A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 488 The Death and Return of Felix
The howling wind and swirling colors surrounded Harry, Ron, and Hermione, dragging them forward, and when Harry's feet touched solid ground again, they had come to a completely unfamiliar place.

This is a cemetery.

The three sat on the ground in shock.

"Where is this place?" Ron asked, "I can't see a trace of familiar place, I, we are in a cemetery?" The surrounding grass was overgrown, and black stone monuments stood all around. Harry shook his head, looked around, he I saw a tall yew, and behind the tree was the outline of a building.

On the left is a hill.Harry could make out a fine old house on the hillside.

"It seems that there is a problem with the trophy transmission." Harry said, looking around, the trophy was a dozen feet away from them.

"People from the Ministry of Magic will make such a low-level mistake?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Oh, Harry, look over there -" Hermione said nervously, pointing in one direction.

"Wind sound?" Ron guessed that the wind had picked up at night.

"It's a man, take up your wand." Harry said decisively, they squinted nervously into the deep darkness, and three figures walked towards them step by step between the graves.Is it a Muggle nearby?Harry thought, but he dismissed it quickly, they were both wearing wizard cloaks.

"Stop, who are you?" Harry called to the men.

Sniffs of sneering on the wind, never a sign of friendliness, Harry raised his wand, but they stopped a dozen feet away, reaching for the hood on their heads.Harry, Ron, and Hermione relaxed a little, and Harry only felt that the naked skin of the man in the middle was abnormally white, as if he had some terrible disease.

The man on the far left revealed his face. "Barty Crouch Jr.!" Hermione screamed.Harry was taken aback. He didn't care to pay attention to the person in the middle, and moved his eyes to the left. The memory of Christmas night half a year ago flooded his brain, "It's really you!"

"Potter," Crouch Jr. grinned, "you should call me a professor, after all I have taught you so much knowledge."

Ron next to him tugged at his sleeve. "Ha, Harry—"

Needless to say, Harry also noticed a pair of malicious eyes from the man in the middle.He had just unbuttoned his cloak, and his nose was as flat as a snake, with two slits for nostrils... Harry felt that this makeup looked very familiar. The man stroked his forehead with his pale and slender hands, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes between his fingers.

No warmth can be seen from these eyes.

"Voldemort?" he called out.

"How dare you call your master by his name!" Little Crouch drew out his wand angrily, but stopped him with one hand.A screeching voice like ice cubes followed, "These are my hard-won guests, Barty, and I allow their rudeness this time," said Voldemort.

"Master, why don't you let me deal with those two who are in the way?" Yaxley asked humbly, "I came out of the maze castle to contribute my own strength."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hadn't recovered from the great shock. The night air was like icy cold, and a heart-piercing coldness spread from the lungs to the whole body.

Voldemort, however, did not respond to Yaxley's words.His eyes were so red that it was difficult to distinguish the pupils from the whites of the eyes for a moment, but Harry could clearly feel the substantial gazes sizing him up, which were greed, hatred, and a trace of... fear?
Standing on the far left, Barty Crouch Jr. turned into a nice man again, lazily fiddled with his wand, and still gave Yaxley a contemptuous glance - he didn't know anything, In a hurry to take his place?Crouch Jr. licked his lips and smiled sickly.

"So you're resurrected?"

Harry took a step forward, putting Ron and Hermione behind him, and meeting Voldemort's eyes bravely.He had to try his best to attract the attention of the other side...to actively create opportunities...so that Hermione and Ron would have a chance to escape, and told the professor and Headmaster Dumbledore all this.

But his heart kept falling, as if falling into a bottomless abyss.A voice told him that the chances were too slim.Little Crouch was stronger than the three of them combined a year ago, not to mention the resurrected Voldemort.

Harry looked into Voldemort's eyes, trying to show his fearlessness.But without warning, his scar began to ache more intensely than ever in his life, and his head felt like it was about to explode.Harry covered the scar with one hand, and was still gripping the wand tightly with the other hand. The severe pain made him fall to the ground and convulse continuously, his stomach was churning, he kept retching, and even suspected that he would die in the next second up.

He heard Ron and Hermione yelling something, and then there were several sharp cracks in the air, and the sound of bodies hitting the ground heavily.

At this time, a sudden coolness came from his brain, which quickly soothed his pain.It's Occlumency.

"Tsk tsk, tsk tsk... your friend really cares about you," said Voldemort in a deadpan voice.

Harry opened his eyes, staring at him, blurry, the effects of the pain still lingering.It took several seconds to see Voldemort's face, which was close at hand-it should be the color of a corpse, the color of bones.There was no hair on his head, and his bright red eyes looked eerie in the dark, with the pupils degraded into two slits, like the eyes of a snake.

What did he just say?my friend?Harry thought of a terrible guess, no...don't... he struggled to get up, every move hurt like hell, but even so, he didn't let go of his wand.

If Ron and Hermione really... He couldn't imagine the possibility, his stomach started to churn again, and his finger was cut by the stone from clutching the wand.Harry gritted his teeth, feeling better about the pain.As he struggled to get up, he stared at Voldemort with hatred in his eyes.

He was answered with a cold and sharp smirk.

He staggered to his feet, shaking his head vigorously, and Voldemort stepped back silently, still staring at him with that disgusting look.

At this moment, Harry heard a faint moan, it was Ron!Harry was ecstatic in his heart, he was not dead, great!What about Hermione?He couldn't hear her, and the place to his left was dead silent, and Harry didn't dare turn around to make sure.

"You hit too hard, Yaxley, and almost killed the girl," said Voldemort softly. "Barty did well."

"Lord, master...?" Yaxley raised his head in confusion, while Barty Crouch Jr. sneered silently.

"I can use all three of them," said Voldemort softly, his eyes still fixed on Harry, "those two... are not only the best friends of Harry Potter, the Savior, but—according to Barty, they are all Befriend Felix Hemp?"

"Yes, my lord," said Barty Crouch Jr. respectfully, "especially the Muggle girl who's been Hap's assistant since her second year."

Voldemort sneered twice.

"The pure-blood family has completely degenerated, and the descendants have become waste, and even let the despicable Muggle seed climb on their heads."

He started pacing, walking up and down in front of Harry.Harry stood there with his eyes wide open, the wand in his hand clenched tightly. If he cast a spell on Voldemort at this time, and then used the Flying Charm to summon the trophy... No, Little Crouch and the Death Eater were staring at him. What about him?

Harry was distraught.Voldemort didn't kill anyone for the time being, but he knew it was definitely not because of kindness, but because he had a more evil plan.Harry's brain was running fast, and he was surprised to find that even though his physical condition was poor, Occlumency still worked independently, keeping him from falling into the abyss of despair.

"I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time, the meeting with the 'great savior' Harry Potter..." Voldemort said softly, Harry's peripheral vision followed his slender pale fingers, which held lightly A wand, as if any disarming spell could make the wand come out of his hand.

Harry was about to move.

Voldemort is too arrogant, he is defenseless and thinks he has no power to fight back. Could this be his weakness?
"...I was looking forward to being reborn with his blood, breaking the arrangement of fate, and then killing him in one fell swoop. But my plan failed," Voldemort said regretfully, his bare feet stepping on the dirt and grass, rustling Voice, "Hogwarts is more dangerous than it was 13 years ago, except for that Mudblood and Muggle protector, Albus Dumbledore... there is another Felix Hemp, who is more dangerous than the old Dun Bullido is more aggressive and proactive..."

"I had to abandon the best plan - after nearly losing my only loyal servant." Voldemort stopped, his snake-like eyes narrowed, and said unhappily.Harry tried not to stare at Voldemort's hand too clearly—

"So I settled for the next best thing...you don't know how frustrated I am, Harry Potter, I tasted frustration again..."

"Ex--" Harry yelled, and Voldemort waved his hand--

"Clap!"

The wand fell to the ground.Harry's eyes widened, he didn't see Voldemort's action at all, his reaction was too fast, as if he had been prepared.At this moment Voldemort turned around slowly, stared at him for a few seconds, raised his wand and said softly: "Cruciate!"

Harry felt all the bones in his body were burning, his head must have been split open along the scar, his eyeballs were bulging, and might burst under the tremendous pressure at any time, his body was bent in the opposite direction, as if to make him Fold in half.He wished it would stop quickly... wished he passed out... died...

Then, Harry found that the pain on his body had subsided a little, and there was a trace of warmth coming from his thigh, which was the amulet in his pocket!There are two forces protecting him at this moment, one is Occlumency, and the other is the knot that Nona gave him.Although each effect is weak, it does make a difference.

Voldemort's snake face twisted into a cruel satisfied smile, and the wand was pointed at Harry for an unknown amount of time—

The torment was finally over.

Harry was limp, his back was wet with sweat, and he was panting violently.His head was still on the ground, but he felt the ecstasy in Voldemort's heart.why is it like this?Does torturing himself make him happy?

Harry couldn't understand the emotion, but he was pretty sure that he was right - after all, there was no joy in him right now.

"Tie them up," Voldemort ordered softly.

A man came up, Harry had his face in the dirt, his wand was not far from him, but he couldn't get it, a rope was wrapped around him, he was dragged on the ground, and Ron caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye It was the same treatment as Hermione, Ron's legs twisted unnaturally, his face was pale, Hermione looked like a corpse, her chest didn't rise or fall at all.

Immediately afterwards, he was hoisted by the rope, and his back was pressed against the cold surface. He was stunned for two seconds before realizing that it was a black tombstone.He also saw clearly who the person in front of him was, Barty Crouch Jr., with a silver glove on one of his hands.

"Did you find out, Potter?" Little Crouch licked his lips nervously. "This is my reward from the Dark Lord." Harry glared at him. As he moved, the rope wrapped around Harry's body again and again, without a single gap from neck to ankle.

Little Crouch turned and left.

"Extend your arm," said Voldemort lazily, and Yaxley and Crouch Jr. held out their left hands at the same time, and Harry saw a bright red tattoo.Voldemort pressed his long, pale index finger on Crouch Jr.'s arm. The mark turned black, and Crouch Jr. made a slight gasp.

Voldemort straightened his back, threw his head back, and scanned the dark graveyard.

"How many would have the guts to come back after feeling it? How many would be foolish not to?" he murmured.

Voldemort began pacing again, scanning the graveyard from time to time.Harry doesn't know what's going on, but he thinks it must be something bad, and he's trying to figure it out, Apparating?No, he had lost his wand, and he couldn't do Apparation without a wand like Professor Happe, and there were two people beside him.

There was no way he could have escaped alone.

Wait, Professor Haip?Harry opened his eyes wide, desperately chasing that ray of spiritual light, desperately thinking about something related to Professor Haip... He finally thought of it, it was the Ring of Ouroboros.

In the third grade, Professor Hemp told him that the Ouroboros Ring of him, Ron and Hermione had been specially treated, and he could contact the professor on his own initiative, in order to guard against the pettigrew that could transform Animagus Peter.

But Harry was disappointed again, he didn't have the Ouroboros Ring with him at all.But...one of them might have.

He tried his best to turn his head and looked to his left, where Hermione was still unconscious.

"Hermione..." Harry whispered, he and Hermione were separated by the gap between the tombstones, but he was so tightly bound that he couldn't even reach out and kick, and what was worse, His struggle caught Voldemort's attention.

"Concerned about your friend? Potter?" Voldemort whispered, pacing over, "Even though she's just a lowly Mudblood, she's more useful than you think..." His eyes flicked to Hermione, Harry and Ron said maliciously: "Muggle, half-blood and pure-blood, what a dramatic combination!"

"Resuscitate quickly!" He pointed at Hermione with his wand, and Hermione opened her eyes weakly, and saw Voldemort who was close at hand. She opened her eyes wide in fear, and leaned back, which touched her wound and let out a cry. Moaning in pain.

But Voldemort turned his head nonchalantly, studying Harry.

"I think it would be better for your two best friends to witness your death." He had a cruel smile on his face, "And then, do you let the purebloods kill the mudbloods, or do the mudbloods kill the purebloods? Or, let them all die at the hands of that kid... I haven't decided yet, but I believe it will be a good show."

"You... dreaming," said Ron, twisting his face.

Voldemort looked at him and sneered twice, "Weasley? Disgusting family - Cruciatus!"

Ron screamed in pain.

"Do not--"

"don't want--"

Harry and Hermione yelled, but the smile on Voldemort's face grew stronger. "I like the feeling, the feeling of being in control of life and death..." He continued to point his wand at Ron, making him let out a painful groan. Howling, but this time the torture was not long, and Voldemort stopped on his own initiative after a short while, looking around.

Suddenly the air was filled with the rustling of cloaks.Wizards Apparate in every dark place.They were all hooded and covered their faces.Walking cautiously, Voldemort took a few steps and stood silently waiting.

A Death Eater fell to his knees, crawled up to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robes.

More and more Death Eaters did this, including Barty Crouch Jr. and Yaxley, and Harry was the only one standing besides Voldemort.

"You are welcome, Death Eaters," said Voldemort quietly, and he began to deliver his Homecoming Speech. Harry didn't pay attention, but gave Hermione a wink. He didn't dare to make it too obvious. hurt -

"I smell guilt...no one tried to reach out to me...didn't you know long ago that I took measures to prevent death? Yes, maybe you think there is a stronger power that defeated Voldemort and defeated the people you serve Master...such as the old man hiding in Hogwarts? Or the boy who survived the catastrophe in front of him?"

The Death Eaters kneeling on the ground raised their heads tremblingly, and when they saw Harry, they all gasped.

"Lucius, are you surprised? I heard your son is in the same grade as Harry Potter?"

"Lord, master," Lucius Malfoy's voice came from the densely packed ranks of Death Eaters, "The Malfoy family has always been loyal to you, Draco, Draco and Potter are sworn enemies in school He hates Muggles, hates Potter, hates Dumbledore as much as I do."

Lucius raised his head, "Master, it's great to have you back—"

"Lucius," said Voldemort lazily, "my cunning friend, hypocrisy is etched in your bones, and you, like the rest, never tried to find me... However, you were at the Quidditch Cup It's an interesting performance, I'm sure... you're still willing to take the lead in torturing Muggles, aren't you? Even though you let me down once... I hope you will serve me more faithfully in the future."

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

Next, Voldemort called names one by one, including those who didn't come. The Death Eaters kneeling on the ground seemed to be waiting for the trial of fate. Harry took the opportunity to keep gesturing to Hermione with his eyes. glance.

"Ouroboros Ring," Harry muttered softly.

Hermione stared at him, not listening.

"Ouroboros Ring." Harry raised his voice slightly, and this time, Hermione heard him.She nodded slightly to Harry and moved her arms in a small range. At this time, Voldemort finally completed the trial of the Death Eaters, and they reunited under Voldemort's banner.

"Next, is the climax of my return night, a scene I carefully prepared." Voldemort turned around, his slit-like nose expanded slightly, Hermione stopped immediately, and Voldemort raised his wand: "Let us Witnessed the death of Harry Potter."

All the Death Eaters raised their wands and said in unison: "Witness the death of Harry Potter!"

Harry felt that the rope that restrained him was suddenly loosened. With an idea, he fell in the direction of Hermione. With the help of his body, he yanked the rope on Hermione's body twice, and Hermione quickly put her hand into her pocket.

There were murmurs of laughter all around.

"Excuse me, I have to admit - the Boy Who Lived had to suffer a bit before that." Voldemort held his wand in a grim grin.

The crowd laughed even more.

"Come here and meet your fate," Voldemort said softly to Harry.

Harry dawdled as long as he could, buying time for Hermione.It's been so long, the school must have found them missing, no, they should have known from the time they held the trophy but didn't show up on the sidelines, but the school couldn't find them... this is Ouroboros The role of the ring.

"Oh?" Voldemort drew a long voice, "Harry Potter looks a little nervous, please step aside. I remember, you should have learned to duel?"

The Death Eaters scattered with laughter, and Harry limped to his own wand, picked up the wand on the ground, and picked up Ron's and Hermione's wands as well, and put them in his pocket .

"A child's trick." Voldemort sneered.

"Let's bow to each other, Harry," he said, bowing, but his serpentine face was always looking at Harry. "Come on, there are etiquettes... Dumbledore must expect you to behave well." Demeanor... bow to death, Harry..."

Harry stared at him stubbornly, and Voldemort's wand slightly lowered him, and he was bent over, and Voldemort kept him in this position for a while to humiliate him.There was laughter all around.

That's not bad... At least it's delaying, Harry thought.

"Then, the duel begins."

Harry quickly raised his wand, and the red light converged on the tip of the wand, but Voldemort hit him even faster, it was the Cruciatus Curse, and Harry fell to the ground in pain, feeling the white-hot knife cutting his body continuously , howling in pain, he stumbled towards the wall of Death Eaters, and he saw a Death Eater with light blond hair under a mask, one of his hands stuck in his pocket.

What is he doing?Harry couldn't help thinking that the next second he was pushed back by the Death Eaters around him.

"Does it hurt, Harry?" said Voldemort, his nostrils flaring excitedly. "Need a break? You'll have to learn to bear it, because I'll be using this spell... the Cruciatus Curse... until the end of your life." .”

The surrounding voices were muffled, and the Death Eaters looked at Voldemort with awe, and Voldemort was perfectly satisfied.

Harry found something unusual.Voldemort had only used one spell on him if he didn't count the one that knocked off his wand, plus the frightened expression he thought he had read wrong...Harry suddenly realized.

"You're afraid of me! Voldemort, you're afraid of me!" Harry yelled.

"What did you say, Potter?" Voldemort asked softly.

"You don't dare to use the Killing Curse on me, do you!" Harry shouted loudly, telling his guess, whether it is true or not, at least it can delay a little time, "You are afraid of the magical protection my mother gave me with her life, Worry about the spell bouncing back on you again and you're doomed! It's a complete joke!"

There was no sound from the Death Eaters around, save for the icy whimpering of the night wind over the weeds and yew branches.

Voldemort was silent for a short while, and then showed a cold smile, "I just want to torture you - Cruciatus!"

The spell hit Harry, but this time he didn't fall—he was trembling all over, but his eyes were fixed on Voldemort, "You are afraid, Voldemort! I wasn't sure at first, but now I believe it 100%. Mom's protection exists in my blood, you've had enough of this pain, haven't you!"

"It was once 13 years ago! It was another time when you possessed Quirrell on the back of his head three years ago! How miserable you were at that time, you should show these people how pitiful you are!" Harry taunted loudly, and Voldemort looked angry Broken, his pale and slender hands trembled for the first time.

"Cruciatus - Cruciatus - Cruciatus -"

Harry spread his arms fearlessly, giving up resistance.At this moment, a bloody ray of light descended from the sky, hit the ground heavily, and blocked Harry, "Ding Ding Ding!" The Cruciatus Curse missed.

Harry opened his eyes wide, and standing in front of him was a steel knight. He couldn't tell whether it was a magic puppet or a spell. He could barely make out that the knight was wearing a medieval armor with blood stains on his body, as if he had just He had just experienced a battle, and he held a huge shield in both hands.

"What—" Voldemort suddenly turned his head, looked into the air, and said through gritted teeth, "Felix Hemp!"

"It's me." Felix said calmly. He stood in mid-air, with a pair of silver wings swaying gently behind him.

"You came just in time," Voldemort said with a sneer, "I've been suppressing the idea of ​​looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come here by yourself—Avada gnawed a big tile!" Green light covered the sky, and Felix's silver wings flew Flash, the body suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

When he reappeared, he was already standing next to Harry and the knight, holding a ball of black lightning in his left hand.With a sharp swipe of his other hand, the ropes that bound Ron and Hermione loosened, and they staggered to their knees. "Take Ron and Hermione first, and use the trophy portkey, and the 'Knight' will protect you temporarily," he said to Harry.

A great hope surged in Harry's chest.

"Stop them!" Voldemort's snake face twisted, green light filled his field of vision, the knight pulled Harry aside to dodge, Felix turned around deftly to avoid the spell at the same time.He appeared in the air again, and the black lightning in his hand poured down, smashing into the ground with hundreds of bolts.

The Death Eaters scattered immediately, but there were still a few unlucky ones who were hit.

Felix noticed that Crouch Jr. moved towards Harry, his eyes flickering, and he pretended not to see it.

Harry found himself being led by the 'knight' to Ron and Hermione, "Thank you—" He didn't know what to say, maybe there was a wizard hidden in the armor, but he was suddenly stunned, because the knight was claimed The green light of the Fate Curse melted away a small part of the body, the shield at the top and the shoulder on the right side were gone, and the neat cut was corroded by something green.

"Harry, the trophy -" said Hermione weakly, helping Ron to his feet.

"The trophy—by the way, the trophy is coming!" Harry shouted, stretching out his wand, but the fighting around them was too fierce. Even though they were on the edge of the battlefield, they still suffered the aftermath. A large amount of soil was overturned, and black tombstones shot up into the sky He rose up and smashed towards Felix under Voldemort's control.

"Man, I think the trophy is that way," said Ron, grinning.

"Oh, that's right!" Harry said hastily, and he changed the direction of his wand, "The trophy is flying!" He heard the sound of breaking through the air, this time it was right, and suddenly a figure rushed out, "Bones are smashed!" He shouted with a grim smile on his face.

Harry, Ron and Hermione watched as the Shattering Charm smashed the trophy into pieces.

"Come with me, deal with Potter and the others! The master will deal with Haipu!" Little Crouch shouted loudly, and a dozen black shadows responded to him, and colorful spells struck them, and the knight stepped forward, Put the broken shield on the ground, and all the spells were bounced off.

"Go around to the back!" Little Crouch saw the flaw.

"Let's fall back!" Harry yelled, and the wand was drawn through the gap, and the Disarming Charm was cast silently.A Death Eater's wand came out of his hand and flew towards Harry. "Torn apart," Harry yelled again, and the wand broke into several pieces in mid-air.

"Where to?" Ron yelled, weighing on one foot.

Harry didn't answer, he saw Death Eaters circling behind them, and he had already reached their flanks, he quickly threw a few stun spells, but missed, but the fast and urgent spells made the two adventurous Death Eaters Startled, they didn't dare to approach unscrupulously again.

Hermione tugged at Ron, "There's a huge yew behind."

Harry had a problem at this time, he didn't know how to make the 'knight' obey, judging from the previous performance, it was quite intelligent, not like magic at all.

"We're going to fall back, you follow us, do you hear?" Harry said to the knight.

There was no response, and the knight just stood in front of them indifferently.

During this time, the Death Eaters surrounded him again.

"Back!" Harry said decisively, and at the same time propped up the Rune Armor Charm, they took a few steps back, and the knight, who had been silent all this time, started to move, followed by a step back, always standing in front of them.

"Really!" Harry was overjoyed, they quickly retreated to the yew, and under the protection of the huge tree trunk and half of the knight's shield, they barely maintained the situation.

"Here!" Harry pulled out two wands from his pocket, which he had picked up earlier.

"Fantastic!" Ron exclaimed palely.With the addition of Ron and Hermione, the Death Eaters' offensive was more cautious, especially after Ron used the Bright Flame Charm to turn a Death Eater into a burning torch.

The Death Eaters tried to extinguish the flames, but ordinary water had no effect at all, and after a while, the flames extinguished themselves, leaving the Death Eater dying.

"They're afraid of the spell! Should have thought of it - it works wonders on dark wizards!"

Hermione reluctantly used the ancient magic she had mastered, and the golden flame turned into a fire bird, and quickly flew to the side of a Death Eater, opened her mouth and pecked him on the face, and the Death Eater immediately let out a tragic cry.

"Help me!" he yelled.

Crouch Jr. summoned the stream of water, and the golden flame was extinguished very slowly, and the Death Eater was burned to a bloody mess.

"Is he dead?" Hermione asked tremblingly.

"What the hell!" Ron yelled.

But then, Hermione just let the firebird hover around the yew and the knight, sprinkled pieces of golden flames, no matter how little Crouch urged, the Death Eaters didn't dare to come forward.

"Use the Terminus!" cried Crouch Jr.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry saw the opportunity and released the Disarming Charm with all his strength. The red light of the spell was like a long laser beam. Little Crouch immediately raised the Iron Armor Curse, and Harry increased his magic power at the same time, and the beam sparkled everywhere With a splash, the three Death Eaters who were close to Crouch were hit, and their wands fell out of their hands and flew into the deep darkness.Ron then used the Stunning Charm—

"Only hit two," said Ron regretfully.

Harry glanced at the distance in his busy schedule, the cemetery has been completely destroyed, there are deep pits and gravel everywhere, Professor Haipu used continuous Apparition, and at the same time, seven afterimages were dragged out, and the spell formed a dense The airtight net surrounded Voldemort in the center, which was a well-laid trap.And the spell used by the professor turned out to be——

Avada Kedavra!

Voldemort summoned a silver shield from the thin air, and the Killing Curse hit the shield, making a "sizzling" sound, and the Killing Curse, which was weakened a lot in the next second, pierced through the shield with difficulty, but Voldemort had already taken advantage of this Kung Fu escaped.

Voldemort grinned grinningly, "It's a good tactic, but your Killing Curse is too weak, it's up to me!" He raised his wand, and then the figure disappeared in place.He was suspended in mid-air without the assistance of any wings, just walking against the wind and appearing on the right side of Felix.In an instant, the dazzling green light illuminated the small half of the cemetery——

"Awada gnawed on the big tile——"

The spell smashed Felix to pieces.

The fighting stopped for a moment.Everyone looked into the air, the green light hadn't dissipated yet, and the body fragments belonging to Felix Hepu were shining brightly, falling lightly like flower petals.

Lucius Malfoy, who had been paddling, had his eyes protruding, and he died like this?Where is Dumbledore?Are you so confident you can take on the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters?He immediately put his hand into his pocket, where there was the contact item that Felix had given him before, and now this item has become a hot potato.

……

"How is it possible?" Harry felt dizzy for a while. Although he knew that Voldemort was terrible, Professor Haip was equally powerful in his heart. He looked around in disbelief. Maybe the professor used Apparition, and the next time he came out Will give Voldemort a fatal blow.

Everyone seemed to have this idea in mind, they held their wands tightly and stared cautiously at the mid-air, where the stars in the night kept twinkling.

Harry's heart sank little by little, and the knight in front of him suddenly became transparent. It had resisted Voldemort's Killing Curse, but now it was heading for self-destruction without anyone attacking it...

Is Professor Haipu really dead?

Whether friend or foe, everyone needs to take a moment to accept this reality.Only Voldemort moved on the field. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and brushed his palm over his bald forehead with an intoxicated expression.

A great enemy is finally dead.

Another person moved, and Hermione took out the beaded bag and put her hand in it, "Please... please... it must be in it." She said in a tearful voice.

She took out the time converter, put it around her neck, and turned the knob on it, "Just three hours in advance." Her fingers kept trembling, and Harry and Ron looked at the small time converter at the same time. , There is a look in the eyes gradually.

At the same time, the knight who had been standing in front of them finally collapsed and turned into countless light spots, like fireflies scattered in the dark night.

"Oh——" Hermione trembled and turned around, two times, three times, and it was done—all the Death Eaters didn't know what happened.

"Bones to pieces!" shouted an unstoppable smug voice, Harry's eyes widened, and he hurriedly used the Iron Armor Charm, the magic barrier formed almost instantly, but a white light came in through the gap, and hit the Time-Turner directly superior.

The Time-Turner began to spin rapidly.

Hermione disappeared instantly.

"Where did that girl go?"

"What did she do?"

"Phantom Charm or Apparition—"

At this time, Voldemort's gaze also looked over. He was surprised not only by the disappearance of the Muggle girl, but also by the fact that Harry Potter was still alive and persisted until now.

There is a saying that Harry is right. Voldemort really didn’t have the courage to say the Killing Curse to Harry. He was worried that the nightmare 13 years ago would reappear, so he figured out a way to torture Harry with the Cruciatus Curse, which not only showed his majesty , without worrying about spell rebound.

But apart from the death of Felix Hemp, nothing happened tonight.

Voldemort kept silent, expecting someone to find out his "embarrassment" and offer to help him solve the trouble of Harry Potter.Barty Crouch Jr....Lucius Malfoy...they'd all guessed what they were thinking.

Subtle footsteps sounded, like a thunderbolt in the silent night.Hermione ran out from behind the giant yew tree—

"Hermione!"

"Hermione!"

Harry and Ron were overjoyed. They knew how the Time-Turner worked. For Hermione, hours might have passed, but for them it was only the blink of an eye.Harry had been worried about the Time Turner being affected by Crouch's spell, but now that Hermione appeared, it meant she had succeeded.

"Hermione, teach him—" Harry was about to speak, but was suddenly bounced away by a surge of force from her body, and Hermione's body began to burst into dazzling golden light.Her appearance is rapidly aging... No, it should be said that she is growing up. She seems to be ten years older all of a sudden, but in the next second she changes back to her original appearance, as if everything before was an illusion.

"Click!"

The Time-Turner on her chest shattered.

"It's time—" Little Crouch shouted, a huge sense of crisis welled up in his heart, he absolutely believed in his own feelings, "Master save—"

But Voldemort also moved out of position early.Standing on a high hill, he happened to see a black bolt of lightning go through Little Crouch's head—he was dead.

"Felix Hemp!" He looked around in horror. "Where is it?"

He saw Felix.More like a ghost than a real person, a vengeful ghost.Felix's whole body was covered with dense and strange lines, and his body glowed strangely, looking colorful.

"Teach, teach, teach, professor?" Ron was dumbfounded. The professor's face seemed to be completely demonized, and suddenly he looked more permeable than Voldemort next to him.

"It's me." Felix grinned. His teeth were also made of runes, and Ron even recognized one or two of them.

"Put your hand on my arm," said Felix.While speaking, a large number of light spots came from all directions and filled his body.Harry, Ron, and Hermione did at the same time, and then Felix held out his other hand, and a wand fell into it.

He looked around, and the Death Eaters avoided his eyes.Only Voldemort looked at him condescendingly, with an unfathomable expression.Felix smiled, scared silly?
He directly casts Apparation and disappears from the graveyard.

The next second, Felix, Harry, Ron, and Hermione appeared in a temporary tent outside the maze castle.

"Professor, you really did it! Resurrected from the dead - my God!" Hermione yelled in surprise, and Harry and Ron were also full of joy.

Felix smiled at them, and suddenly fell limply.

"professor--"

"Professor Haipu!"

"professor--"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione shouted at the same time.At this moment, the inside and outside of the labyrinth castle has become a mess.

(End of this chapter)