The Powerful Dumbledore

Voldemort regained his human form, though his face was still shrouded in black mist.

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"Harry Potter, what a pity! If it weren't for the Auror chasing after me, I would have killed you!"

Voldemort gripped Harry's neck and spoke calmly.

Harry struggled to break free of his restraints, but to no avail. He shouted angrily, "Who are you!"

"Who am I?" Voldemort's face was cold as he said indifferently, "Potter, you don't even know who I am?"

Feeling the intense pain in his forehead, Harry's eyes gradually cleared, and he seemed to know who this strange person was.

"You are... you are Voldemort!" Harry was furious and wanted to punch him, but unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

The enemy who killed his entire family is now standing right in front of him, and has even taken him hostage.

"Don't move, Potter!" Voldemort resisted the urge to kill Harry outright, and slowly lifted Harry up in front of him. "Potter, if you don't want to die, you should know what to do when the Auror arrive!"

Harry understood Voldemort's intentions and roared, "Don't even think about it! I won't let you escape! I'd rather die with you!"

Having lived under the Dursley family for eleven years, serving them like slaves, all because of that beast Voldemort, Harry's hatred for Voldemort far outweighed his fear of death.

"Shut up!" Voldemort sneered, casting a Nonverbal Spell on Harry.

Those Auror chasing him were difficult to deal with, and he didn't want any unnecessary accidents to happen because of Harry's foul mouth.

A few seconds later, several dark figures flashed by, and Sang Biao, along with his men, Apparition to appear in front of Voldemort.

"Don't move, or I'll kill Potter!" Voldemort raised Harry Potter high in his hand, pressing his wand firmly against Harry's temple.

Harry struggled weakly against him, uttering incoherent groans.

Voldemort was very confident that these Auror would not dare to attack him because of Harry.

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"Potter, Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!" Sang Biao didn't even glance at Potter before unleashing a vicious Killing Curse.

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"This is Harry Potter, the Chosen One! Are you all insane?!" Voldemort exclaimed in shock. He grabbed Harry and Apparition to avoid the Killing Curse, then shouted, "The Chosen One is in my hands! Don't move!"

To prove Harry Potter's identity, Voldemort even deliberately brushed aside Harry's bangs, revealing his iconic lightning bolt scar.

To his surprise, the prisoners paid no attention, and Ziggs seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

"Thunderous Blast!"

The deadly Blasting Curse lashed out at Voldemort. Unlike the Killing Curse, which deals single-target damage, if the Blasting Curse actually hit Voldemort, Voldemort might not die, but Harry would definitely die.

"Are you all crazy? This is Harry Potter! This is the Chosen One!" Voldemort was on the verge of a breakdown. How could these Auror possibly kill Harry Potter?

Unfortunately, having just used Apparition once, Apparition again would consume even more magic power.

Voldemort's eyes were filled with gloom, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared on his face. "Fine, you've got some nerve. Then wait and see if you can face Dumbledore's revenge."

Then, Voldemort actually threw Harry at the Blasting Curse.

At that moment, Harry, who had been thrown out, felt like killing those Auror.

When things are going well, they call him their the Chosen One and a great hero, but now that something's happened, they don't treat him like a human being at all!

"Is this how the Auror of the Ministry of Magic do things?!" Harry thought with immense indignation.

Harry Potter is the Chosen One of the Wizarding World, the benefactor of everyone. The Wizarding World is safe now, all thanks to Harry Potter.

Just as the Blasting Curse was about to shatter Harry, an old voice rang out.

"Protego!"

A massive Shield Charm enveloped Harry, and even the powerful Blasting Curse spell couldn't cause a ripple on it.

Dumbledore slowly emerged from the bushes, and behind him stood the four heads of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore expressionless, his expression unreadable, simply observing everyone present.

Without a word, just a glance was enough to make everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!" Voldemort, unable to withstand the pressure, unleashed a Killing Curse at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't even blink; he merely raised the Elder Wand slightly, and Voldemort's Killing Curse vanished into thin air.

"Tom, you're still as impulsive as ever!" Dumbledore said slowly, as if catching up with an old friend. "After all these years, it seems you still haven't learned your lesson."

"Albus, you're still the same as always, so fond of lecturing others." Voldemort transformed into a cloud of black mist once more, retorting without any politeness.

After saying that, Voldemort suddenly fired another Killing Curse at Harry Potter, and then, without checking whether it hit, he fled madly into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore didn't give chase; he simply pulled Harry to his side and easily dispelled the Killing Curse.

After dealing with Voldemort, Dumbledore then turned his attention to Sang Biao and the others.

"Are you Auror from the Ministry of Magic?" A glint flashed in Dumbledore's indigo eyes, as if he could see right through all the prisoners.

Sang Biao took a deep breath and calmly replied, "Yes, we are Director Fudge's men."

"Fudge." Dumbledore nodded expressionlessly. "Then why are you here?"

"Because we received a report from the heir of the Malfoy family that the Centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest is supporting an evil creature, just like the one you were talking to just now." Sang Biao's words were three parts truth and seven parts falsehood.

Malfoy's report is true, but the claim that the Centaur tribe worshipped evil creatures is false.

Dumbledore gave Sang Biao a deep look, then slowly said, "I will report your massacre of the Centaur tribe to the Ministry of Magic."

Sang Biao showed no fear, shrugged, and said indifferently, "Headmaster Dumbledore, do as you please. It's a fact that the Centaur worshipped evil creatures to attack the Auror. We Auror were just forced to retaliate."

Dumbledore was powerful, but he was old.

Only a young and powerful tycoon like Lord Lai will be the true master of the Wizarding World in the future.

Sang Biao was merely amazed by Dumbledore's power, but not afraid of it.