Silver mask.
That silver mask!
At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.
Even Dumbledore looked surprised.
The war of the century between the needle and the wheat has been temporarily suspended.
Their eyes focused on the person coming.
Six white masks and one silver mask.
The white mask wears a white cloak, and the silver mask wears a dark green robe, but they add a different air of superiority.
The stars on their chests are so dazzling.
As they walked in, everyone was focused on one issue.
who is he?
Voldemort's eyes were fixed on the visitor.
He knew that man was dead.
The enemy who once destroyed the Horcruxes, the enemy who led the bloody killings to force the Death Eaters.
That man is absolutely dead.
He can guarantee that.
That poison was poured with curses and evil thoughts.
It is the product of a curse, the embodiment of evil thoughts.
Even Dumbledore would die.
He is just a student.
What's more, the person he sent to poison him has already confirmed that the person who was found dead in public was dead.
impossible.
There was no way anyone could survive.
Voldemort, who had never panicked even when facing Dumbledore, actually had a trace of panic in his eyes.
That's a fake.
As he thought this, he suddenly felt confident.
Harry couldn't understand why Voldemort was so excited.
Doesn't he know Johnny Silverhand?
"who I am?"
Stopping, a light scolding sound with a smile sounded.
He tilted his head, giving the silver mask a hint of mischief in its mystery.
As his eyes glanced at the person who was waiting for his answer, two eagles sounded in the mysterious sky above the Ministry of Magic.
Silver Mask took a step forward, wand in his left hand.
He walked past Harry without moving his eyes to Harry.
"who I am?"
Repeating the question, he smiled.
"I am an apprentice and a pioneer."
He raised his wand, and the bright white light turned into an electric whip, which streaked across the floor of the hall, tied up the golden wizard statue, and hit Voldemort.
Voldemort raised his wand to block the attack, and a silver shield formed in front of him. With a raised hand, he turned the wizard statue into a cannonball and flew towards the silver mask.
"I am a seeker, and I am also a person who violates taboos."
The silver mask raised his hand, his right hand covered in silver, and cast a wandless spell to stop the wizard statue.
Many cracks appeared on the statue, and it eventually broke into hundreds of pieces and shot towards Voldemort.
Dumbledore also took the opportunity to take action, waving his wand and silently chanting a curse. Voldemort was impacted and the statue fragments collided with each other.
The majestic Dark Lord Voldemort has more than this, his bright silver shield blocks impacts and attacks.
After he struggled to break free, he flew into the sky.
There was faint thunder above the dome, making Voldemort look up.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky.
"I am the summoner of thunder and lightning and the ancient dragon whisperer."
The magic wand in the silver mask's hand fell from top to bottom, and a huge thunder crashed through the ground accompanied by ferocious lightning.
Voldemort pressed his wand against the lightning, causing his robes to flutter.
He grasped a ball of flame in his left hand and turned it into a huge fire snake fighting with thunder and lightning.
Dumbledore waved his wand several times towards the pool next to him, and the water inside hit Voldemort and enveloped him.
"I am the master who created the stars, and I am also the alchemist who searches for the truth."
A ball of white light the size of a basketball condensed on the tip of the silver mask's staff. He took a step forward and threw it towards the water prison like a throw.
Voldemort broke free from the water prison, his expression changed, and his wand pointed at the ground.
The bricks on the ground quickly piled up and turned into a wall, and were hit by the white light and turned into dust.
"I have my own following."
Silver Hand snapped his fingers, and invisible waves shattered the buildings around Voldemort.
The wand was raised and pointed at the falling wizard fragments, which turned into angry puppies and surrounded Voldemort.
Voldemort was furious and drew a circle around his body with his wand, causing all the puppies to shatter.
Dumbledore shot a sleeping spell, causing Voldemort to dodge.
"They call me Your Excellency, Your Excellency, and the Great Good One."
The silver mask stopped, like a band conductor, and kept pointing out the wand.
Each one seemed to become a living puppy, merging into a big dog and pounced on Voldemort.
Voldemort was so harassed that he couldn't defend himself. He opened his hands and made a sharp, cold sound that hit his soul.
The big dog was broken like a statue, and Harry and the others felt as if their heads were about to explode.
The glass in the Ministry of Magic was shattered and fell into pieces.
Bellatrix wanted to get involved, but Silver Mask glanced at her, and she met those eyes.
Her body stiffened, and part of her left hand began to petrify.
"I have eyes that are deadly and scales that can swim in fire."
Voldemort blocked an attack from Dumbledore and fired a green light at the silver mask.
"I have poison, a fire that melts all things."
The figure disappeared from the spot, and when it reappeared, the silver mask shot red light behind Voldemort.
Voldemort dodged the attack.
Dumbledore waved it around like a whip, and a thin and long flame shot out from the tip of the staff and wrapped around Voldemort.
Voldemort summoned the silver shield again and was walked around and tied up.
"I am destruction and rebirth."
Voldemort disappeared and appeared from the pool where the statue originally stood, waving his wand. A poisonous snake jumped out of the wand and bit Dumbledore.
Dumbledore waved his wand widely with smooth movements, making the big snake behind him disappear.
Voldemort stared at Dumbledore with red eyes unwillingly.
Now that the opportunity has been lost, he is about to leave here with a wave of his robe.
But I heard the sound of gems breaking.
Sole power.
launch.
Silver Mask stared at Voldemort, and his voice stopped for a moment.
He stretched out his right hand to grasp in the void.
A sword slowly appeared in his right hand.
Slowly draw the wand across the blade of the sword, making a posture with the wand in the left hand and the sword in the right hand.
His voice became flat and relaxed.
"I bear the destiny of prophecy and have a true name that is independent of the world."
Unable to leave, Voldemort raised his hands and gripped his wand.
The broken glass flew up and gathered behind him without any wind.
Dumbledore secretly said something bad, and opened a silver armor spell in front of him, which looked like an upside-down pot.
The fragments shot towards Dumbledore and Silver Mask.
"I am... a fire dragon."
Flames ignited from the tip of the sword and instantly covered the sword's body.
Silver Mask watched the attack coming indifferently, his voice became strange, the syllables were ancient, and the sound was ethereal.
"Dragon blood flows from his body, and his sharp claws tear everything apart."
Flames burned the body along the hilt of the sword.
"The fangs take away life, the fire burns the skin, and the venom enters the marrow."
The silver mask melted, revealing raised horns.
"Spread your wings over all things, stars enter my mouth, and shadows swallow up the world."
The body swelled, and the wings were pulled away from behind.
"I am……"
"Dragon King!"
The flames turned into towering pillars of fire, burning to the height of the dome.
Astonishing high temperatures enveloped the entire hall, and the huge flames turned into a vortex.
In the flames, a pair of vertical pupils opened.
The approaching fragments were melted in an instant, and terrifying flames were sprayed out from the ferocious mouth.
It was like a sun igniting, and the water vapor evaporated instantly.
Dumbledore couldn't help but open his eyes wide. Voldemort waved his wand vigorously, and a bright silver shield emerged from it.
He was enveloped, and the ground turned into magma.
Harry and others were frightened and stood in the direction of the golden door.
The dragon's breath was not aimed at them, but they were still frightened by the terrifying high temperature.
The smell of paste came from their hair, and they could not imagine how high it was in the center of the flame.
The breath of the dragon lasted for thirteen seconds, and these thirteen seconds seemed as long as hell.
The flames disappeared and Voldemort emerged within them.
There was a trace of disappointment in the huge dragon eyes, but it returned to normal in an instant.
After all, the Dark Lord is not that easy to solve.
His body began to shrink and return to its original appearance.
Only this time, there was no mask on his face.
He holds a staff in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.
A pair of vertical pupils were different from Voldemort's snake eyes, and his eyes conveyed divine majesty.
John blew on the flames on the sword and smiled: "Of course, if you want, you can call me by my name, John Wick."
The Ministry of Magic almost destroyed the entire hall under Dragon's Breath, and he put out where Voldemort's clothes were on fire.
His eyes were staring in that direction, more in disbelief.
"you are still alive?"
When Voldemort said this, even the famous Dark Lord became confused when faced with such an impact.
Dumbledore also looked at the young face.
Not long ago, he received the 'death news' from Snape.
A death witnessed by a potions master cannot be fake.
So……
John, how did you come back from death?
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Some people died, but not completely...
