I don't know if Voldemort hadn't spoken to anyone for too long, or if he had a strange interest in Harry, the noseless demon had been chattering about Harry as he waited for the Death Eaters to gather here.It was said that this was the graveyard of little Hangleton, that his mother's home, that Gaunt's mansion was in the woods over there, that his father's house, and that Riddle Manor was on the hill on the other side of town.He also said that next to Potter's feet was the graveyard of the elder Riddle, who had brought Voldemort half of his Muggle blood, and that he had abandoned his mother and caused little Tom to grow up in an orphanage.So Voldemort later killed his own father, and then framed his own uncle, killing the Gaunt family in Azkaban.Voldemort described the thrill of revenge, and also suggested that Potter would not live long, and now only waited for the audience to arrive.Harry was tempted to spit on him or refute something, but he still had coals in his mouth.Soon a number of robed-garmented figures arrived via apparition, cowering behind different tombstones at first, but soon bowing down to Voldemort.The Dark Lord stopped communicating with Harry, as if he was dissatisfied with the Death Eaters' behavior over the past decade or so, and verbally beat them, before publicly torturing one of them with the Cruciate Heart Curse, only to restore Pettigrew's arm.With grace and power, he once again used fear and worship to take control of these people.However, he also praised Mr.
Malfoy by name, delighting the chaos he caused at the Quidditch World Cup, saying that he had temporarily obtained his body through Nagini's venom and unicorn blood, but was unfortunately unable to participate in it himself.Not only to Harry, but also to his own followers.After lamenting that a few people didn't show up today, and hinting that they didn't have long to live, Voldemort announced his next move, promising that after defeating Azkaban and the Ministry of Magic, everyone would receive an unimaginable reward.The Dark Lord also used the Diamond Heart Charm on Harry, who was tied to the tombstone, laughing and torturing him for a while, as a way to show that he was much better than Potter and that the last unexpected rebound of the Death Curse didn't mean anything.Finally, the conference came to today's topic, revenge and slaughter.Voldemort ordered Wormtail to untie Harry and return the boy's wand, and he wanted to waste fourteen years for himself in a showy wizarding duel with Harry.It is indeed a performance, just like a lion eating a man in a gladiatorial arena."
Bow!"
Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry, "I said you should bow to me!"
”As he spoke, he manipulated Harry and bowed to him, like a marionette.The Death Eaters laughed, and he nodded at Harry, a salute in return.Harry panicked, the spells he knew weren't suitable for such close combat, and his mother hadn't told him in her dream that she would meet Voldemort!
Did she want to let her go to the underworld to accompany her?
Or is this beyond her knowledge?
But thinking that those were useless, that he was surrounded by Death Eaters, and that there were only him and Voldemort in the center of the field, Harry felt that today would not be spared.Surrender and seek mercy?
This wasn't Gryffindor's style, and the boy raised his wand, intending to take Voldemort against it with magic like a disarming charm.However, Voldemort just flicked his wand, and a viscous liquid green light hit Harry accurately, and he didn't even have time to react, the boy's eyes went black, and he fell down in great pain while clutching his chest, kicking his legs, and not moving.Avada's life, an irresistible instant death magic, hit the immortal boy with precision.Harry suddenly felt that everything around him was light, and he should be dead.But in the next second, when he felt the pain all over his body like a falling apart, he realized that he was unexpectedly not dead, maybe his mother's love saved him again.He decided to play dead, after all, there were so many Death Eaters here that everyone who spat at him might drown him."
Lucius, go check on the body."
Voldemort's voice came unexpectedly, and he ordered the Malfoy family master to see if Potter was dead.After all, the last time he was defeated by Harry as a baby, Voldemort was a lot more cautious this time.Harry felt his limbs stiffen, and when he heard the sound of his robes rubbing against his robe and his footsteps approaching, he clenched his wand tightly, wondering if he should fight again.However, his injuries seemed to slow him down, and before he could make a decision, Mr.
Malfoy was already crouching down beside him.Harry could feel a cold hand groping across his chest, and knew that his heart must be beating like a drum now, and he opened his eyes to see Mr.
Malfoy staring at him.The long golden hair hung down to block the middle-aged man's face, and the people around him couldn't see Lucius's expression clearly, and Harry could only see him bent down as if to check if he had completely choked his breath, and whispered as if his mouth barely moved."
Lie down."
Before Harry could figure out what was going on, the middle-aged man had already taken Harry's wand and stood up, shouting loudly."
Master, he's dead!""
Huh!"
Voldemort raised his hands and circled the ring like a boxing champion in the ring, constantly nodding to the audience, showing off his strength: "Very good, now let's go" But at this moment, a blue flame suddenly exploded in the crowd, and the pillar of fire rolled in the air and soared into the sky, forming a phoenix-like shape.It spread out its wings and swooped through the crowd, dozens of unsuspecting Death Eaters twisting and swaying in the blue ghostly fire like burning rags, silently turning to ashes.Then, another evil voice came from the darkness, not high, but it seemed to slip directly into everyone's mind: "I'm sorry, Gunter children, you can't go anywhere today." ”A middle-aged man with short blond hair and a beautiful trench coat came out of the darkness with a magic wand in his hand.As if he had nothing to do with all the Death Eaters present, his chin was slightly raised, and he just calmly looked at Voldemort in the crowd.Harry, who was lying on the ground, could see no one and could only hear voices, but just like that, he could feel as if he was not afraid of the Dark Lord at all, and even couldn't see the Devil at all.Then, he heard Voldemort's shrill voice, like it came out of his throat or between his teeth."
Grindelwald!""
Yes, it looks like a lot of you still remember me."
Grindelwald's wand was flapped lightly in his hand, and he nodded slightly to the frightened Death Eaters around him as if he was on the stage to say hello, and a reserved smile hung on his face: "I'm very happy, say, how do you want to die?"
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