v2 Chapter 1843： final use (2/2)

As soon as his voice fell, a huge white light appeared outside the tower.

”They're coming!” said Voldemort, turning immediately outside the tower. ”It's just in time. Those two boys are the best witnesses, and I will use their souls as a guide to become the supreme gods. I'm still a little short. I'm about to do it, it's just a little... nothing can stop me, I need more strength.”

As if responding to him, on the altar in the center of the room, the two snakes on the double snake staff suddenly opened their eyes, and they slowly shook their heads, and the magic runes around them emitted a faint green light.

The green light spreads around, the runes light up one by one, and soon the entire room is lit up.

”Magic, I need more!”

The green light emitted by the double snake sticks became stronger and stronger, and the two snakes turned into phantoms and floated in the air.

Snape stared at the scepter in horror. He saw a dark crack emerge from the light and shadow above the scepter, and a powerful magic power emanated from there, as if something was about to come out.

Strange magic power spreads all around. The white light outside the tower disappeared, and darkness enveloped the world again.

”Ah, what a power that will help me become truly immortal.”

Voldemort sensed the magic in the air, and the black mist swayed around him.

”Master, I don't understand you!” Snape said terrified.

All he heard was Voldemort hissing and sighing, like a snake-like sound.

Then, the magic is activated. He didn't know what kind of magic this was, whether it could be the magic of becoming the evil god, he just had some guesses.

That mighty force made him gasp for breath. Snape didn't dare to act rashly, he could feel Voldemort staring at him.

”This is Parseltongue, an ability that only true descendants of Slytherin are entitled to. It is the magic engraved in my blood, and it is a symbol of my uniqueness,” said Voldemort, the red eyes all around him. Pale shimmers flickered under the rune green light.

”Master, you are so powerful and have the power to make me look up.”

”You're right, you're witnessing great history. The wizarding world is going to change forever from today.” Voldemort raised his voice, raising his elder wand in his tentacled left hand in front of Snape. Shaking, ”But now there's a little question, why doesn't it work for me, Severus?”

”Master?” said Snape blankly. ”I don't understand...”

”The wand, I mean the wand!” Voldemort interrupted. ”I need it, and I will use this wand to kill those two boys as my first step to immortality.”

”I don't understand, Master, let me go out and help you catch those two boys.”

”It's not them that matters, it's you, Severus,” said Voldemort. ”You used to be valuable to me, but you're useless now, except for the last...”

”Let me go, I know I can...”

”I told you, no!” said Voldemort, raising his voice. The black gap on the double snake rod suddenly expanded, and the magic became unstable.

”I'll kill them myself, but before I set off to kill them, I have a problem. Neither of the two wands I use will work against Harry Potter, neither my yew wand, Or Lucius' wand, it didn't work in the face of Potter, not the power problem, but the wand problem, I need a third wand, Severus, Elder Wand, Destiny Wand, Death Rod , I brought it from the grave of its previous owner, Albus Dumbledore.”