491 Chapter 490 Death and Resurrection

It was like the whole world had stood still.

Jon's mangled body was covered in blood, like a rag doll stained red.

But Voldemort's condition was undoubtedly even more miserable.

There wasn't a single piece of his entire body that was intact, and that handsome face was now also being cut by invisible sharp blades, and some parts of it had even been exposed to the bone!

And at this moment, the tail feather plume root held in Jon's hand had already deeply entered Voldemort's left eye socket!

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The extreme silence was followed by a howl of pain as if it could tear the space apart!

Voldemort's entire body shook as his eye, which had been completely poked and blinded, spurted out columns of scarlet blood!

His body struggled, the pain, which was a hundred times more intense than the Cruciatus Curse, made it seem as if his entire consciousness was about to be lost!

His mouth was slurred as he tried to recite an incantation, but he couldn't recite any incantation at all, and he could only keep making a "whimpering" sound, causing the surrounding black mist to gather and form a huge repulsive force, wanting to shake Jon away!

However, Jon was still gripping Voldemort's hair tightly, as if he was trying to pull his scalp off!

Instead of letting go of the feather in his hand, Jon slammed it even harder into Voldemort's skull and then struggled to stir it!

"Are you dead or not!!!"

Blood interspersed with some white stuff splattered onto his face, but Jon, still had his eyes set on Voldemort on the ground, continued to smash down the feather until the tail feather had snapped in half!

And the corpse on the ground had long since ceased to move, leaving only one utterly disorientated eye, hideously ghastly, still staring at Jon.

Jon gasped raggedly as he looked at Voldemort's bloodied face and suddenly laughed silently.

"You're human too, and you'll die if you're killed."

Then he staggered to his feet, blood still dripping from his body, those wounds from the poisonous snake bites had begun to blacken, and Jon's vision had begun to blur.

But he remained steadfast to keep his consciousness from passing out, knowing that now was not the time to relax.

Jon staggered over to Dumbledore, who had fainted at some point, the closed eyes tightening his brow like he hadn't been sure who the final winner would be before he passed out.

The blood-stained hand grasped Dumbledore's pale hand, and Jon fell helplessly to his knees.

He didn't have half the strength to stand again, but the levitation charm on his ring still worked.

Carrying him and Dumbledore with him as they moved slowly towards the area outside the Atrium, finally, Jon sensed the range of the Anti-Apparition Charm out of range while his breathing grew fainter and fainter and the light in front of him grew dimmer and dimmer, and just as his heartbeat was about to stop beating, a faint, golden-red light began to spread from his body.

After wrapping Dumbledore and himself, the two figures completely disappeared from the Ministry of Magic.

This battlefield finally returned to silence.

Only the blood stains on the ground, the collapsed walls, the densely packed gravel craters, and the corpse lying on the ground with half a feather stuck in its eye socket could still prove what had actually happened here.

An unknown amount of time passed, it could have been ten minutes after Jon left with Dumbledore, or it could have been half an hour later.

Dandy and the other Death Eaters, who had been guarding the floor below the Atrium, finally came to the Atrium with fear and trembling after they had never heard any follow-up sounds.

Then they saw a scene in front of them that looked like it had been ravaged by a hurricane.

Just as Dandy and the other two people he brought with him looked around with shocked faces, one of them suddenly couldn't help but lose his breath and scream.

"You guys look!"

Dandy turned his head to look in the direction that the Death Eater's gaze was facing, followed by his pupils instantly clenching to the size of pinholes as well!

"My lord and master."

He muttered, simply unable to believe that the corpse lying on the ground was the one he had once sworn allegiance to for the rest of his life!

"It really is Lord!"

The Death Eater who had been the first to spot Voldemort's corpse finally reacted, his teeth chattering as he couldn't help but cry out in shock!

"The lord is dead-d dead dead! Dumbledore has won!"

As this sentence came out of his mouth, the same message rose in the minds of Dandy and the other Death Eater!

They couldn't help but hold their breath as they gathered around the side of Voldemort's corpse, and they couldn't deny it any longer!

As loyal followers of Voldemort, none of them had ever thought that such a powerful person would have the possibility of dying.

Especially dying in the middle of such a duel, the death was even more miserable!

"What to do. What should we do now?"

One of the Death Eaters raised his head and shivered as he looked at the other two.

But even Dandy, who was usually always clear-headed, was at a loss at this time.

Voldemort was their spiritual belief, and now that such a belief had collapsed, what were they supposed to do?

Wait and accept the liquidation of Witching Horizon?

Or stay here to accompany their lord and die a martyr's death?

Dandy and the others were at a loss for words, and they didn't even know if they should spread the news immediately.

And just as they were looking at the corpse in a daze, a black mist that appeared from nowhere suddenly enveloped the place!

All three Death Eaters were knocked to the ground by an inexplicable force.

The black mist was injected into Voldemort's broken body, and then a pale hand was raised.

He braced himself on the ground and slowly stood up, and that originally tattered body began to continuously heal, and even the tattered fabrics began to return to their original state as if time had reverted.

Right after he stood up completely straight, a pale hand took hold of the broken tail feather and slowly pulled it out of its own eye socket!

The scene completely froze the Dandy trio in their tracks.

And right after Voldemort resurrected, he just coldly glanced at the three Death Eaters who were frozen in place and then waved his hand.

In the next moment, a miserable green light re-covered this space.

There was no sound of the dead wailing until the bodies fell to the ground, they did not realise their own deaths, leaving only a muffled sound of "thumping".

Voldemort's face was even paler than before.

There was not much fluctuation in his gaze, but the corner of his icy mouth curled up slightly as he gazed at the puddle of blood in the distance.

"Very well. Jon Green, you really are far beyond my expectations every time. But do you really think you can change anything?"

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