The Final Battle (Part Two)

"Albus, do you remember that summer of 1899?" Grindelwald said gently, chuckling, seemingly oblivious to the malevolent aura emanating from them.

A ring of dark blue flames constantly guarded the two of them, burning all the Death's Army came to harass them to ashes.

In this situation, Dumbledore's gaze softened.

"How could I forget?" he said. "I thought that after we met on that summer night when we were young and went our separate ways, only death could bring us back together."

"Actually, you're not wrong. Aren't 'death' and 'Death' the same word?" Grindelwald said with a light laugh.

Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh.

"I understand what you mean," he nodded slightly.

Then, Dumbledore extended his right hand and grasped the Elder Wand that Grindelwald held in his left hand, their hands almost overlapping.

"A game where two people share the same magic wand, is that right?"

"I haven't played this game in decades, so don't drag me down, Albus."

"Let's see who's holding us back!"

The two most powerful wizards in the world used the same Elder Wand in the world, without any awkwardness or lack of coordination. Dumbledore's mastery of Transformation and various spells, and Grindelwald's proficiency in Dark Magic and precognition, seemed to merge together at this moment, forming the confidence that allowed them to face Death together!

Xiwen glanced at the Elder Wand in Grindelwald and Dumbledore's hands, then looked down at the Invisibility Cloak that Elshiona had handed to him.

"So, the only thing missing from the three Deathly Hallows is the Resurrection Stone?" he murmured.

However, at this point, there was simply no extra time to search for the final Deathly Hallows. Or rather, obtaining the Elder Wand, the Deathly Hallows, at the last moment was already a great surprise.

Xiwen's gaze hardened again as he turned his attention to the overwhelming Ghost Army in the sky.

The wizards had too few spells that could affect ghosts. While the Fire Shield Protection, the Phoenix Patronus, and numerous wizard spells kept the army of Death, including Dementor, undead creatures, and skeletons, at bay, a large number of unaffected ghosts rushed into the wizards' defenses and, using the power of Death, inflicted considerable damage on the wizards' forces.

Spells like the Ghost-Restricting Charm, which target ghosts, can only affect a ghost's movements and cannot cause effective damage.

Upon arriving at the Wizarding Alliance in the Death's Dimension, experienced Aurors have already employed the Ghost-Restricting Charm to combat the invasion of the Ghost Army, but the results have been less than satisfactory.

Perhaps due to the power of Death within them, the ghosts have developed a physical difference from ordinary, harmless ghosts. The Ghost-Restricting Charm poses virtually no obstacle to these transparent bodies with red eyes.

In this situation, only the Kamar-Taj magic that Xiwen learned contains spells specifically targeting souls, and now only he can stop the advance of Death's Ghost Army.

He tossed the Invisibility Cloak to Miranda, hoping she could use the Deathly Hallows to conceal her presence, and perhaps even provide cover for Dumbledore and Grindelwald as they faced Death.

While Xiwen was preoccupied with the Ghost Army, Miranda was the only one in the Wizarding Alliance whose strength approached that of a Grand Wizard.

Watching Miranda's figure disappear into thin air, Xiwen formed hand seals, preparing to unleash a wide-range attack targeting the souls to relieve the pressure from above.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared beside Xiwen.

"Leave these ghosts to me." Riddle's distinctive voice rang in Xiwen's ears. "Didn't you say you wanted me to join the war? Here I am, and I've brought you a surprise along with."

Xiwen looked at Riddle curiously and saw him gently stroking the black ring on his middle finger.

This is a gold ring set with a black gemstone. It looks somewhat rough and not very refined. A triangle containing a circle is engraved on the black gemstone, and it is divided in two by a line.

"This logo...?" Xiwen paused for a moment when he saw the logo.

"My foolish uncle, Morfin Gaunt, told me it was engraved with the Peverell Emblem," Riddle said with a hint of sarcasm. "At the time, I wondered why it wasn't the Gaunt family coat of arms, until I heard the story of the Three Peverell Brothers from you, and then I understood the difference."

"After reviewing the Gaunt family library, I discovered that Salazar Slytherin's willingness to marry into the Gaunt family was precisely because of the family's ancestor— Cadmus Peverell, the second of three brothers."

"So this is the Deathly Hallows Resurrection Stone that you've been longing for, Rozier!"

The next moment, Riddle raised his left hand, which was adorned with a ring, and a strange ripple swept across the entire area where the Ghost Army was located.

As the ripples swept across, the ghosts with bloodshot eyes returned to normal and remembered their true appearance.

Then, countless ghosts scattered like birds and beasts, leaving the area either out of guilt or panic.

Of course, during this period when everything requires caution, it's impossible to simply release these regained consciousness ghosts back to Earth.

Xiwen arranged for several members of the Wizarding Alliance, who were actually his own Pure-blood New Faction, to cast a large-scale Ghost-Restricting Charm to control them first, and then turned his attention to Death.

"Voldemort, you betrayed me too!" Death roared. "Don't you know the price of betrayal? All your bloodline will be destroyed, your entire body will be sacrificed to this dimension!"

Riddle chuckled dismissively and retorted, "Why don't you give it a try?"

A flash of red light appeared in Death's eyes, and in less than two seconds, Riddle's body turned into thick black smoke, rising into gas from the inside out.

Xiwen turned to Riddle and said, "Do you remember the method of separating the Soul Body that I told you about?"

"Of course." Riddle seemed completely unconcerned about the state of his body, still smiling with a faint hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Xiwen was naturally not worried.

How could a wizard who possesses both Horcrux and the Resurrection Stone be so easily consumed by the backlash of the Death's Mark?

As expected, after his body turned into thick smoke and dissipated, a somewhat transparent body appeared in the same spot, with the same appearance and figure as Riddle before!