In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

Just as the next green light lit up, Jon's body began to flicker once again!

This time, instead of avoiding Voldemort's attack as his intention, he directly instantaneously moved to the side of the densest black mist, and then extended his hand without hesitation!

Voldemort did not anticipate Jon's action at first, but after he got close to him, he reacted incredibly quickly and was immediately about to turn back into black mist and disperse.

He hadn't forgotten how the Lestrange couple died in Jon's hands, it was because the two of them gave up the means of using magic together and chose to fight Jon in close combat instead.

Moreover, he had witnessed with his own eyes that Jon had completed the Phoenix Animagus transformation in his presence, a magical creature advanced transfiguration magic would make Jon's physical qualities even stronger than before.

Although this is not so much to make Voldemort feel fearful of it, but with his character of seeking stability no matter what he is facing now, he simply will not use his own shortcomings to match Jon's strengths.

But at the moment when he turned into black mist and was about to disperse, Jon did not hesitate to add almost half of the magic power stock in his ring into the general counter-spell!

Even so, the effect was somewhat forced, but in the end, it was able to freeze the dissipating black mist, allowing Voldemort to retain the upper half of his body!

Jon didn't have any hesitation at all, he closed the distance not only for the sake of melee combat, Voldemort might be standing at the apex of wizards, but it doesn't mean that he is invincible.

"Sectumsempra!"

He didn't swing his wand, he just recited the incantation in a voice that was almost a roar.

It was the masterpiece of someone who had passed away and someone whom Voldemort considered he could trust enough due to that person's emotions and character!

In an instant, countless invisible sharp blades raged around Jon!

They tore through the air, even tore through the black mist, and collided with the Shield charm on Voldemort's body!

A tooth-achingly harsh and shrill sound rang out in the Atrium!

Voldemort's face was grim as if it had frozen to the bone, and he gripped his wand tightly in his hand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

It was the first incantation he had recited since he and Jon had started their battle, and just as he did so, Jon raised his wand in both hands.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Two columns of dark green light collided together!

The entire world looked like it had turned a deadly, tragic green, and the intersection of that spell was constantly tilting towards where Jon was!

Jon was confident that there was no difference between him and Voldemort in terms of their souls, they were both human beings, Voldemort was two iterations of himself, and he was a soul that had travelled across and merged with the original soul of this world!

The only thing missing from the gap between them was their magic power, well Jon also had a hidden energy source at his back, he called on the magic power in his ring and turned up the output, keeping the beam of killing curse against the Voldemort's beam and barely maintained it at an even state!

Both men had put up a good fight, Voldemort knew that Dumbledore was done for; so if he could still get rid of this scourge Jon here, or even if he couldn't kill him, he would have to be imprisoned for eternity! Then he could fulfil his ambition and no one in the world would ever be able to stop him again!

Jon knew that the matter of Voldemort's Horcruxes had not been resolved in another dimension, and there was no way to kill him today!

But no matter if he could kill him or not, Jon wanted to kill him once!

He had been suppressing it in his mind for far too long, a Voldemort with no nose who was just a delusional village bully, now even if he stitched up his own self, what right did he have to be so cocky!

Dumbledore, who was leaning his back against the stone wall, was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and the crimson liquid had completely dyed his white beard the colour of blood.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two colliding pillars of green light in mid-air, trying to stand up with one hand leaning on the stone wall and one hand holding the Elder Wand.

At this point in time, if he could just still help Jon out a little bit, that balance would be broken.

But he was really at the end of his rope, and it wasn't that Voldemort had traumatised him, as Voldemort's words had said, Death hadn't been able to take his life but had preferred Dumbledore a little more.

This use of the power of the world of the dead did not come without a price, Dumbledore could clearly feel his life draining away, he no longer tried to hold on to the Elder Wand, he just looked quietly at Jon whose face had become ghastly under the green light and murmured softly.

"Be sure to move forward, Jon."

Jon was indeed moving forward!

He pressed nearly his entire body strength upon that wand in his hand, and the magic power stored in his ring kept filling up on top of the killing curse as if he didn't need any magic power!

Voldemort's face looked like it was close at hand, and that grim to the core face began to gnash the teeth!

Both of them are immortal, but Voldemort clearly knows that he is already invincible amongst wizards, while Jon is like an undying cockroach, making him sick to his stomach but unable to do anything about it.

One of Jon's hands let go of his wand, and he began to reach ever forward, passing through the Shield Charm that had been torn to shreds around Voldemort by the invisible sword curse, and eventually grabbing hold of the thick black hair!

"Also! Thanks to you! Now! There's hair for me to grab!!!"

At the same time, Jon yelled out, the wands in both his and Voldemort's hands finally couldn't resist such a powerful torrent of magic! They exploded with a loud bang!

Jon by this time had a death grip on Voldemort's hair, while Voldemort also grimaced and grabbed his collar with one hand!

The two men tore and rolled from mid-air to the ground, smashing a huge crater in the marble floor of the Atrium!

With both hands free, Jon gave Voldemort's straight nose a punch with nearly all the force of his body!

"I'll knock your nose out again!!!"

He screamed, Voldemort's nose was obviously broken, and blood and tears couldn't be stopped, but he just grunted, the madness and fury in his eyes were almost ready to explode!

The black robes that were about to be shredded into rags turned into countless vipers under his control, slithering and hissing to tear Jon's body!

Jon, however, acted as if he had completely given up on defence, not caring at all, as he let those vipers bite him all over his body, piece by piece of flesh constantly falling off, but he still insisted on tightly grasping Voldemort's head to stick close to his body!

"Sectumsempra!!!"

"Pfft!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering flesh rang out!

Blood blossomed like a flower!

Voldemort, whose body was completely torn apart by these invisible sharp blades, revealing the white bones of his body, finally couldn't help but let out a low roar like that of a wild beast!

He also pressed his hand against Jon's face, and the nails of all five fingers had pierced into Jon's flesh and blood as if he wanted to tear off his face skin!

But a burst of golden-red flames suddenly erupted from Jon's body at this time!

His tears traced past the corners of his eyes, and where the tears passed through, no matter what kind of wounds were sustained, they wouldn't remain, nor would they be half as painful!

The phoenix had not only granted him the nirvana of immortality, but it had also given him the most precious holy medicine in this world!

Voldemort finally felt panic at this time!

He realised that he had no way to fight against Jon no matter what means he used, and now Jon had the means to threaten him!

But in fact, if he could think a little bit more, he could feel that the intensity of the invisible sword curse that Jon had unleashed now was simply inferior to the one he had used before, not even close to half a potent.

The magic power in the ring had been completely squandered by Jon, and if he continued to fight magic now, then Jon would surely die!

Voldemort originally thought that he was already invincible, but now he was forced by Jon to this point, which produced a sense of disorientation so that he had no way to go back to normal thinking!

Jon, however, remained calm!

He stared at Voldemort's face, and a bright red tail feather appeared in his hand at an unknown time!

The tail feather was held high in his one hand, the root of the feather didn't look sharp, but at the moment it was more soul-crushing than any sharp knife in the world!

Then the feather was slammed down heavily by Jon!

Hard into Voldemort's eye socket!

"Are you fucking dead or not!!!"

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