In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

Dumbledore was leaning his back against a fallen ceiling stone wall, breathing heavily while squinting to see the black mist that was gathering.

The Invisibility Cloak had fallen off his body and lost its invisibility effect, the Resurrection Stone had become dull, and even the Elder Wand looked as old and worn as a withered twig that had been dried out by the sun.

For this phenomenon, Dumbledore did not show much surprise, after researching the true power of the Three Deathly Hallows combining together, he knew that such a situation would arise.

Of course, this is not to say that in the future these three things will be completely scrapped, but Death has temporarily withdrawn his power, and it will take some time to recover.

But Dumbledore's attention right now was certainly not on the Elder Wand in his hand, he watched as the black mist coalesced from illusory and soon re-coalesced into a solid body, and eventually changed back into a handsome man whose face appeared to be extraordinarily pale, but who had a smile on his expression at the end of all this.

"Haha!"

He was laughing a rampant, showy laugh.

"Death, very good indeed, the Three Deathly Hallows, very powerful indeed, and then what?"

With his hands behind his back, he began to pace around Dumbledore, with the gesture of a tamer in a circus who holds up a whip and circles around their dying lion.

"You think Death can kill me? I'm more powerful than you can even imagine! Nor can you even experience it!"

His voice was high as if he were delivering some impassioned speech.

"But you're about to die, Albus Dumbledore."

Voldemort's voice suddenly lowered, the pupils of his snake-like eyes just staring at the old man.

"Death has no way of taking my life! But it looks like it likes you a lot."

"So even if you were able to kill me once, the power you used was again what you call that, the magic from love?"

With renewed excitement, he snapped his fingers in his hand, and countless damaged constructs around him began to slowly float up and then reassemble themselves into their original form.

"None of it! Dumbledore! No matter from what aspect, you have not defeated me! The one who loses in the end is still you! And it will only be you!"

In the face of his sarcasm and mockery, Dumbledore just calmly leaned his back against the stone wall, he didn't seem to have any emotional turmoil, he just looked at Voldemort in such a manner.

"A wonderful performance indeed, Riddle, but before dying, can I know how you altered the Horcruxes' resurrection method so that you could quickly complete a physical resurrection in the same place of death while sacrificing some of your strength?"

The expression on Voldemort's face suddenly darkened as he violently grabbed Dumbledore by the collar of his robes and pulled him to his face!

"Old thing! You're all but a dead man already, so there's no need to find out so much anymore! How did you see that I was relying on Horcruxes to resurrect myself!"

Dumbledore laughed, he didn't laugh as merrily as Voldemort, but it was full of amusement.

"There are times when you're always like this, Tom, I guess I could call you this, like when you used to go to school in Hogwarts Castle. You're good at acting, but even the most flamboyant acting is just trying to hide something, isn't that what you're trying to hide? That immortality with Horcruxes is an unspoken secret?"

Voldemort stared at Dumbledore's blue pupils as if he wanted to see something in them, to understand how much Dumbledore knew about him.

But it could only get this far, his Legilimency were not able to break through the walls of Dumbledore's mind, to see through the biggest secret hidden in the depths of his brain!

Voldemort couldn't hold back any longer, he raised his wand in his hand and grabbed Dumbledore by the collar with one hand, just when he wanted to kill this old man on the spot and then dig out his brain to see what was hidden inside, a dark green spell steeply attacked towards him from behind him!

Almost as soon as Jon's killing curse lit up, Voldemort's entire body dissipated from solid to an illusory state of black mist, and Dumbledore, who had been held in his hand, fell to the ground in response.

Instead of materialising directly, Voldemort's form rushed towards Jon like a stormy tsunami. But Jon, who had appeared in front of the Atrium door, did not make any movement, his body just suddenly flickered, a golden-red light illuminated, and in the next moment, he appeared beside the fallen Dumbledore.

However, just as Jon was about to grab Dumbledore by the arm and use Apparition to get away from this place, the golden-red light that wrapped around them flickered for a split second, but still stayed in place!

"He used that phoenix to escape last time, and now that there's one more phoenix, do you think I'm going to make that mistake again?"

Voldemort transformed back into his human form and looked at Jon, the sneer at the corner of his mouth not half fading.

"Good, not only did I manage to get rid of the old one today, I actually got a free bonus. I'm curious if the immortal phoenix keeps experiencing death, can it die or not!"

Jon did not reply to Voldemort's words, he just calmly felt the Anti-Apparition Charm that was arranged here.

This type of magic had obviously been specially strengthened to prevent even a special kind of Apparition of the phoenix, except that what it restricted was this Atrium linking to the outside world, and the Apparition Transfer within the Atrium, was not restricted.

This limited Jon's ability to escape directly from here with Dumbledore, but it gave him some leverage to face Voldemort here.

Dumbledore looked tired, laboured to the point of exhaustion, except that he still turned his head to Jon.

"Are you sure about getting out?"

Obviously, he wasn't going to ask Jon the question of why he had come here to save him here, it would be sheer nonsense to ask that once Jon was here.

Jon simply faced Voldemort with his hands slowly gripping the wand in his hands together, a golden-red flame flared up around him, exploding with an incomparably hot glow after adding the magic power stored in the ring.

"Whether or not I'm sure of getting out is another story, I may first verify whether or not I could survive a few moves from him when I have full magic power."

Dumbledore revealed a somewhat helpless smile as he leaned his back against the stone wall and said softly.

"From now on, everything is going to be up to you, just think about the consequences and I will support you in whatever you do, Jon."

The smile on Voldemort's face didn't fade as he waved the wand in his hand, and in the next moment, black mist surged up around him.

"The consequences would be death then, I wonder if he has considered the consequences!"

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