Quick Time Travel: Black Lotus Face Slapping Guide

Chapter 686 Magic Professor Lin Daiyu 83
Peter stood up tremblingly, begging for mercy on his face.

"I won't kill you, you are a very loyal servant." Tom praised indifferently, he couldn't tell if he really thought so or was mocking, "Now, call all the Death Eaters here."

"Yes, my master." Peter stretched out his hand, and was about to use the black magic mark to summon the Death Eaters, but he heard a clicking sound.

The statue of the angel on Old Tom's grave began to move its limbs like a marionette, with a scythe equal to its height in its hand.The stone statue of the angel walked to the pot, and the flame started to burn, and it burned higher and higher.

The statue of the angel was burned to blackness by the flames. The strange situation made Peter choose to observe it again, and Tom also watched with some vigilance.

The flames were extinguished, cracks appeared on the pitch-black angel statue, and pieces fell off, and a tall man in a black cloak appeared right above the pot, surrounded by black smoke.

"Stupid rat." The black figure cursed, "Are you going to betray in front of the master?"

Peter was startled suddenly, thinking that the faceless man in the black cloak was the resurrected Voldemort, he scrambled to the side, handed over his wand, and said, "Master, my great master, it is this man who is trying to pretend to be you." People have confused me. I will always be your most loyal servant, and only I will do my best to revive you."

"Go away." Taking the wand, the black cloak kicked Peter, and he fell to the ground in the air, his voice was cold and numb, "Let me see who is trying to pretend to be the great Dark Lord, my stupid Death Eater subordinate ? No, they don't have the guts. Was it a good idea from the Ministry? No, no one can go unnoticed."

The black cloak walked around Tom twice, but never cast the spell.

Tom distanced himself from the other party and said, "We can verify who is the Dark Lord through a duel." Tom was puzzled, thinking that even if the rest of the Horcruxes were resurrected, this speed would be too fast, so efficient. If so, there is no need for the weak Voldemort who was killed just now to wait more than ten years without recovering.

"Duel? Only stupid people choose to fight." The black cloak pulled Peter's arm, pointed at the black magic mark on his arm with his wand, and chanted a spell.

A black skeleton appeared in the air, and a black mist was spit out from the mouth of the skeleton like a snake, and streaks of black smoke appeared around the cemetery, surrounded by six Death Eaters wearing black wizard robes and masks.

Tom hesitated, and his eyes fell on the wand in the opponent's hand. Whether it was a duel or a gang fight, the right wand was very important.

"Avada Kedavra!" Tom threw a spell, stretched out his hand and shouted at the Goblet of Fire, "Goblet of Fire is coming!"

The moment his hand touched the Goblet of Fire, he returned to the scene of the Triwizard Tournament.

People cheered and celebrated the warrior who won the championship. Harry was also happy for his good friend, and walked down to give Tom a big hug.Tom glanced around the auditorium, and the depressed mood lasted for a long time.

He handed the Goblet of Fire to Dumbledore and said, "He's risen."

"What?" Dumbledore wasn't sure if he heard it wrong.

Tom repeated it again, in a voice that could be heard by other professors nearby: "The Goblet of Fire was tampered with, and I was teleported to Little Hangleton County, where I met Voldemort and resurrected him."

(End of this chapter)