Chapter 705 Courage and Faith

The Death Eaters who were watching this scene had mocking expressions on their faces. Harry's attempt to use a disarming spell to resist the Killing Curse was nothing short of wishful thinking.

But the accident happened in front of everyone!

After the red light and green light collided head-on, they were not defeated. Instead, they fought evenly.

Harry, who was holding the wand, suddenly felt that his wand was vibrating as if it was electrified. He had not released any spell at all, but a golden beam of light flew out from the top of the wand.

Under the shining golden light, Harry saw a similar beam of light erupting from Voldemort's wand opposite him, and the two "golden threads" intertwined in mid-air.

The golden light ball composed of magic power gradually condensed in the center of the intertwined beams. It trembled unsteadily and cracked several holes. Countless arcs of light erupted and hit the surroundings, eventually forming a dome. The golden net, a cage made purely of light, covers the two people in the center.

A burst of wonderful celestial music sounded in the air, as if it was played by vibrating arcs of light. Harry could tell that it was the song of the phoenix.

He almost thought that Dumbledore was coming to save him, but that reassuring figure did not appear beside him...

The Death Eaters on the periphery looked panicked. No one expected such a thing to happen. Everyone took a few steps back to avoid being hit by the arc of light from the riot.

Some people shouted hurriedly, asking for Voldemort's instructions, while others drew out their wands and were about to attack.

"No one is allowed to move without my order!" Voldemort shouted loudly, his red eyes full of anger, confusion and subtle fear.

The current situation also exceeded Voldemort's expectations. The little wizard in front of him was obviously so weak. Crushing him was as easy as crushing a bug. But just when he launched the fatal blow, something unexpected happened... …This reminded him again of the fear of being dominated by prophecies.

No, this is impossible!

Voldemort's face became more and more ferocious. He never believed that Harry Potter could be his nemesis. He wanted to personally crush this nightmare that surrounded his heart!

"Go to hell, Potter!" Voldemort roared, increasing the output of his magic power, and the light bead between the two golden lines quickly moved towards Harry.

Indescribable pressure surged into Harry's heart. As the light bead approached, he felt the wand in his hand vibrate more and more strongly. He even felt that the wand was about to explode.

Harry tried hard to fight back, but his magic was pitiful compared to his opponent's.

Just when Harry couldn't bear it anymore, there seemed to be a faint voice from the bottom of his heart...

Don’t disconnect…it’s the will that counts, not the magic!

The sound seemed to be coming from the fairy music. Harry almost wondered if he had some hallucination, but now he could only do as he did...

Think about it, the Dark Lord killed my parents and plans to kill me!

Harry kept recalling the night his parents died in his mind. He put his left hand on the wand with all his strength. The anger in his heart turned into strength. The golden light bead in front of him slowly changed direction and pressed towards the opposite side. passed.

"This is impossible!" Voldemort looked at this scene in shock, and the fear in his heart became more and more intense. He could feel that the magic power he had inspired was used by the kid in turn.

Harry suddenly felt that the pressure he was under was much lessened, and he immediately increased his strength. The golden thread on the right frantically swallowed the golden thread on the left. The golden light beads became faster and faster, and soon touched the tip of Voldemort's wand. .

The next moment, in Voldemort's horrified expression, a painful scream suddenly rang out from the wand, and a human hand made of thick smoke flew out of the tip of the wand and disappeared.

It was the severed hand he made for Wormtail.

Then, illusory figures flew out of the wand.

Harry stared at this wonderful scene. The first person to fly out was an old Muggle man whom he had seen in his dream.

Soon a second figure made of smoke also appeared in front of him. It was an unknown witch. Harry guessed that it was Bertha Jorkins. Mr. Crouch once said that Voldemort killed her with his own hands. .

The ghosts gathered around Harry, cheering him on.

Harry gradually understood the effect of this magic, and his eyes were fixed on Voldemort's wand, expecting something.

Sure enough, the ghost of a young woman with long hair slowly emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand and floated to Harry's side.

"Mom..." Harry said with a trembling voice.

"Hold on, Harry, it will be fine..." Lily Potter stared at him affectionately and said softly. "Your dad is here too...he wants to see you."

Harry turned his head and looked over again. The soul of his father, James Potter, rose from the tip of Voldemort's wand and floated over.

James and Lily were exactly the same as what he had seen in the Mirror of Erised. Harry could not hide the excitement in his heart. He even felt that it would not matter even if he died here. At least he was not alone, his parents Stay with him all the time.

"Don't think like that, Harry! You will definitely escape..." James said gently, "We will try our best to buy you some time after the connection is disconnected!"

"But what should I do? I can't disapparate, so I can't leave here!" Harry said anxiously. He regretted not taking the time to learn this magic this year.

It was Peter who pulled him to teleport when he came here, but he couldn't go back like that now.

The ghosts were also in trouble. Bertha Jorkins circled around Harry, disturbing the sight of the Death Eaters, and the old Muggle man Frank Bryce kept cursing Voldemort with vicious words.

Time passed bit by bit, cold sweat broke out on Harry's forehead, and he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

At this moment, James seemed to suddenly sense something, and turned his head to look into the distance. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the dark fog, and his face showed a little joy.

"Fortunately, someone is here, they are here to save you!" Lily also looked over and said happily.

What? Harry was confused. He wanted to ask, but the gold connecting the two wands had broken.

"Anyway, we will buy you some time! Harry!" James said eagerly, and the erratic figure rushed straight towards Voldemort.

"Hurry! Harry...run to the right!" Lily whispered softly, and soon floated out.

right? Harry hurriedly turned his head and glanced, but the other side was already blocked by Death Eaters.