Chapter Three Hundred Forty-One: The Fall of Voldemort

Voldemort laughed maniacally, so arrogant that he didn't even bother to dodge the attacks from the group.
No matter how severe the injuries inflicted upon Voldemort were, they would ultimately heal at a visibly rapid pace.
In the end, Voldemort even stopped defending himself, simply laughing as he launched continuous attacks at Dumbledore and Ethan.
During the battle, Voldemort was hit by many killing curses and even had half of his body scorched by Ethan's Incendio spell, yet he quickly recovered each time.
At this moment, Voldemort finally relaxed his vigilance a bit because he was unable to be harmed.
Ethan seized this precious opportunity and the sharp Lake Woman's Sword quickly pierced through Voldemort's body.
Voldemort twisted his head and glared at Ethan with a sinister expression.
"You know, this doesn't affect me, you can't hurt me, I am immortal!" Voldemort said viciously.
With a curse of death, he fiercely attacked Ethan, but was easily blocked by Ethan's Quen shield.
"I know, but you will get hurt." Ethan said, and then he forcefully turned the blade, cutting off Voldemort's spine directly with the sharp blade.
Voldemort, losing control of his body, collapsed on the ground.
"You know this is futile, I can recover in less than a minute!" Voldemort said.
"I know, I know," Ethan said as he turned the blade in Voldemort's body, causing the newly recovered spine to become even more shattered.
```htmlEthan dragged Voldemort by his collar and brought him to the threshold of Hogwarts Castle.
"What good does this do? You're just wasting your time!" Voldemort continued to speak arrogantly.```
“I can never die! I am blessed by the gods! I will not die by day or by night!”
“It is neither day nor night right now; it is dusk!” Ethan said coldly, as Voldemort looked up at the sky.
The dusky yellow rays of the setting sun were just right on his face, and Voldemort suddenly felt a sense of foreboding; his pupils constricted sharply.
“I will not die indoors or outdoors either!” Voldemort declared loudly, refusing to give in.
"This is neither indoors nor outdoors, we are on the threshold of Hogwarts Castle," Ethan continued.
"I cannot die on the ground, nor can I die in the sky," Voldemort's voice finally mixed with a barely perceptible tremor.
伊森拎着伏地魔的衣领，把他提了起来，放在了自己的膝盖上。
“你现在既不在地上，也不在天空，你悬于我的膝盖之上”
“这些都没用！你杀不了我！”伏地魔的声音变得有些尖锐刺耳，
“我不亡于巫师与麻瓜之手！武器无法亡我！魔咒无法亡我！人与兽亦无法亡我！”
“是的，是的。”伊森微笑着回答道。
“我是猎魔人, 既非麻瓜也非巫师，我会用阿尼马格斯动物的利爪抓破你的喉咙，这既不是人也不是兽，我会让你被自己的血液呛死，这既不是武器，也不是魔咒。”伊森平静的叙说着。
“不！你不能这样！”伏地魔尖声说道，“我们可以谈！邓布利多那个家伙要死了！加入我们，我会让你当魔法部长！你一直想当的对吗？”伏地魔急促的说道。
"The Minister of Magic you've sealed?" Ethan chuckled and turned his hand into the claw of a griffin, easily tearing open Voldemort's throat.
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In the fearful eyes of Voldemort, blood continuously spurted from his mouth, and he began to cough violently. Ethan calmly watched as Voldemort's body began to shake violently.
最终，伏地魔在伊森的膝盖上停止了颤抖，一动不动了。
伊森亲眼看到，伏地魔沾满灰色絮状物的, 残破的扭曲的灵魂, 慢慢脱出了体内，它尖锐的哭嚎着, 向上空飘去。
A black hole suddenly appeared in front of Voldemort's shattered soul, and a pair of bony hands fiercely grabbed Voldemort's soul, pulling it into the black hole.
Ethan heard the chilling scream left by Voldemort.
“不！”外面的战场传来了贝拉撕心裂肺的大叫声。
贝拉呆愣愣的看着躺在地上一动不动的伏地魔，一时之间居然忘记了自己还在战斗中。
紧接着数道束缚咒，石化咒，昏迷咒就轰击在了贝拉的身上，贝拉立马被击飞出去了好几米，趴在废墟里生死未知了。
The Death Eaters stared in shock at the scene before them, their master dead, dead in front of them, defeated, Voldemort had failed again, this time he had failed completely.
终于有食死徒开始用移形换影逃跑了。
移形换影的爆炸声似乎提醒了其他食死徒，他们要么用移形换影逃走，要么开始步行逃跑。
总之，他们彻彻底底的失去了作战的信念，他们如今只有一个念头，就是逃跑，藏起来。
傲罗们当然不会放弃这个机会，他们自动形成了包围之势，肆意的用禁锢咒对着食死徒们射击。
傲罗们的行动很有章法，如今食死徒残党的败亡，已经只是时间问题了。
“这一一这就结束了？”邓布利多走上前来，似乎有点不敢相信的看着伏地魔的尸体。
Dumbledore carefully observed Voldemort's body for a while, probing for his breath and sensing his heartbeat.
He even used a variety of detection spells, and finally Dumbledore slowly lowered his wand.
“伊森，我想这一切真的结束了，伏地魔死了一一真的，结束了”邓布利多对着伊森笑了出来。
这似乎是伊森第一次看到邓布利多那发自心底的笑，笑容从邓布利多的心中涌出，调动了邓布利多脸上的肌肉，邓布利多终于轻松的笑了起来。
空地上的人们发出了排山倒海般的喧哗，喊叫声、欢呼声、咆哮声震天动地。
他们激动的呼吸拥抱，跳跃，尽情表达着哀悼和欢庆、悲伤和喜悦的情感。
“是的，邓布利多，你们的战争结束了”伊森微笑的说道。
“我们的？”邓布利多表情有些疑惑，但很快，邓布利多就明白了伊森在说什么。
“是咱们的”邓布利多严肃的纠正道，“我来帮你，他只是个法术高明些的家伙罢了，咱们一起一一”
“不了，邓布利多。”伊森说道，“你还是好好照顾你的手吧，好日子已经来了，好好养伤，你可以多享受享受，这是我一个人的战斗。”
Dumbledore looked deeply at Ethan and said, "Very well, Ethan. Go and fight, your final battle."
"Take this." Ethan threw the resurrection stone to Dumbledore.
“这玩意对于我来说没用了一一”伊森说道。