The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"Let's go, let's go hold the resurrection ceremony."

As soon as Voldemort said this, Peter Pettigrew was obviously stunned for a moment, and said anxiously:

"But you haven't gotten Link Foley's blood yet."

"Do you think we can still get this blood now?"

Voldemort said with great ridicule. After speaking, he glanced at the full-armored Death Eater next to him with disdain, as if he was asking the other party why he didn't continue to criticize.

However, the armored Death Eater paid no attention to Voldemort and still looked at the battlefield below without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, Voldemort snorted coldly and once again urged Peter Pettigrew to take him to perform the resurrection ceremony.

The current situation cannot allow him to wait any longer. The top priority is to resurrect immediately and restore his strength. Only then can he reverse the strength on the field and continue to plot Link's blood.

Although this will prevent his strength from being maximized after resurrection, that's all it can do for now.

At Voldemort's urging, Peter Pettigrew finally reluctantly moved to a huge crucible not far away.

Voldemort had made a lot of preparations for this ritual, and now the liquid in the huge crucible had already been boiling by the flames, and Harry Potter, who was in a coma, was also imprisoned next to the crucible.

"Quick! Right now..."

Voldemort, who was being held by Peter Pettigrew, couldn't wait to shout. After hearing this, Peter Pettigrew no longer hesitated. He used his trembling hands to uncover the swaddling clothes and threw Voldemort, who was as weak as a baby, into the crucible.

"Fizz!"

There were bursts of strange noises in the crucible, and the potion inside kept rolling and boiling. The bubbles exploded and released a disgusting aroma of stewed meat.

At this moment, Link, who was in the center of the entire battlefield, sensed something. He turned around and looked at Peter Pettigrew and the crucible in the distance. His blue eyes widened.

Their biggest crisis finally appeared tonight!

If Voldemort is resurrected, basically all of them present will die!

"Charge towards that place!" Link pointed in the direction of Peter Pettigrew with a solemn expression. "We must stop them from completing the ritual! No matter what the cost!"

As soon as Link said this, the magical animal hunters were the first to react.

They didn't care whether Link's order was right or wrong, and just started attacking in the direction Link pointed with various weapons.

Although the old German wizards were hesitant, they had extensive knowledge after all. They understood the significance of the ceremony held by Voldemort with just one glance. In an instant, they all became more excited than the magical animal hunters.

Link's magic power has recovered a lot after being nourished by the potion and resting for a while. As the commander of this charge, he naturally couldn't be timid and rushed to the back with his wand.

Their sudden charge left the Death Eaters somewhat baffled. The Death Eaters in their path were blown to pieces without even a chance to react.

But at the same time, the sides and rear of the entire stormtrooper team were also pursued by the Death Eaters due to the change in formation and attack point.

Although Link had deliberately stayed at the rear to cut off the rear for everyone, several hunters on the side were still hit by the Death Curse and were forced to leave their lives here forever.

Looking at the gray corpses, Link's expression was very gloomy.

He wasn't just angry about the deaths of these hunters.

After all, these hunters don't actually have a deep relationship with him, and from Link's perspective, they are not private soldiers of the Foley family, but are similar to long-term mercenaries.

Faced with their deaths, Link only had some instinctive human empathy at best.

The main reason that really changed his mood was that the Death Eater in full armor who had been watching the battle from a distance was officially over!

At this moment, he has gathered a large number of Death Eaters, blocking the path that the stormtroopers must pass through!

Boom boom boom!

Hunters don't care who you are.

Seeing that someone dared to stop them, they took advantage of the long range of the ballista and fired a volley first.

Then other hunters and old German wizards also launched a volley of magic spells after entering the attack range.

All of a sudden, the area where the Death Eaters in full armor were located was covered by explosions of various colorful spells.

Unfortunately, the armored Death Eater had already commanded the other Death Eaters to set up a golden semicircular protective shield composed of the 'Strengthening All Protection Spell'.

The stormtrooper's attack basically didn't cause any trouble to the Death Eaters, except for the subsequent shock wave that caused a little damage.

When Link saw this, he no longer stayed behind. He turned into a shadow and crossed the crowd, rushing straight towards the opponent.

"Break it for me!"

Accompanied by his violent drinking.

The hair-thin water-cutting knife was wrapped with the power of the curse that rotated at high speed like a drill, and stabbed hard on the golden light shield.

hum!

The moment the two came into contact, a large amount of golden light dust was removed from the light shield, and the drill bit itself penetrated deeply into it.

But that's all.

Sensing the crisis, the full-armored Death Eaters were already waiting behind the light shield. The wand exuding golden magic power stabbed hard, and the tyrannical power directly pushed back Link's attack.

After doing all this, the armored Death Eater had no intention of continuing to attack, but hid behind the light shield and looked at Link quietly.

His entire face was covered by a mask, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

But his pair of light brown eyes exuded a mocking charm, which made Link feel angry.

"Made! Come here! Use the dragon hunting crossbow to blast me with fire! I want to see how long your magic power can last!"

Amid Link's roar, the hunters once again fired volley after round at the light shield.

Such an attack cannot be said to be useless. After all, it is consuming the magic power of the Death Eaters, but the effect is very slow.

The old German wizards who arrived a little late became a little disappointed when they saw that Link had adopted this tactic, and then they wanted to persuade Link to change his mind.

But before they could speak, Link rushed to them first and said:

"Old sir, please cast All Curses Again to break this turtle shell. You don't have to worry about being interrupted from casting spells. The current attacks of the hunters are the best cover for you."

"what?!"

The tall wizard at the head was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his eyes lit up again.

It seems that this young master Link is quite talented in tactics!

The tall wizard felt a little excited and relieved, patting his chest and promising:

"Don't worry, leave it to us, young master!"

After saying that, he led all the old German wizards, approached the golden light shield under the cover of artillery fire, and began to arrange the ending of all curses.

Looking at their leaving figures, Link's expression became even more gloomy.

Although it is much faster than relying on attacks to forcibly wear away the magic power of the Death Eaters, the release of All Curses still requires time to prepare.

And what he lacks most now is time!

At the same time, Peter Pettigrew was stirring the crucible and observing the movements on the battlefield.

When Link launched his charge just now, he almost gave up on Voldemort and ran away.

Fortunately, the armored Death Eater's support came quickly enough to stabilize him.

However, he also felt very strange about the current behavior of the Death Eaters in full armor.

You must know that he can only be regarded as Voldemort's nanny at best, and he is still very incompetent.

He didn't know much about Voldemort's secret plans and how Voldemort gathered so many people.

To his death, he knew that Voldemort had been cooperating with the master behind the armored Death Eater.

However, according to his observations, the cooperation between Voldemort and the group of armored Death Eaters was actually not pleasant.

Even not long ago, the armored Death Eaters used the excuse of attacking Link Foley to deal with the ordinary Death Eaters that Voldemort had worked so hard to recruit.

Why would such a person step forward at such a time and risk his life to help Voldemort block Link Foley's army?

Peter Pettigrew didn't understand the reason at all, just like he couldn't understand why James and Sirius resisted Voldemort so resolutely.

Fortunately, he was very self-aware. When faced with such incomprehensible things, he simply stopped thinking about it and began to concentrate on Voldemort's resurrection ceremony.

Seeing Voldemort's mutilated and weak body completely melting into the crucible, Pettigrew finally stopped stirring.

He picked up the wand, closed his eyes, and chanted to the night sky with a trembling voice:

"The bones of your father, accidentally donated, can bring your son back to life."

A small piece of old finger bone slowly flew out of Pettigrew's arms and landed gently in the crucible.

After being stirred, the liquid surface that shone like mercury broke apart. With a weird hissing sound and sparks bursting, the entire liquid in the crucible instantly turned bright blue.

Seeing this, Pettigrew trembled even more.

He took out another silver-white dagger from his arms with difficulty, and sobbed in a voice full of fear:

"The flesh of your servant...given voluntarily, may your master be restored to life!"

After finishing his words, Pettigrew stretched out his incomplete right hand, then held the dagger in his left hand and slashed hard!

"what!"

The ear-piercing screams pierced the night sky.

Pettigrew wailed and pinched his wound, curling up on the ground.

And his ugly severed hand fell into the crucible, causing the potion in the crucible to boil more violently and turn into blood-like red.

After a long time, Pettigrew's wail became fainter.

His chest was still heaving violently, and uncontrollable moans continued to come from his mouth and nose.

But even so, he still endured the severe pain and crawled to Harry's side, then stabbed Harry hard on his arm.

This sudden pain finally woke Harry up.

He covered the wound with his hand and slowly opened his eyes.

What he saw was the ugly and twisted face of Peter Pettigrew.

"ah!"

Frightened, Harry struggled hard. Even though his whole body was restricted by the confinement spell, he still escaped far away after the explosion.

However, it was too late.

Peter Pettigrew didn't care about Harry at all, but carefully raised a glass potion bottle.

At the bottom of the medicine bottle, there was a small amount of Harry's blood.

"The blood of your enemy, forced... to sacrifice, can resurrect your enemy!"

Pettigrew suddenly seemed to be energetic, his face turned red, he stood up with a roar, and walked towards the crucible while reciting a spell.

step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

……

He finally got close to the cauldron and poured Harry's blood into it!

"Mission...completed."

Pettigrew murmured and fell to the ground, holding his broken arm and continuing to wail and sob.

At this time, the potion in the crucible was boiling, and diamond-like sparks were splashing everywhere. They were so bright and dazzling that they turned everything around them into a color like black velvet.

At the same time, the old German wizards on Link's side finally completed the casting of All Curses.

As a slender silver-white light rose from the crack in the ground, the golden light shield that had troubled Link and others for a long time instantly disintegrated!

Then, the hunters who had been prepared fired another round of crossbows!

How could the Death Eaters, who were already exhausted trying to maintain their light shields, avoid such a range of attacks? They were all turned into pieces of flesh in the explosion.

The Death Eater in full armor was probably the only Death Eater on the scene who still had some strength left.

The moment the explosion came, he turned into a ball of black mist and rushed out of the bombing range, and even saved two already desperate Death Eaters.

"Come on me!"

Link led the charge with red eyes.

The fully armored Death Eater next to him had no intention of stopping Link and the others at this time, and just stood there and watched from a distance with a proud look.

This made the ominous premonition in Link's heart even more intense.

Sure enough, when he led the men to actually charge near Peter Pettigrew, Link was surprised to find that the flame under the huge cauldron had actually gone out.

Large streams of steam floated out from the crucible, covering everything inside the crucible.

Immediately afterwards, a slender, skeleton-like black figure slowly stood up from the crucible.

Just by looking at this figure, a strong chill rose in the hearts of Link and others, forcing everyone to stop, even the old German wizards.

"Put my robe on!"

A cold and sharp voice pierced out of the thick fog.

Peter Pettigrew sobbed and groaned as he grabbed a bundle of black robes from the ground, stood up and put it on his master's body with one hand with difficulty.

Then, the figure jumped out of the thick fog with great strength, completely revealing his pale, ferocious, terrifying face that only appeared in nightmares to everyone.

"call!"

Link took a long breath.

His mood became extremely complicated, but the magic power around him became even more surging.

Voldemort is back!