"Don't call me by that name. I'm not Tom!"
That damn old man always knew how to touch the parts of his heart he least wanted anyone to reach.
Voldemort was furious. His anger even overwhelmed his shock and the faint fear lurking beneath it.
He snarled like a savage beast, baring his fangs at Dumbledore.
"So this is the Dark Lord?"
Seeing Voldemort's hysterical state, Moody couldn't help sneering.
The Voldemort before him was nothing like the one he remembered.
The mighty Dark Lord had really gone backward with age.
"All right, Alastor. Let's get down to business."
Dumbledore waved a hand.
Having exchanged greetings, he had no desire to waste any more time on talk.
The old man's purpose was simple.
He intended to wipe out the Voldemort before them, who had abandoned his humanity.
"Right!"
After shooting Voldemort a cold glance, Moody opened the leather case in his hands.
Voldemort felt an instinctive sense of foreboding.
That feeling eventually became an urge to attack.
Whatever they were planning, he had to stop them!
"Avada Kedavra!"
Though he had no wand and was no longer human, Voldemort could still cast spells without one.
And after completely abandoning his frail human body, his magical power was even greater than before.
Sickly green light filled the surrounding wilderness.
The wind howled as the Dark Lord sneered.
He was stronger now than he had been in Britain. Even if he faced that mysterious "Mr. G" again, he was confident he would win. Dumbledore was even less of a threat!
But...
Things didn't go as he had imagined.
Dumbledore blocked the lethal curse with a casual "Armor Spell."
Not only that, the "Armor Spell" even bounced "Avada Kedavra" back at him!
Voldemort stared in disbelief.
But he moved quickly, rolling across the