HP the red-haired savior

The Quidditch World Cup final ended with Bulgaria's Seeker Victor Krum catching the Snitch, but Ireland emerged victorious.That night, the fans of the Irish team started a carnival night to celebrate the Irish team winning the championship.

On such a lively night, Voldemort acted.

The green Dark Mark in the night sky, Death Eaters wearing black cloaks, hoods and masks, and the huge, ferocious snake Nagini, which once brought great fear to the wizarding world.

All of the above have declared a fact - the Dark Lord, who was defeated by the savior 13 years ago, has returned.

Seeing that the joy in the celebration feast was replaced by fear and panic, Voldemort and Hisoka stood at the highest point of the stands, looking at the panicked wizards below, a carefree and wanton smile appeared on Voldemort's face. "Look, these stupid and incompetent civilians..." His voice was full of lofty arrogance and a little casual pity, "They hate me, but they also fear me. If it comes to the real critical moment, these people are still Most of the guys who think of Dumbledore as the 'greatest white wizard' can go over to the Dark Lord without hesitation."

"There will be exceptions." Hisoka thought of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. For some reason, the figures of Xiaojie and Kiya appeared in his mind, as well as the fiery red-eyed Kurapika and the uncle-faced face. Leo Li.

It's all the same...in a sense, just stupid.

Obsessed with the so-called "justice" and the importance of friends.Even if Kurapika wasn't as blind and innocent as the others, he couldn't help worrying about gains and losses because of his friends.However, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to find loopholes to achieve his own goals, wouldn't he?

"Aren't you going to join in?" Hisoka smiled, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his golden eyes were full of excitement, "I... can't wait..."

This scene is a bit similar to the Youkexin auction back then. At that time, he and Kuroro stood on a high place overlooking the slaughter of the brigade, but now...he somewhat wants to participate in it.

He was even thinking, instead of following Voldigo's actions to help him ascend to the "throne" of the wizarding world—an absolute authority like the ten-year-old man on Meteor Street, it would be better to cut through the mess quickly, break through ten meetings with one force, and kill monkeys to make an example. Jidi sent those powerful opponents to meet Merlin, so as to achieve the ultimate goal of quickly letting Voldemort rule the wizarding world.

"No, I won't go down." Voldemort's mouth curled coldly, "The only opponents of the great Dark Lord are those few."

Hisoka shrugged noncommittally, and jumped down.The howling wind blew the loose sweater on his body with a hunting sound. Hisoka looked down at his attire, and felt a little regretful that he didn't wear a clown suit today—but fortunately, the playing cards were still there.

Killing like wolves into a flock of sheep, the swirling playing cards raised traces of blood, as dazzling as blooming red roses.Hisoka didn't wear a cloak or a mask, and he didn't hide his face at all. The unique mark of red hair and golden eyes made the wizards recognize him as the younger brother of the saviors of the twin stars, Charlie Potter.And this savior, now...

"Lord Hisoka." Every Death Eater would nod when they saw him.

"You!" I don't know who was the first to speak, "You betrayed Dumbledore! You betrayed us!"

He is obviously the savior, but he has become the lackey of the Dark Lord.

This is betrayal.

"Sure enough...a stupid ordinary person." The smile on Hisoka's face became sweeter, and the boy's gradually growing appearance became more and more beautiful. "It's never been on one side, so how can we talk about betrayal?" There was no pause at all, and at least one life was harvested for each playing card.

This invincible killing didn't stop until he met the Weasleys and Harry Potter.

The Weasleys looked at him with disappointment on their faces, and the Weasley boys looked at him with more or less hatred in their eyes; the little girl Ginny hid behind her brother, and glanced up at him from time to time. Quickly lowered his head again, fearful and terrified; as for Harry, his expression was more complicated, he hadn't seen him for a few months, this brother seemed to have grown up suddenly, he was a somewhat innocent child before, but now he has become a Responsible mature teenager.

"Xiali." Harry pursed his lips, his green eyes were clear, and he looked seriously at the young man whose body was stained red with blood, with a vague attitude of resistance.

Hisoka looked at Harry, and slowly opened a smile: "Ah~ It has matured in a place I didn't see... It has become an excellent fruit, Harry~" He instinctively felt excited, this long-lost The excitement, still appeared when facing Xiaojie before.

so ~ great ~

It's really... so ~ great ~ ah...

Hisoka licked his blood-stained fingers, his golden eyes were full of bloodthirsty, and he was ready to move with the thought of destroying the other party.

"Xiali, do you know what you're doing!" Harry glared at Hisoka, he never imagined that his younger brother would turn into such a... murderous demon.

It shouldn't be like this.

It shouldn't be like this!

Harry clenched his fists hard.

"Of course I know." Hisoka stepped forward, with a smile on his face, trembling slightly from the desire and desire to fight, and seemed to have a terrifying feeling, "Actually... I don't want to either. Killing, fundamentally speaking, I am not those boring murderers~" He blinked and made an innocent expression. "If Harry can convince everyone to admit that Voldigo is the king, there will be no such trouble~"

What this said was to make everyone surrender.

Before Harry could speak, Ron couldn't help shouting: "Charlie Potter! You've fallen for yourself and... mixed up with the You-Know-Who, don't confuse Harry with words! Harry is different from you!"

"Poor little~ha~li~" Hisoka shook his head, "So, it's not my fault..." As he spoke, the poker cards in his hand flew out.

With a "clang--", the playing card hit Harry's "armor body".

Yay~ I actually learned the silent spell... Really, it's an unexpected surprise~

Hisoka felt a sense of violence in his heart, and he slowly crushed the poker card in his hand that was supposed to be indestructible.

He drew out his wand - for the first time tonight - and, casting a Cruciatus at Harry.

Although the Cruciatus Curse is one of the three forbidden curses, for Hisoka who has mastered many ancient black magics, it is really a relatively mild curse.

But other people don't think so, especially the Weasleys, the die-hard members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"You know the Cruciatus Curse!" Arthur Weasley looked at Hisoka angrily, "You still used it on Harry! He's your brother!"

Hisoka felt that Mr. Weasley was really stupid. If he cared about kinship, he wouldn't be on Voldemort's side. Similarly, since he can help the enemy who killed his father and mother, how could he care about his brother?

Harry sideways dodged the Cruciatus Curse without saying a word, and remained where he was, without even raising his wand to attack Hisoka——

"Xiali." He just persistently called his brother's name in an inexplicably sad tone.

but……

That was never his brother.