"He's coming soon, Harry, get ready." Standing behind Harry, Kayson suddenly patted Harry's shoulder gently and then nodded.
"What should I do next? Fight back fiercely or just accept my fate?" Harry replied after a while.
"When you fight back with all your might, if you don't show the determination to kill him, he might slowly torture you like a cat playing with a mouse. Remember, this time your fight with Voldemort will only be effective if he uses the Killing Curse at the very end. Everything else is superfluous," Kayson murmured.
"I understand, Professor." Harry nodded and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
He slowly sensed two different footsteps, and Voldemort, disguised as Professor Kayson, appeared before Harry.
The real Kayson tapped Harry gently from behind. Harry understood, and then feigned surprise. " Professor Kayson? Why aren't you asleep so late?"
Voldemort slowly pulled the Elder Wand from his pocket. "I went to Headmaster Dumbledore and retrieved something that rightfully belonged to me."
Then he quickly pointed at Harry, and a red light appeared. Harry recognized the spell; Expelliarmus, he was most skilled at spells.
As the light from the Expelliarmus fell upon Harry, he suddenly straightened his arm, and a stream of light flew out from his wrist.
Right in the middle was Voldemort's face, Kayson's face.
The blood that flowed out was burned away by black flames before it could even drip onto the ground.
Kayson appeared behind Harry. A wizard wanted to kill another wizard with his wand. There were many ways to do that, such as the Killing Curse, the Reductor Curse, the Explosion Curse, or even the Fiendfyre.
Of these spells, only the Killing Curse theoretically wouldn't trigger the Totem of Undying, but would instead attack Harry's soul and Horcrux.
But Voldemort's brain isn't working properly. What if he suddenly loses his mind and decides to whip Harry's corpse or use Fiendfyre to burn Harry to ashes?
Kayson stayed behind Harry to avoid this situation.
"Not bad, Harry, you've truly learned my secrets of alchemy," Voldemort said slowly.
"You're not Professor Kayson!" Harry said.
"I never said I was. That's just how you are; you only ever believe what you see in 'Nirvana in Fire,' never anything else, so-called 'Nirvana in Fire'..."
As Voldemort joked, another black spell flew toward Harry. He then remembered Professor Kayson's teachings: except for the green spell, which he should catch like a goalkeeper catching a ball, he should avoid touching other spells as much as possible.
" Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted as he dodged, fighting back fiercely against Voldemort.
"That's it, Harry, you've grown up without me even realizing it. When I first met you, you were just a helpless baby. Back then, killing you was as easy as killing a mouse, you know?" Voldemort cheered.
"But you failed. In the end, you didn't kill me. Instead, I retaliated and you disappeared for eleven years!" Harry said through gritted teeth.
"Read the question carefully, Harry! I said I'd strangle you. It's a pity I didn't. I shouldn't have used the spell then." Voldemort said, suddenly increasing the power of the spell, and then a shock spell instantly slammed Harry to the end of the corridor.
"Let's settle this this morning, Harry." Voldemort walked over slowly, about to give Harry a painful death.
Harry was the last to raise his wand, and a point of light slowly appeared at the tip.
"Oh? Have you learned any other spells?" Voldemort asked.
Harry, slammed to the ground, mumbled weakly, "Of course... of course... be careful... be careful with your eyes!"
The next moment, the entire corridor was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime. In that instant, Harry suddenly pulled out an Ender Pearl and threw it behind Voldemort. With a loud hum, there was also a splattering sound like flesh.
Harry's Bone-Shattering Blade slid smoothly into Voldemort's lower back, piercing one of his kidneys through the heart.
"You bastard!" Voldemort roared in fury, using his magic to spring Harry to the ground, followed by a bright green spell.
Avada Kedavra! struck Harry, who instantly lost consciousness.
"Filthy, filthy thing! Your remains are not worthy of being in this world!" Voldemort controlled his body to heal his flesh, but the piercing of a kidney at that moment meant his body could not heal immediately.
Voldemort could only pull out his wand, Fiendfyre instantly coiled around it, ready to unleash his fury at any moment and make Harry's body leave this world! Leave it completely.
" Voldemort?" Kayson's voice came from behind Voldemort.
"You've come? I wonder how you feel seeing your disciple killed by me? Do you feel good? Or bad?" Voldemort said leisurely.
"My feeling? My feeling is that your Horcrux clone is really stupid, and even your original Voldemort isn't smart. He didn't even set up a telepathic connection for you, so that you would feel something strange not only when he was taking the Elder Wand, but also when he was trying to kill Harry."
"So now, Voldemort's clones are here. Guess if Harry is dead or not?" Kayson said slowly.
"This is your responsibility, you know? You haven't taught your students to properly understand death and separation, including yourself," Voldemort said in a hoarse voice.
"Besides those, the original author will probably discover many other strange things, and in a sense, he will resent you a lot." Kayson completely ignored Voldemort's reaction and casually brought up the topic.
"Perhaps you would be willing to help me answer this?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow. After all, the situation was beyond his control, and he was just an avatar, naturally not as powerful as his original self.
Sometimes, even the main body is helpless against Kayson himself.
He's not just a Elder Wand anymore; his mission is to safely bring the Elder Wand out of Hogwarts before his task is complete.
So when Professor Kayson was talking nonsense without actually doing anything, he slowly opened his mouth, perfectly cooperating with Kayson and acting as a very dedicated straight man.
"Of course I'm willing to answer your question. I'm sure your true self has already realized that he didn't save any of you—you, the Elder Wand, and Harry!"