Back in the courtyard, Harry and Voldemort locked spells. A stream of green and red LEGO beams connected their wands. To win, Harry didn't just need magic—He needed to build.
Voldemort looked down in confusion as his powerful Elder Wand transformed into a long, orange vegetable. He tried to cast Avada Kedavra , but only a small puff of orange confetti popped out of the tip.
With a flick of his wrist, he used to hover the pieces. In seconds, he constructed a giant, spring-loaded fan.
The Battle of Hogwarts was reaching its peak. Lord Voldemort stood at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, his plastic cape stiff and unyielding. Beside him, Bellatrix Lestrange cackled, her hair a single, molded piece of jagged black plastic.
He dodged a Killing Curse that exploded a nearby pillar into silver pieces.
The fan whirred to life, blowing the Dark Lord’s spell right back at him. Voldemort stumbled, his legs detaching from his torso for a split second before he snapped himself back together in a rage. The End of the Dark Arts
With a final, triumphant build, Harry assembled a giant LEGO trophy. He slammed it down, and Voldemort didn't just fall—he shattered into dozens of tiny, grey circular studs.
Back in the courtyard, Harry and Voldemort locked spells. A stream of green and red LEGO beams connected their wands. To win, Harry didn't just need magic—He needed to build.
Voldemort looked down in confusion as his powerful Elder Wand transformed into a long, orange vegetable. He tried to cast Avada Kedavra , but only a small puff of orange confetti popped out of the tip.
With a flick of his wrist, he used to hover the pieces. In seconds, he constructed a giant, spring-loaded fan.
The Battle of Hogwarts was reaching its peak. Lord Voldemort stood at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, his plastic cape stiff and unyielding. Beside him, Bellatrix Lestrange cackled, her hair a single, molded piece of jagged black plastic.
He dodged a Killing Curse that exploded a nearby pillar into silver pieces.
The fan whirred to life, blowing the Dark Lord’s spell right back at him. Voldemort stumbled, his legs detaching from his torso for a split second before he snapped himself back together in a rage. The End of the Dark Arts
With a final, triumphant build, Harry assembled a giant LEGO trophy. He slammed it down, and Voldemort didn't just fall—he shattered into dozens of tiny, grey circular studs.