Chapter 966

Dumbledore can remain indifferent for the sake of profit, Grindelwald can stand on the sidelines for the sake of planning, Anton can maintain a detached position for the sake of watching fun, but Snape will not!

Yes, he didn't have so many interests to pursue in his life.

Those bigwigs could forget the pain caused by the war and ignore those fragmented emotions and lives, but Snape couldn't.

Countless people died in that battle, not just Lily, not just those annoying people in Potter, not just those companions who were eager to follow the Dark Lord to change the world with him.

Snape couldn't say he was right, but he never thought he was wrong either.

Those Aurors who fought for the Ministry of Magic, those wizards who fought for the ideals of the Order of the Phoenix, those saints, those Death Eaters, they were all just fighting for the noble ideals in their hearts.

Seriously, cruel or not, did his like-minded companions who were killed by members of the Order of the Phoenix die comfortably?

There are not so many right and wrong in this world, there are only different demands.

Severus Snape once longed for love, and once longed for the pursuit of faith to jointly change the world and establish outstanding feats.

However, all of this was like a bubble, and finally burst and disappeared.

Love has become an illusory pain with no place to rest, and the belief in the past has become the hatred from the bottom of my heart.

So there was only one thing Snape wanted.

Voldemort must die!

No great interests, he just wanted Voldemort dead, that's all!

So, he drank compound soup, disguised as Barty Jr., and waited patiently for his opportunity.

As for dying because of it?

Ha, in fact, he is not afraid.

Yes, after returning from meeting Lily in Long Time, his friend Fiennes once told him that he planned to use the 'Spider Breeding and Resurrection Technique' to bring him back from the world of the dead.

It's just that the resurrection technique is a bit troublesome, but it's just troublesome.

He also said that if Snape had a way to cast the passage of life and death created by the 'Patronus Charm' without a staff, the speed of resurrection might be faster.

Fiennes is really a top wizard with extremely high research in potions and magic about life!

That being the case, why not be presumptuous?

Regardless of belief or reality, when he has no fear of life and death, how terrifying can the so-called Dark Lord Voldemort be?

If you are not afraid, why not do it?

Since it is going to be done, why not now?

Patience is not Snape's creed, it will only continue to torment his heart, and he will not get real freedom.

He doesn't want to wait, no need to wait, now, right now.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The icy-cold spell glowed with strands of silver stars, and all of them rushed towards Voldemort's big, uncovered face. With unparalleled willpower, they hit Voldemort in an instant.

However!

The scene that made Snape's pupils widen sharply happened, it made him so heartbroken and angry.

A phantom suddenly appeared on Voldemort's body, his large wizard robes fluttered, his long crimson hair fluttered, and his green eyes were full of indelible sadness and tenderness.

That is……

"Lily!"

It is the magic of love from his mother Lily Evans on Harry!

At this moment, it was grafted onto Voldemort's body!

how dare you!

How dare you!

The anger burned Snape's entire chest in an instant, and almost burned and exploded his whole body, but he still reacted very quickly and released the 'Patronus Charm'.

Sure enough, in just an instant, the 'Death Curse' he released bounced back to him in an instant, and was blocked by a huge silver phantom of a doe.

"huh~"

Voldemort let out a muffled sound, swung his arms vigorously, and flung the wide sleeves of his wizard robes on Snape's body. In an instant, he cast the 'Knockback Curse' without his staff.

Snapped!

Snape seemed to be pushed away forcefully by a huge hand, and rolled back into the cell behind him.

Voldemort covered his chest with one hand, a narrow and curved dagger was pierced in the chest, and countless blood spurted from the fangs at the end of the dagger.

It was a black magic tool, the 'Vampire Blade', the sacred weapon of vampires in wizard fairy tales, and people who were stabbed by this weapon would bleed profusely.

(ps: Chapter 503, the black magic item was made by the old wizard Fiennes to bleed Anton)

But obviously Snape's attack was not that simple.

The key lies in the pink smoke that filled Voldemort's body. He didn't know what potion it was, but he could feel the seductive singing of a witch in the smoke.

During this chant, Voldemort had a strange feeling that something extremely precious in his body was spraying out along the blood.

Damn it!

Voldemort is such a smart person. If you don't look at his methods, he is almost the top super wizard in the field of magic, and he figured out what's going on with this thing in an instant.

That weird chant actually smelled like the disgusting magic "Voldemort's Slight Sorrow" that Anton had researched.

No, it's not just that!

There is actually the feeling of "Animagus blood superimposition" that Anton studied, but this thing is the opposite, it is a kind of stripping!

Potions and spells all in one!

right!

It must be using this method, using this extremely targeted potion to match this dagger, it is quickly depriving him of his magical blood!

This is simply the most vicious curse for a wizard!

No!

No!

Voldemort pulled out the dagger vigorously, but there was no way to pull it out!

It is like a disgusting blood-sucking leech, crazily drawing its own magical blood, and at the same time releasing a kind of 'disturbing spell' or 'confusion spell', so that one's heart can give up resistance and enjoy the splash of blood The thrill!

Pleasure Nima!

Voldemort roared violently, and pulled out the dagger with a strong willpower. The force was so strong that it even contained magical power, and even part of his heart and ribs were pulled out of his chest at the same time. come out.

It's weird.

Obviously a huge hole appeared in the chest, but the flow of blood stopped.

The dagger in his hand fell, and Voldemort felt something suddenly disappear in his body, and he was so angry that he was going crazy.

He finally became complete!

He has worked so hard, resisting the tricks of fate, the pulling of time, and the distortion of human heart, to get to this step little by little!

What is missing!

he does not know!

But he knew that he, who was too immersed in power, could not create a horcrux for himself in time. At this time, he had no way to use the horcrux to restore the original perfect state.

Forever, forever lost that part of blood, or soul!

pain!

Pain!

hatred!

Hate!

How can there be so many opportunities to complete such a perfect resurrection plan with the help of Anton's ritual magic and Dumbledore's calculations like last time!

He pulled out his wand angrily, and before he could release the attack magic, a sharp and incomparably sharp spell of light suddenly cut towards him.

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

It's not just emotions, or even will, that drives such a terrifying spell of intensity, but a further 'faith'!

It is the most complex and elusive spiritual force in the human heart.

is so powerful.

It seems that the whole world is torn in two, and it seems that it only affects Voldemort. The point-to-point sense of space is so familiar!

So familiar!

That's him, Voldemort, Tom Riddle, invented the 'flying spell'!

how dare you!

How dare you!

Use the magic I invented to kill me!

Voldemort was obviously better at controlling his anger than Snape. He even gave Snape a cruel smile, and cast a magic trick that almost made Snape tear up his eyes to resist the "Shen Feng Wu Ying".

Patronus spell!

A silver doe, almost exactly the same as Lily's patron saint, jumped out lightly, swooping towards the shadowless light of God's Front, and immediately disappeared everything invisible.

No, it cannot be said exactly the same.

This is the Patronus Charm powered by Lily's love magic!

This is Lily's Patronus!

"Shenfeng Wusha!" Voldemort waved his wand gracefully and jokingly, and an incomparably sharp magical light shot towards Snape, whose face was distorted almost to the point of being overwhelmed, so that he was so flustered that he couldn't react in time.

Just for an instant.

Shenfeng Wuying's magic light easily tore Snape's chest, cutting him in half!

But at this moment!

This magic actually seems to be like a reverse flow of time, from tearing Snape in half to only splitting in half, the tearing of the second half of the body rebounded in an instant and returned to a complete and unharmed body state.

And accompanied by this weird time countercurrent change.

It was a strange thing similar to a spider's web woven by countless colored lights intertwined in the midair. It flickered in midair and then disappeared again.

At the same time, Voldemort snorted again, and a huge hole in his chest was torn open.

From the left shoulder to the right waist, a terrible tear appeared, almost cutting off his entire upper body.

"impossible!"

The wand in Voldemort's hand touched his chest, barely holding the wound, and roared, "What kind of magic is this, this magic is too weird!"

He felt it!

The tearing wounds on his body came from Shenfeng Wuying released by him!

This was obviously rebounded, but such a rebound magic was passively cast by him!

really!

When he was resurrected, he vaguely sensed something was wrong!

Didn't expect it to be such a thing!

someone!

Someone has burned a certain passive magic in the depths of his soul!

And this kind of inexplicable stuff, he has seen it before!

When he was hiding in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he read this thing in the mind of Alex Fiennes - the spell slot!

It's him?

Voldemort dismissed the idea in an instant!

It was his student Anton!

Anthony Weasley, that madman with a crazy head!

"Quack quack..."

Suddenly, a strange and strange laughter sounded beside him, and a head leaned over from the side, looking curiously at the wound on his chest, it was Anton.

"Is it fun?"

"I call this magic 'Love and Hate Intertwined Quantum Entanglement Super Invincible Magic'!"

"How is it?" Anton's face was full of embarrassment, like a child in the kindergarten who pestered the teacher to praise him.

Voldemort tightly clenched the wand in his hand, growling angrily, "An~dong~~~~~Weasley!"

"I'm here~"

Anton jumped out from the side with a smile and some mischievousness, stood between Voldemort and Snape, looked at Lao Fu with a smile, "Oh~ my dear professor, you made a little mistake, I am really very happy I care about the people I care about, but I'm not afraid of you hurting them!"

"Guess what, you hurt them, and the exact same damage will happen to you!"

"Quack quack..."

"Is it fun?"

"Is it exciting?"

Immediately, Voldemort's complexion became cloudy and uncertain. He restrained himself so much that now he was seriously injured and was not suitable to fight against a powerful wizard like Anton.

If I can't beat it, what the hell am I!

He could only look angrily at the psychopath humming that out-of-key song like no one else!

"So~is~~ love and hate intertwined~ people cut flesh..."

It is simply inexplicable!