Chapter 312: The Collapse of Black Cemetery

As the second generation of the Dark Lord, Voldemort may not have a big pattern, and even more often, he is like a gangster leader of a terrorist organization, but his strength is beyond doubt, and he is a top wizard.

The only one who can really compete with him in the whole of Britain and even Europe is Dumbledore, and the rest of the wizards are just chickens and dogs, and they are just selling their heads!

Therefore, when Rolf fought Voldemort, he relied on the magic of magical animals and the information gap to gain an advantage on the field for a short time, but if he really fought for a long time, he would be defeated.

In this case, why did he come to Voldemort alone, and even dared to stay to cover Sirius and the Dursleys?

The biggest trump card that Rolf relied on was the wand made for him by Carin - the phoenix wand core wand with the same tail feathers as Fox.

Wands with twin cores have the property of not killing each other. When wizards attack each other, all spells of both sides will be invalid, and a special flashback spell will be generated, causing one of the wands to replay the spell it cast before.

In human terms, when wizards holding twin core wands fight, no matter how different their strengths are, they will force a 50-50 split.

So, facing the resurrected Voldemort, Rolf was calm from beginning to end, looking like he had everything under control.

But Voldemort was not so calm. When he shot Avada Kedavra, he was confident that he would definitely kill Scamander.

But not only did the boy not die, but his wand vibrated violently like an electrified massage vibrator.

A completely uncontrollable powerful force pulled Voldemort away from the stone pillar and quickly rose into the air.

Then, the golden thread connecting Rolf and Voldemort suddenly broke, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above the two.

The arcs of light intertwined around them, and finally formed a dome-shaped golden net, a cage made of light, covering them.

All this was beyond Voldemort's cognition, and he was panicked.

If it were just this, it would be fine. What was even more terrifying was that the yew wand that had been with him for more than half a century, like his third hand, was out of control at this moment.

There seemed to be a special suction on the wand, sucking Voldemort's hand, making him unable to break free.

Voldemort went from panic to fear, and his body even trembled uncontrollably because of fear.

The last time he felt this way was the night fourteen years ago - he was killed by the rebound of his own killing curse!

Rolf suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was so harsh to Voldemort's ears that he asked angrily:

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you, Tom. You just resurrected and are about to die. Isn't it funny?" Rolf raised the corner of his mouth and sneered:

"But you are lucky. Your loyal servants will be buried with you!"

As if to confirm the boy's words, a series of explosions suddenly sounded in the sky.

Voldemort couldn't see the scene outside, but he knew it must be Scamander's trick, so he shouted: "What happened?"

"The rock bomb I hid in the flying sword exploded." Rolf explained patiently: "This place will collapse soon and crush everyone... to death."

Voldemort was shocked when he heard this.

At this time, more than a dozen thick green granite Dorian columns, with flying swords filled with rock bombs inserted, collapsed with a thunderous sound as the bombs were detonated.

These pillars supported the tall vault of the Black family tomb. As they collapsed, the entire tomb began to shake violently, and many cracks appeared on the vault, spreading in all directions like a spider web.

The Death Eaters watched this scene in horror, but they did not run away. Instead, they flew towards the golden light circle in the air, trying to rescue Voldemort.

Voldemort did not want to die either. He tried his best to break the scattered light threads connecting the two wands, but the golden threads were still connected and could not be broken.

The wand vibrated more violently, and the golden thread connecting Voldemort and Rolf also changed... It was as if a large light ball was sliding along the light thread.

At first, the light ball slid towards Rolf, but as the boy continued to verbally attack, he turned into a corpse again, causing Voldemort to lose his mind for a while.

So, the light ball began to move towards Voldemort. As the first light ball approached the tip of the wand, the wand became hot and trembled more and more.

Finally, the light ball connected to Voldemort's wand along the golden thread, and a scream of pain came out of it, echoing endlessly.

When the sound stopped, a gray old man with a cane came out of the wand.

He seemed to be a ghost made of the densest smoke, staring at Voldemort, and muttered: "You killed me... You killed me... Pay with your life."

Voldemort recognized that it was Frank Bryce, the Muggle guarding the Riddle old house. He and Peter Pettigrew killed him when they were hiding in the old house.

Voldemort frowned, and just when he was wondering why the Muggle old man appeared, another person came out of the wand:

It was a beautiful woman with long hair. Voldemort looked at her, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his arms shook violently.

"Lily Evans?!"

After Lily, James Potter also appeared. He and his wife floated side by side in the air, staring at Voldemort.

The wizards killed by Voldemort were like a revolving lantern, getting out their wands one by one. They were like ghosts returning from hell, constantly making noises to disturb him.

Luofu looked at the falling rubble around him. He knew he had to leave, so he raised the wand vigorously. The golden wire was finally disconnected and the light network disappeared.

Voldemort also broke free. He glared at Rolf and roared:

"Scamander, you can't escape! You will die here too!"

"You are wrong." With a smile on his face, Luofu took out a Galleung from his pocket and said proudly:

"I prepared the portkey in advance... Goodbye, dear Tom, I will miss you."

After that, the boy knocked on the door key with his wand. He felt a tug under his navel, and then flew to a higher place.

Voldemort roared and rushed towards Rolf, trying to keep him, but the wizard ghosts did not disappear.

They surrounded Voldemort and blocked his sight. When he rushed out of the encirclement, Scamander was no longer in sight.

Voldemort clenched his wand with a ferocious expression on his face. He suddenly heard a whistling sound, looked up and saw a terrifying scene:

The ceiling cracked, and a boulder weighing several tons fell, hitting him.

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