In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The sound of the Triwizard Cup falling to the ground made a crisp sound unique to metal.

At this moment, Jon clearly felt that something was different about this castle.

Outside the library, the originally lifeless stairs suddenly became active again, and the statues and armors around the castle also began to have a lively atmosphere.

Everything began to become special, and this change was like a recovery and a new beginning.

Jon himself didn't feel the slightest change in his body, but the Gryffindor sword in his hand was obviously different.

The slender sword shone with a faint light, as if it had some strange magic power attached to it.

But this change did not bring any joy or excitement to Jon's heart. Instead, it made his mood completely sink to the bottom.

He could feel the connection between himself and Hogwarts Castle, and what Voldemort needed in front of him for so long was this connection!

"Do you feel it? You are the person that this castle has been thinking about for more than ten years, Jon."

Voldemort flicked Draco's wand and walked slowly towards Jon, who was leaning against the wall with a smile. The black mist around him rose, like the countless innocent souls who had died under his hands over the years and could not escape their restraints. !

"Both you and Dumbledore should thank me. I have helped you a lot, right? This is the championship that you have always wanted to win, and it is also the castle that you have always wanted to take back. Now you have obtained everything you asked for." If you are satisfied, then in return, should you also satisfy me?"

Jon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

He stared closely at the approaching Voldemort, inserted the Sword of Gryffindor into the ground, and stood up again from the ground with great effort.

And at this moment, the black mist that had just attacked Jon with the trophy suddenly dispersed, and then a crimson feather inside was revealed as if to take credit!

It was snatched from the pocket of Jon's robe. Dumbledore left Jon as a backup just in case, but Voldemort had seen through everything early on.

"Sooner or later, I will make that damn Phoenix worse than death."

Voldemort said such harsh words, but he still had a smile on his face. At the same time, he tapped the wand in his hand against Fawkes' feather. The next second, the feather turned into a handful of fly ash.

"Dumbledore himself used this method to escape from me. Do you think I will give you this chance?"

Jon looked at the dust that had been turned into by the destruction of the feather and fell to the ground, without much fluctuation in his eyes.

In other words, since his pupils turned into that golden fire, no one could accurately read his mood at the moment from his eyes.

The feather that Jon had been carrying since the beginning of the game was indeed a back-up prepared by Dumbledore for him. Once he encountered an extremely dangerous situation, he could immediately summon Fox and let him carry it with him. Jon runs away.

But now that this insurance method was discovered and destroyed by Voldemort from the beginning, it meant that Jon's only escape route was completely blocked, and there was no possibility of escaping from this castle.

Jon leaned on his sword and looked at Voldemort, who had walked three meters away. The sword light emitting from Gryffindor's sword protected him from being invaded by the black mist.

"Since that year, you have been the one who defeated Professor Dumbledore and then occupied the whole of Britain and planned to annex France, right?"

Voldemort did not deny this.

"Do you think if that idiot did these things, he could do what I do?"

Jon breathed heavily, his lungs were severely damaged from the blow just now, but when he looked at Voldemort, he narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, of course he can't compare with you. All the changes in this world actually started from you. If it were the original Voldemort, even if Professor Dumbledore couldn't do anything to him, he wouldn't be able to defeat Dumbledore. Professor, let alone have the ability and means to control Britain for more than ten years without any major accidents, and it has remained stable to this day."

His words made the smile on Voldemort's face freeze slightly.

This was an expression he never showed even when he was recognized by Jon and used Draco's body to appear.

"What do you want to say?"

His face gradually became calmer, and his calm voice seemed to be without any emotion.

Jon laughed. The blood stains on the corner of his mouth had not been wiped clean. Voldemort's change in mood did not make him feel anything, but he had always looked like he had everything under control from the beginning, and now he finally There was some emotional change in the expression that made Jon happy.

"I want to say that you are a variable, and I am also a variable. Our appearance has caused unknown changes in the direction of this world. Maybe God knew this from the beginning. No, it cannot be called God. According to magic The saying in the world should be called destiny, and destiny has been calculated a long time ago. This world needs to be corrected, and if you want to remove these wrong changes, of course you need someone like me."

"I really should thank you, Voldemort. Let's call you by this name for now. Thank you for helping me and you make the choice."

Listening to Jon's words, which sounded like riddles to outsiders, Voldemort's expression became even colder.

"What's the point of saying this? You're not really out of your mind and think you have a chance to face me face to face, right? If that's the case, then I'm wrong. I always thought you were a smart person, and smart people are It’s time to have a clear understanding of yourself!”

The moment he finished speaking, black mist surged around Voldemort!

At the same time, he suddenly swung the wand in his hand, and without any warning, the green death light suddenly swept towards Jon!

Although Jon was smiling, the vigilance in his heart never diminished at all. At the same time as Voldemort's movements unfolded, his whole body was dodged under the floating spell that took effect instantly, almost at the same speed as teleportation. This death curse.

And as the black mist spread towards Jon, the light of Gryffindor's sword surged, like a substantial iron armor spell, blocking all the black mist one meter away!

After Jon dodged Voldemort's attack, his body did not relax at all. His feet that had been pressed against the wall suddenly exerted force, causing his body floating in the air to fly towards Voldemort like an arrow!

Silent casting gave Voldemort an extremely fast response speed. Facing Jon's counterattack, he raised the wand in his hand without chanting a spell or waving it. The surrounding air began to become thicker the next moment.

The surroundings seemed to be full of obstacles, making Jon's originally unresponsive speed begin to slow down.

But before such a dull feeling could occur for even a second, Jon activated the magic of the second gemstone on the ring!

The curse immediately took effect, all magical effects attached to Jon were erased, and the Gryffindor sword held by Jon had already stabbed Voldemort in the face!

The wand that had been standing upright in Voldemort's hand suddenly changed at this moment.

The entire wand began to stretch and widen, and when the sword tip struck, the wand body had turned into a strong iron shield!

"Bang!"

A trembling sound echoed throughout the library. Jon's arm was numb from the shock, but he still insisted on not letting go of the hilt of the sword!

Later, the wand that was turned into a shield returned to its normal wand after blocking Jon's sword, while Voldemort looked at Jon with cold eyes.

The green light lit up again, and Voldemort had obviously figured out the strangeness in Jon.

Not only is it the kind of flying magic that does not have any magic power fluctuations, there is also a strange defense that can erase the magic power effect.

Any other spell will definitely be absorbed by Jon's spell before it hits Jon, because no matter how powerful and subtle Voldemort's spell is, he can only mobilize Draco's magic.

This is Jon's biggest advantage. The quality of Draco's magic is of course not as good as Jon's, so after using the ring magic spell, Jon doesn't have to worry about Voldemort's other spells at all. The only thing he needs to pay attention to is There is no way to break the curse of death!

Voldemort naturally discovered this, so the only two ways he could kill Jon were either to hit him head-on with the Death Curse, or the black mist broke through the Gryffindor Sword with the help of the castle. The defense engulfed Jon.

Now Jon can only be grateful that Voldemort has a strong soul and means, but his magic power cannot keep up. He also clearly understands that the most important purpose of this killing curse is not to kill him, but to kill him. Get away from me!

The Voldemort in front of him is definitely a person who is willing to use his brain no matter what he does or when fighting.

He clearly knows what Jon's strengths and weaknesses are now. Human physical strength is limited, and when the wizard is casting spells, as long as he does not cast spells at a fast pace for more than three hours in a row, he will not feel much fatigue at all.

As long as Voldemort doesn't give Jon a chance to get close, he's like a wolf biting a herd of cattle. When Jon, the scarred cow, is exhausted, that's when he will really kill him!

But such a close distance is the opportunity that Jon has been prepared for!

Facing the green light that had already lit up at the tip of Voldemort's wand, Jon showed no fear on his face. Instead, he smiled and threw away the Gryffindor sword in his hand!

Without the protection of the sword light, the surrounding black mist instantly swallowed Jon completely like a swarm of bees!

At this moment, Voldemort suddenly felt great fear and uneasiness in his heart!

The death curse on his hand has already lit up and shot out from the tip of the wand, but even if he has accelerated the casting speed to the extreme, there is no way to stop Jon's next action!

Jon opened his arms and embraced the body controlled by Voldemort but belonging to Draco Malfoy!

At the moment when he was hugging him, Voldemort felt a pain behind him, like a needle prick, where Jon's hand originally held the sword was!

The distance is too close, so close that even the Iron Armor Curse cannot take effect and normal defense methods are available!

At the moment when the mild pain came from his back, Voldemort felt his soul tremble violently!

At this time, Jon's eyes were completely filled with the deathly green.

There was no way he could avoid such a close distance, and he had no intention of avoiding it from the beginning.

After Fox's feather was destroyed by Voldemort, Jon was destined to be unable to escape today, and he knew better than anyone in his heart that after the situation where the two of them seemed to be evenly matched for the time being dragged on, he would not be able to escape today. He will definitely die.

Voldemort's attainments in magic were not something that he could catch up with just by studying for a few years. Jon's only chance was to find an opportunity.

A chance to die together with the Voldemort in front of him.

This was another back-up prepared by Dumbledore and Salazar, a back-up that Jon and Dumbledore themselves had prepared.

Since Voldemort learned the knowledge of merging Horcruxes from his ancestors, Salazar could naturally find a way to crack his soul again.

Before the start of the third project, neither Jon nor Dumbledore knew what Voldemort wanted to do, but both of them had prepared something to break the Horcruxes assembled by Voldemort, so that only one of them If any one of them encounters Voldemort who is fused with the remnant soul of a Horcrux, there will be special means to target him.

According to Salazar's inference, it is impossible for a normal person to withstand such soul damage when the soul that has been reunited is violently torn apart again. However, we can only see how to create a suitable opportunity to use this thing. Dumbledore or Jon himself.

Jon had obviously found the right opportunity at this moment. Voldemort thought that he would definitely dodge this death curse, but he just didn't dodge!

Just like what he said just now.

The point where the world changed was the man standing in front of him who claimed to be Voldemort, and Jon himself was not supposed to be a soul that belonged to this world!

The magical world, which was originally going to go through hardships but would eventually move towards the light, had become riddled with holes. Jon clearly realized that as long as he wiped out Voldemort in front of him, everything would be corrected to its original appearance.

As for him.

It was an accident that shouldn't have happened here. After I died in my previous life, I was able to travel here and meet so many lovely people and experience so many wonderful things. This is already a huge profit!

The green light hit Jon completely.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind.

‘Come with me, Voldemort, and leave this world without you. ’

[The Xiuxian system is being decompressed...the data file is wrong...do you want to decompress it again?]

"yes"

[Decompressed successfully... Cultivation Guidance System, renamed...]

[The beast master training system is at your service! 】

The child's eyes are blank.

This TM is obviously a world of cultivating immortals, where did the beastmaster come from!

Ding!

[Achievement Mission: Supreme Supreme! 】

[System detection, you have become the strongest beast master in the world, and rewards are being issued to you! 】

【All Souls Supreme Body】

[Explanation: You will become the supreme being of all spirits, the source of immortal spirituality. Every drop of your blood and every hair can bestow upon all things immortal spirituality, possess unlimited potential, break free from all shackles, and achieve immortality]

Cackling! quack!

A chill suddenly surged into his heart, causing the child to come back to his senses. He immediately saw dozens of pairs of eager and greedy eyes staring at him. Those were the poultry raised by his family, and they were all staring at him at the moment. he……