"No -"


    Voldemort''s hysterical voice could not stop Cole from cutting the soul butcher knife into the pendant box.


    Spiritual material constitutes the blade.


    Ignoring the protective dark magic of Slytherin''s pendant box, he mysteriously sank into the metal shell.


    An invisible scream that only the soul can perceive.


    Suddenly.


    Pain, full of unwilling wailing before death.


    The next moment.


    The illusory soul butcher''s knife bumps into the soul fragments of Voldemort, and the rolling dark smoke turns into a ferocious evil animal.


    At the moment when the blade breaks the soul fragment, crazy greed devours it.


    Patter——


    The pendant box fell to the ground.


    Rolling down into the distance.


    It''s also at this moment.


    Flying over the fireplace, green flames lit up one after another.


    Auror, who received a tip and rushed into the Ministry of magic, and Cornell fudge, who took the lead, witnessed Voldemort with a ferocious expression in the distance.


    Behind Cole, the legendary instruments of torture for judging witches are virtual.


    His complexion changed greatly.


    The Minister of magic, who fought against Dumbledore for nearly a year, shook his wrinkled face, lowered his voice, and made a frightened and unbelievable voice.


    "Voldemort?!"


    The next moment.


    The empty shadow of the mourning Candlestick disappeared.


    The blue light, which stabbed the wizard''s soul, also dissipated like a tide.


    Voldemort, who was badly hurt, howled and turned into a dark smoke, and suddenly disappeared in place.


    Even if Cole''s action is fast enough.


    Hermione and Luna still fainted and looked very painful.


    later.


    Harry, standing next to lupin, suddenly softened and fell to the ground.


    Under the skin of the juvenile''s neck, blood vessels bulge.


    The expression looked very painful.


    Suddenly.


    He stared at Cole and mocked, "you''ll never beat me, wizard hunter."


    The voice fell.


    With a cry of pain, Harry rolled over and lay on his back, as if fighting for control of his body with some evil thing.


    Lupin was at a loss.


    Other Aurors also looked at each other.


    Many people are ready to help.


    Cole picked up the pendant box, then walked over and glanced at a group of wizards, who stopped in the distance.


    Condescending, looking straight into the boy''s eyes.


    The confrontation between will and will.


    No one can help Harry Potter except himself.


    But for young wizards.


    In a trance, he saw the eyes of the Death Eater hunter, as if he had returned to the dark magic defense class again.


    "The power of will..."


    The scenes of the past clearly surfaced in his memory.


    Until it was fixed in all kinds of good memories when he was with Ron, Hermione and the three.


    Suddenly.


    Harry, who was in great pain, smiled.


    At this moment, he finally understood.


    What is true, the power of will.


    Like Voldemort''s hatred and madness.


    He survived his mother''s sacrifice for love and was strong because he cherished his friends and relatives.


    "It''s you who are weak. You never know love and friendship... I feel sad for you..."


    The voice fell.


    With a wail, Voldemort flew out of Harry''s soul and disappeared into the main hall of the Ministry of magic.


    Drop a word.


    Echoed for a long time.


    "You are a fool! Harry Potter..."


    In addition to Lucius Malfoy, who had only one breath left, other Death Eaters followed Voldemort''s retreat and fled one after another.


    This time.


    The system tone sounded in Cole''s ear.


    "Mainline 3, completed."


    "Demon hunter, although your attitude towards evil things is very tough, with pure strength and will to crush Voldemort, crush the plot and kill him.


    But the Harry trio almost died in your hands. ''


    "Reward: the evolutionary branch of the trial arcane, trial · death omen."


    "The special event, its third death, has been completed."


    "People always like to jump left and right between opposing camps, so as to show their wisdom and rationality and faithfully serve their own interests.


    But as a demon hunter, you deeply understand a truth.


    Manage the egoism of the Chinese guest, and then stay out of it.


    It will only be completely liquidated by the victors at the end of the war.


    There is no exception in the long history of mankind.


    Your support for Hogwarts and your hatred for death eaters have virtually paved a way to victory before the inevitable situation comes. "


    "Calculating event dynamic rewards..."


    "Reward 1: Soul strength increased slightly; Reward 2: caster''s mark · element weaving. "


    [judgment · death omen: passive skill. Using specific media, you can foresee a person''s death process and cause.


    When used together with the death compass, you can determine the specific time and place of death before the evil omen comes.


    A third rate detective: Wow, these things don''t take off directly for me?]


    [soul strength slightly increased: you can learn new sequence secrets.]


    [caster''s mark · elemental weaving: now you can use your imagination and use the strange attributes of elemental runes.


    Make a cup of hot water in cold winter, or... Very idealistic, turn a basin of flour into fragrant bread.]


    End of mechanical synthesis.


    Cole glanced at the Slytherin pendant box in his hand.


    Although Voldemort''s soul fragment has been lost, the black magic left on it is like the devil whispering in his ear.


    Trying to control his mind and will.


    In the original plot, these dark magic that almost led to the break of Harry''s trio, for the demon hunters who often deal with the devil.


    Like a funny clown, hiding in the dark and chattering.


    Use the sleeve sword to cut the palm.


    Then hold the pendant box tightly.


    Under the destructive fire of blood flame secret, the black magic to protect the soul is like encountering high-temperature baked oil.


    The shrill sound made all the Wizards frown in the hall of the Ministry of magic.


    Take out a silk card.


    In the frightened eyes of Auror and cornelli fudge, he raised his right hand, stretched it out and lit it.


    Suck deeply.


    Exhale a mouthful of muddy smoke.


    The flame went out.


    Release your hand and the scorched Horcrux falls to the ground.


    Cole and Harry looked at each other, stepped, crushed the pendant box, and finally stopped in front of Cornell fudge.


    Spit the smoke on the face of the Minister of Magic who has been completely stunned.


    Help him tidy his collar and frown, "Lucius Malfoy has been working for Voldemort, but I hear you and him have always been very close..."


    Fudge looked up at the smiling face of the Death Eater hunter and his eyelids jumped wildly.


    Cole patted him on the right shoulder, his face sank, and said, "don''t feel that if you take the blame and resign, you can get rid of the suspicion.


    Looking forward to meeting you at the hearing, old man. "


    This is a scene full of threats.


    As a day later, the accompanying picture of the explosive news appeared on the front page of the prophet daily.


    This day.


    Harry is standing in his dormitory.


    With the latest newspaper in his hand.


    I packed half my suitcases before the holiday.


    "The mysterious man is really back! The Minister of magic, cornelli fudge, took the blame and resigned! "


    "Death Eater hunters hit death eaters and mysterious people hard!"


    "Wiesengamo ruled that the hearing against the former Minister of magic''s Secret death eaters will be held in..."