[HP] Kiss you in glory

The spell trap that Anne came into contact with was a phantom spell trap that made people lose themselves, confusing the concepts of time and space, and greatly slowing down the progress of the warrior.

There was a shimmering silver mist flowing all around, slowly entwining Annie's body in strands and strands. The girl caught in the Illusion Charm stood straight in place, her green eyes filled with mist, and her complexion was as pale as snow.

There was a piercing, terrified scream in the distance, which seemed to be Fleur, and then a brilliant red firework appeared in the dark night sky, momentarily illuminating the paths in the maze.

The mist on the dark green lake surface was slowly driven away, and the emptiness in her eyes dissipated. Annie stepped out of the silver mist with a cool and moving expression. She slowly looked in the direction where the red fireworks were fired just now, her face became soft and compassionate , there seemed to be some dark matter wantonly rolling up the wind and waves in the eyes.

Some low and gentle whispers and small words overflowed her lips, Annie stroked her heart and closed her eyes.

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Hermione's heart skipped a beat, she touched her heart subconsciously, her gaze stayed at the entrance of the maze, Fleur was brought out by the professors patrolling around the maze, Beauxbaton's students all sighed regretfully, Mark Ms. Sim stepped forward to comfort Fleur who was frightened. Ms. Pomfrey had already made preparations and focused on checking the condition of Fleur's wound.

Mrs. Weasley clenched her palms nervously, Bill looked at the Fleur surrounded in the distance, Ron muttered regretfully, but his face was full of expectation, "I hope Krum will come out next."

Sirius leaned casually on the back of the chair, casually pinching the long black hair hanging in front of his eyes, "The winner of the Triwizard Tournament will definitely be the champion of Hogwarts." His tone was full of pride, "My godson The Goddess will be remembered by wizards all over the world."

"That said, Harry will definitely not rob Anne." Mrs. Weasley worried, "You can't let the siblings fight."

"Who said there must be a winner," Bill looked away from Furong, and said with a smile, "They can tie for the first place, and they can get the Goblet of Fire together and come back."

Hermione looked in the direction of the center of the maze in silence, and Sirius comforted her, "Don't worry, Hermione, they'll be fine, we just need to wait for them to return successfully with the Goblet of Fire." His handsome There was a hint of nostalgia on his face, "I think James made a great contribution to Quidditch back then. We celebrated it a lot. At that time, James was still a kid, and he only knew how to show off in front of the people he liked. He did some stupid things, which made Lily dislike him even more..."

Hermione couldn't help smiling when she heard him talking about the past, and the discomfort in her heart eased a little.

As Sirius spoke, a trace of gloom flashed across his brows and eyes.

He looked sideways at Hermione.

"When everything is over, we will be a family, right." He smiled, "Annie likes you very much."

Hermione's complexion moved slightly, and Sirius' gentle face reminded her of the physically and mentally exhausted head of the old Black house in her previous life.

She was not the only one suffering, Sirius had lost more than her.

"Anne blames me in her heart, I know it." Sirius said with a smile, "I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a godfather, but fortunately I am innocent now, and I will have a long time to make up for her and Harry in the future. Moreover, with you by her side, I think she will get rid of those bad memories and enjoy the rest of her life."

"Of course I will stay with her." Hermione whispered, "The connection between us is already like the silk thread that is entangled and tied into a dead knot. If we want to let go, we must break our heads and hurt our hearts. "

Sirius was stunned for a moment, then jokingly said, "Then your relationship sounds a little sick, you need to be more sunny, you know."

Hermione said: "Of course I will..." Her words were drowned out by the sound of fireworks, and there was another commotion on the high platform. The professors broke into the maze, and everyone looked at the entrance nervously.

The unconscious Krum was brought out with a gash on his forehead, and the bleeding had stopped, probably as a temporary treatment for the professors.

There was a moment of silence, and then a burst of cheers erupted, especially from the Gryffindors and Slytherins.

Fleur and Krum were eliminated one after another, which meant that the champion of the Triwizard Tournament would be born among the two Hogwarts warriors.

Of course, for Sirius, no matter who gets the trophy, it is the honor of the Potter family and his pride.

Hermione, like him, cared more about the safety of the two of them.

The Slytherins in the seats cheered for Annie confidently. They believed that the powerful seat would win the Goblet of Fire and become the champion of the Triwizard Tournament, leading the Slytherins to glory and revive the Slytherins. Fame, this is the glory of Slytherin.

Julian and Isabel sat together. Isabel went to comfort Fleur, and then returned to her seat to wait for the next warrior to be out. Julian's hair was changing color under the night sky. Isabel looked at Hermione on the other side of the high platform. , thinking in his eyes.

"Julian," she said, "has one thing occurred to you?"

Julian was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep, "What's wrong?"

Isabel thought for a while, and said lightly, "It's nothing, I just want to ask if you will stay at my house for a while this summer vacation."

"What's so interesting about the Muggle world." Julian yawned, "Don't you want to get in close contact with your dean?" Isabel said, "She's probably staying at Hermione's house."

Julian frowned, "It's Granger again, why does she always go to Granger's house, even if she's a friend, there's no need to be so close."

Isabel clicked her tongue, "They..." She paused, lowered her eyes and smiled in silence.

But not just friends.

"...Yes, Hermione is my girlfriend." Annie said gently, "Miss Isabel, you are so smart, you must have guessed our relationship."

"I see." Isabel smiled, "I thought I would have a chance, I wanted to confess my love to you."

"The only love in my life will be her." Annie bowed slightly, "Thanks for your love."

Isabel held her face and watched Karkaroff leaning over to care about Krum, humming softly.

Anne Porter was a little too proud, she didn't love her very much.

Regulus was walking on the edge of the forest not far from Will's village. Under his gentle face, he suppressed the trembling fear. From time to time, he looked up at the starry night sky. He was alone in the quiet What awaits at night.

With a bang, a man wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of Regulus, and took off his hood.

Regulus' heart sank suddenly, his body swayed, his outstretched fingertips trembled crazily, and cruelty gradually emerged between his brows and eyes.

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Harry's scar ached so badly that he wanted to vomit, his eyes went black, and Wormtail, panting, shoved him hard onto a marble tombstone, conjuring ropes from his neck to his feet. Wrists are firmly tied to the tombstone.Wormtail's hands were trembling. After carefully inspecting every knot, he took out a black rag from his pocket and stuffed it into Harry's mouth. There was a slight breathing sound from below, restless.

Unable to turn his head or see where Wormtail had gone, Harry stared straight ahead at the unconscious Annie, wrapped tightly around the serpent called Nagini, his wand and hers. Lying quietly in the dirt.

The heart was wrapped in a thin layer of ice, Harry looked down at the bundle again, the scar was still burning hot, he realized that there was something in the bundle, he couldn't open the bundle, he didn't want to see it opened ...

Is Anne still alive?He thought desperately, she was so powerful, how could she be killed by a big snake.

Nagini slowly let go of Anne's body, and the latter lay limp on the ground, lifeless.

A black liquid flowed from Nagini's snake, but it didn't seem to have any effect on it. The liquid dripped down the mud along its sliding body, and slowly moved to the position where the burden was, spitting out a snake letter. go.

Wormtail pushed over a huge cauldron of boiling water, and the water boiled on the surface, spewing sparks, and Harry was horrified to see Wormtail lift the contents of the bundle, and let out a scream in his throat, The bright red baby-like monster leaned helplessly in Wormtail's arms, with a pair of shockingly red eyes on its flat snake face, looking at Harry gloomily.

No.

Harry watched in despair as Wormtail lowered the monster into the cauldron, and with a hiss, it sank to the bottom of the water, and the grave cracked open at Harry's feet, and a wisp of dust flew out of it.

"Father's bone, unintentionally donated, to regenerate your son."

Wormtail's voice was trembling, as if he was crying, "Your servant's flesh - donated voluntarily, can bring your master back to life." He took out a gleaming silver dagger, tightly clenched the dagger in his left hand, and pointed at the lost The right hand with a little finger swung fiercely——

A miserable scream pierced the night sky, Harry closed his eyes tightly, but he could still clearly hear the sound of something falling to the ground, with a disgusting plop, Wormtail threw his right hand into the cauldron, The potion turned from silvery blue to fiery red, and bright light shone into Harry's closed eyelids.

The elbow was stabbed by the cold dagger, and the blood flowed on the dagger and gathered together. The remaining hand of Wormtail tremblingly dripped the blood into the crucible, and the liquid in the crucible quickly turned into a dazzling White, sparks splashed out, Wormtail's mission was completed, he knelt on the ground holding the wound and sobbing.

There was a vast expanse of white vapor on the cauldron, and Harry couldn't see Anne in the distance, nor could he see Wormtail. He watched with horror a tall and thin black figure rising from the white mist.

Voldemort stepped out of the cauldron. There was no nose on his pale face, only two nostrils were as flat as a snake, and there were two slits. His ruby ​​eyes were full of ecstasy. His slender and pale fingers stroked his body, and then looked at Harry Lee, a smile appeared on the snake's face.

Voldemort is resurrected.

Hatred almost blazed in Harry's eyes, and he glared viciously at Voldemort, who was stroking his wand and waving at Wormtail, whose ugly, twisted face was streaming with tears as he floated up from the ground. , fell hard under the tombstone, the blood from the wound on the severed arm had already soaked through the robe.

"Master, please..."

Voldemort let out a grim, sharp laugh, and the sleeve of Wormtail's undamaged arm was rolled up, revealing a bright red tattoo, and a snake emerged from the skull's mouth, which Harry knew to be the Dark Mark, the Death Eaters The disciples will know that their old master is resurrected...

"It's about time..." Voldemort looked carefully at the Dark Mark, "It's time to let those old things take a good look, the great Lord Voldemort will make a comeback... At this time, how many people will be willing to come back... We will soon will know."

He pressed his finger on the tattoo, and Wormtail let out a wail, and the scar on Harry's forehead ached even more violently. He gritted his teeth and looked at the place where Annie was lying, but found that there was no one there.

The place where Annie was originally lying was replaced by pitch black, and long, twisted cracks appeared on the ground, and a red light appeared in the cracks.

Harry suddenly realized that Anne could apparate, and his heart sank to the bottom slowly rose to look forward to it. As long as Anne returns to Hogwarts, she can tell everyone that Voldemort is resurrected, and rescuers are brought in. Dumbledore Lido is so powerful, Voldemort is definitely not his opponent.

Cruel smugness appeared on Voldemort's face. He squinted at the stars before turning back to Harry and pulling the rag out of his mouth.

Harry cursed, "Voldemort, you have the ability to kill me!" Voldemort smiled, "Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived." He gently stroked Harry's scar, and Harry struggled hard , "Your scar was left to you by me. I couldn't touch you before, but... now I can."

Pressing hard on Harry's scar with his fingers, Harry felt that his head was about to be split in two, and screamed in pain, Voldemort said happily, "Look, look... what is our great savior thinking... um , move rescuers?"

He narrowed his red eyes, and more violent waves came from his fingertips, attacking Harry's brain.

"Anne Potter, yes... I've known her for a long time, four years ago I finally found a good wizard who was willing to be loyal to me... but because of your mother's ridiculous blood magic, you were burned to ashes, and you My good sister, who used a black magic to severely damage my weak soul, I always remember her... I heard that she should have been burned by Fiendfire 13 years ago, just like Quirrell. "

"Master—that girl—that girl is gone!" Wormtail's face was pale, and Voldemort lazily said, "Don't be nervous, Wormtail, the great Lord Voldemort has returned, thanks to the help of the most loyal believers, isn't it Do you think that besides you, I have no one else available?"

From directly in front of Harry's eyes, out of the shadows, a handsome and gloomy man slowly walked out, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, a slender white hand tightly grasped the left arm of the red-haired girl, dragging Her body walked towards Voldemort.

Anne's right sleeve was missing a piece, soaked in blood, and slumped on the ground, rubbing against the ground with her body, her bright red hair was covered with mud.

"Annie—no—" Harry screamed and struggled, blood rushing to his forehead, "ah——" His eyes were burning red with hatred, and his only moving palm was tightly gripping the rope.

Little Barty Crouch threw Anne on the ground, looked down at her, a trace of regret flashed across his gloomy face very quickly, and then he was filled with wild joy, he knelt beside Voldemort's robe and kissed his feet, "Master... I succeeded," he suppressed his excitement, and whispered, "I succeeded... I can see your return with my own eyes, and I am willing to die now."

Between the tombs, behind the cedar trees, people kept apparating in the dark open space, everyone wrapped in cloaks and covering their faces, walking slowly and cautiously in disbelief... Voldemort stood silently in the original place On the ground, a Death Eater plopped down on his knees and kissed the hem of his black robe, "Master..."

The man in black surrounded Harry, Voldemort, Wormtail curled up on the ground sobbing, Barty Crouch Jr., and the unconscious Anne, leaving some gaps in the circle, as if waiting for others to come. arrival.

"My dear Barty," Voldemort said lightly, "didn't I tell you to hand over the girl to me? Why did you break her limbs before I greeted her personally?"

"The girl seemed to be drawing some kind of formation on the ground, so I chopped off her hand." Crouch's face contorted for a moment, and he smiled flatteringly, "I absolutely dare not touch the prey of the master."

His smile sent sour water rushing from his stomach to Harry's throat like sour noodle soup.

"Array?" Voldemort squinted his red eyes, stepped on the place where Annie's broken arm was with his ugly and pale feet, "Don't touch her with your dirty feet!!!" Harry kept struggling, his eyes almost It was about to slip down to the tip of his nose, and his vision became blurred... He hated himself for not learning some jinxes well before, he wished he could pick up his wand and cast the Killing Curse on Voldemort now, he shouldn't be alive, he should die again ...

"It's a pity." Voldemort said regretfully, "Such a smart girl, I heard that she is still the head of Slytherin's house? Batty, do you admire this student?"

There was a sneer on his lips, and Crouch bent down in fear, "Master, I have never forgotten the hardships you have suffered... Anne Potter is such a self-reliant child," he glanced at the lifeless Girl, "How can you compare with the great you? You are the greatest wizard and the most powerful Dark Lord in the world."

Voldemort smiled grimly, and enchanted the sobbing Wormtail with a silver arm.

"Although Wormtail is a cowardly and cowardly wretch, he has contributed to Lord Voldemort's resurrection. Voldemort will not treat those who helped him badly..." He glanced at the Death Eaters and said coldly, " Unfortunately, in the past 13 years, not a single loyal Death Eater has tried to find their master, not a single one."

One man, trembling from head to toe, leaped from the crowd and crouched at Voldemort's feet. "Master, forgive me!" he screamed, "Forgive me—"

Voldemort ignored him, looking down at Annie's face with a hint of interest.

"I've heard that this girl has been favored by quite a few Slytherins at school," he said softly, "especially those families who were once loyal to me, and their children seem to adore this head of the house. May I think , Those families have other small thoughts after gaining temporary decency?" He glanced at some people in the circle, and said softly, "No one wants to believe that Voldemort will make a comeback, they are all thinking about how to hold another one who can Proxy for the benefit of the pure-blood family - or rather, a new Dark Lord? I think my news should be correct, Wormtail always turns into a dirty mouse and jumps into the place where people live Gather useful information."

Some people in the circle held their breath, while others shook their heads frantically, muttering something like impossible.

Voldemort gave a short sneer, and those people fell silent.

"Lie! Avery, I will not forgive you, and I will never forget, 13 long years... You owe 13 years of debt, and you will be eligible to be forgiven after you pay it off." His stick pointed at Avery, "You have a long time to pay your debts, Avery...but Lord Voldemort still wants to give you a small punishment."

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

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