Deep within the dim, oppressive underground passage.
The pure white fluorescence that had illuminated the passage almost instantly turned into an eerie green. It was an Unforgivable Curse Ian had released in fright, filled with nervous tension.
There was no helping it.
Who told him to recognize the face atop the malformed creature's head at first glance?!
Noseless Tom!
As the saying went, when enemies met on a narrow road, whoever hesitated lost. Ian had no intention of giving him a chance to strike. After all, Noseless Tom was the genuine Dark Lord.
Even if he was only a lingering remnant soul, he was still an evil bastard not to be underestimated. Who knew whether this guy, in his soul state, could still cast some sinister and terrifying curses or magic?
This was also the first time Ian had faced an awakened Voldemort in person.
"Avada Kedavra!"
As Ian decisively chanted the spell.
Green light traced a perfect arc through the air. Like Death's scythe, it carried an irresistible aura of death as it shot directly at the malformed monster and Voldemort's Remnant Soul atop its head.
Voldemort, who had been planning to possess a Young Wizard and infiltrate Hogwarts to find out how many of his Horcruxes had been discovered, was completely stunned upon seeing the familiar green light.
The Killing Curse!
How many years had it been since he died?
When had Hogwarts become so progressive?!
He was seeing his signature move on what looked like a half-grown lower-year student? This had to be a dwarf disguised as a Young Wizard, or some old man with gnome blood!
"Hiss~"
Voldemort's Remnant Soul had never considered defending himself. He had thought he was facing a Young Wizard who could only play with Wingardium Leviosa, so he had no time