In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

"That wand that is claimed to have been passed down from Death, after you lost to me in that Battle of the Astronomy Tower, its ownership fell into my hands, and you haven't taken it out in public since then, fearing that I would snatch it away from you."

Voldemort narrowed 'her' eyes at the Elder wand in Dumbledore's hand, which is incredibly remarkable compared to the other wands, and there was a distinct sneer in 'her' voice.

"But I don't even fancy the type of longevity that the Philosopher's Stone provides, so how would I care for such a power that has to rely on an external object? The control of the Elder Wand stayed in my hands like that until I was defeated for the first time in that battle of the Re-correctional Centre two years ago, after that it would have gone to the winner's hand. The person who faced me then was you, and it was Jon Green who tore up the pact, but the one who really meddled directly and caused my defeat was in fact the incredibly stupid me. So control of the Elder Wand shifted to him as well, until this time you killed and defeated him again with your own hands, you finally regained control of it again."

Dumbledore listened to Voldemort sorting out bit by bit about the current ownership of the Elder Wand, and without denying it, he simply waved the Elder Wand, sending silver streams of light along with brilliant after-images left behind from the path passed from the tip of the wand.

Those silver-coloured after-images stayed for a long time, enough to show that the Elder Wand was fully exerting the power it was supposed to have at this moment!

"It is indeed a very good wand, but then again, it's more than just a good wand."

Voldemort's face grew cloudy.

"Put away those riddles of yours, you have something to fall back on, so let's see how it looks when we lay our hands low!"

After the 'her' voice fell, the black mist that originally seemed harmless as it spread around suddenly burst forth!

The next moment it rushed towards Dumbledore's direction.

At the same time, Voldemort held out the wand in 'her' hand, 'she' didn't recite any incantation, didn't even make any wand-waving movements, but an aura of death spread into the surrounding air along with the black mist!

In an instant, a dark green beam of light pierced through the dark mist and shot straight towards Dumbledore's direction.

Dumbledore did not move, he just flicked the Elder wand in his hand, silver streams of light blossomed in an instant, and countless parchments, quills, pieces of tables and chairs, folders and so on that were flying around under the shroud of the black mist changed their appearance in the next second.

Countless golden flying birds emerged!

They fluttered their wings and took up all the space in front of Dumbledore, even the black mist could not envelop them!

That Killing Curse didn't stop there when it came into contact with the first flying bird, but rather, like an unstoppable arrow, it suddenly pierced through it, and only blew off completely after breaking through dozens of birds in a row, shattering them and knocking them back to their original form!

Dumbledore had never seen such a Killing Curse that was so powerful to the extreme.

His originally deep eyes finally gained a little more intensity this time, and then he swung his wand at the items that had been knocked down and deformed by the killing curse, and the birds rose up again, their wings spread wide, and golden flames linked together to create a great golden-red explosion around Voldemort!

Dumbledore took a light step back as he quietly put a ring on his hand under the cover of this golden-red flame.

And just as the flames erupted to their peak, the sound of clear and unusually smooth footsteps sounded slowly, and Voldemort walked out of it as if no one else was there!

The golden-red flames kept trying to cling to 'her' body, but there was no way to leave even the slightest mark, and those black mists suspended around 'her' were like an absolute defence, not letting Voldemort suffer half a bit of damage at all.

'She' then snapped 'her' fingers, and 'her' scarlet lips revealed a bizarre arc.

The black mist exploded like a raging sea wave, creating a huge wave towards Dumbledore!

At this time, Dumbledore did not make any evasive movements, he just abruptly removed the snow-white robe he was wearing.

The black wave swooped in, only spreading on the ground, leaving a trail that seemed to be corroded by strong acid.

Dumbledore disappeared!

It was as if he had directly turned into a gaseous state, and his figure could not be found anywhere, as if he had directly fled.

But Voldemort's face did not show half a bit of relaxed expression, on the contrary, the smile at the corner of 'her' mouth instead narrowed, and 'her' brow was tightly wrinkled.

The surrounding area was empty, apart from the black mist filling the air, it was ridiculously quiet.

Just as Voldemort gripped the wand in 'her' hand tighter and tighter, a white equilateral triangle suddenly appeared!

And right in the middle of this triangle along the edges of the three lines, a black circle emerged in it, and the last thing that appeared was a grey straight line, which drew a middle line in the triangle while making the diameter of the circle!

"Deathly Hallows!"

Voldemort's voice became a little out of control.

"You studied its mysteries thoroughly? That is what lies beneath the surface!"

Dumbledore didn't make a sound, and at some point he appeared directly behind the Deathly Hallows mark, wearing a cloak that would conceal his movements, a ring with a dark gemstone on his finger, and the Elder Wand passing right through the mark!

An aura far more terrifying than a killing curse rose!

A figure with a scythe in his hand and a grey cloak loomed behind Dumbledore!

The expression on Voldemort's face became hideous, 'her' eyes nearly turning into vertical lines while 'her' entire being all melted into that black mist!

"You want to use Death's power! Do you really think that the 'Death' is actually a god!"

Just as the voice rang out, greyish-white light completely exploded from the tip of the Elder Wand, and Voldemort howled shrilly through the black mist, while the black mist turned from black to green at some point, enveloping the motionless Dumbledore in it!

In a flash, the entire Atrium went quiet, and all the objects touched by the grey light lost all their lustre and vitality as if they had been directly deprived of their meaning of existence!

And Dumbledore shrouded in that dark green mist, in just a few seconds ageing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mist affected Dumbledore, but Voldemort's figure had become invisible as if he had been swept by that grey light and vaporised on the spot.

"Plop."

Dumbledore fell to the ground, his eyes, ears, nose and mouth were bleeding out, but the gaze in his eyes didn't change a bit, it was still as grave and deep.

"Jon. You must observe it carefully. What the hell is he."

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