Voldemort was extremely frightened. He had been afraid of death since a long time ago.
Now being hooded by a life-killing curse, he felt that his soul was trembling in an instant.
However, when the green color dissipated and Voldemort fell heavily to the ground, his chest was still heaving violently.
There is this in the skill description of the Life Spell: If the opponent's health exceeds 44% of the total health, the spell cannot cause damage.
Voldemort sat up blankly, looking at his body that was still warm. He was both surprised and puzzled. No matter what, there were still more important things to do in front of him.
Seeing Albert gradually losing in the magic confrontation, he stood up suddenly, picked up the yew wand in his hand and pointed it at Albert.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Albert never expected that Voldemort, who was under the death curse, was not dead.
After a dazzling green flash, he fell heavily to the ground without making any sound. The Elder Wand he originally held in his hand was also taken by Mr. Weasley.
"Don't worry, Mr. Weasley, I don't need the Elder Wand."
Seeing Mr. Weasley put away the Elder Wand, Voldemort gave an ugly smile, "Even without me, even if Albert has the Elder Wand, he is no match for you. It can be seen that if you want to have strength, you still have to rely on yourself. That’s all.”
After a pause, he continued: "Now that I have obtained the Saint's warrant, I think it won't be long before I can turn the Saint's people into my subordinates. By then, the entire magic world will listen to my orders. Mr. Weasley, since you want to witness new changes, why not join me? I am willing to control the world with you!"
"You can't do it."
Mr. Weasley asserted, "You may be able to show off your power for a while, but it won't last long."
…
The evening in spring is somewhat cool, especially near the mountains, and the wind itself is stronger than in other places.
The cool breeze blew across her face, and Rosie woke up quietly.
The originally exquisite, elegant and picturesque Wilson Manor has been turned into ruins.
She got up from the ground in a daze, still feeling a little sad.
"you're awake."
Mr. Weasley was sitting on the steps not far away and said calmly when he saw her waking up.
His eyes searched the ground for a few seconds, and his eyes were fixed on Mr. Weasley:
"Where's Christina?"
She was referring to Christina's body.
"I parked her on the top floor, where the view is pretty good."
Mr. Weasley stood up and walked up the stairs, "Let's go, I'll take you to see her for the last time."
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Rossi asked confusedly after chasing him.
She didn't think that with Mr. Weasley's ability, he wouldn't even be able to use a resuscitation spell.
Mr. Weasley did not pause, his tone was calm and gentle:
"You need to get enough rest to relieve the pent-up emotions in your heart."
After a pause, he continued: "I know that you must feel very sad about Miss Wilson's misfortune, but you have to cheer up. Maybe it seems inappropriate to say this, but I still want to say this to you: Death is actually It's like going to bed after a long day. And, for those with a clear head, death is just another great adventure."
Death is just another great adventure...I know this, it's Dumbledore's argument.
Muttering in his mind, Rossi turned to ask, "Where are Albert and Voldemort?"
"Albert is dead, killed by Voldemort's death curse."
Mr. Weasley replied, "Voldemort left after killing Albert. He took away the Saint's Secret Order. That's what he really wanted."
"Voldemort? He's not dead?"
Asking in surprise, she immediately realized that it must be because Voldemort's blood volume was sufficient that her life-killing curse failed to take effect.
"The Death Curse can only exert its evil power in the hands of people who kill innocent people indiscriminately. The more times it is used, the greater the backlash on oneself."
Mr. Weasley paused, "I'm glad you weren't affected by this spell."
At this point, he paused and then warned Rossi:
"Rosie, I hope you can stop exploring this magic, lest you be controlled by the Unforgivable Curse and lose your true nature."
"Um!"
Rossi nodded, but he didn't think so.
It's just a game skill. I'm a player. In the later stages, everyone will definitely have a "big melon to chew on".
Following the steps all the way to the top floor, the magnificent main castle building that was originally here was reduced to ruins.
Seeing this, Rossi couldn't help but feel a little sad. Just in the morning, she and Christina were happily playing and taking photos here; but within just one day, the place turned into ruins and Christina lost her life.
Cursing the game planner secretly, she sighed deeply and followed Mr. Weasley around the rubble.
After walking in silence for a few minutes, they finally climbed to the top of the mountain.
With life.
"Huh?" Mr. Weasley said in surprise.
Hearing this, Rosie suddenly felt something bad: "Mr. Weasley, what's wrong? Where is Christina?"
He didn't reply and walked quickly to a patch of red and fragrant alyssum.
Rossi followed him and saw obvious signs of someone lying among the flowers.
She walked forward quickly, looking around, and asked:
"Where's Christina?"
Mr. Weasley waved his wand, and an ethereal golden mist spread around, but except for the two of them, there were no footprints here.
"She should be here. The warning and protective spells I released are all there. How could she suddenly disappear?"
Mr. Weasley muttered to himself.
"She's missing?"
Rosie staggered back, then unbelievingly pulled out the wand, whirling it and chanting a spell loudly:
"Footprints Appear"
But similarly, her identity skills didn't show anything.
"Super-sensory tracking!"
The golden wand flipped between her fingers, and a faint light suddenly penetrated into her eyes.
But even so, she didn't see a single footprint belonging to anyone else around her.
"how so?!!"
I'm sorry, Christina, I couldn't even take care of your body.
With bursts of sadness in her heart, Rossi fell to the ground.
He put his weak palm on the ground and seemed to touch something made of silk.
Looking sideways, he immediately recognized the string of red tassels at the end of Christina's belt.
"Her belt is still here, but where is she?"
Rosie suddenly felt a glimmer of hope in her heart and raised her eyes to look at Mr. Weasley, "Mr. Weasley, is she still alive? Or has she come back from the dead?"
Mr. Weasley was silent, not knowing what he was thinking. It wasn't until a long time later that he denied in a low voice:
"Rosie, there is no magic that can truly bring someone back from the dead."
He raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Brantania, then murmured to himself:
"Sure enough, the ending of history cannot be changed. Even if the trajectory of destiny deviates for a moment, it will eventually return to the starting point. Ha... can we succeed?"
Then he turned to Rossi and said, "Cheer up, everything is going on, and your exploration is not yet complete."
As soon as he finished speaking, the system prompts came as promised.
"Ding, congratulations to the player for completing the main mission: Sacrifice. Gained experience points as a reward: 16,000, gained identity and career experience: 4,200, gained money: 110 galleons, and gained reputation as a reward of 1,500."
