HP makes a qualified villain

The black cloth in Peter's arms was torn away

I, who was hit with blood all over my face just now, looked up, and what he was holding in his arms was a little man with no clothes on

That villain's whole body was red, his skin was transparent, and he could even see the blood vessels under his flesh.

He was like a newborn monster baby.

"Voldemort!!!" Potter also recognized the identity of the monster, and shouted loudly, his anger actually made him break free from the magic shackles on his body with his bare hands

I want to rush over to avenge my companions and parents

"Stay quietly! Harry!" Peter stopped him again, "It's not your turn yet!"

Peter snorted and hugged Voldemort in his arms, then walked not far away and pushed out a big cauldron, muttering words in his mouth, circling the cauldron continuously

Voldemort's resurrection ceremony has begun.

"The inadvertent donation of the father's bone can regenerate your son."

Peter walked to the stele next to me, pried a piece of sticky soil from it, and threw it into the cauldron

"The voluntary donation of a servant's flesh will bring your master back to life."

He took out a knife and cut off one of his fingers

Watching my fingers fall into the pot

He grinned in pain, but continued with the ceremony

"The blood of your enemy forced to sacrifice will resurrect your enemy."

Peter came to Potter's side again, took the knife he just had, and stabbed it into Potter's belly

"No!" Seeing Potter screaming in pain, I subconsciously wanted to help him, and hurried forward a few steps

It was as if a big hole had been poked out of Potter's stomach, and blood was constantly bubbling outwards.

Hearing Potter's cry, Peter closed his eyes enjoying it, listened quietly for a while, and said to him, "Don't worry, I won't kill you yet."

Then he turned and threw the knife, stained with Potter's blood, into the cauldron.

Then he held up Voldemort in his arms: "My master, the great Dark Lord, will be given eternal life at this moment!!"

The little Voldemort held up by him curled up in his two palms, like a child curled up in a mother's womb, and he quietly closed his eyes

Waiting for his own rebirth.

Potter was stabbed just now, his whole body was in pain and he had no strength, he could only hang his head, tears mixed with blood dripping down his face continuously.

Voldemort was put into the cauldron, I can feel the magic wave nearby

A power is slowly being released from that crucible

This pressure made me very uncomfortable. I endured the severe pain in my head and the ringing in my ears and got up from the ground.

At this time, Peter was surrounding the cauldron with an excited face, saying flattering words: "My master, can you hear me? How do you feel now?"

I walked to Potter's side step by step, but Peter didn't notice me now

I took out my wand and lifted Potter's spell again.

Although Potter lowered his head, I saw that his eyes were always open.

He seemed in disbelief that he had resurrected Voldemort himself.

"...you have to start fighting, Harry." I looked at his broken expression, as if he had already entered a state of panic because he couldn't accept the series of blows, "Harry, wake up... ..."

I softly called his name, if he was going to die like this, he would really die here.

Peter's ceremony over there had been completed, and suddenly a cloud of black smoke burst out from the cauldron. The smoke drifted bigger and bigger, and fell to the ground, slowly forming a tall human figure.

"Master! Master!" Peter looked at this figure and knelt down on the ground remembering

Voldemort was already in shape, he held his head up, greedily sucking in the fresh air around him, he hadn't been happier in 14 years.

Voldemort opened his arms, as if embracing the free world

I stared at all this with wide eyes, a hand tightly tugged on Potter's shoulder.

I think anyone who sees this scene will be terrified

I don't know what to do, I pin all my hopes on this savior beside me

I was so scared that I even forgot that I was actually with Voldemort and the others.

"Harry...you wake up..." I seized the time to help Potter break the spell

At this time, Voldemort also turned around and looked at us. He opened his mouth, and his voice was no longer as sharp and harsh as before, but became very dark and hoarse.

"Harry Potter." He called Potter's name, completely ignoring me beside Potter

Potter raised his eyes slightly when he heard his call, and looked at him

It seemed that meeting the enemy aroused his desire to fight again.

"You don't have to work so hard to help him." Voldemort waved his wand lightly, and directly bounced me away, and then he lifted the binding spell for Potter himself.

Potter fell to the ground without any strength, and the wound on his stomach was hit hard again, and he curled up on the ground clutching his stomach.

Voldemort couldn't help laughing when he saw his distressed appearance, and then shouted loudly to the sky: "Where are my servants? Where are you all?"

As his voice fell, black smoke billowed from all directions, they kept hitting the ground, and people wearing masks and black robes appeared one by one

"Congratulations on being reborn! My master!" the man in black yelled at Voldemort

"Stop the hypocritical congratulations!" Voldemort suddenly changed his face, waving his sleeves and shouted at them, "Who has worked hard for my resurrection in the past 14 years!"

His eyes scanned the group of men in black robes, and they were so frightened that they dared not speak anymore.

"The most important thing today is not the rebirth, but me, I will kill him in front of you!" Voldemort held his wand and only pointed at Potter who was lying on the ground, "Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter?"

"That's Harry Potter!"

The crowd started a little commotion after hearing the name

Voldemort was defeated by Potter 14 years ago, and he still can't forget the humiliation, so he wants to have another duel with Potter in front of everyone to save his dignity.

Being defeated by a baby 14 years ago has become a joke among the world.

But Voldemort didn't want to just beat someone who didn't have the will to fight.

He looked at Potter lying motionless on the ground, a little unhappy

"Come on, get up, Harry! You have one chance to kill me!" he yelled at Potter, "Are you afraid again? My child! Have you forgotten how your parents were killed by me?" Did you kill it!!"

he angered the savior

The people around didn't dare to say anything, so they watched silently.

"I used the Killing Curse! First kill your father! Then your mother!" Voldemort completely lost his mind in front of Potter.

Because the middle school student who fell on the ground once gave him a great shame

Hearing Voldemort talking about his parents, Potter managed to raise his head from the ground.

"Yes! Come on, take your wand! Harry!" Voldemort shouted excitedly seeing that Potter finally had a reaction.

The Dark Lord, who barks his teeth and dances his claws, laughs and screams for a while, looks extremely terrifying in this atmosphere

It's nothing like what I've seen in movies a long time ago.

In the face of Voldemort's madness, I might have laughed and complained on the screen

But now I can't control my hand trembling because of fear

I silently crawled to the side of Cedric not far away, touched his already cold body, a feeling of uneasiness surged up in my heart, pressed against my throat, very uncomfortable

Cedric still held his wand tightly in his hand to protect us.

I know I don't have time to grieve right now

Sure enough, Potter was so excited by Voldemort's provocative method that he stood up unsteadily from the ground. He was covered in wounds, and his clothes had long been soaked in blood.

He looks vulnerable now.

The duel that Voldemort said was unfair

It's not fair to think that a world-famous Dark Lord is going to decide with a seriously injured middle school student

But no one dared to raise an objection.

I looked at the shimmering trophy not far away, taking advantage of Voldemort's provocative effort

I sneaked in again and brought it to Cedric.

At this point Potter has taken out his wand to fight Voldemort

they will be strong

A strong light burst out from the wands of both of them, and half of the night was illuminated

I wiped the blood off my face and looked in their direction

Because their light and shadow were too strong, I could only vaguely see two black figures standing in the light and fighting again.

Compared to just now, I am relieved now, because I know that Potter must win this battle.

Sure enough, after a while, Potter's power became the upper hand

Voldemort felt incredible and angry, and he cried out, trying to increase his strength with his own anger.

I saw that the timing was almost up, so I pulled Cedric and the trophy and shouted at Potter: "Quick! Harry! Come to me!"

Hearing my cry, Potter threw another force at Voldemort, threw his own strength away, and then ran towards me quickly.

Voldemort was knocked back a few steps by the sudden force he had just received, and shouted angrily: "Harry Potter——!!"

and then want to catch up

But at this moment Potter has already held my hand

We were suddenly sucked into a space-time tunnel

I don't know how long we have traveled through here, we were thrown back to the venue of the game

The audience who were still waiting for our return in the auditorium watched us suddenly appear in front of them

They started cheering.

Both Potter and I covered our heads and slowly sat up from the ground.

And Cedric was still lying there quietly.

"Two victors!?" Someone asked, looking at Potter and me who were still able to stand up.

Immediately there were two voices

One of the Slytherins kept calling me by my name "Ferez! Ferrex! Ferrex is the winner!"

On the other side was Gryffindor who supported Potter: "It's Harry! The final winner is Harry!"

Just when the two sides are about to quarrel

"That's enough —!!!" Potter yelled at them, his voice even louder than after the Loud Voice Charm, "Voldemort is back!!!"

The author has something to say:

Don't worry everyone, Xiaolong will be tortured to death later (what?)

First abuse the heroine and let her grow up