Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 699: Return of Voldemort
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On the open ground, there was only a painful gasp and moan, wandering in the air.
Ivan opened his eyes and watched all this with quiet, it was almost done, only the last step ...
The man walked staggeringly in front of them, and blood had dyed his black robe red.
He completely disregarded it and let the blood splatter, the last trace of madness flashed on his face.
"The blood of the enemy is forced to give, and can revive your enemy!" he said indifferently, almost shouting with all his strength.
Harry is struggling desperately, trying to break free of the ropes that bind him.
He saw the silver dagger trembling in the single hand of the man in front of him through the slits of his eyes and stab him.
Harry cannot move, but can only watch the opponent's movements.
The next second, he felt the tip of the dagger pierce his arm, the pain in his heart, and blood ran down the torn robe sleeve.
The man who is still gasping for pain trembles and pulls out a small glass bottle from his pocket and puts it next to the Harry's wound.
A small amount of blood flowed into the bottle. He took the Harry's blood to the cauldron, and poured it into it.
The liquid in cauldron immediately turned into a dazzling white, viscous white liquid with a stench.
The man completed the task and knelt beside cauldron. He crooked and collapsed on the ground, holding his bleeding arm and gasping.
Beside him, cauldron is boiling violently, and the diamond-like Mars splashes outward, so bright and dazzling.
"Successful!" Ivan stared closely at the stone cauldron, Voldemort used Harry's blood to resurrect.
Harry ’s mother ’s blood spell will act on both of them, protecting Harry and becoming extremely powerful!
All of a sudden, Mars on cauldron goes out.
A white vapor rises from cauldron and merges with the surrounding mist to cover everything.
The senses are obscured and useless. The uneasy mystery is getting stronger and stronger, which is a creepy feeling.
Through the thick white mist, they saw a black figure of a man rising slowly in cauldron.
He is tall and thin, like a skeleton, with pale and strange skin.
"Dress me!" said the cold, sharp voice behind the steam.
The man moaning on the ground hurriedly climbed up, still protecting his residual arm.
He grabbed the baggy black robe from the ground and stood up and put it on his master's head with one hand.
The thin man stepped out of cauldron, put on his clothes, and stared at Harry with red eyes.
Harry saw the face that appeared frequently in his nightmares for three years. It was paler than a skeleton, with two big red eyes, a nose like a snake ’s nose, and two nostrils. .
Voldemort is back to life! ! !
Voldemort moved his eyes away from Harry, did not look at Ivan beside him, and began to examine his body.
His hand is like a pale big spider, his long and pale fingers are stroking his body, stroking inch by inch ...
His thighs, chest, arms, face, his movements are very slow, delicate and gentle.
The red eyes appear brighter in the dark, and the pupils are two slits, like cat eyes.
After slowly touching his entire face, he raised his hands and moved his fingers, his expression ecstatic.
Voldemort was immersed in the joy of his new body. For many years, he finally regained his life and returned to magic circle. He ignored the man who fell on the ground and twitched and twitched, ignoring Ivan, Harry and the big snake.
It didn't know when to swim back again, whizzing around Ivan and Harry.
The atmosphere is strange and quiet, the time seems to become extremely long.
Ivan knows that it is time to leave, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, there is no need to let Voldemort kill Harry here.
There are many things not ready yet, and he is not interested in staying at the Voldemort Resurrection Party.
The portkey(s) that Kreshkov gave to him was in his arms, and he had activated it when he first came.
There will be some time before they can leave here.
If something unexpected happens during this period, you can use the things Dumbledore handed to yourself ...
Finally, Voldemort looks after his new body and looks pretty satisfied.
He stretched his long fingers into a deep pocket and pulled out a wand(s).
He gently stroked wand(s) again, and then raised wand(s) high with a cold, sharp grin.
"I am back!" he said softly, "how many people remember me!"
Voldemort shook wand(s), the Dark Mark suddenly appeared in the air, and a snake spit out of the green skull mouth.
It is looming in the air, becoming more and more obvious, and the higher the higher, the Voldemort carefully examines it.
"They will all notice it, now, we will see, we will know ..." Voldemort's has a cruel look on his face.
He straightened his waist, raised his head, and scanned the desolate open space.
"How many people have the courage to come back after feeling it?" he murmured, "how many people would not come foolishly?"
He began to walk back and forth in front of Ivan and Harry, scanning the open space from time to time.
As for the man who groaned on the ground, he did n’t even look at it, as if the other party was a useless garbage.
The man used a special method to stop bleeding for himself, but he was still very weak and in a state of near death.
This surrender to Voldemort's Vampire(s), it seems that he did not expect his new owner to be so ruthless, he begged weakly.
Ivan watched all this coldly, calculating the time, holding Harry tightly with one hand.
Suddenly, Voldemort pointed wand(s) at the stall on the ground, and they flew high and fell in front of Ivan and Harry.
This is the ashes of his father, one of the necessities of his resurrection, and has now completely lost its usefulness.
The sight of Voldemort's fell on Harry again, and the snake's face twisted, revealing a cruel smile.
"Harry · Potter, we meet again!"
He hissed softly, "These bones, he used to belong to my father. He is a muggle(s) plus a fool, just like your mother. But they are all useful, right? When you were a kid , Your mother died to protect you, and I killed my father. See how useful he was after his death ... "
Voldemort laughed again, and he paced back and forth, glancing around, while the snake was still wandering on the grass.
"My mother is a wizard(s), she fell in love with him, fell in love with that muggle(s), but when she said her identity, he abandoned her, my father did not like magic!" Voldemort said softly, "like Like all stupid muggle(s), he left her and went back to his muggle(s) parents, when I was not born yet. "