[HP] Guardian

The air was suddenly filled with the puffing of cloaks.Between the graves, behind the fir trees, in every shadowy place wizards apparated.They were all hooded and covered their faces.They walked over one by one... slowly and carefully, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.Voldemort stood silently waiting.A Death Eater fell to his knees, crawled up to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robes.

"Master...Master..." he whispered.

The same goes for the Death Eaters behind him, each crawling up to Voldemort on their knees, kissing his robes, then stepping aside, standing up, forming a silent circle and placing Tom Riddle's grave, Harry, Voldemort's Surrounded by Peter who collapsed on the ground, weeping and convulsing.But there are still some gaps in the circle, as if waiting for others to join.Voldemort, however, no longer seemed to expect anyone to come.He looked around at the hooded faces. Although there was no wind, there seemed to be a slight rustling in the circle, as if the circle trembled.

"Welcome, Death Eaters," Voldemort said quietly, "13 years... It's been 13 years since we last met. And yet you answer my call just like yesterday... That is, we are still united under the Dark Mark !Yeah?"

He raised his hideous face, opened his two slit-like nostrils and sniffed.

"I smell guilt" he said "there's a stink of guilt in the air"

The circle trembled again, and it seemed that everyone wanted to step back, but dared not move.

"I see you all in good health and magic as before... so swiftly arrived! I asked myself...why haven't these wizards come to help their master, the man they swore their allegiance to forever"

No one spoke, no one dared to move.Only Peter fell to the ground, weeping with his bleeding arm.

"I answer myself," said Voldemort softly, "they must have believed me, thought I was finished. They slipped back among my enemies and said they were innocent, ignorant, bewitched..."

"I asked myself again, but why do they believe I won't make a comeback? Don't they know that I took measures to prevent death a long time ago? Didn't they witness me countless times when I was stronger than any wizard? Prove that you have unlimited potential?"

"I answered myself that perhaps they believed there was a greater power capable of defeating Voldemort...perhaps they had now pledged their allegiance to someone else...perhaps the leader of the Lower Ribbons, the protector of the Mudbloods and Muggles, Albus Dunbar bully"

Hearing Dumbledore's name, the members of the circle rioted, and some people muttered and shook their heads.Voldemort ignored him.

"This disappoints me...I admit I'm disappointed..."

One of the circles suddenly fell to the ground, prostrate at Voldemort's feet, shaking from head to toe.

"Master!" he screamed. "Master, forgive me! Forgive us!"

Voldemort sneered and raised his wand.

"Piercing to the bone!"

Voldemort raised his wand.The executed Death Eater lay flat on the ground, panting heavily.

"Get up, Avery," said Voldemort softly, "Get up. You beg me to forgive? I will not forgive. I will not forget. Thirteen long years...I want you to pay off your debts for thirteen years before I will forgive you .Wormtail has paid some debts, hasn't he, Wormtail?"

He looked down at Peter, who was still sobbing.

"You came back to me, not out of loyalty, but out of fear of your old friends. You deserve this pain, Wormtail. You know that, don't you?"

"Yes, Master" Wormtail groaned/groaned "Please, Master...please..."

"But you helped me gain a body." Voldemort looked at Peter sobbing on the ground, and said indifferently, "Although you are a despicable traitor, you helped me... Voldemort will not treat those who helped him badly..."

Voldemort raised his wand again, waved it in the air, and the tip of the wand drew a band of light like molten silver, shapeless at first, then twisted into a gleaming human hand, as bright as moonlight .It flew off by itself and settled on Peter's bleeding wrist.

Peter stopped sobbing suddenly, his breathing heavy and harsh.He raised his head and looked at the silver hand in disbelief.It fit seamlessly on his arm, as if he were wearing a dazzling glove.He tried to bend his shining fingers, and tremblingly picked up a twig from the ground, crushing it into powder.

"My master" he said softly "Master...so beautiful...thank you...thank you..."

He crawled over on his knees and kissed Voldemort's robes.

"I hope your loyalty will not waver again, Wormtail," said Voldemort.

"No, my master...never, my master..."

Peter stood up and joined the circle, his face still wet with tears, looking over and over at his powerful novice.Voldemort walked towards a man to Peter's right.

"Lucius, my cunning friend," he said in a low voice, stopping before the man, "I have heard that you have not given up on your past deeds, though you have put on a sanctimonious face before the world. I believe you still Would you like to take the lead in torturing Muggles? But you never went looking for me, Lucius... Your actions at the Quidditch World Cup were interesting... but wouldn't it be better if you spent your energy on finding and helping your master ?"

"Master, I have been very careful." Lucius Malfoy's voice quickly came from under the hood, "As long as there is any signal from you, as long as there are any rumors about your whereabouts, I will rush to you immediately, what? Can't stop me..."

"But last summer when a loyal Death Eater launched my mark into the air, you escaped," said Voldemort lazily, and Lucius suddenly shut up "Yeah, I know that, Lucius ...you let me down...I hope you will serve me more faithfully in the future"

"Of course, master, of course...you are generous, thank you..."

Voldemort took two steps, stopped, and looked at the gap between Lucius and the person next to him, which was enough for two people to stand.

"The Leicesters should stand here," said Voldemort softly, "but they were buried alive in Azkaban. They were loyal. They would rather enter Azkaban than abandon me... when Azkaban was breached Afterwards, the Lesters will be rewarded beyond their dreams. Dementors will join us...they are our natural allies...we will recall the banished giants...I will find all my loyal servants and have a new batch A magical creature that everyone fears..."

He continued walking, passing some Death Eaters without making a sound, and stopping in front of others.

"McNeil...Wormtail told me that you'll have something better for you to do before you destroy dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic, McNeill, and Voldemort will provide..."

"Thank you, master... thank you" McNeill murmured.

"Ah" Voldemort walked up to the two largest hooded figures "ah...you'll do better this time, won't you, Crabbe and you, Goyle"

The two bowed awkwardly and muttered foolishly.

"Yes, master..."

"Yes, master..."

"What about you, Nott?" Voldemort whispered to a hunchback in Mr. Gower's shadow.

"Master, I prostrate before you, I am your most loyal..."

"Enough," said Voldemort.

He walked up to the largest gap and looked at it with hollow red eyes as if someone was standing there.

"Here are six Death Eaters missing...Three died for me, one didn't have the guts to come back...will pay the price. Another, I think left me forever...He will be executed, of course...One is still My most loyal servant, he has returned to my service"

There was a small commotion among the Death Eaters, and the masked men exchanged furtive glances.At this time, no one noticed that Harry had already spat out the cloth in his mouth, and was hanging his head, waiting for Voldemort to turn to him.

"He is at Hogwarts, my loyal servant, thanks to his hard work, our little friend will come here tonight..."

"Yeah, now that we're done reminiscing about the old days, it's our turn." In an instant, Harry stretched out his hand and swung Phoenix Tail Feather's magic wand back into his hand, and the ropes tied to his body were shattered to pieces. Obviously, everyone was surprised at this time. Voldemort stepped forward with a twisted smile, clearly furious that Harry had humiliated him in front of his men.

"No one taught you not to interrupt the conversation casually, it's heartbreaking!" Harry waved his hand, and Voldemort's spell was successfully blocked.There was a frightened hiss from among the Death Eaters, and Voldemort's serpent face took on a frenzied hue.

"Avada Kedavra" A green light shot out from Voldemort's wand, at the same time a red light shot out from Harry's wand, the two lights met in the air, the wand suddenly vibrated as if electrified, and a thin A beam of light connected the two wands, neither red nor green, but dazzling gold.

Harry felt his feet lift off the ground, and he and Voldemort were both up in the air, the two wands still held together by that gleaming golden thread.They flew from Voldemort's father's tombstone to a field without a grave... Death Eaters were shouting, asking for Voldemort's instructions.They followed and surrounded Harry and Voldemort again.Serpents swam behind their feet, and several drew their wands...

The piece of money connecting Harry and Voldemort suddenly split, but the two wands were still tightly connected, and a thousand arcs of light appeared above Harry and Voldemort.Arcs of light interweave around them, culminating in a domed golden mesh, a cage of light.The Death Eaters surrounded the cage like wild dogs, their barking strangely muted...

"Don't move!" Voldemort yelled to the Death Eaters, and Harry saw his red eyes widen in astonishment. He could see that he was shocked by what he saw, and he was trying to break the loose link between the two wands. Split light filament.Harry chuckled inexplicably, the money was still connected together "Don't move without my order!" Voldemort shouted at the Death Eaters.

Suddenly there was a burst of fairy music in the air... it came from every fiber of the light web vibrating around Harry and Voldemort, the song of the phoenix.

"Tom Riddle, since you have abandoned this identity, why do you still care about the past when you come back here?" Harry laughed sarcastically.

His wand vibrated more violently...the golden thread connecting him to Voldemort changed...a large bead of light slid back and forth along the light thread...Harry felt the wand tremble in his hand, and the light began to slow down. Slowly sliding towards him... the bead of light was moving away from Voldemort and towards him, his wand vibrating violently.He concentrated all his thoughts, and the light beads pressed towards Voldemort.

"You think I care...it's just the material to revive me." Harry's ears echoed the song of the phoenix, and his eyes were firm, spouting anger...Slowly, slowly, the trembling light beads stopped, and then Also slowly started moving towards the other end... Now Voldemort's wand was vibrating violently... Voldemort looked shocked, almost frightened...

"He who abandons himself is doomed to be abandoned by everyone." A light bead trembled, only a few inches away from the tip of Voldemort's wand.Slowly...slowly...the bead of light moved along the gold wire... trembling for a moment... connected to the tip of the rod...

Suddenly, Voldemort's wand let out a scream of pain, which echoed endlessly... Then... Voldemort's red eyes widened in surprise... A human hand formed of thick smoke flew out of the tip of the wand and disappeared... It was he who The severed hand that Peter had made... Another scream of pain... A larger object emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand, a large gray thing that seemed to be made of the densest smoke... One came out first The head...followed by the arms and body...was an old Muggle man.Leaning on crutches, he looked at Harry and Voldemort with a little surprise, at the connected wand and gold net...

"So, he's really a wizard," said the old man, looking up at Voldemort. "This guy killed me...you fight him, boy..." Voldemort's red eyes were still staring in surprise... Faintly heard the food The Dead Apostles screamed in terror as they circled around the edge of the golden net...

Another head appeared... like a smoky head, this is a woman... Harry pursed his lips slightly, his current magic power did not fear Voldemort.He saw the woman fall to the ground, straighten up like the others, and look... The ghost of Bertha Jorkins stared wide-eyed at the struggle before him.

"Don't let go!" she cried, echoing as if from far away. "Don't let him hurt you, Harry, don't let go!"

The two ghosts began to walk along the inner wall of the golden net, and the Death Eaters ran around the golden net outside... The ghost who was killed by Voldemort walked around the duelist, encouraged Harry in a low voice, and at the same time gritted his teeth at Voldemort Said something Harry couldn't hear.

Now another head emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand...Harry knew who she was at a glance, because it was the person he wanted to see most tonight...

The ghost of a long-haired woman fell to the ground like Bertha, straightened up and stared at him...Harry looked into his mother's face and smiled softly.

"mother"

"Your dad is here too..." she said softly, "He wants to see you...it will be fine...hold on..."

And he came out... first the head, then the body... a tall man with shaggy hair, the spirit of James Potter rose from the tip of Voldemort's wand, fell to the ground like his wife, and straightened up.He approached Harry, looked down at him, and spoke to him in the same distant, echoing voice, but so low that Voldemort could not hear him... Voldemort was terrified to see the man he had killed walking around. pale face...

"We'll only be here for a short while after the connection is lost...but we'll buy you time...you'll have to get the Portkey and it'll take you back to Hogwarts...get it, Harry"

"Understood," Harry replied a little choked up.

"Spray," his father whispered, "Get ready to run...Sprinkle now..."

"Okay" Harry shouted loudly, he raised his wand vigorously, the golden thread broke, the light net disappeared, and the singing of the phoenix also disappeared, but the ghosts who died under Voldemort's hands did not disappear, they Surround Voldemort so he cannot see Harry.

"In the name of my blood, burn impure souls; sacrifice unrighteous flesh, curse the souls of demons, use the dead souls as witnesses, destroy evil souls, purify the flames of the world, follow my guidance, and all things will end" But at this time Harry did not run away, he quickly changed his wand, he knew that the phoenix tail feather wand could not hurt Voldemort, he pulled out the white yew wood griffin tail wand, pointing the tip down to the bleeding hand , quickly say the curse.As the words fell, Harry suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead under the Painless Curse, and blood fell from his forehead, polluting his vision.

"Ah! Stop him!" Voldemort screamed and trembled on the ground, and a Death Eater was running towards him.Harry endured the severe pain and grinned strangely. He waved his hand lightly, and the two Death Eaters fell to the ground, wailing all over the ground for a while.His expression frightened the rest of the Death Eaters, they stopped hesitantly, how could the rumored savior be more terrifying than the Dark Lord.

"Here comes the trophy," Harry yelled, pointing at the Triwizard Cup with his wand.The trophy flew towards him, and Harry grabbed it by the handle, and the Portkey sent him back.