

Dumbledore transformed the stone into a giant python, and Grindelwald blew it to pieces.

And countless evil and strange Dark Arts were also blocked by Dumbledore's shield.

The magic spell between the two will occasionally meet, forming a connection.

Countless sparks burst out from the center, and it was a small explosion when it landed on the ground.

They had a great time fighting, and those wizards who wanted to watch the battle would be miserable. Some spells knocked into the air, or the explosion's aftermath could make them die.

A professor tried to offset the missed spell with his own spell, but as soon as the two spells touched, his one was melted directly like paper.

Fortunately, he reacted in time to dodge sideways.

Now everyone realizes the weight of the Dark Lord.

Sorry, they used to speak too loudly.