Voldemort and Alvin talk like old friends they haven't seen in years.
At least on the surface.
This scene made many people confused.
Dumbledore was sitting at Hogwarts at this time, his eyes uncertain.
If anyone in the wizarding world knows Voldemort best, it is undoubtedly him.
Although not on the scene, no more information could be obtained.
But he could still see the change in Voldemort's temperament.
Voldemort would always be vigilant. She was a fierce beast that chose to devour people before, no matter who encountered it.
Then now, she is a cold poisonous snake, hiding her killing intent and waiting for the opportunity.
"So, you brought the outdated Dark Lord with you?"
Voldemort looked at Grindelwald without the slightest respect in his tone.
"I never considered myself a Dark Lord, just an ordinary person who thought about the future of wizards."
Grindelwald did not mean to be angry and replied lazily.
"However, I don't mind instructing juniors how to respect the elderly."
"Forget it," Voldemort smiled charmingly. "today is the day when I make a settlement with Alvin, and I don't want outsiders to interfere."
"If you want, you can come to him to reminisce when I kill him."
"Don't," Alvin hurriedly waved his hand. "I have a very little intersection with him, and if he dies, you should also find Dumbledore."
Voldemort was just changing up a body.
Why is it that even the behavior is so feminine?
Grindelwald was also disgusted and left the scene directly.
He just came to make a scene, not to suffer.
There were only two people left on the London Bridge.
"Alvin, since the last time I escaped from the Ministry of Magic, I learned that all this is all behind your scenes."
"I greatly regret it in my heart and that I valued you too late."
Alvin listened sideways and did not comment.
Voldemort said again. "But until I was resurrected and gained far more power than I was then, I began to thank you instead."
Her eyes were sincere, and she did not falsify at all. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have explored the true meaning of magic, and the world would be lifeless."
"I admit, you're much older than me in terms of layout when I was still staring at Harry Potter and Dumbledore."
"But you develop silently in the shadow I create, setting your sights on the world."
Alvin did not expect that Voldemort would have such a high opinion of him.
"You're right, a Dark Lord on the bright side always attracts too much attention, and Dumbledore made such a mistake."
"No, no, no," Voldemort shook his head. "you have the strength to stand in my place, but you have chosen the most trouble-free method."
"Only not this time. The whole world is watching here."
"You and I, only one person, can get out of the city."
After Voldemort finished speaking, she got up abruptly and came not far from Alvin.
She practiced a standard wizarding duel etiquette.
"I, Voldemort Salazar Slytherin, hereby extend an invitation to duel Alvin Gaunt."
Alvin shook his head, waved his hand, and the debris disappeared.
"Tom, you are still so hypocritical that you dare not face your true self."
Even his last name was changed to Slytherin. Did she really think if she got the Snakewood wand made her a Slytherin descendant?
Voldemort was silent, waving his wand to tell Alvin the answer.
The Snakewood wand emits a brilliant green light, and its power has reached a higher level after sleeping for thousands of years.
The calm Thames River made waves again, and monsters composed of water roared toward Alvin.
Alvin stretched out his right hand and reformed his wand.
After all these years, he is still used to holding something in his hand.
This is the same as Fleur's habit when she sleeps.
With a tap of Alvin's wand, the chilling cold aura burst out, instantly condensing the hideous water monster.
When the wind blows lightly, it breaks into ice crystals.
The ice crystals turned into countless sharp long swords, cutting through the sky.
"Let you see the horror of Obscurus, Alvin!"
In the midst of maniacal laughter, Voldemort's figure exploded into black air, and the ice-flying sword passed through without hindrance.
A tall building on the shore was shot directly into the holes.
The black fog turned into two big hands covering the sky, lifting the two skyscrapers to the ground and toward Alvin.
But from the perspective of magical performance, Voldemort's magic power at this time has far surpassed Dumbledore and Grindelwald.
Grindelwald, who was watching the battle from afar, looked solemn.
If it was him facing two huge buildings that fell from the sky, he could only use Apparition to dodge.
From this moment on, he had to admit that Voldemort's power had surpassed him.
Obscurus is much more destructive to objects than wizards using spells.
Even a minor wizard who turned into Obscurus can destroy a town with all his strength.
Not to mention the current Voldemort.
As a result, his fighting style has also changed a lot.
Magic gushed out from Alvin's body, and a huge golden skeleton wrapped around him, constantly spawning flesh and blood.
Soon, the second form of Susanoo took shape.
With the long sword in hand, the Susanoo directly split the two tall buildings in two and fell into the water and made monstrous waves.
Since the beginning of the battle, Alvin has not taken the initiative to launch an offensive.
He wanted to see how much Voldemort could surprise him.
What is manifested now alone cannot block his prophetic power.