Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 498: The Master Spares His Life!!

“Master, master, my hand is broken…”

Wormtail cried.

It was then that Voldemort discovered that Wormtail was missing a hand.

“Hands out!”

Voldemort said coldly.

Wormtail stretched out that severed hand.

“Thank you host, thank you…”

“Waste, that hand!”

Voldemort scolded angrily.

Wormtail withdrew his severed hand in despair.

He held out that intact arm.

Voldemort tore Wormtail’s sleeve.

Harry was shocked to see that there was a hideous and terrifying black scar on the arm of Wormtail.

It is the Black Magic mark on the Quidditch World Cup.

Voldemort placed his finger on Wormtail’s arm.

Harry’s scars hurt sharply again.

Wormtail also let out a wail.

“After feeling it again, I don’t know how many people will be willing to come!”

He began to circle between Harry and Wormtail.

From time to time, two healing spells are also cast on Darren.

But it didn’t work much.

This made Voldemort’s eyes even colder when he looked at Harry.

“If Darren Potter died today, then Harry Potter you need to remember that you killed him!”

Harry looked at Voldemort with hatred.

He suppressed a thick anger in his heart.

If he could, he would have killed Voldemort.

Just like Darren, tear his throat!

“Are you hating me? It’s a funny thing, you’re hating me, but I’m hating you too.

Affection is always something I can’t get.

Dumbledore said that love is the greatest thing, but you have never given the slightest love to people, it’s all calculated!

Calculating a person to be a dog, a good dog that only serves you in Harry Potter, isn’t it? ”

“You fart! He’s not a dog, he’s my brother! ”

Harry clenched his fists.

He quietly looked at the Quidditch trophy and took Darren’s hand, so that as soon as the Quidditch trophy was available, they could teleport back as soon as possible.

It’s just that his heart is getting colder and colder.

He didn’t know if Darren would be able to make it until then.

Darren’s breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and even Voldemort had cast a healing spell on him, it didn’t make him much better.

Harry’s tears could barely be contained.

He knew that just now, Voldemort had cast a lot of spells on him.

Those spells were blocked by Darren.

He was able to hold on here only because of this trophy. Darren must have thought that by sending him here, he would be able to go back on his own.

He fell with confidence.

Voldemort! Harry clenched his fists.

Suddenly he felt his magic return.

This good news made him almost unable to control his expression.

Fortunately, Voldemort was bending down to check on Darren’s condition at this time and didn’t seem to notice him.

“Very good, he’s dying!”

Voldemort said coldly.

He cast a healing spell on Darren, but there was no response.

“It’s all over, Voldemort should have known this ending!”

Voldemort roared loudly. He left Darren’s side.

Then he grabbed Harry.

“Then, you should stand back to where you were before, where you belong!”

He dragged Harry to the tree he had been before.

“My family… None more, but! ”

He turned his head.

The voice of Si Soso sounded all around.

One by one, figures with hoods came around Voldemort.

Voldemort shouted, “Look, Harry Potter, these are my real family, blood should not exist, it is wrong!” ”

Harry listened without a clue.

But Voldemort didn’t look at him at this time.

He looked at the hooded figures and chuckled, “My Death Eaters, let me see you… With a good and healthy body, you really make me feel jealous!

Drill the heart and cut the bone! ”

He shouted at a Death Eater.

The Death Eater’s voice screamed miserably.

The other Death Eaters fell to their knees.

They knelt there tremblingly.

“The master… The master spares his life…”

“Spare your life? I originally wanted to keep you for a while, after all, there is still a lot of time, but now I think you will die now, at least let someone who is still alive witness your death, right?

Avada is desperate! ”

A body was thrown high and then landed beside Darren.

He had lost his breath.

The Death Eaters only saw Darren at this time.

Lucius’ body trembled.

He said tremblingly, “Master… Master, is that Darren Porter? He has been… Has it been killed by you? ”

“Oh no, I never hide it from anyone, that kid.

Although he was raised by Dumbledore, he was a strong man, a strong man who was respected by Voldemort.

He wasn’t killed by me, but to protect his good brother.

This Harry Potter, who was, no, rumored by everyone to defeat Voldemort, finally fell here. ”

Lucius looked at Harry coldly.

“So, master… Let me, let me kill him! ”

“No, no, Lucius, there is no need for this, I will kill Harry Potter in front of everyone, I want everyone to know that Voldemort is back!”

Voldemort looked at Harry coldly.

Then he said with a sneer: “I know that you have recovered your magic, take out your wand, and we will have a dignified duel!” ”

Duel?

Harry looked up at Voldemort blankly. Can he duel with Voldemort? He hesitated.

But.

“Drill the heart and cut the bones!”

The pain hit every inch of Harry’s nerves.

He could even hear his own screams and hear his own pain.

It occurred to him that Darren seemed to have suffered this pain in the first grade.

It seems that Darren has not lived a good life since he came to the wizarding world.

He hovered in danger almost all the time.

In fact, it was he who had to suffer this pain from the beginning, wasn’t he?

In a trance, he heard Voldemort say in a disdainful voice, “What a boy who is not dead, but it is your mother… That stupid woman used a delicate spell on your body, causing the spell to bounce back when I killed you! ”

Is it?

So this is the truth?

He is actually not a boy who will not die, nor is he a savior, because all this is just a spell used by his mother.

Harry struggled to look at Darren in confusion.

He thought, fortunately Darren didn’t wake up, and if Darren heard the news, he would be sad.

Because he protected the wrong person with his life.

He was not a savior, nor was he the most deserving person for Darren.

Harry thought sadly…