[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

They looked at each other for a few seconds, and Wormtail had already dragged Harry, panting heavily, to a tombstone ahead, and bound him with ropes.Moriarty also walked over, holding the baby-like Voldemort in his arms, and it was no surprise that he received Harry's surprised, blank and angry gaze.

But his mouth was blocked so efficiently by Wormtail that no sound could come out.A big snake slowly swam out of the darkness, hissing and spitting out its letter, and its ruby-like eyes flashed faintly in the darkness.

"A loyal servant has brought me some news." In the silence, Voldemort's voice sounded slowly, "The most useful of them is a prescription... If you want to achieve great things, you can't do without a body, yes wrong?"

There was a rustling sound of the snake scales rubbing against the ground.Nagini hooked his tail around Moriarty's robe, and the sudden increase in weight seemed to warn Moriarty that he had better be honest...

"You can kill me," Moriarty said with a trembling voice, pitifully suppressing fear, "why not?"

"Why not? My son..."

"Voldemort, fly away from death." Moriarty said, "And now you are about to be reborn... How could an immortal demon king need an heir?"

"Of course I do," said Voldemort softly. "Don't you know why? ... Then let's make a lovely hypothesis. Suppose a man knows that he will die from some cause, such as poison or death. Curse, then will he choose to poison the chief culprit of his death first, or will he change that person's mind and let him give up killing himself?"

"...This assumption is really bad," Moriarty's voice became softer, "If he knows why...but he is not sure about killing the other party...then he has to find ways to change the other party's mind .”

"Well done," said Voldemort appreciatively. "The first thing we did when we got back to the Blacks was get Slughorn, didn't we? Let me see... oh! Phineas Neger Les, he was always well informed. In order to save your life, you had no choice but to use your ingenuity and find Slughorn...a good nomination, but you forgot that Barty is my servant. "

There was a silence.With difficulty, Wormtail pushed a cauldron from the side.It was rough polished, stony, and filled with liquid... Moriarty knew it was the Bone Blood Potion when he smelled it.

"There is another possibility..." Voldemort seemed to be talking to himself, "You already knew that he might have a different heart...so you deliberately revealed to him a fake prescription...Slughorn is a Master Potions, if he wants to make a fake, I may not be able to see it... I heard that you are good at potions? Then tell me... what is this?"

Moriarty's voice was hoarse: "...the resurrection potion. There is no...improved version."

Wormtail lit a fire under the cauldron, and the potion began to boil in the cauldron.It quickly raised a large cloud of steam, interspersed with splashing sparks, as if it would burn at any moment.

Wormtail walked towards Moriarty out of the steam, and stood in front of him hesitantly.But Voldemort said, "No—let him. He's more skilled than you, Wormtail."

Harry struggled violently, and the rope scraped harshly on the tombstone.Moriarty walked towards the cauldron with the bundle in his arms, tearing away the cloth - and throwing Voldemort into it.

Voldemort fell into the cauldron with a thud.

Wormtail: "..."

"Come on, Wormtail, it's your job now." Moriarty turned around. "My dear 'father' is still waiting for his new body!"

Wormtail tremblingly walked towards the cauldron, closed his eyes, and raised his wand: "Father... Father's bones, donated by accident, but... can make your son regenerate!"

There was a sound, and the part of the grave that bound Harry split open, and a cloud of dust rose into the air and fell into the cauldron.The potion began to change color. Standing in Wormtail's blind spot, Moriarty unhurriedly opened a bottle of potion the size of a thumb, and poured the liquid inside into the pot.

Harry: "...=mouth=!!"

As Voldemort said, Wormtail was not that familiar with potions after all.The potion turned a brilliant purple-like color, and Wormtail faced it, whimpering in horror: "Servant-servant's flesh--self, donated voluntarily, will make your-- —Master—Rebirth..."

He raised the dagger, grasped the handle firmly, then closed his eyes, and swung it to his right hand.

Screams pierced the sky.Moriarty turned his head away and grinned—the scene was kind of disgusting.

Wormtail threw the severed hand into the cauldron.The potion rolled violently and turned a strange green.At this time, he realized that something was wrong - because Voldemort told him that when the potion turned red, he could add the blood of the enemy... But why is it green...! ?

"Not professional enough, Wormtail," Moriarty fanned the smoke above the cauldron with disgust, "How can one hand be enough? Cut off your Dark Mark, this is your role as a servant." valid proof."

Except for the sound of potion bubbling in the cauldron, there was no movement at all. Wormtail was full of panic, his watery eyes rolled around, but in the end he didn't dare to do anything, and pulled up his sleeve with trembling fingers.

Moriarty took a few steps back, avoiding the area where he might be splashed with blood.Wormtail endured the pain, and cut off the Dark Mark again—even if the dagger was fast enough, it couldn't ignore the pain that followed.He was on the point of weeping as he threw the meat into the cauldron.If it wasn't for the lack of other options...

Wormtail dared not appear in front of the world again.He is cowardly by nature, but has his own cunning and ambition.He took refuge in Voldemort because he knew how powerful the Dark Lord is and how weak he is now. Once the investment is successful, he will definitely be rewarded beyond his wildest dreams... He betrayed his friend, so he must have a strong asylum. Dare to step into the magic world again.After staying with Voldemort for a year, he is now in a dilemma.Now he has to go to his old friend's child...to get his blood...hope the potion will work...

Wormtail staggered towards Harry, who was glaring at Moriarty like he had seen hell, watching as he poured five or six tiny vials of potion into the cauldron with a flick of his hand. .

The cauldron boiled and the fire grew bigger.As if affected by the flames, the color of the potion gradually turned fiery red, and the viscous liquid bulged with bubbles.

Wormtail easily took Harry's blood and poured it into the cauldron.The liquid in the crucible turned a beautiful white color, but it was silent and nothing happened.

After waiting for 2 minutes, Wormtail began to panic: "Master...Master..."

"Wormtail, I think it still lacks something." Moriarty leaned against the cauldron, seemingly unaffected by the high temperature, "Nagini looks good to me... How about throwing it into the cauldron?"

Sensing a strong danger, the big snake raised its head aggressively and hissed.Wormtail looked left and right, as if grasping a life-saving straw, the wand turned to Nagini: "Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flashed, but Nagini did not die immediately.The sliver of courage Wormtail managed to build up was completely defeated by her furious attack.He dodged Nagini's attack in embarrassment, and let out an unconscious cry.

Harry watched this scene almost contentedly, wishing that both Wormtail and Nagini would be hurt and Voldemort would die in the cauldron...they could go back...

Moriarty felt his gaze and turned to look at him.However, there was a smile on his face that made Harry feel strange: "Sorry, Harry, I can't let you down now... I still have some important things to do. You will not object to me adding a new one to you." wound?"

He walked up to Harry and stood in front of him.The pain came from Harry's scar, as if something was rolling under the skin - no! !Harry screamed in his heart, and an inexplicable panic hit his heart.His glasses were taken off, and in blurred vision, Moriarty extended his wand to his scar...

Meanwhile, Wormtail finally gained the upper hand in the melee, throwing the Serpent into the cauldron.Nagini struggled violently, but within a few seconds, her body melted in the cauldron.Diamond-like sparks boiled all around, and the color of the entire liquid turned into a beautiful milky white... Wormtail knelt down beside the cauldron, watching this scene, with a look of joy on his face.

It had been a bit of a twist... but now it looked exactly like what Voldemort had told him... the Dark Lord was coming back!

But before this luck lasted for a few seconds, it was shattered by Moriarty's actions.Wormtail stared dumbfounded as Moriarty approached the cauldron, put one hand into the cauldron and stirred it: "...what are you doing?"

"Making potions." Moriarty said in a relaxed tone, "This potion is really good...I will remember to reward you, Wormtail."

He braced the edge of the cauldron with his arms and jumped into it.

The author has something to say: Wormtail: "...=mouth=!!!"