Voldemort Finally Beat Lucas Once!

Lucas and Voldemort had already fought twice and the two already knew each other's strength and tricks very well.

So they immediately started fighting with all their strength.

The power of the two people's spells caused great damage to the surroundings.

The Death Eaters surrounding the two sides, as long as they were hit by any of their spells, would lose their life on the spot.

"Grindelwald, do you really think you can defeat me this time?"

A huge magic pressure hit Lucas.

As soon as the magic pressure of the two came into contact, Lucas showed a surprised expression.

Voldemort laughed when he saw this: "Didn't expect that? In the past few months, as long as I thought of the humiliation you gave me in the cemetery, I wished I could kill you right away."

"Now I'm finally recovering, and with your current magical power, you are no match for me at all!"

After Voldemort finished speaking, he waved his hands upwards, and the marble under Lucas' feet shattered.

A palm made of earth and stone rose from the ground.

Lucas had no time to escape, and was held in the palm of the giant hand in an instant.

The next moment, Lucas' figure disappeared from the stone hand and when he reappeared in front of Voldemort, his brows were tightly knit together.

"Are you aware of it now?" Voldemort's expression was even more smug.

"The Word Magic you used in the cemetery must be the same as a trap, so it needs to be arranged in advance, right?"

"This time and that time in Azkaban, because I attacked suddenly, it didn't leave you enough time to deploy the magic."

"So you didn't use it these two times. As for the time-like magic you used in Azkaban, you must have noticed it as well."

"This room is filled with all kinds of time related magical objects, here time is chaotic and disorderly, and your magic will be limited to the greatest extent."

"Grindelwald, all this is a gift I prepared for you, and you will die here tonight."

Voldemort laughed triumphantly after showing off his plans. In his view, Lucas is already a dead man.

Everyone reacted differently when they heard Voldemort's words.

The Death Eaters echoed Voldemort, laughing along with him. Especially Bellatrix, who laughed the craziest and even made faces at Lucas.

Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix had worry and anxiety written all over their faces.

Moody frowned tightly, and the blue magic eye turned to the back of his head from time to time, always watching the movement outside the door.

As the person most feared by Voldemort, and also a wizard who is at the pinnacle of quasi-legendary, if Dumbledore were to arrive, the situation here will be reversed again.

Two quasi-legendary wizards, against one Voldemort, the result is clear at a glance.

Arthur Weasley and others looked at Lucas in worry.

At this moment, everyone's life is tied to one person. If Lucas lost today and Dumbledore didn't arrive in time, the lives of these people may be accounted for here.

At this moment even Harry and Ron began to worry about Lucas. After all, his victory or defeat is related to the lives of both of them.

"It's not over yet, what's there to be proud of?!"

The blue fire began to spread at Lucas' feet, but Voldemort's expression was full of disdain.

He just pointed forward with his magic wand, easily blocking the raging fire. Then with a wave of his hand, crimson Fiendfyre swooped towards Lucas instead.

A white spot of light glowed on the tip of Lucas' wand as he used it to pull the Fiendfyre towards the Death Eaters beside him.

The combined power of two quasi-legendary wizards engulfed more than a dozen Death Eaters in the blink of an eye.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing an enemy (Death Eater), reward: 400 achievement points.]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing an enemy (Death Eater), reward: 400 achievement points.]

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Lucas earned more than four thousand points easily. Then he followed suit and killed several Death Eaters with other spells.

But it didn't take long for Voldemort to spot his tricks. When he saw a lot of people killed and injured he was extremely angry.

He didn't care about the death of his men, but was angry because he was fooled by Lucas.

"Avada Kedavra!"

This Killing Curse was full of Voldemort's anger and the people present have never seen such a dazzling killing curse light.

Even Lucas used transfiguration to make a few shield protections in advance, but he was still blown away by the spell.

Boom~!!

Lucas' figure was blown into a cabinet, and countless clocks fell out of the cabinet.

Seeing Lucas sitting in the cabinet's wreckage in embarrassment, the Order and Saints became even more worried.

"What the hell is Albus doing, why hasn't he come yet?!"

Mad-Eye asked angrily. It's just that no one could answer his question.

Voldemort let out a hearty laugh.

Finally, he finally defeated Lucas. And it was still in front of everyone, washing away the previous shame.

"Everyone, Grindelwald is defeated!"

With Voldemort's shout, the Death Eaters burst into cheers.

Seeing the fear reappear in the eyes of everyone else, Voldemort's laughter was even more satisfied.

Unfortunately, Merlin doesn't seem to intend to let him be proud for too long. An old and firm voice came from outside the door: "Turbine Ignis!"

The scorching flames of the firestorm engulfed many Death Eaters and when the flame came to the side of Moody and others, it spread to both sides automatically.

In an instant, a wall of fire protected everyone.

"Dumbledore!" Everyone exclaimed the person's name full of surprise.

The original worries disappeared.

This is the sense of security that Albus Dumbledore brings to everyone. As long as he showed up, even Voldemort wouldn't be a problem anymore.

"Dumbledore." Voldemort watched the figure outside the door.

Watching the other person walking towards him step by step, a successful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Dumbledore, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Tom, you are doomed to fail today!" Dumbledore said seriously.

Just as he finished speaking, he just waved the wand in his hand, and the surrounding flames swirled with his wand.

Soon a flame tornado formed in the time chamber.

The Death Eaters were shocked and ran towards the walls around the room in a panic.

"Stop!" Voldemort snapped and the wand in his hand was waved several times in a row.

A stream of water appeared out of nowhere in the room and the water flow gradually became larger, slowly rivaling the flames.

Boom~!!

The sound of the spells colliding was deafening so everyone covered their ears.

Both the flame and the water slowly disappeared and the time chamber was shrouded in a large amount of white steam.

Voldemort snorted coldly, raised his wand and swung it left and right twice.

A gentle breeze blew across the room from the tip of the wand making the steam dissipate.

There was another figure beside Dumbledore. It was Lucas Grindelwald who was injured just now.

With these two would-be legends standing together, even Voldemort needed to be careful.

This idea flashed through the mind of Harry in an instant, but soon Voldemort's wild laughter came from ahead.

As his laughter echoed through the time chamber, more Death Eaters started arriving. Voldemort seemed to have brought all of his people here.

Many Death Eaters gathered together, exuding a huge pressure.

Even a grown man like Arthur Weasley found it a bit hard to bear. So Harry and the others who are still minors found it unbearable.

As he fell to the marble floor, Harry's pupils trembled, and his face turned pale under the influence of the pressure.

He was actually doing pretty well, because the two girls in the group had already burst into tears.

Ron's body trembled slightly, even though he had been trying to restrain himself.

At this moment, the emotion called despair was spreading in everyone's hearts.

Voldemort was very pleased with the effect the Death Eaters had. He waved his hand, and everyone immediately raised their wands.

"Dumbledore, I knew you would definitely come tonight, so I have specially prepared this gift for you."

"Of course, I also know that the spells of these people cannot harm you, because you can use Apparition to escape at any time."

"You can hide, but the people behind you can't!"

Dumbledore looked behind him, Harry and the others appeared in his line of sight.

Frowning slightly, his expression became much more serious than before.

Voldemort was not in a hurry to act, but looked at Lucas and said, "Grindelwald, the conditions I just proposed to you are still valid, are you really not going to think about it?"

Lucas didn't answer his question, but he and Dumbledore beside him looked at each other.

The two reached a consensus and raised their wands at the same time.

"Protego Diabolica!"

"Turbine Ignis!"

The red-gold and the blue flames went up and down to form a huge protective circle.

Seeing this, Voldemort roared angrily, "Attack them!"

The surrounding Death Eaters immediately started casting spells on the two of them, but they were all blocked by the flames of the two.

After a few seconds, the two put away their wands at the same time.

The flames had just died down and Voldemort appeared right in front of Dumbledore.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green light reflected on Voldemort's snake-like face, matching his expression, making him look even more terrifying.

He was full of confidence in his shot this time because Dumbledore really didn't have time to react.

On the nick of time, a loud singing sound came from out of nowhere and Fawkes the Phoenix appeared in front of Dumbledore with his flames.

The beam of the Killing Curse hit Fawkes, then a raging fire ignited on his body, and soon a pile of ashes appeared on the ground. Then a bald chick poked its head out of the ashes.

Just when Dumbledore was planning to fight back, two voices came from the camp behind him.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Two Killing Curses, one of which was issued by a young Auror. The target was none other than Rufus Scrimgeour, current Deputy Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

The other one flew from the wand of the Minister of Magic Pius Thicknesse. And the target of this killing curse was actually the defenseless Lucas Grindelwald with his back to everyone!.

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