Facing the oncoming Avada Kedavra, Albert was still calm, and there was no trace of panic on his face. He waved the Elder Wand in his hand, shot a golden spell from the tip of the wand, and faced the green death light rushing fearlessly. The scene of the previous confrontation was repeated again. The two curses, one gold and one green, collided with each other, and fell into the wrestling of magical powers again.