HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

Harry and Cedric returned to Hogwarts via the portkey, and the audience, who had been chattering, burst into warm applause at the same time.

Only a very few people noticed that the two men looked unhappy and had no joy of winning the game at all.

Dumbledore had a rough idea in his mind. He walked silently to the two warriors and patted their shoulders soothingly.

"Professor...he...the mysterious man, Voldemort is back, he is resurrected." Harry concealed the strange identity of Sariel as Odysseus instructed, and only told the part about Voldemort.

Dumbledore's eyes behind his glasses flickered slightly. He stared into Harry's eyes for a long while, and finally nodded as if he understood.

Mr. Diggory rushed to Cedric and examined him from head to toe, then proudly hugged him and said to everyone, "My son! He won the game!"

Cedric, however, did not feel excited at all. His mind was filled with Olga's recent loss of control.

Mr. Diggory and others kept talking in his ears. He couldn't stand it anymore and shouted:

"enough!"

The field suddenly became quiet and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Cedric then realized that he had lost his composure and tried to make amends by saying, "I'm sorry, I—"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner shock, and looked at Harry again before speaking slowly:

"The Dark Lord has returned."

The whole place was in an uproar, and Fudge was the most excited: "How is it possible?! He's dead!"

It seemed that seeing someone's emotions fluctuate more violently made Cedric calm down a lot.

He stared at Fudge solemnly and repeated:

"Voldemort is back, just now," Cedric pursed his lips, "He is resurrected. The Triwizard Cup was made into a portkey, and Harry, Olga and I -"

Cedric's heart still ached when Olga was mentioned, and those who were on good terms with Olga pricked up their ears eagerly.

"The three of us grabbed the trophy at the same time, and then Harry and I were transported to a graveyard -"

"Tom Riddle's grave," Harry said quickly, to which he was tied.

When they first heard this familiar yet unfamiliar name, many professors at Hogwarts took a deep breath.

Cedric: "A man performed a strange ritual and Voldemort was resurrected as a baby."

Harry: "That man is Peter Pettigrew who escaped from Azkaban."

The news of Peter's escape from prison had been suppressed by Fudge, so not many people knew about it. So when they heard Harry's words for the first time, many people looked at the Minister of Magic in disbelief, with a very grim expression on their face.

Fudge was shocked and angry: "It's ridiculous! It's complete nonsense! When did Peter escape from prison? The resurrection of the mysterious man is ridiculous!"

Harry also shouted: "You know whether he has escaped from prison or not! Every word we said is true!"

Fudge's chest was heaving violently with anger. Perhaps he had some fear that he didn't want to face: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"What about Olga?! Why are only you two back?!" Draco hurried down from the stands and asked anxiously.

Harry and Cedric paused at the same time, expressions of helpless self-loathing on their faces.

"she……"

—

At the same time, in the high tower of Nurmengard, Grindelwald and Nicolas Flamel were carefully carrying out the final step of the magic circle.

After carefully completing the last stroke, the magic circle was activated instantly.

The dazzling light penetrated the top of the tower and shot straight into the sky.

The two people's surprised eyes met in the air, success!

After silently watching the magic circle in action for a while, Grindelwald stretched his stiff body and said to Nicolas Flamel, who was still staring at the magic circle like a pervert and writing furiously:

"I'll leave the rest to you. My mission is complete. I'll leave first."

Grindelwald walked briskly back to his room to pack his things.

Go to Al!

—

Zero was still in a very weak state. He listened quietly to what Harry and Cedric said, but he knew that things were far from as simple as they said.

How could Voldemort alone possibly cause any harm to His Highness?

Ling lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent, but his arms with bulging veins revealed the pain and entanglement in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a distant call in his ears.

“…Come back…Come back…”

He raised his head in confusion and scanned the area, but found nothing unusual.

"Did you hear that noise?" he asked Hermione and Ron.

The two were still worried about Harry, and after hearing Zero's question, they asked in surprise, "What's that sound?"

"It's like 'come back' or something like that..."

They both shook their heads and Hermione asked worriedly, "Zero, are you okay? You still look pale."

Just as Ling was about to respond, he felt a burning heat in his heart. He covered his chest in pain and felt like he couldn't breathe.

Ron hurriedly tightened his hand around Zero and shouted, "Zero?! What's wrong with you?!"

Zero's consciousness was gradually fading. His lips moved and he whispered softly, "Your Highness..."

—

On the other side, Odysseus cut his fingers and drew the unique seal of the vampires in the air to quickly form a formation.

The other brothers and sisters who arrived late all frowned unconsciously when they saw the scene in front of them, but they also knew that this was not a suitable time to ask questions, so they quickly joined Odysseus's camp, spread their fingers to form a formation, and surrounded Olga in the center.

Olga paused in her attack on Riddle, and the color of her eyes flickered alternately, with a tendency to return to normal.

The staff she had been holding in her hand began to hum, as if it sensed that its owner's power was gradually fading.

Riddle also had the same feeling. Olga had already cast a soul mark on him, and after drinking Olga's blood, the bond between him and her was even deeper. Naturally, he felt Olga's struggle at this moment.

He looked hesitantly at the five people who were constantly casting spells. He only knew Odysseus, Olga's third brother.

Since he is the third brother, he shouldn’t hurt Olga...right?

He looked up at Olga in mid-air, totally unaware of how miserable his current state was.

After being walked around so many times by Olga like walking a dog, Riddle's body was inevitably covered with some scratches and dust, but his dark eyes were sparkling as he looked at Olga.

From today on...he is reborn.

Olga, who was in the center of the blood formation, was suppressed by her brothers and sisters and gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, the pair of pupils that had become normal turned into heterochromatic pupils again, one black and one red.

"zero."