if i am not me

A fat mouse quickly walked through the grass, making a rustling sound.

If it is normal, it may have become the target of nocturnal animals.But a group of uninvited guests came to the wilderness today, breaking the long-standing tranquility of this land.

Blinking its bean-like eyes, the mouse looked at the creatures that were unusually tall for it from a distance.

The animal's instinct told it that it was dangerous here, and it had to leave as soon as possible.

However, the same instinct made it stop, and hid in the grass motionless, as if it had never appeared before.

A strong murderous aura permeated the two groups of people, as if just a little spark could cause a violent explosion.

This invisible atmosphere made the animals as quiet as a cicada, and the whole wilderness was so quiet that only the words spoken by the leaders of both sides could be heard, not even a low cough.

"I mean what I say." Satisfied, Riddle handed the box in his hand to the Death Eaters who had already prepared behind him, snapped his fingers, and a black-haired boy was pushed from behind the crowd to the middle of the two groups of people.

When the middle-aged man who was leading the other group of people saw the boy, his pupils flickered slightly, and then he returned to his previous appearance.But everyone behind him knew that he was happy.

The boy's steps were heavy, but not slow.

The long life of sex seems to have completely worn away his vigor, but it also brought him great growth.

From the moment he saw his father, he knew he was saved.But he can't be ecstatic, he has to be steady, steady...

Just like his father.

The distance of more than ten meters seems so far away at this moment.But this did not hinder Qiang Huan's progress.

One step, two steps, three steps...

As he got closer to his father, the cold sweat on Qiang Huan's forehead began to flow down his cheeks.

He didn't trust Voldemort.

This man was really terrifying, beyond his imagination.

During that period of life, Qiang Huan was not sure whether he would get an Avada Kedavra the moment he returned to his camp.

It wasn't until the back was wet with sweat, and until he was hugged into the embrace with the familiar smell, that the boy who had been stiffening his body finally let tears fall from his eyes.

"Father..." Shouting this long-lost title in a low voice, Qiang Huan was finally convinced that he was safe...

The middle-aged man hugged the young boy's frail body, and felt his wet back without any surprise.

This made him hug the young man tightly, with such strength that even Qiang Huan was surprised.But Qiang Huan didn't make any sound, he just hugged him back with the same force.

As the patriarch of a family, Qiang Ye has always been calm and restrained.

The gaffe is only for a moment.

"Let's go home." After whispering these words in the young man's ear, Qiang Ye pushed his son back and let the old man standing behind him pull his grandson past him.

Before Qiang Huan could open his mouth, a strong cyclone swept him up.

The place where Qiang Ye and the old man were standing just now was empty.

Voldemort didn't seem surprised by what he saw.Evoking a mocking smile, he leisurely drew out a wand. "I said that I mean what I say, are you still afraid that I will plot against them?"

As soon as the words fell, the puppet-like Death Eaters just now seemed to come alive suddenly, and began to let out various mocking laughter, which made the wilderness lively.

No one in the Order of the Phoenix answered Voldemort's words.

What the departure of the Qiang family means, both sides are very clear.Therefore, there is no need to speak, and the best thing to do is to take out their weapons.

Due to the departure of the Qiang family, there was a huge difference in the numbers of the two sides, but Riddle never underestimated the enemy.Because his enemy was the old man who made him have to admit that he had a smart head.

Looking around, Riddle's smile deepened, "Dumbledore, I know you're here."

"I didn't intend to hide it from you." This voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and instantly relieved the pressure that Voldemort had brought to the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

A wrinkled hand suddenly appeared in the air, followed by the head, body, and feet.

Pulling off the cloak on his body, the tall old man with white hair and beard stood in the crowd, looking at Riddle from afar.

The moment Riddle saw Dumbledore, he made no secret of his strong killing intent.

"The invisibility cloak can't hide that nasty smell on you." Riddle said maliciously, glancing at the cloak in Dumbledore's hand.

Even if he knew that this would not cause any harm to the old man, as long as it slandered him, Riddle felt very happy.

"I have no doubts about your abilities, Tom." Dumbledore was as unaffected as Riddle had guessed, just as Dumbledore knew that Riddle's words were just delaying time.

"Now you can be sure that I did make a lot of arrangements, can't you?" Handing the invisibility cloak to Mad-Eye, Dumbledore drew his wand.

Riddle couldn't help but let out a cold snort at Dumbledore's words.He looked contemptuously at the few people in the opposing camp, "Just relying on these people around you and the guys ambushing around you, you want to keep us?"

"Whether you can stay or not, you won't know until the results come out, won't you?"

As soon as the words were finished, all members of the Order of the Phoenix raised their wands and pointed to the opposite side. At the same time, the Death Eaters also waved their wands.

The sound of a huge explosion spread across the wilderness.

The battle has begun!

The impact of magic power made the air seem to be ignited, accompanied by the screams of people from time to time, reflecting the wilderness like hell.

But Riddle didn't move.

So did Dumbledore.

They did not put themselves in this Shura field, but in another space.

Nothing around them affects them.

And those who were originally fighting together gave up the space around the two of them as if they had a tacit understanding.

There, it is not the field they should set foot in.

Sirius was wrestling with Fenrir Greyback.Just when he and James rushed into the battlefield with the ambush personnel, this damn guy was arrogantly biting off an Auror's ear.

If put in the past, this Auror is finished, even if he does not die, the mutation will torture him for the rest of his life.

But now with the latest wolf potion, Fenrir Greyback has nothing to fear except his sharp claws.

"Be careful!" James ran past them, but did not participate in the battle between them, because he had his own opponent.

Walton McNeil rushed towards James like crazy, and the appearance of the Minister of Magic made him as excited as a wolf seeing a sheep.

There's no better gift than the head of the Minister for Magic, is there?Just thinking about the reward Voldemort had bestowed upon him for his bravery gave him instant energy.

"Hey, you're still in the mood to take care of your brother." James's mention of Sirius made Walton McNeil extremely upset, and he felt that he was underestimated. "You, a guy who should be in a wheelchair, are you so eager to die?"

As he spoke, he threw an Avada Kedavra towards James, but James dodged it vigilantly.The spell landed in the grass, blasting the ground into a large crater that was neither deep nor shallow.

"You want to kill me too?" James smiled proudly, not paying attention to Walton McNeil at all.

Although Dumbledore has always warned him to be calm, isn't he on the battlefield now?

Charge into battle is what a soldier should do!

As a minister, he has been acting for long enough, and it's time for him to relax.