Chapter 524 Harry's Battle

Harry looked at Fish who was very interested, and murmured a few times, which finally turned into a sigh.

He originally wanted to discuss how to escape with Fish, but considering that not only Voldemort was watching, but also there was a circle of Death Eaters around, Harry gave up this almost impossible idea.

As for defeating Voldemort, Harry couldn't even think about it, but Fei could look forward to it...

Recalling the huge patron saint of cats, Harry felt a glimmer of hope again.

But before that, he had to survive in the hands of Voldemort.

Harry looked at the calm Voldemort, pursed his lips, and tightened his grip on the wand in his hand.

"Don't worry, Harry, even if you lose, there will still be Fishmeow! Come on!"

(ω)

Maomao said comfortingly, for Harry...

It's no use at all.

How he wished that Fish would join him and join forces to fight Voldemort and his minions.

Unfortunately, Fish only wanted to fight Voldemort one on one.

"You've learned dueling, haven't you, Harry Potter?"

Voldemort asked softly when he saw Harry coming forward with his wand in hand, his red eyes shining in the darkness.

"Let us bow to each other, Harry," Voldemort said, bowing, but his snake face was always looking at Harry, "Come on, etiquette must be observed... Dumbledore must hope that you behave respectfully. Grace... Bow to death, Harry..."

With victory in hand, he had enough time and mood to tease Harry, and teasing his nemesis in the prophecy would also give Voldemort a special sense of satisfaction.

The Death Eaters laughed in unison. But Harry did not bend, he refused to accept Voldemort's teasing.

However, Voldemort would not let him go so easily...

"I said, bow." Voldemort raised his wand.

Harry felt his spine bend, as if an invisible hand was ruthlessly pressing his back forward.

The Death Eaters laughed even harder.

"Very well," Voldemort said softly, raising his wand, and the pressure on Harry's back disappeared. "Now you look at me like a man... with your head held high, just like you did when your father died..."

"Now... let's duel."

As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, he raised his wand and pointed it at Harry. Before he could recite the spell, a red beam of light flew out from the tip of the wand and hit Harry.

"Armor protection!"

Harry, who was nervous, used the Iron Armor Curse as quickly as possible. Apart from other aspects, his reaction speed was still very good. This was all thanks to Fish dragging him to fight a group of magical animals last year.

Magical beasts don't know how to recite spells, not to mention that most of Harry's opponents are those who are good at speed, such as Hippogriffs.

"Bang!"

The red beam of light hit Harry's Iron Armor Curse, knocking him away.

Although he used the Iron Armor Curse in time, the magic level gap between Harry and Voldemort was still too big. Even if Voldemort cast a silent spell, Harry could not easily block it.

Harry got up from the ground in disgrace, and then saw Voldemort shooting the second curse at him. It was too late to release the Iron Armor Curse...

Relying on the agility he had developed during the Quidditch game, he dodged the curse to the side.

The curse exploded behind Harry, and gravel flew into the air, hitting Harry's back with a crackling sound, causing him pain for a while.

But at this time, Harry had no time to pay attention to this insignificant pain. Voldemort's curses came one after another, and he could only keep dodging in confusion.

"Is this all you have, Harry?" Voldemort raised the corners of his mouth and continued to fire spells at him unhurriedly, while mocking: "You can't defeat me 'again' by just dodging. "

He was not in a hurry to defeat Harry, but was enjoying the process of playing around.

Harry found the opportunity and hid behind a tombstone, breathing heavily.

"We are not playing hide and seek, Harry," Voldemort said softly, the cold voice getting closer. "You can't hide from me. Does this mean that you are tired of our duel? Do you want me to do it now?" End it, Harry?"

Voldemort kept hitting Harry with words, and at the same time he felt that it was time to end this farce, but he did not intend to kill Harry now. He still needed to use Harry to intimidate Fish.

"Come out, Harry... come out and duel..." he urged unhurriedly, while raising the wand in his hand, "Thunderbolt explosion!"

"boom!"

The beam of light from the wand blew the tombstone where Harry was hiding into pieces, and Harry took the opportunity to jump out through the smoke of the explosion. His face scratched by the gravel was full of determination... Harry had decided to risk it all. A head-on encounter with Voldemort.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry pointed his wand at Voldemort and roared.

"Crush the bones!" Voldemort shouted at the same time.

The two people's wands shot out red beams of light at the same time and collided with each other in mid-air.

A strange thing happened. Harry's and Voldemort's wands suddenly vibrated as if powered by electricity, and a thin golden beam connected the two wands together.

Then completely caught off guard, Harry felt his feet leave the ground, and both he and Voldemort rose into the air, the two wands still connected by the flickering golden thread. They flew from the tombstone of Voldemort's father to an open space without a grave...

The Death Eaters panicked, and followed them with shouts, surrounding Harry and Voldemort in the air again, asking for Voldemort's instructions, but Fish was forgotten by them.

"Meow?"

(ω)

Fish scratched his head in surprise, then ran over, raised his head and looked at the two people in mid-air, thinking that if something went wrong, he might as well rescue Harry.

However, at this time, the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort suddenly cracked, but the two wands were still tightly connected, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above Harry and Voldemort.

Golden arcs of light intertwined around them, eventually forming a domed golden net, a cage made of light, enveloping the two of them.

Fish and the Death Eaters were both blinded at this time. Little Barty tried to cast a magic spell on the golden net, but it had no effect. Fish was hesitant, not sure whether he should step forward to remove it. Harry was saved.

"Don't move!" Voldemort shouted to the Death Eaters, "Don't move without my order!"

He wanted to prove the absurdity of that prophecy, so he had to defeat Harry Potter alone. Although this situation was beyond Voldemort's expectations, he still didn't think Harry could turn defeat into victory.

Suddenly a burst of celestial music sounded in the air...it emanated from every fiber of the vibrating network of light around Harry and Voldemort.

"Meow?" Fish pricked up his ears, "Fox's voice?"

∑(ΦωΦ)

As the song of the phoenix sounded, the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort also changed... It seemed as if large beads of light were sliding along the thread, and the two wands also vibrated more violently.

Then both of them discovered that when the light bead was close to them, the wand would vibrate more violently, and gradually become hot, as if it might explode at any time.

So both Harry and Voldemort concentrated their thoughts, trying to force the light beads towards each other.

In the beginning, Voldemort, who was more powerful, did have the upper hand. However, as the Phoenix's song became louder and louder, the irritability in Voldemort's heart gradually became stronger. Gradually, he could no longer concentrate, and Harry took advantage of the opportunity. He pushed the light pearl back.

Harry had never been so focused in his life, and now he only wanted to force the light bead into the tip of Voldemort's wand... although he didn't know what the use of doing so was.

Slowly...slowly...the light beads moved along the golden thread...trembled for a moment...

Connected to the tip of the staff.

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In the original book, Voldemort was unable to defeat Harry, which seemed a bit plot-killing. Even if the flashback spell does not depend on strength, but only on willpower, Voldemort's willpower is not necessarily worse than Harry's.

No matter how embarrassing his performance in the book is, he is still the Dark Lord who once turned Britain upside down. It is really unreasonable that he cannot defeat Harry despite his willpower.

So I added a setting here. Voldemort was affected by Fox's singing, so he couldn't concentrate.

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Thanks to |Into the Drama Too Deep| and Amber Chuan Zhang for the reward.