A bead of light trembled, inches from the tip of Voldemort's wand. Harry didn't know why he was doing it, or what it would turn out to be...but he had never been so focused in his life, so intent on driving the Orb of Light into the tip of Voldemort's wand...slowly...slowly The ground...the pearl of light moved along the golden thread...it trembled for a moment...connected to the tip of the staff...

Suddenly, there was a scream of agony from Voldemort's wand, echoing incessantly...and then—Voldemort's red eyes widened in astonishment—a human hand made of smoke flew out of the tip of the wand and disappeared... ...it was the severed hand he had made for Wormtail...another scream of agony...a larger object emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand, a large grey thing, as if made of the densest thick Made of smoke... a head came out first... and then a chest and arms... an old man with a gaunt face.

At this time another head appeared...like a smoky gray head, this is a woman...

The two ghosts started walking along the inner wall of the golden net, and the Death Eaters were running around the golden net outside... There was nothing they could do, and they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The newly joined Krum was even more shocked. Could it be that the Voldemort camp that he had joined for less than an hour was about to collapse.

Now another human head was emerging from the tip of Voldemort's wand... a long-haired female ghost fell to the ground, staring at Harry, recognizing her resemblance to Harry from the appearance alone.

Then a tall man with unkempt hair rose from the tip of Voldemort's wand, fell to the ground like his wife, and straightened.

The two spoke to Harry, Harry nodded at the ghost in front of him, and lifted his wand vigorously, the golden thread was broken, the net of light disappeared, and the song of the phoenix disappeared immediately—but several of Voldemort's men died. The ghosts didn't disappear - they surrounded Voldemort so he wouldn't see Harry.

Harry ran with all his might, knocking the two stunned Death Eaters aside. He walked around, using tombstones as cover. Several incantations that attacked him were hit on the tombstone, and the whole process was a near miss.

"Stun him!" Voldemort yelled bitterly.

Krum followed throughout the pursuit, but obviously his role was not that big, and he didn't have a grudge with Harry, so he didn't need to be too aggressive.

Keep dodging, the trophy is getting closer and closer, Harry clenched his wand, pointed at the trophy with his wand and shouted: "The trophy is flying."

The trophy flew towards him. Harry grabbed the handle of the cup—

I heard Voldemort yelling furiously, but he couldn't stop Harry from escaping, the door key worked - he was swept away by a multicolored whirlwind... He went back.

Voldemort was furious, his eyes were fierce, and Harry Potter escaped under his nose, which really made her so angry.

His eyes changed, and the group of men staring at him were simply a bunch of trash, unable to catch even an underage wizard.

The Death Eaters were stunned, for fear that Voldemort would take his anger out on him, and Krum's legs were shaking, and there was a bit of the world's No. 1 Seeker style.

Wu Qizhe in the distance has checked Voldemort's rating through the system. There is no doubt that he is a B grade. He has now begun to retreat, and the task of defeating Voldemort can be postponed to the end. Although you want to defeat Voldemort, there is no need to die without a brain.

Quietly raised his wand, he planned to use "Apparation." Wu Qizhe moved slightly to make himself more concealed.

"Who is it?" Voldemort felt a wave of magic, and the next moment he Apparated.

The surrounding Death Eaters were bewildered, not knowing what was going on.

When Wu Qizhe was about to leave the cemetery, a figure appeared behind him out of thin air, grabbed Wu Qizhe's shoulder and pulled it hard.

Wu Qizhe, who had successfully performed Apparition, was interrupted halfway.

The body was thrown out and hit the tombstone.

Wu Qizhe quickly stood up and clenched his wand. In just an instant, he was surrounded by Death Eaters.

"Young man, I'm curious, why did you come to my resurrection feast? Did you come to worship me specifically?" Voldemort was not in a hurry to make a move. In his opinion, the young man in front of him couldn't make any waves.

"Master, I know..." Krum was about to speak, he had already seen Wu Qizhe disliked.

"Did I tell you to talk?" Voldemort glanced coldly.

"I was wrong, Master." Krum lowered his head in panic.

Voldemort looked at Wu Qizhe and waited for his answer.

"The great Dark Lord Lord Voldemort, I am really honored to witness your resurrection. It can be said that I am your most loyal admirer. For the outdated rules and regulations of the magic world, it is necessary for you, a great wizard who dares to innovate to break.. ." Wu Qizhe eloquently flattered, but he was thinking about how to escape.

"Young man, although your words are very appealing, if you don't come up with a little actual evidence to prove yourself, your end will be very miserable." Voldemort sneered.

"Of course I have evidence. The best evidence is that I can come here. All these are Mr. Crouch's instructions. Otherwise, how could I have come here. I am his inner responder at Hogwarts." Wu Qizhe Lingguang said in a flash.

"What evidence do you have?" Lucius stared at Wu Qizhe fiercely.

"What more evidence is needed for this, how confidential Mr. Crouch is disguised as Moody, will he tell me if I'm not his insider?" Wu Qizhe said seriously.

Voldemort was playing with his wand, looking thoughtful and looking at Wu Qizhe with cold eyes: "Young man, you overlooked a problem, you turned out to be Barty Crouch's inner responder, then why did you rush to leave just now! On this point, what you just said is completely unbelievable!"

In this way, Voldemort felt that his entire thoughts had been sorted out, and sneered: "Although I don't know how you know about Barty Crouch Jr. disguised as Moody, I'm sure you are definitely not his. Inside."

"..." Wu Qizhe was dumbfounded for a while and didn't know how to explain it, and he thought Voldemort's wisdom was too simple.

"You can't explain it to yourself, then you can die." Voldemort's face was cold, and Harry's escape made him very angry, just to kill the young man in front of him to ease the anger in his heart.

"Except for your weapon." Wu Qizhe took the first step, and the dazzling red beam rushed towards Voldemort fiercely.

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