Hogwarts Shippuden

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Looking at the strange situation on the battlefield, Barty Jr. and the other Death Eaters couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

Until he saw clearly the person Snape poached his heart was after Voldemort...

"Master!" Barty Jr let out a heart-piercing roar.

Even when his own father, Barty Crouch, died, he had never roared so piercingly.

At this time, the black runes on Voldemort's body had covered more than 80 percent of his body, and he was left with only a bald head still exposed.

The black runes were like a huge pool of melted black mud, not slowly spreading towards Voldemort's head.

Soon, only part of Voldemort's forehead was left, and one of his eyes was exposed.

In just a few seconds, even this last small part of the body was completely covered by black runes, and Voldemort's body swelled like a balloon.

A wand fell to the ground from his torn robe, and there was a rather obvious light sound on the silent battlefield.

Soon, Voldemort's bulging body was deflated like a balloon, shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body gradually changed in the process of shrinking.

The black runes on his body gradually merged into his body as he shrunk, revealing Voldemort's pale, dead skin again.

Two small protruding horns appeared on Voldemort's forehead, and his bald head also grew a dove-like silky hair.

The black wizard's robe that looked like a rag sack was also transformed into a gorgeous silk robe.

By the time his size had completely changed back to his normal human size, Voldemort had completely transformed into a different appearance, as if he had changed a person.

His expression was lifeless, like a manipulative puppet.

Looking at his masterpiece, Snape's mouth showed a very shallow arc, and his dark eyes flashed with satisfaction.

A heart-wrenching cry resounded on the battlefield, "Master!

! "

Hearing Barty Jr.'s voice, Snape turned slowly to face him.

"Your master Voldemort is dead," Snape picked up the wand belonging to Voldemort that had fallen to the ground. "Now, you have two choices before you."

"Okay, give me an answer." He raised his wand.

Snape said slowly, "Avenge Voldemort, or swear allegiance to me?"

He threw the wand that belonged to Voldemort in his hand.

When the wand came out of Snape's hand, Barty dashed up in a single step, and picked up the wand that had fallen on the smooth black ground in the main hall of the former British Ministry of Magic.

Kneeling down on the ground, Barty's hands holding the wand trembled slightly, and all kinds of complex emotions flickered on his face.

Regret, anger, helplessness...

He stood up slowly, holding Voldemort's wand in both hands.

Looking down at the wand, various memories of being one of the Death Eaters flashed quickly in Barty's mind.

Although more than ten years have passed, Barty Jr still remembers how high-spirited his master Lord Voldemort was when they were at Malfoy Manor, the headquarters of the Death Eaters, during the Wizarding War.

In the dimly lit conference room, at the long conference table, Voldemort sat at the head of the table, telling many Death Eaters about his ambitions, his ambitions...

Barty Jr. sat on one side of the table, looking up at his master with admiration.

Beside him, there are dozens of like-minded Death Eater partners, all of whom are looking forward to a bright future after unifying the wizarding world in Voldemort's speech.

All this is so beautiful and clear to Barty Jr. It seems like it just happened yesterday.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s breathing was suddenly mixed with a little crying.

His expression was gradually distorted by the heavy breathing with a cry, and suddenly changed from a low sob to a frantic laugh, "Hahahaha!"

I saw Barty raised his head sullenly, "Then! There is only one answer!"

He raised the wand that belonged to Voldemort in his hand high, and slammed it into the raised knee under the incredible gaze of the other Death Eaters.

With a crisp sound of wood breaking, Voldemort's wand broke into two pieces in Barty's hand.

"That is... swear allegiance to you!"

Hearing Barty's answer, an inexplicable look appeared on Snape's face, and a black prismatic stone appeared in his palm.

He whispered, "Barty Crouch Jr."

A silent black torrent shot out from the Resurrection Stone in Snape's palm, and went straight into the body of Barty Crouch Jr.

At the moment when the black light submerged into his body, Barty immediately covered his chest in pain.

Breathing heavily, he carefully felt the sudden surge of magic power in his body, and an excited smile bloomed on his face.

Black lines like blood vessels climbed up Barty's neck, and then quickly disappeared.

The next moment, a tyrannical aura suddenly erupted from him.

"Okay," Snape raised his arms, and his wide robe squeaked as he swayed, "Go and fight, Barty."

As his voice fell, Snape's figure gradually twisted into a vortex.

With a loud Apparition explosion, both Snape and Voldemort disappeared, leaving only Barty Jr. and a group of bewildered Death Eaters.

After Snape left, Barty turned around slowly and looked at the Order of the Phoenix people present.

Looking at Grindelwald, who was gearing up in the distance, and the other three ceiling combat powers who were staring at him, Barty suddenly fell into silence.

Although he has just acquired a powerful force far beyond the past, and many of the enemies in front of him are either old or weak, or sick and disabled, they are all in a state of almost running out of fuel.

But Barty Jr doesn't think he can beat them like this.

Especially the largest mixed-race giant, if he really wants to start a storm, ten more of his current self are not enough for him to be beaten on the ground by himself.

I can't afford to mess with it, I'm so sick.

Barty also started Apparation, and then the explosion of Apparition continued to sound on the battlefield, and a group of Death Eaters also ran with the soles of their feet.

After confirming that there were no enemies around, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gellert," Dumbledore put his hand on Grindelwald's shoulder and said weakly, "Let's go back to Konoha Village."