Chapter 334

The Killing Curse's green light suddenly flared, attacking John without warning.

John almost instinctively rolled sideways, using that Death Eater as a meat shield in front of him.

Bang!!

The green light struck the Death Eater's corpse.

The tremendous impact flung him and the Death Eater's corpse outward together.

Afterward, he and the corpse slammed heavily into a spruce tree.

John!

The others all exclaimed in shock.

This sudden attack caught them completely off guard.

Before they could react, another Killing Curse shot toward John.

John pushed off the tree trunk and rolled again to dodge.

The Killing Curse slammed directly into the trunk, the spruce exploding on impact, wood chips and snow spray bursting like a downpour.

John, meanwhile, waved his wand as he rolled.

A barrage of stone spikes surged like a wave, breaking the frozen ground, entwined with sharp ice crystals and gravel, shooting swiftly toward the forest where the ambushers lay.

Bang!!

Before the spikes could reach the trees, a violent explosion hurled the spike barrage back upon itself.

As the scorching heat wave, laden with moisture, gradually dispersed.

Everyone finally saw the ambushers clearly.

It was Voldemort himself.

In this icy snowland, Voldemot still wore only a thin black robe, its hem snapping in the cold wind.

John slowly rose to his feet, meeting Voldemort's scarlet eyes.

Voldemort, however, did not look at him but turned his gaze toward the group called 'Harry'.

'You're not Harry Potter, are you?'

He instantly saw through that this 'Harry' was a fake.

Hearing Voldemort's words, Professor Moody and the others dropped the act.

They all revealed their true forms.

Draco and Naxisha nearby, seeing this, also reacted instantly.

It turned out the real Harry had never appeared at all.

This was truly a trap John and his allies deliberately set to lure the Death Eaters into action.

'All this trouble, just to lure me over.'

'Hah, now that I've come, let's see what you intend to do.'

Voldemort gave an arrogant cold laugh, his scarlet eyes slowly sweeping over everyone before finally settling on John's face.

John frowned, realizing that unbeknownst to him, this area had been placed under a Counterspell of Apparition, an Isolation Spell, and a Sealing Spell.

Voldemort intended to trap them here to die.

At the same time, it would prevent Dumbledore or the Ministry of Magic from finding them.

It was clearly premeditated.

He turned his head to look at the Death Eater's corpse struck by the Killing Curse on the ground, and a faint realization dawned.

'Turns out they were just cannon fodder for you to scout the path and draw attention.'

Voldemort's lips curled slightly, showing a smile devoid of warmth: 'Meilik, you are indeed clever; I admit I had previously underestimated you.'

'But there will be no later—oh no, there will be no later at all.'

As his words fell, a cluster of fierce, violent fire surged upward, instantly forming seven enormous fire snakes.

The fire snakes intertwined and coiled in the air above, looming over everyone's heads, blocking out the sky.

Seeing this oppressive scene, Professor Moody and the others' faces paled; they raised their wands in unison, jointly sustaining a pale blue dome shield.

John, meanwhile, lifted his wand high, a cluster of golden flame gathering and compressing at its tip.

Voldemort watched John's motion, grinning to reveal his skeletal white teeth.

'Want to compare firepower? Consider it done!'

As he waved his wand, the seven fire snakes suddenly dove down, pressing a scorching heat wave capable of incinerating everything.

John, seeing the scorching heat wave looming before him, suddenly assumed a sword-swinging stance.

The golden flame at the wand's tip began to vibrate violently, as if about to explode at any moment.

'Fire God Opening Path·Revised!'

The golden flame exploded with a bang, transforming into a rending golden blade of light that swept across the snowfield.

As John waved his wand toward the fire snakes in the sky,

The sword-light that spanned the snowfield was like a heaven-splitting great blade, meeting the seven diving fire snakes and slashing upward against them.

The concentrated golden flame possessed a penetrative power far surpassing that of the fire snakes.

By breaking the surface with a point, it directly cleaved the sky-covering fire snake formation.

The fire snake formation was also instantly split in two, and then, due to uncontrolled energy, exploded with a bang.

Voldemort saw this, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was not overly surprised that John had broken his magic.

All that could be seen was him slowly lifting his left hand; the exploded fierce fire in the sky abruptly gathered together.

It then recondensed into an even larger, more ferocious fire snake.

The flames burned fiercely, causing the nearby air to crackle and pop.

This time Voldemort didn't give John time to prepare a Magic Spell, directly controlling the Fire Snake to open its huge mouth and bite down at John.

John also didn't hold back, while dodging into the pale blue dome shield propped up by Professor Moody and a few people, he waved his wand.

The wind and snow suddenly raged, wildly sweeping toward the Fire Snake to offset its scorching Fierce Fire.

But as soon as the wind and snow touched the Fire Snake, it hissed and steamed like thin ice meeting a hot iron.

It could only slightly ease the pressure.

As the Fire Snake pressed down bit by bit, the dome shield also began to tremble violently.

Voldemort watched their dying struggle with satisfaction, while increasing his magical output.

Scarlet-gold firelight burst from the gaps in the Fire Snake's scales, its massive body directly coiling around the entire shield.

Under the weight, the shield emitted a sound of being unable to bear the load, and spiderweb-like cracks rapidly spread across the pale blue Light Curtain.

"It's time, John."

At this moment Professor Moody suddenly said.

John naturally understood his meaning.

Afterwards, in Voldemort's doubtful gaze, John took out an Iron Ball and a sharp object from his pocket, like the fang of some fierce beast.

"Voldemort! Look what this is!"

John threw the Iron Ball high up; after passing through the shield, it was directly exposed to the scorching flames of the Fire Snake.

As the Iron Ball reverted to its original form, a beautiful crown was revealed inside.

Voldemort's pupils contracted sharply.

"Ravenclaw's crown?!"

He instantly realized what it was.

"No!!!"

But it was already too late to dispel the Fiendfyre.

The crown emitted a piercing shriek in the flames, as if someone within was suffering the blaze.

John then threw the fang in his hand, which was the Poison Fang of the Snake Monster.

In his second year, Harry destroyed the diary using the Snake Monster's Poison Fang.

Know that a Horcrux cannot be destroyed by ordinary means.

But Harry, by sheer accident, helped them find the simplest and most convenient method.

As John waved his wand, the Poison Fang shot like an arrow from a bow straight into the center of the crown.

In an instant, countless Black Mist burst forth, carrying shrill wails that dissipated into the Fierce Fire.

In contrast, Voldemort's body shuddered violently; the Fierce Fire trapping them suddenly dimmed, the Fire Snake let out a death‑like hiss, and crumbled into ash that drifted away.

According to Dumbledore's speculation, Voldemort himself and a Horcrux should be unable to sense each other.

That's why they had to venture out to lure Voldemort.

But Voldemort's reaction this time was unusually intense.

John guessed it was because they were relatively close.

This is actually a piece of information: a Horcrux can be used as a disposable tool.

Used to hard‑control Voldemort for 3 seconds!

Voldemort had just caught his breath, about to rise and roar angrily.

But when he lifted his head, John's Magic Spell had already reached his face.

Boom!!

Voldemort was instantly blasted away like a torn rag.