HP monster

He was very satisfied, or it can be called Voldemort's touch. He listened to me at the dinner table, then cut the steak on his plate and gave me a small piece.

Thanked him almost flattered, and he just smiled and continued eating.

After finishing the meal, he wiped his mouth, stood up and said to me: "24th, this is a day that was originally planned, a...a magical day, even if the plan changes, we can still complete the ceremony on this day , what do you say?"

I responded to him in a daze, still wondering what kind of anniversary this day was in the life of the old monster.But I knew it right away, Snape told me with a sneer, and soon, Harry will usher in his third round of competition-this event is worthy of the highest mortality rate, and its events have passed one by one. One pervert, from bravely fighting the real dragon to diving to rescue friends, from the ground to the bottom of the water, I don’t know if the third project will find another alternative area to scare the warriors a little.

But I'm sure Dumbledore wouldn't let Harry die on this kind of game.

As an existence like a sign, Harry still needs to use it to boost everyone's confidence, to fight bravely against the Dark Lord, how could it be possible for him to lose his life so early.

Even if the other three warriors participating in the competition are dead, Harry will never die.

I firmly believe.

The 24th is coming soon, and I still don't quite understand why the old monster wants our ceremony to be performed in front of everyone, just like a monkey jumping through a fire hoop in a circus, and people are watching closely, even if these people are all him Loyal subordinates... This does not match his actions. In my impression, even though he is crazy, there are always reasonable reasons for him to do things.

But this time, he summoned so many people just to prove something.

I even suspect that he has forgotten that one of the prerequisites for that spell is that it cannot be interrupted...

If he was more sensible, he would take me to a quiet and hidden place, and then show off after finishing everything... instead of letting his resurrection ceremony be exposed, so that the resurrection ceremony was suddenly forced when it was about to succeed interruption.

Of course, this is all later.

At that time, I only knew that my blood was bleeding out in a large amount. Through the connection of the spell, like a blood-colored wool, it spewed out through me, wrapped around the old monster, and watched him grow little by little. When he got up, his body shape and bones were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing success, perhaps because of this connection, I can deeply feel how excited he is, and the excitement transmitted through the blood is about to infect me, and I can't help but hope that he can have a complete set of clothes. Physically, I hope he can live better, no matter what he has done.

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At the moment when the soul seemed to be burning, I saw that the red threads that were originally wrapped around the old monster suddenly broke into sections and disappeared as if evaporating in the air. He screamed in pain Curled up on the ground, someone was eager to try, wanting to come up to help the old monster, but they didn't dare to do it.

The connection between me and the old monster is broken.There was an upside-down scene in front of me, I could only let myself fall to the ground powerlessly after losing the control of the ceremony, staring at the ceiling, there seemed to be bursts of colorful light flashing in front of my eyes, looking at every small crystal of the chandelier, All of them spread out into small groups of halos in front of my eyes, gorgeous and dazzling.

There were chaotic shouts in my ears, and many people rushed up, in a mess, all the voices merged into one thread, which circled around the room in a circular arc and surrounded me.

But there was a small vacuum around me.

People all walked around me, running towards the old monster, they all walked around me, leaving me a small piece of clean.

I even thought I was going to die gradually in this little vacuum.

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This kind of pain that burns the soul seems familiar.

This kind of pain and nausea reminds me of the reaction after Snape told me to drink a large cup of black potion in the first grade, but the current pain is even worse.

And when he appeared again now, it was also when I was so sad, he reached out and opened my mouth, and poured me several large bottles of potions.

"Snape, do you want to betray Master! He just wanted to kill Master!!!"

I heard someone roaring wildly.

Messy... one piece.

"Don't be stupid, this is just a mistake. He is the master's son. If the master wakes up and finds that his son is dead, how are you going to explain it?"

Another bottle of strange potion was poured into his mouth.

I don't even have the strength to twitch. My soul seems to have left my body and floated in the air, or it has been split into many small pieces in my body.

Quietly amidst the noise and pain, looked at them calmly.

...that I don't even know myself.

The old monster stood up, I heard someone calling his master, the crowd pushed away a little, and a few people accidentally bumped into my body when they retreated.

"Severus, get out of the way, let me see my son."

I heard him talk but couldn't see him, the best I could see was his walking legs as I lay down.

Step by step.

His face came closer, right in front of me, and he squatted down, looking down at me.

…Just looking at him, an unbearable acid flowed from my stomach immediately, and because I was lying down, the acid could not be spit out through normal channels, so it could only continue to stimulate my senses.

His eyes were already blurred, and the physiological tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Why are you crying?" He said softly, reaching out to help me wipe the tears on my face, "You should be happy, you succeeded, when I thought you were under my control and willing to help me recover wholeheartedly, you You actually thought of using this method to sabotage my plan?"

His hand moved down my face bit by bit, brushing over the bridge of the nose, lips, and then around the ear, like a feather, which made me shiver uncontrollably.

The cold fingertips moved over my skin inch by inch, touched my Adam's apple, and grabbed me suddenly and fiercely with lightning speed.

I can't breathe...

feeling of suffocation...

so sad.

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He didn't kill me after all, and I woke up lying on the cold ground, no longer the gorgeous marble floor of the Malfoy house, but damp and cold dirt.

Everyone stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound in the air, and a metal cup fell to the ground. It seemed to be a port key, and two people were holding it to teleport here.

Immediately afterwards, I heard...

"Where are we?"

Harry's voice.

"Harry!! Run--" I didn't even know where the courage came from. At that moment, I gathered all the strength in my body and shouted, even though the old monster took a solid Cruciatus immediately. Come over here.

"Get rid of those who are in the way." The old monster's voice was cold.Immediately, several voices shouted Avada Kedavra together, aiming at the boy who came with Harry.Several green lights merged to form an even more terrifying beam of light. The boy's figure froze for a moment, and then slowly collapsed. Before he could even snort, he left the world he had only known for more than ten years. .

The anger has never been so strong, and it is accompanied by deep sadness. Once again, I watched Harry in danger. I boasted. I told him that I was going to be a great spy to help him stop the danger. .

But in the end I still can't do anything.

I even kept my identity a secret until now, through Voldemort, to let Harry know everything.

"Great savior—" the old monster sighed to his subordinates, "See? He has to rely on my son to deal with me."

The Death Eaters burst into laughter, making Harry's face even paler.

He continued, but this time he looked at me with hatred, "How can you think that you have such a great charm? You can make Voldemort give up his greatest enemy? When did I give you such a ridiculous guess?" ?”

You are dumb.

Snape said it, and the old monster said it too, and I have always been unwilling to believe this, even though I got into Ravenclaw by cheating, I have always believed that I am very smart, and I can rely on what I have learned from various media materials since I was a child I use the information to support myself and let myself learn everything that human beings should learn. I firmly believe that children of the same age, or even people much older than me, cannot do this.

But now I suddenly start to doubt.

I wonder if my IQ is really as useful as I imagined.

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He still chose the original spell

—The bones of the father, unintentionally donated, can make your son regenerate.

—The flesh of a servant, donated voluntarily, can regenerate your master.

—the blood of your enemies, compelled to sacrifice, may revive your enemies.

They threw the old monster into a cauldron before my eyes, and out of the cauldron stood a disfigured old monster.

It was the same face that had appeared many years ago.

Pale than a skeleton, two big red eyes, a nose as flat as a snake's, and two thin slits for nostrils...

Voldemort is resurrected.

The Death Eaters screamed, reveled, swung spells, and then watched as Voldemort raised his wand and drew closer to Harry, the tip of which shot a ray of light at Harry.

That light became the only one in my sight, and its light became more and more intense, blocking everyone else out of the light, like a big explosion, pale and dazzling, attracting all my attention.

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"What about the blood-replenishing potion?"

"There are also nutritional potions, let him drink these before using healing magic."

"Is it serious!"

"Harry, don't worry, you'll be fine soon."

It seems that I have been in a coma for a long time, and when I wake up, there is still a lot of noise in my ears, but I can get a sentence or two into my ears.

Pomfrey's voice, Dumbledore's voice and... Harry's voice.

"Am I back?" I opened my eyes, looked at the ceiling, and murmured in disbelief.

The whole person was held in Harry's arms, and he didn't let go for a long time.

Harry smiled and said, "I'm back, this time I will hold you tightly, and I won't let you run around again."

His face appeared in my line of sight, the round glasses slipped down, looking silly, I reached out to help him lift the glasses, and smiled along with him: "Okay."

The author has something to say:

You can't just read the original book [cover your face]... Especially when writing a fan, all the characters in your mind collapse.

Whenever the Malfoys appear in the original book, people want to beat them hard (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Old V dares to despise even Wormtail, okay? He is even harder than the Great Demon King Roshan, and his IQ is obviously negative (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Snape's handsomeness was completely ruined in the small details, he actually wanted to follow Filch to catch the night tour kids, like an old virgin who had been abstinent for many years. (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━ ┻