[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

Chapter 86

For the "Portkey", it is not the first time for the three of them, needless to mention Circe, Harry and Cedric have traveled through the Portkey once before the start of this semester, in order to watch a Quidditch world cup.So even though Harry showed discomfort with Portkeys during the Quidditch World Cup, his reaction to this unexpected situation was not slow. Almost immediately when he lost his center of gravity, Harry tried his best to adjust, and quickly He discovered one thing: the scene in front of him seemed very familiar, as if he had been here before.

Harry regained his composure, and as his body fell, the outline that was originally blurred by the night gradually became clearer. The first thing Harry noticed was the huge stone tablet, no, or the tombstone is more appropriate.Now they were floating over a necropolis in the dark, with a church and the outline of a hill in the distance.Harry could just make out the general outline of a dilapidated old house on the side of the hill.

It was that dream scene, Harry gasped.He panicked all of a sudden, and his body that had just stabilized began to tilt, and he was about to fall to the ground in a headlong way, when a soft light dragged his body, it was Circe.

"Is this part of the game?" Harry asked with the last hope, and Cedric looked at Circe with the same hopeful eyes as Harry,

But Circe knew this wasn't in the plan, and that prophecy of "death and new life" kept coming to her mind.She calmly shook her head at the two panicked children, and motioned for them both to take out their wands.Because as they fell, they could already see more scenes, for example, a group of strangely dressed people walking through the tomb on the ground.

Circe noticed them for the first time, although the black clothes they wore protected them from the night, but because their eyes were too hot, Circe quickly spotted them.So she logically added defensive spells to herself and the two little guys. Obviously, this group of people did not tamper with the Goblet of Fire to pay homage to the long-lost Triwizard Tournament champion in the wizarding world, but for a darker Purpose.

Sure enough, Circe's choice was not wrong. As soon as the three of them fell, someone launched an attack, which was impressively aimed at Cedric and Circe.

The defensive spell just added helped a lot. Although Circe could react quickly, Cedric might not. In any case, they have now landed on the ground safely.

Among the black-clothed crowd, a black figure standing at the front walked towards them. The moonlight shone through the dark clouds, and it was faintly visible that the black figure was holding something in his hand. Look more like a child.

Both Harry and Cedric were full of doubts. They looked at the most trustworthy person on their side, only to see Circe in a fighting posture, holding the wand tightly in his hand, and his left hand was not idle. Know what to take out of your pocket.

Although Harry and Cedric haven't understood the current situation yet, at least they understand one thing, the visitor is not good!

At this moment, Harry's scar split open in pain without a sound.He was so painful that he had to cover the scar on his head with his hands, and he knelt on the ground, wishing he could roll.Cedric on the side quickly squatted down to see Harry's situation.A cold voice came from the direction of the shadow: "Kill that tall and thin man."

A beam of green light followed the words, and Cedric's eyes widened. Before he could react, Circe stood in front of them, and then, the same or even stronger light went up to meet them, knocking him down. Not a trace of the attack was resolved.

"Hiss... Circe... Long time no see," the cold voice seemed not to care about this situation, or he had expected it, "I didn't expect you to grow up so fast after seeing you for a few years! Hiss...it's really enviable!"

"Long time no see," Circe replied with the same blunt words, "Mr. Voldemort, you're not bad either. When I first saw you, you had only one face, but now you've grown into a baby."

The clouds dispersed, the moonlight fell, and the child who was carried away in the arms of the people was clearly Voldemort.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Cedric would have wanted to laugh.

"You..." Voldemort was about to die of anger, but he thought of the idea that person helped him, so he held back his anger.

"It's impossible for you to use the last trick again, and now any potion won't work for me." The complacency in the tone almost overflowed, "Cersi who lost the potion, let me see what else you can do ?”

Circe frowned. She didn't know where Voldemort got the courage to be so provocative, but no matter what, she always had confidence in her potion.

She raised her left hand, holding a bottle of potion in her hand. The seal has not been opened yet. When Circe was about to move, she suddenly sensed a hint of danger, but she had no way to avoid it, because behind her, there was still a headache Harry with a defenseless Cedric.The next second, an irresistible force entangled her. Circe looked down and saw a thick and long python.

Circe quickly noticed the unusualness of this snake. It exuded Voldemort's unique dark magic aura all over its body, not to mention that it cooperated seamlessly with Voldemort, just like a ****.

—This is a Horcrux, Circe quickly judged.

That means that she can't solve it by ordinary means, because the Horcrux can only be destroyed by very special magical substances, and it is immune to most spells.

Before the python entangled even tighter, Circe made a wise decision. She gave up attacking the python, but used the last chance to cast the strongest protective spell she could currently use on Cedric and herself. , and when she wanted to give the same protection to Harry, who was further away, Voldemort discovered her little trick.

"Nagini!"

The boa constrictor strengthened in an instant, Circe grunted in pain, her hand loosened weakly, and the wand fell to the ground.

After Circe was brought under control, for Voldemort, things were almost half-successful, because the last spell cast by Circe could not be broken for a short time, and Voldemort had to order his men - the group of Death Eaters to control Cedric. Get up, and soon, even Harry, who had been struggling all the time, was tied to the huge marble tombstone by them.

The three watched helplessly as a small man pushed a huge stone pot towards Harry. It was Peter Pettigrew. After moving the huge stone pot to Harry, he still used his wand The stone pot was heated, and soon, flames emerged from the bottom of the pot.The liquid in the stone pot seemed to be easily heated, and bubbles and sparks appeared on the surface after a while, as if it was on fire.

Soon Peter put away his wand and said respectfully and timidly, "Ready, master."

"Now..." Voldemort's cold voice sounded.

Peter took Voldemort and put him in the cauldron.Soon Voldemort disappeared from the water.Although Harry knew that it was impossible to scald Voldemort to death, he still couldn't help thinking "It would be nice to be dead now! ... Please! Drown him!" There was a burst of noise, which was enough to show that Harry was delusional.

Peter muttered words.His voice trembled as he raised his wand: "Bone of the father unknownly given you will renew yourson."

Harry was surprised to see the cemetery under his feet split open, and a dead bone at an unknown time was thrown into the stone pot under the control of Peter Pettigrew. The water suddenly turned dark blue, and then Peter began to read again: "Flesh of the servant willingly given you will revive your master. ’ He took out a short sword and held out his fingerless hand.The next second, panting in pain, Cedric, who had been paying attention to his movements, endured the whole process and watched the little man cut off his right hand.The surface of the water, which was still dark blue just now, suddenly turned fiery red.

Immediately afterwards, Peter approached Harry, and everyone realized that the ceremony was not over yet: "Blood of the enemy forcibly taken you will resurrect your foe." The dagger that had just cut off Peter's right hand was placed on Harry's right arm, and Harry was helpless because he was bound too tightly Cedric struggled hard, but the Death Eater who was guarding him next to him issued a binding spell again, and Circe, who was still there, even fell into a coma.

Harry struggled, he felt blood trickle from his arms.Peter took out a small glass vial from his body and filled it with Harry's blood.Then go back to the stone cauldron and pour the blood into it.

Now, the liquid in the stone pot has turned white.At this moment, something flew from the original place and fell into the stone pot accurately. The exhausted Peter couldn't stop it, and his eyes widened in horror. Although the other masked Death Eaters couldn't see the expressions on their faces clearly, But they also turned their heads in a daze to see who disrupted the plan.

Nagini twitched limply on the ground, Circe's wand glowing red.

At this moment, the sparks in the stone pot suddenly went out, a puff of white smoke overflowed, and then, through the thick fog, a black silhouette of a person slowly rose from the stone pot. "Who is it?" An angry voice sounded from behind the fog, and the tall, thin man stepped out of the boiler and stared at Circe, with a suspicious red at the corner of his mouth... Soon, everyone present knew why Voldemort Will lose such a big temper, not long after he came out of the stone pot, a white shadow quickly jumped out, and then stepped on Voldemort's head, then quickly left and jumped into Circe's arms .Now, everyone could see clearly that it was a white wolf, resembling an arctic wolf. Although it was still very young, it was very agile.

The most unbearable thing was not walking out of the stone pot with a wolf, nor being stepped on the head by a wolf pup. Voldemort's gaze moved to his body, and following his gaze, everyone present saw it. The Dark Lord Voldemort, who has always been proud of his pure blood and always looked down on werewolves and thought werewolves were underground creatures, his lower body looks like a wolf.

Yes, Voldemort is back, as a werewolf!

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Brainstorm Voldemort, whose lower body is a wolf, laugh cry! hhhhhhhhhh