Hogwarts in Sharingan

After Dumbledore revealed the location of Voldemort's resurrection, Snape suddenly folded his arms and let out a small cry of pain.

The pain seemed very small, but Snape opened his eyes wide and looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

"He is back……"

Taking a deep breath, Dumbledore no longer hesitated and immediately ordered Snape to guard little Crouch.

Then he looked at Ethan and Moody.

"We can't leave Harry to stay with Voldemort alone. The plan is not ready yet, and something might happen to Harry."

"So let's go there together?" Ethan looked at Dumbledore eagerly, and Moody hammered his cane excitedly.

"That's right!"

Dumbledore stretched out his hands and held their arms tightly. In Snape's envious eyes, he disappeared with a "whoosh".

……

Harry really didn't know what to do.

Inexplicably, he took the glass bottle handed over by Percy, and was taken to a cemetery, and then tied to a tombstone by Peter Pettigrew.

Now Peter is setting up a big pot. After lighting the fire, it looks like the hot pot that Ethan described to them.

But the ingredients are your own? !

But the next second, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that the ingredients are a baby, a bone, an arm and its own blood.

If it were replaced with more normal ingredients, Harry and Peter would probably enjoy it together. After all, there are bones and meat...

But the liquid in the crucible boiled more and more, emitting a lot of steam and shooting out red sparks.

The scene became more and more weird. After putting in the baby-like Voldemort, the pot finally turned into a dazzling white color, and more water vapor burst out, submerging the whole area.

Harry's eyesight was not good to begin with, and now he couldn't see clearly. However, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger. In the end, he could see clearly what was going on even without glasses.

A man stood up from the crucible, tall and thin, like a skeleton.

As the steam gradually dissipated, Harry could see his face clearly.

Just like what he saw in the first grade, the face was pale, the eyes were red, the nose was as flat as a snake, and the nostrils had only two slits, like the two-hole socket that Ethan often mentioned.

Voldemort is back!

But Voldemort didn't pay attention to Harry immediately, and just regarded him as a tool for resurrection.

Voldemort immediately summoned his subordinates, the Death Eaters.

After a while, a dozen hooded figures appeared around the cemetery. When they appeared at the cemetery, they looked at the successfully resurrected Voldemort in disbelief.

But the aching arms did not lie, and they bowed respectfully and kissed his robe.Then silently gathered him and Harry in a circle.

Voldemort was satisfied with the respect of the Death Eaters, but he still had some resentment to express.

So he named the Death Eaters who came here one by one, and among them was someone Harry knew - Lucius Malfoy!

"It's nice to see you again, Lucius," Voldemort lifted Lucius's hood, exposing his golden hair to everyone, "I thought we would be friends, but unfortunately, I didn't do it to you. See your efforts to help me."

"Please believe it," Lucius said in a trembling voice, not wanting to look into Voldemort's eyes, "If I have any news about you, I will definitely come to you as soon as possible."

"I hope," Voldemort's slender fingers scratched Lucius's face, making him pale even more in fear, "I hope you can be more loyal, otherwise you will know the consequences.

Where are Crabbe and Goyle?Don't they dare to come over? "

"Master," Lucius hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "the two of them became vegetative, and they are still lying at home, unable to move."

"Why? No matter how stupid they are, they are also the patriarchs of two pure-blood families. How could they be done like this?"

For the first time, a puzzled expression appeared on Voldemort's face. There were also some Death Eaters who were not here tonight, but he thought they were all cowards, but he didn't expect that there would be those who couldn't survive lying in bed.

"It's all that Delarishi's fault," a Death Eater nearby yelled angrily, "On the night of the Quidditch World Cup, we wanted to cause havoc, but he broke us up!"

The Death Eaters all agreed.

"Yes, Crabbe and Goyle were beaten like this by him!"

"Master, you must avenge us!"

"It's all my fault..."

Voldemort raised a hand, silencing the Death Eaters' accusations.

"It seems that in my absence, a little student can turn you into a resentful woman?" Voldemort was very dissatisfied that the Death Eaters were cowardly like this, so he reprimanded loudly.

"That boy Delarisi ruined my resurrection plan, but he is our new friend——"

Voldemort's finger pointed at Percy who was standing in the distance looking at them coldly.

"-Percy Weasley's goal!"

The name Percy was unfamiliar to all the Death Eaters present, but the surname Weasley made them excited.

The first Weasley to side with them!

Harry also found it unbelievable. Although Percy was standing outside the circle now, his indifferent look made him feel strange!

The Weasley family treats him like a son, and coupled with Ginny's relationship, their relationship is not close.

And even Percy, who is usually serious and serious, is willing to help him in school.

But now, Percy actually chose to side with Voldemort!

Thinking of Percy's weird actions tonight, Harry had to accept this reality, even if it made him feel uncomfortable.

"So now, we have an important thing to do," Voldemort pointed his finger at Harry who was grieving alone, "This is tonight's special guest, Harry Potter!"

Voldemort walked up to Harry and pointed his finger on Harry's face as if introducing a guest.

"Because of that stupid woman, I failed to kill her child." Voldemort's face became ferocious, and his eyes were so cold that they were scary. "But now, I can touch his face arbitrarily, and I can also truly Kill him!"

Voldemort forced Harry's wand into his hand, then untied the rope, confidently letting Harry move freely.

Harry's hand held the wand tightly. He knew that he was likely to be in trouble this time. He also knew that it would be useless to say anything at this time and would only cause ridicule from his opponent.

"Come, let's duel," Voldemort spread his hands and looked at Harry as if he were an ant, "I can give you a decent death."

Peter on the side opened his mouth, but still didn't dare to say anything.

Harry looked at Voldemort in horror. He really didn't know how to face a resurrected Voldemort.

Suddenly, the teasing words Ethan once said came to mind.

"If you face an opponent you can't beat, you should face it with your head raised. This way you can at least die with some dignity."

Harry's eyes gradually calmed down.

"Come on, let's duel, Tom Riddle!"