HP Cronos

Tall, thin, pale, with scarlet snake eyes and a black hood.Voldemort appeared in the middle of the room.His wand was pointed at Harry, who was frozen there, unable to move.

No one knows when he showed up there.

The Death Eaters' morale rose immediately.Nora was struck by a petrifying spell and could no longer move.The battle was over, and the Death Eaters, with their waists thrust forward, looked at a group of defeated remnants of the Order of the Phoenix with a smug expression.

Voldemort's scarlet eyes slid across the faces of the people present, and paused for a few seconds on Nora's face.

To be looked at by those eyes is like having a snake crawl up your cheek.

"Nora Gray." Voldemort said slowly, "You took the initiative to run into my pocket, so you don't bother me to look for it, very good."

Nora wanted to say something handsome and cruel in response, but her upper body and her tongue froze.Can't do anything except express coldness with eyes.She couldn't kick him with her leg swollen like a purple carrot.

"So you smashed my prophecy ball?" he said softly. "You've let me down again, Malfoy."

Lucius Malfoy knelt down on one knee without hesitation: "MyLord, I beg your forgiveness. In order to make amends, I personally sent Potter to you..."

"'You' sent Potter to me?"

Malfoy's back was dripping with cold sweat: "It's your good fortune-telling that made Potter fall into the trap."

"Be quiet, Malfoy," said Voldemort coldly. "I'll deal with you later. Do you think I came to the Ministry of Magic just to listen to your flattery?"

Malfoy stopped immediately.

"I have nothing more to tell you, Potter," he said quietly. "For a long time, you've been messing with me..."

"Bone to pieces!" A curse hit the back of Voldemort's head.Voldemort didn't move, the spell seemed to hit an invisible wall and made a "ding" sound.

Voldemort turned around.Sirius Black was pointing at him with his wand, "You are capable of a duel, Voldemort, is it your style to hide in the gutter like a bug?"

The Death Eaters' spell was ready without Voldemort's hand.Moody, Lupine, and Kingsley also raised their wands, flanking Sirius.

"Duel?" Voldemort smiled grimly. "Avada Kedavra!"

The Death Curse didn't fly towards Sirius, but flew straight towards Harry.

Harry couldn't even open his mouth to protest, his mind went blank, he couldn't even hear Sirius' roar.

A floor tile flew by suddenly, missed the death curse, and Avada Kedavra flew past Harry's hair.Then an invisible hook caught his ankle and dragged him to the other side away from the battle.

"How—?" cried Voldemort, looking around, and then called, "Dumbledore!"

Albus Dumbledore was standing right in front of the gate, wand in hand.The members of the Order of the Phoenix suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.The Death Eaters tensed.

Albus Dumbledore, he is the magic needle in the hearts of white wizards.

Now, the white wizard and the black wizard, who are recognized as the strongest in the wizarding world, are only a few feet apart, and both are within the range of the other's spell.

"Get out of here," said Dumbledore.

The Death Eaters looked at each other without moving.Lupine picked up Tonks, Kingsley picked up Nora, Sirius rushed to pull Harry up, and Moody grabbed Neville.

"Don't even think about it!" cried Voldemort. "Kill them!"

Colorful magic spells are flying all over the sky.Dumbledore flicked his wand hard, deflecting all the spells.

"Go!" he repeated.

The group stumbled out the door and ran along the rotunda, taking Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Luna along with them.Even though he has run so far, he can still feel the powerful fluctuation of magic power behind him, which makes him almost unsteady.

Kingsley undoes Nora's petrification spell.Moody also made Neville's legs stop shaking.

The Death Eaters started rushing out of that room one after another, almost rolling and crawling.Some climbed to the door and were dragged back by invisible hooks.But finally the hooks let go, and the Death Eaters came after them.

They pressed the button of the elevator, and the elevator slowly descended.The gate finally opened before the Death Eaters caught up, but they couldn't all fit into one elevator.

"Harry, you go first with the wounded!" said Moody.

"I can still fight!" Harry yelled.

"Me too!" said Ginny.

Gryffindor's shortcomings of being a hero were exposed at this time, and the Death Eaters had already caught up in the blink of an eye.Hermione, Ron, Tonks and Neville were stuffed into the elevator, and Luna was pushed in without explanation.The iron gate slowly closed again.

I don't know if it was intentional, but Nora confronted that big wizard again.She hurt a leg, so she could only dodge with difficulty.She took a step back to avoid a spell, and fell to the ground suddenly, and a green light came oncoming.

Nora's brain froze.It wasn't until the death curse flew past her nose that she realized what had happened.

It doesn't miss by itself.

Nora looked up blankly, and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.It was he who commanded a statue to jump in front of her and miss the death curse for her.

The people in the fierce battle did not realize that another uninvited guest came.

Dolokhov gave a loud cry and was about to shoot his wand at the stranger.The visitor twisted his wrist again, Anthony Dolokhov's wand was burning in his hand, he threw down the wand with a scream, and the log was quickly reduced to a piece of ashes.

"Voldemort!" Harry yelled suddenly, glancing in this direction. "Run! It's Voldemort! Get out of here!"

The fighting paused for a moment.Then the Death Eaters burst out laughing.Only Dolokhov was not laughing, he was screaming, because the fire was still burning in his hands.

Malfoy glanced over there, it was a tall man he didn't recognize, he sneered, "Has too much scaring made your brain go bad? Potter, how could the Dark Lord be in—"

He stopped suddenly.

He remembered where he'd seen the face: in old photographs of his father.Slytherin's prefect, once Tom Riddle, now Voldemort.

But this is Voldemort, and who is the one fighting Dumbledore?No, rather, the one in the room is Voldemort, who is this person in front of him?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man whom Harry called "Voldemort" went straight to Nora: "Long time no see, Nora."

Nora didn't quite know what to say, "Long time no see, Tom?" Then the identity of the traitor of the Order of the Phoenix must be indelible.Or "Eat me Avada Kedavra! Voldemort!", always feel that she herself will die sooner.

More importantly, she didn't know which Tom Riddle this was.The bald, noseless, disfigured one was having fun with Dumbledore, and the ten-year-old wandless one was still at the old house.The person in front of her was not bald, had a nose, was tall, and had particularly conspicuous scarlet snake eyes. She didn't look like any Riddle she knew, but she was a bit like him.

In the end she chose not to say anything.

"Thanks to your help, Nora." 'Voldemort' paid no attention to her silence. "I'll leave you for the last. For the sake of our past."

Then he turned and faced Harry: "As for you, Harry Potter, you've known your name for a long time, you can go to hell."

He raised his wand, and Ginny and Sirius, ignoring the Death Eaters' pursuit, unanimously cast a spell at Voldemort: "Disarm!"

It is not the victim but the caster who is thrown from the wand.

The Death Eaters stopped laughing. Besides Dumbledore, which wizard has such powerful mana?

Sirius and Ginny's opponents seized the opportunity and easily subdued them without their wands.Now only Kingsley and Moody are struggling to support.The fighting stopped, victory was in sight, the Death Eaters were not in a hurry to finish them off, they were engrossed in watching the unidentified man's movements.

Taking advantage of the time Ginny and Sirius had bought, Nora had already stopped in front of Harry.And Lucius Malfoy hesitated for a moment between blocking and not blocking, and chose the latter.

"Get out of the way," said the Dark Lord coldly.

"Get out of here, Harry," Nora said to Harry.

She knew which Tom Riddle it was.He said "help".Which Voldemort could she help?Of course it was the one in the diary that she didn't destroy in a moment of soft-heartedness!It was her fault, if she had done it sooner, there wouldn't be so much mess.

"I said get out of the way." A dangerous red light flickered in his eyes, "Do you think I won't kill you, Nora? Do you want to die with him?"

"Then kill me too," said Nora.

It's something she's brought up, and she's got to fix it herself—well, she can't fix it herself, but something has to be done.

"Come on, Harry," urged Nora.

Harry didn't run, he looked over Nora's back to Tom Riddle's back.

"Compassion is never reciprocated." Riddle sneered, he raised his wand, "Avada—"

it's all over.Nora thought, vaguely hearing Sirius' roar.She had seen the green light.This is what she saw when she shot Nagini as a Horcrux, but this time without the blessing of Cronus to stop the death curse along with time.

The small attic, the room full of perfume, the street lights in Paris at night, he entered the room through the window and swore to her that he would never hurt her.

She was afraid of death, of course she was afraid of death.But she was not afraid of Riddle's spell.

"Stop." said a quiet voice.

The last sound of the death curse caught in his throat.Riddle turned his wand.

The door of the iron fence opened slowly, and there were two people standing in the elevator——Luna and a boy with black hair and black eyes.

A third Voldemort appeared.

The author has something to say: Faced with this situation, I just want to say that if I could do it all over again, I would choose Dumbledore.

-Lucius Malfoy, "Stories My Split Personality Boss and I Had to Tell"

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