Everything Can Be π!
The snowball grew larger and larger, surging rapidly downwards. Voldemort stepped forward, blocking its path.
The mountain-like "Human Bullet Tank" flew upwards, not to shatter the snowballs, but simply to destroy William's magic that was floating on the ground and forming an suction force.
The Dark Lord swung his wand again, and the crescent-shaped black blade collided violently with the Human Bullet Tank, slicing the snowball in two.
Orange-red flames suddenly erupted and raged in mid-air. Although the two halves of the snowball continued to roll forward, they dissipated and melted after a few meters.
In an instant, a large amount of steam dissipated, and the fog blurred everyone's vision.
Voldemort laughed loudly, spread his five fingers, and the flames instantly exploded, turning into a rain of fire.
It covered the entire area where William was, like a meteorite.
Seeing that Stark was blocked by the flames, the Death Eaters rushed past him and ran towards the river on the hillside.
William paid no attention, and even flicked his wand to make the bridge by the river appear, in case the Death Eaters couldn't find their way.
That's right, he couldn't be happier for these people to cross the river.
If they go in, their fate will be the same as the previous group of Death Eaters:
After encountering numerous obstacles, he finally succumbed to the "labor reform team"!
This is to supplement his workforce!
William had just stopped the Death Eaters, but he was deliberately creating the illusion for Voldemort that he didn't want them to go in.
But that's just how Voldemort is; the more you try to prevent the Death Eaters from going in, the more he wants his servants to rush in and find out!
He even considered implicating William to create opportunities for his subordinates!
As the Death Eaters rushed inside, the small bridge disappeared again.
A series of blitzes and traps, tonight's Christmas... what a bountiful harvest!
William strolled leisurely, a broad smile on his face, as fiery meteors rained down from the sky.
The flames that struck his back were blocked by the magical shield, having no effect whatsoever. Instead, they made William appear like... a god of fire descended to earth.
He strode forward, heading straight for a spiraling blade of light that was hurtling towards him.
With a gentle wave of his wand, the flames beside William instantly subsided, transforming into a hammer.
The hammer slammed down, smashing the intense offensive unleashed by the spiraling light blade.
In an instant, a gust of wind exploded in all directions.
Without the Death Eaters getting in his way, the Dark Lord fought without any restraint.
He raised his wand in his right hand, and a purple light flashed from his sleeve, shooting straight at William.
After the god of fire comes the Thor!
William's temples were whipped about by the fierce wind as he raised his wand high, its tip crackling with electricity, emitting low rumbling sounds and flashes of lightning.
"Magic Sixty-Three Thunder Roar Cannon!"
Lightning struck all around, snowflakes flew wildly like oil in a frying pan, the purple light was swallowed by the thick lightning, and the lightning bolts struck Voldemort with unstoppable force.
The Dark Lord murmured to himself, his wand held horizontally, his hands raised to his chest.
A red light shot out from the wand, like wisps of crimson snakes, quickly climbing and covering it.
Just as the lightning was about to strike Voldemort, a powerful red light enveloped his arms, and he suddenly clenched his fists, thus forcefully grabbing the lightning.
This Dark Magic I've never seen before; it seems to have enhanced his physical defenses... Old Voldy, he always manages to come up with something new for William!
Voldemort thus "borrowed" the lightning, his magic surged, and the lightning bolt instantly expanded several times over, crashing down on the young wizard.
William shouted, "Finite Incantatem!"
Lightning struck the barrier, and the electric current, like water poured from a kettle onto a mirror, expanded outwards in concentric rings centered on William.
After a deafening roar, it was as if the lightning had been detonated, and a crackling sound of electricity, a million times louder than before, instantly rang out!
As the lightning expanded in a ring, the ground was rapidly cracked and destroyed wherever the lightning "flowed"!
The intense battle left the Auror had rushed over from all sides stunned.
Newspapers used to say that the Auror would arrive late, after the fact...
They arrived just in time this time, but they couldn't possibly get involved in a battle of this magnitude.
This experience of watching the game made them feel even more deeply the meaning of the saying:
After Dumbledore, the only one the Dark Lord feared most was... Stark!
While Voldemort was engaged in battle, he also caught a glimpse of the Auror out of the corner of his eye.
He gave a sinister laugh.
Continuing to fight William like this would be inconclusive, so killing more Auror would be more beneficial.
He suddenly shifted the battlefield, Apparition into the midst of the Auror.
The appearance of the Dark Lord surprised many Auror.
Having fought many battles since the start of the war, they were only momentarily panicked before skillfully raising their wands.
However, when facing an enemy whose strength is far superior, a siege is not very effective.
Without Voldemort needing to exert any full force, he simply covered himself in crimson light, which transformed into venomous snakes and shot towards the Auror.
Like a venomous snake leaping from the grass, it can kill instantly with a single bite.
A life that was vibrant just moments before can be extinguished in the heat of battle, leaving no room for reflection.
William couldn't help but sigh; Kingsley had made a mistake this time.
He had said long ago that there was no need to come here; he would handle the Death Eaters.
William didn't rush into the Auror either; Voldemort would have loved for him to go, so their fight would spill over into the others.
William rushed toward a certain spot, tapped his wand lightly, and the ground exploded.
A serpent Runespoor, had been lurking underground, waiting for William to approach before biting his ankle.
But little did I know that he had already discovered it.
This is not surprising, because Tom's favorite pastime is hiding snakes underground to trick others.
They had clashed many times during the time loop; William was a seasoned veteran.
But this move terrified Voldemort so much that he nearly lost his mind.
He quickly discarded the Auror and materialized towards his "little darling" Apparition.
William had already darted to the snake, half a meter away, Runespoor suddenly lunged at his head.
He sneered, pointed his wand forward, and the snake's head fell backward as if struck by a fatal hammer blow.
Before collapsing, the Runespoor still spews out venom, like spilled hot chicken soup.
This "soup" is poisonous, William will not drink it. He raises a shield beside him, blocking all the poison.
He raised his horn and stomped on the middle head.
Voldemort had an excessive amount of control over this Runespoor.
Dumbledore speculated that the last Horcrux might have been crafted by Tom using a snake as a vessel.
In other words, this Runespoor may very well be the final wedding date.
It would be a shame not to kill the snake now that we have such a good opportunity.
Moreover, after killing the snake, Voldemort would not suspect anything or realize that his Horcrux had been discovered.
After all, it was he who hid the snake underground, preparing to ambush William, not the other way around, as William was deliberately trying to kill the snake.
Goblin sword appeared in William's left hand; after being poisoned, it was powerful enough to destroy Horcrux.
The only problem is that we don't know which head the Horcrux is attached to.
Let's go all in!
William gripped the snake by its neck and lifted it up, leaving a deep bruise on its neck.
With a blank expression, he raised his left hand, pressing the tip of his sword against the snake's head.
A huge snake head, shooting skyward.
It seems he guessed wrong, because William did not hear the anguished cries of the soul when the Horcrux was destroyed.
Next, the second head...
But in that short time, Voldemort arrived. He waved his right hand, and the two-headed snake flew backward.
William brought his sword down, slicing it across Voldemort's wand.
That famous yew wand, with its Phoenix Feather core and 13.5-inch length, broke in two.
According to William's estimation, the piece in Voldemort's hand was between 3.1415926 and 3.1415927 mm in size.
Everything can be π!
If you ask William, "Young hero, why do you have such keen eyesight?"
Hmph, quickly estimating bust, waist, and hip measurements is just basic stuff for perverts.