Drawing on the power of the Squib Legion, the Killing Curse he cast this time was so intense that its Magical Light had nearly turned black.
A dark green beam burst from the tip of the Wand and slammed viciously into the Magical Energy Field.
At the moment of impact, the world seemed to become incomparably quiet. Yet perhaps the collision had been so deafening that it only made the world seem as though it had suddenly fallen silent.
As the Killing Curse collided with the Magical Energy Field, the field had no time to react this time, failing to produce even the slightest ripple.
The Magical Energy Field was pierced straight through by the Killing Curse. Countless fine cracks spread in every direction from the hole.
At that moment, the Magical Energy Field's only response was like the final flash of life from a dying man. Before shattering completely, it abruptly flared bright for an instant, as though making one last struggle.
The new Wand in Voldemort's hand also crumbled into dust the moment the entire Magical Energy Field shattered, its fragments sifting down like powder.
Once the Magical Energy Field collapsed, the Dementors were the most eager to act.
They did not even wait for Voldemort's Command before gathering impatiently together and drifting toward Hogwarts Castle like a rolling mass of dark clouds.
Voldemort loosened his fingers, allowing the dust to slip through the gaps between them.
Watching the Dementors depart, a satisfied sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He raised his yew Wand again and pointed it at Hogwarts Castle in the distance. "Morsmordre!"
Eerie green light shot skyward from the tip of his Wand, and a savage Dark Mark exploded high in the air, hanging above Hogwarts Castle.
The Dark Mark abruptly vanished again,