38 years of past events

The empty cemetery, the big yew tree under the night, the abandoned stone statues, the crows are constantly chattering, and the boy who is being tied to the tombstone at the moment, they complement each other and add a touch of desolation and gloom to the place.

"This is where?"

"Riddle's cemetery, where my Muggle grandfather is buried."

After I took a few steps forward, Daisy suddenly screamed, "Randolph! Is... is he dead?"

Oh, it's Cedric, I glanced at the corpse on the ground, Cedric, if I remember correctly, this should be a Hufflepuff student two years younger than us.

"The master's order, the master only needs that boy, and no one else is needed."

Wormtail is currently surrounding a huge stone pot, boiling something, but he likes to look towards us from time to time.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful, who made you so overwhelmed to compete with the savior? Don't you know that Mr. Potter is very important to us?" Looking at the corpse on the ground, I kicked it twice.

"Don't touch him! You have no right to touch him!" the boy tied to the tombstone roared.

"We can put a jinx on him to make him quiet."

As soon as Wormtail finished speaking, I glared at him: "Do your job well, and you don't need to worry about the rest." Peter closed his mouth wisely

I turned around and said to Daisy: "Go and watch Wormtail, don't let him do anything bad at this important moment. By the way, there is another person, he is very weak, you have to go and see Is he okay?"

After giving all the orders, I slowly approached the bound figure. The complex and intertwined vines bound him firmly to the marble tombstone. He was panting, struggling all over his body, trying to get rid of this unbearable situation. .

"Don't waste your efforts, Mr. Potter."

"Who are you? You killed Cedric, what exactly do you want to do?" He asked angrily.

"Did Mr. Potter forget me so soon? It's a pity, but I won't forget you—Harry Potter."

I took off the mask from my face, and at that moment I saw Harry's terrified expression, and then he almost gritted his teeth and said in hatred: "It's you again! Randolph!"

"I'm glad you remembered. In fact, I'm kind of glad you're alive, because right now you'll have a chance to witness a great miracle."

"What do you want to do!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait a little longer, I swear it won't be long before you find the value of your existence tonight."

At this moment, the sound of bubbles boiling came from the stone pot, the liquid splashed everywhere in the scorching heat, and the crackling flames at the bottom of the pot burned even more vigorously, as if they were about to rush up directly.

"Is everything ready?" I asked Peter.

"Everything is ready, we can start right away." Peter picked up a wand and was busy at the bottom of the big stone pot.

"Hurry up!" Daisy picked up the man and came to the side of the stone pot. His high and cold voice suddenly sounded, which made people feel uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Harry also began to look restless. Although he couldn't get rid of the vines, his whole body seemed to be in pain, from the moment his father appeared.

I stroked his forehead with my wand, and smiled across the scar: "Why, your scar started to hurt again?"

He seemed to be in more pain, and couldn't help but groan.

"There, there, everything is all right," Wormtail said to us when the pot boiled until it was covered with sparks and sparkled like diamonds.

"But... can we start?" Daisy asked nervously.

"Start! Start! Start now!" came his eager voice from the bag of clothes, and this impatient desire had lasted for 13 years.

Peter took the bundle of clothes from Daisy, and then Daisy let out a sigh of relief, and the tense expression also relaxed, and the thin him finally got up in the mist of the stone pot. It sank, and there was a "hiss" sound on the surface of the water.Immediately afterwards, Wormtail began to mutter: "Father's bone, give infinitely, give your son a chance to be reborn!"

I cast a spell and split the cemetery under Harry's feet. In an instant, a pile of dust flew into the stone cauldron.

"Servant's flesh, give it voluntarily, and give your master a chance to be reborn!" Peter stretched out his right hand, and the silver sword trembled in his hand, unable to fall down for a long time.

"Come on, Wormtail!" I urged impatiently.

He was startled, the blade fell down accurately, and then his shrill scream came from the night sky.

The liquid in the stone pot began to turn red, and it boiled more violently.Peter panted, and continued with difficulty: "O blood of the enemy, come through...conquering by force, you will resurrect your enemy!"

Wormtail was about to come, but I stopped him: "This child, let me come! I have to come myself."

I turned to face Harry, laughing unscrupulously, and then the sharp blade that turned into a wand pierced his palm in an instant, and he screamed, the expression distorted by pain gave me great pleasure .

After a while, the wand was pulled away from his palm, and a few drops of blood flew into the stone pot while waving.

Next, each of us began to stare closely at the cauldron, and I never let go of its slightest change. Suddenly, the boiling water stopped, and the crackling flames also went out. Such silence made me start to worry a little: "Wormtail, are your spells correct?"

"No, it won't, I swear, every word is right."

Suddenly, a cloud of thick white smoke rose from the pot, filled the surroundings and accumulated more and more, and I couldn't see anything clearly for a moment. Daisy was so nervous beside me that she clung to my sleeve tightly.

Then, the cloud of mist began to slowly transform into a cloud of black gas again, and a tall and thin silhouette gradually appeared from the gas. As the fog decreased, he gradually became clear in the smoke of the stone pot, until the surrounding The fog dissipated completely, and the man finally turned his face slowly.

In an instant, everyone felt terrified, tall and thin, with bloodshot red eyes, a flat snake nose, and a look that was paler than a skeleton.Oh, this is my father, he is more twisted than he was 13 years ago, of course I know that means he is more evil.

At this moment, Wormtail knelt at his feet, the cut arm was still bleeding profusely, and Peter was trembling and whimpering.

At this time, he put on a black robe, stretched out a hand, and said coldly: "Magic wand!"

Peter took out his father's wand from his pocket and presented it to him respectfully. He took the wand and gave Peter a mocking look, then kicked him away mercilessly.

"Randolph!" His high-pitched and cold voice sounded again, making me a little nervous and overwhelmed: "Father, father." Facing the first time in so many years, it was the first time that he stood on my side so truly. In front of me, I suddenly found that I didn't know what to say.

"Stretch out your arm."

I subconsciously understood what he meant, and stretched out the arm with the Dark Mark on it.

The end of the wand touched the mark. Suddenly, there was a severe pain and burning sensation. Before he had time to react, the mark shot straight towards the boundless night along his wand. Snakes and dead bones bloomed in the sky alternately. The physical feeling is also intensified, it seems that the pain this time is more piercing and deep than any other time.

"Does it hurt?" Although there was a smile on his lips, his tone was still so cold, "I have to let you know, and even in the future, what you should and shouldn't do sometimes. You will eventually understand, stupid Your hug is something only a coward would do, and Lord Voldemort will show you that you will have more than any of them!" As he spoke, his pale index finger crossed the mark again, "I'll let them all know this too."

I was very surprised, this was a conversation with the young father in the secret room back then, but now, how does he know it? Could it be that father really knows everything and can't deceive him?

The moment I lost my mind, Peter had already crawled to his feet and begged: "There is me, master, please, you promised." Peter's broken arm was still bleeding, and the large area of ​​redness seemed to be true. It will make people suspect that he will bleed to death at any time.

Father looked at Peter on the ground in disgust, and said lazily, "Okay, stick it out."

From the bleeding wound, a silver limb grew out the moment he swung his wand, as cold as moonlight, and was embedded in Peter's severed arm.

Peter stretched the new arm a few times, and was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while, "Thank you, my master, thank you."

"Okay, now it's your turn, Harry Potter!" He strode forward, his eyes jumping with extreme excitement and longing when he saw the child, "Oh, let me see, you are Where are you standing? Isn't this on top of my father's bones?"

"Randolph, am I not mistaken?"

"No, it's Tom Riddle's grave." The tombstone tied behind Harry was the grave of my Muggle grandfather.

A cruel smile appeared on his snake-like flat face, he squeezed Harry's cheek, and whispered in a viper-like voice: "That's a fool, a fool, but my mother loves this fool, A fool who deserted his wife because she was a witch, I used to hate him, but on this night, I saw that he finally came in handy, and I wouldn't be able to live again if it wasn't for him , and stand in front of you, and the extra years that your Muggle mother gave you in exchange should be over." Seeing Harry's painful expression, he laughed happily.

And pressed his fingers heavily on the scar on Harry's forehead, Harry screamed again.He enjoyed this cruel hissing a lot, and he never wanted to let it go.

At this time, the sky began to be filled with black fog, and the thick smoke gathered from all directions, and gathered at the place where the launch point was marked just now.

He seemed to feel something, let go of Harry, and said to us all as he paced slowly, "Look, here they come. Here come my old pals."

Sure enough, not long after, streaks of black smoke flew from the sky one after another, and with the rustling of the cloak, a group of Death Eaters wearing silver masks instantly appeared on the spot.They were so uniform, approached cautiously, and then formed a circle around us. They knelt down and kissed father's robe with great respect.

But this can't make up for the mistakes they made before, at least now, I can see that my father doesn't want to forgive them so happily.

He paced among them, his blood-red eyes swept over everyone present, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and then he said: "Good evening, my friends, my dearest Death Eaters. It is a pleasure After 13 years, we met again, and reunited under the Dark Mark." He paused, and everyone's nerves were tense, as if even their breathing became slow.

"Should I be glad that you haven't forgotten me, because you appeared so quickly after hearing the master's call! So intact! I even feel that your strength is so abundant! Your body is so Stand strong."

"And during this period of time, no one has tried to come to me! This makes me feel quite disappointed!"

"I have repeatedly asked myself, where is the loyalty you swore, where is the faith you professed! Why did it turn into a sinful betrayal and shameful escape so quickly!" His tone became a little excited.

"August! What do you think?" He tore off the mask of one of the Death Eaters with a jerk.

"Master...Master..." He knelt down on the ground in fear.

"Murcyber!" Another mask was lifted.

"Travers! Yaxley! Anthony Dolohov!" When the masks came off one by one, almost all of them knelt on the ground in fear.

"Of course, and you, my cunning friend, Lucius Malfoy!" Daisy almost exclaimed the moment the mask was torn off.

"My master, I have always been paying attention. In fact, I have never given up looking for your traces. I swear, I have never betrayed my loyalty to you. Randolph, Randolph, you know that, right!"

Lucius looked at me, trying to get me to intercede on his behalf.But I think he is better than those wizards who have defected to us.

"Yes, father, although he is indeed terrible in some respects, let him be spared for the sake of his loyalty."

Father's wand passed across Lucius's body, and then said coldly: "Well, for the sake of your coming back tonight, I will let you go this time, but I hope you can bring me some happiness in the future. Come and serve more faithfully."

"I will, master, I will, thank you for your kindness."

"Okay, let me see now, who else is there?" He glanced at the few vacant seats in the crowd, "Randolph, do we still have a few friends missing?"

"Yes." I looked at the empty spaces, the defected wizards I'd tried to find after graduation.

"Very well, tell them who should be there."

"Igor Karkaroff—"

"Louder! Let them all know! Like you told me in Albania!" His voice suddenly became high, and there was anger in it.

"Igor Karkaroff! Dolphin Rohr! Gagson! Sid Avia!..." I announced the names of those defectors one by one in the crowd, including me Those wizards who have visited but turned a blind eye.

When the name was over, I saw that some people present trembling and fainted to the ground, and the end of my father's stick pointed at one of them: "Dolphin Rohr! It's a pity that you are also included in this name."

Yes, I distinctly remember him being the first Death Eater who tried to hide from me when I started looking for them after graduation.

"However, I still have to admire your courage. After these things happened, you dared to come back tonight."

"Lord...Master..."

"Crucio! (Crucio)"

"Ah!" Dolphin Rorya's miserable cry uttered in the crowd. Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look. They were terrified, lest they would become the second Aivia.

"Evira, what about you? I heard that you even plan to emigrate to France, don't you?"

"That... those are all rumors, they are rumors, Lord... people."

"Crucio! (Crucio)"

Another curse was cast on Evira, "Idiot, don't try to lie to Voldemort, because he will know everything!"

"Who else? Randolph."

Everyone was so tense at this moment that even the breath slowed down.They dreaded hearing either of them from me again.

"And some more, they didn't come tonight."

After finishing speaking, the father glanced at the vacant seats, and then sneered: "Faithful servants, it seems that we have to lose some friends, there is no need for you to keep those vacant seats for them, those shameful servants The defectors will not appreciate you, and all we have to do is make them pay! The price of betraying Voldemort!"

"Tell me, will you do it right this time?"

"Yes, yes, master." Their trembling voices sounded, and they swore their loyalty again.

"Very well, now it's time for us to take a look at the guest tonight, oh, I've told you so much, I almost forgot about him."

"Harry Potter!" He gave the child a hard Cruciatus as he pronounced the child's name.

Harry's shout got no response from anyone present.

"I know you must be surprised at the appearance of the savior, right? In fact, this plan did take some effort. Especially when you all turned your back on me. But now, Randolph, it's time to tell our friends, tell them you How the plan was contrived so that they would listen and be ashamed of their defection at any moment."

I glanced at all the wizards present, most of them had already been punished by my father, they were lying on the ground panting, and I was very happy to see such a situation, why did they all reject me in the first place, I cleared Clear your throat, and reveal the secret of our plan to them and to the bound boy.

"In fact, we have been preparing for this night for a long time. Of course, I believe that you still remember the explosion in Grimmauld Square. That's right, it was the time when Sirius was captured. None of you People tried to help me, but fortunately, I found Wormtail, the coward." I glanced at the timid shadow on the ground, and he trembled visibly.

"Wormtail learned about the Dark Lord's trail from his dirty mouse friend, so we started to go to Albania. Interestingly, I met a Ministry of Magic lady named Bertha Jorkins in a broken hotel. .” When this name was mentioned, several wizards obviously sighed a few times.

"Oh, August, I almost forgot that you are also from the Ministry of Magic. You must miss this colleague named Bertha Jorkins very much."

Seeing that he didn't speak, I continued: "We kidnapped Bertha Jorkins and learned about the Triwizard Tournament from her. The most important thing is that we also gained a most loyal servant. He's also the key to the plan, Barty Crouch Jr., who used the house-elf to escape his father's grasp, and together we defeated Mad-Eye Moody, who turned into Moody, seducing With the arrival of Harry Potter, it turns out that Barty Crouch Jr. is indeed very efficient in handling affairs, and everything is under our control. We watched the boy touch the trophy to open the door key, and then we waited here He took the initiative to deliver it to the door. Facts have proved that everything went very smoothly tonight."

"Moody? What have you done to Professor Moody!" came the child's voice again, his yelling so feeble in the freezing night.

I was going to give him a silence spell, but my father stopped him. He slowly approached Harry, and said in a very soft and slow tone: "The boy who lived, the savior, Harry Potter, should I Tell the truth about that year? How powerful are you to defeat Voldemort? You can make him lose everything, so that even his loyal servants lose confidence and defect. What do you rely on? Haribo special?"

Then he answered himself again, but his tone seemed to be suppressing some kind of violent emotion, "It's love? Right, because your Muggle mother died for you! There's nothing special about you, is there? It's the truth!" He suddenly pressed Harry's scar and growled.

"But there are always some fools who don't believe it, and I have to let them know, let everyone know how ordinary you are, how ordinary you are, a fool who wants to defeat Voldemort!"

He just watched Harry's painful struggle with a smile, then took a few steps back and continued, "Randolph, let him go, now I'll give him a fair chance to fight!"

"Father?" I looked at him in surprise, knowing that Harry Potter is not so easy to catch, and I am more in favor of killing him now.

"I want you to let him go! Right now!" he said commandingly, and I had to give in.

After the vines were removed, the child slipped down from the tombstone due to lack of energy, but he still stood up stubbornly after a while, and his eyes swept everyone present with firmness.

"Wormtail, return the wand to our guest."

Peter found Harry's wand from next to Cedric's body, and shoved it roughly into his hand.

"Very well, now we are going to bow, the proper etiquette is still required."

"I think it's best to kill him directly!" I couldn't help but say.

"Shut up, Randolph! Didn't anyone tell you it's impolite to interrupt a duel!"

Then his voice became very soft again, and the red light in his eyes looked a little scary when he looked at the child, "Mr. Potter is a polite man, isn't he, Dumbledore taught you, come on, bow!"

Harry clutched his wand tightly in his hand, unmoved.

"Bow!" The spell from the wand hit Harry so hard that he was forced to bend over in pain.

"Look, Dumbledore obviously didn't teach him the proper etiquette." He said so proudly to everyone.

"Very well, the bow is over, let's start the duel, come, now I allow you to stand up, allow you to straighten your waist and face me like a man, come, like your father, come to face death !"

The moment Harry raised his head, he wanted to take out his wand, but in front of the Dark Lord, this behavior was obviously too naive, so another Cruciatus curse hit him, he staggered, fell down again, and the surroundings The Death Eaters let out a burst of laughter.

"Look, it's so vulnerable!" The father said in a faint tone, but it made the child stand up even more tenaciously.

But this time, he learned much smarter, and before the magic spell was fired, he quickly flashed to other places.The spell shattered Tom Riddle's tombstone in one fell swoop.But Harry hid.

"There he is!" I was the first to spot Harry, on the back of a large rock.

But I didn't have that much patience. Before my father waited, I raised my wand first, followed by an Avada Kedavra.

I saw that when the green fluorescent light was approaching Harry, he also raised his wand almost at the same time, without any spells, without any defensive measures, just like a beam of golden light bursting from the end of his wand to meet me Avada Kedavra, and then the beam of golden light opened countless shining and graceful arcs in his hand, and the green fluorescent light was wiped out between my spell and Harry's magical collision, and I felt my own The wand trembled in my hand, and the tingling feeling like electricity began to spread from my palm to my body, and a strong oppression followed. Yes, I could feel Harry's magic power gradually strengthening, which made me feel Fear, even more incomprehensible.

How could that be possible, he didn't use a single spell.

Now, I can hear noises all around me, Daisy's yelling is particularly sharp, what is she saying?what is she shouting

I didn't have time to think so much, because at this moment, the arm I raised my wand was trembling uncontrollably under the beam of golden light. I knew that Avada's death curse had been completely wiped out by this beam of light. And it is still attacking me with a spreading halo, this...what the hell is going on?

When the golden light beam broke through everything and approached, at this moment, a spell brought by the same powerful force was fired from behind me, and it hit back at the golden light beam with an almost dark green light.

Immediately, the two beams of light intertwined to form a violent collision, and more and more sparks splashed from the intersection of the beams, seeming to illuminate everything around them.

I didn't turn around, but I knew he was coming, and only he could have such great power.

Now the collision between the two rays of light made the surroundings vibrate.I heard my father's angry voice, the dark green light was sweeping towards the golden beam of light, and the light beam between my wand was also replaced by the powerful force behind me, my father gradually suppressed the golden light, There was an extreme tension between them, our strength was approaching inch by inch, the green light had the upper hand, it quickly rushed towards Harry, suddenly, the golden beam of light began to disperse into many pieces Balls of light, those balls of light finally appeared in front of us in the form of souls, they protected Harry, and while forming a solid wall of protection for him, they also rushed towards us.

Then, I heard my father behind me yell almost in extreme anger: "Go to hell! Harry Potter!"

This crazy force broke through everything and rushed towards Harry without hesitation, and those protective souls all resisted at the same instant.The collision between the magics was so intense that in the end, I was thrown to the ground by the huge force brought by the halo, and almost at the same time, Harry also disconnected the beam and fell out, but he reacted Soon, he climbed up quickly, and when his fingers touched the trophy, a whirlwind was created, and even the golden light and soul were wrapped in the whirlwind and fled here.

Daisy ran up to hold my hand, and she worriedly asked if I was okay.

The rest of the people present had barely reacted from the incident just now, and they wondered why the child suddenly released such a powerful force.

And that's only I know, it's love, I see their souls, the souls that love Harry so much.What about my father?

He twisted his strange, pale face now, and screams of anger echoed across the cemetery because of Harry's escape.

My father, Tom Marvolo Riddle.

I finally understand that no matter how many indifferent comments there are on him in this world, I am willing to deceive myself to believe that maybe he has always stood behind me, just like just now.

The author has something to say:

Not only did Lao Fu come back, but he also helped his son teach a lesson to the guy who had rejected Xiaolanlan before. In fact, he didn't say anything, but he still liked Xiaolanlan very much in his heart.Well, the father-son interaction mode can be started next, and Lao Fu said that he can finally abuse Harry