[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

"Lin Cannon!" Circe held up the little white wolf with her hands, and looked into the little wolf's eyes intently. She hesitated for a moment, but still softly called out her brother's name in an uncertain tone: "Lin Cannon?"

The little wolf gave her a cheerful and lively look, jumped from her right hand to the left arm, and then looked at Circe with those dark eyes without blinking, and licked Circe affectionately for a long time. West's face.

Circe's mood gradually became silent. This little wolf was no longer her brother.Although it is the same as Link Cannon when he was young.

Yes, Circe decided to go back when she learned that Linkanon was killed, because she knew that although she could not violate the law of time to save Linkanon at that time, at least she could bring Linkanon back to the present The most important thing is that when Circe was in Hogwarts, she often went to the first area to read books, so she knew that there are resurrection spells in the wizarding world now, but the resurrection needs too many herbs, too much. It's complicated, she can't find all of them at the moment.

Then, at this moment, she knew about the Triwizard Tournament and Voldemort's purpose.

Yes, she could have stopped Voldemort long ago, but she didn't because she saw, Voldemort's resurrection plan, and decided to make good use of it.

The resurrection spell is actually just a "price". To get a new life, you have to choose to abandon your past life. That's why there is a saying of "father's bone, servant's flesh, and enemy's blood". With the potion she gave him to turn him into a human, and the power of the moonlight imprisoned by her, if Lin Cannon is to be resurrected, it will be impossible to become a werewolf again, just a wolf.Not being human anymore was the price he had to pay.

But Circe didn't expect that it wasn't even "Lin Cannon" anymore, it was just a little wolf.After all, Lin Cannon is not like Voldemort, Voldemort still has soul fragments, but Lin Cannon, he is indeed dead.

Circe's eyes were red, and she blinked, now was not the time for tears, when suddenly the pup jumped on her shoulder and licked her eyes.

Circe froze.

A green light flashed, and Circe hurriedly turned around with the little wolf in his arms. It was Voldemort, and he looked extremely angry now.It was also him who could have been resurrected to become a true pure-blood, but now that he was destroyed, he was infected with the blood of a werewolf, which has always been regarded as a humble blood for him. It is no wonder that Voldemort is not angry.

"What the hell is going on? What have you done to me?" Voldemort came over murderously, accidentally tripped, and he has not yet learned to walk on the hind legs of two wolves.

There was a burst of laughter, Harry and Cedric finally couldn't help it, forgive them!This scene is so hilarious!

Circe pursed her lips too.

Voldemort stopped and turned to face Harry.He raised his wand, yes, he couldn't deal with that woman, but how could he forget Harry!How could he forget the man who had beaten him as a baby!

Voldemort's gaze made Harry wary, and he seemed to feel the pain in his dream again, as well as his scar, which was now starting to hurt violently.Harry clenched his teeth. There was still a slight pain in the cut place on his arm, but Harry didn't care at all. He rubbed his arm on the stone tablet to make the pain worse. Only in this way could he wake himself up.

"Look, how foolish it is to say that the boy was ever stronger than me!" said Voldemort. "Everyone knows that. Harry Potter just escaped from me by luck. Here, in front of all of you, I will kill him to prove my strength. No one else can help him, I will give him a chance, I will allow him to fight. You will decide which of us is stronger. He said softly, "You guys, keep an eye on those two people."

The Death Eaters surrounded Cedric and Circe.

"Let him go now, Peter, and give him back his wand."

Harry was released from the stele, and for a few seconds, Harry wondered if he should ask Circe for help, knowing that Circe would not let him face Voldemort alone if he asked for help , but soon he vetoed his own thoughts. He thought of those wizards who had turned pale when they heard "Voldemort", thought of Principal Dumbledore who had always trusted him very much, thought of his parents, and, haha Leigh looked back at Cedric, and at the dark-haired girl...Harry was determined, he had grown up, he was no longer a child who needed protection from others.

"Professor Holmes, please let me duel with Voldemort." Harry's resolute voice came from the front, and it sounded like there was still fear in his voice. Circe didn't answer, and Cedric looked at Harry with admiration. At this moment, he felt Harry is a true warrior.

"Then what and what?" Ron sat aside and booed. This was in the Hogwarts infirmary. Harry and Cedric are currently staying here for treatment. Three days have passed since the last task of the Triwizard Tournament. , the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff friends came here to see Harry and Cedric, and then begged Cedric to tell about their "big adventure".

"Did Harry heroically defeat uh..." Ron hesitated, but continued, "Voldemort?" Although his voice was very soft, everyone around could hear him clearly.

A group of people took a breath.

Cedric kept smiling as if no one else was there. He patted Ron on the shoulder and said, "Defeat? Hehehe..."

"Cedric, I want to break up with you!" Harry's indignant voice came from the opposite side, no one paid attention to him, everyone was busy listening to Cedric's speech.

"Harry was instantly killed by Voldemort. Although he mustered up his courage at the time, he quickly flinched. Under Voldemort's attack, he could only say 'expel arms'. Of course, there was no way to defeat Voldemort's black magic. Or Professor Holmes saved us, without seeing her movements clearly, she dragged me behind Harry in the blink of an eye, then picked up Harry and me, and returned to the school through the portkey brought by the little white wolf. "

"The little white wolf? Is it the one next to the professor?"

"Oh, I was licked by that little wolf!"

"Professor Holmes is really a formidable person!"

"You know what? She's been in class with me before!"

"Nonsense! The professor skipped a grade before, so she never attended class with you! It was me who sat with her!"

"Liar! It's just you, I don't believe it!"

A group of people quickly became noisy, and Madam Pomfrey quickly drove the restless students away.The medical room returned to silence.

"Cedric?" Harry's voice sounded,

"Well," Cedric looked up, "what's the matter!"

"Thank you! Thank you for your help!" Harry looked at Cedric seriously,

"Nothing!" Cedric turned his head in embarrassment. "This is also the principal's order. He said that you should not be too attractive now. Besides, your performance that day was really brave."

"Thank you, Cedric!" Harry lay on the bed, recalling what happened that day again. Of course he was not instantly killed by Voldemort, but he also did not defeat Voldemort. When the two of them were at a stalemate, he was about to lose his strength Circe still helped when it was time.And the man whose mask was knocked off by Circe, with such blond hair, how can you tell everyone about this kind of thing!

"Harry Potter! Harry Potter!" Voldemort smashed the plate angrily, Peter Pettigrew timidly followed behind him, carefully picking up the pieces.

"Master! Someone is coming to visit you!" Lucius Malfoy saluted. The Dark Lord now lives in the Malfoy Manor. I don't know how he found him?

"Let him in!"

A man in a white robe who didn't fit in with the entire wizarding world came in. He had long chestnut hair and a pair of glasses. He looked very gentle like a university professor, but there was a problem with the occasion where he appeared.

"Aha!" Voldemort smiled sarcastically, "The famous Saint Peter, what do you want to do here?"

Peter smiled, looking very embarrassed, "I'm here to hope that you can cooperate with us."

"Cooperate?" Voldemort snorted disdainfully. "What can I do to cooperate with you? A bunch of dirty mudbloods!"

"Isn't what I said last time enough? It's not my fault that you failed to deal with Circe!" The young man still smiled politely, as if he was completely unaware that he was being ridiculed.

"Back off!" Voldemort was a little annoyed, Pettigrew Peter and Lucius Malfoy backed off respectfully. "President of the Illuminati? Who would have thought that he was actually a saint? Tell me! What's the matter?" Voldemort said proudly.

Lucius and Peter Pettigrew stood in the yard, neither of them spoke. Lucius didn't bother to talk to a coward, while Pettigrew thought about how to please his master.

After a while, the young man who went in came out with a shy smile on his face, as if he was embarrassed by what he had done.Peter Pettigrew hesitated, he remembered that the master was in a bad mood today?Could it be that this person said something good?

Peter Pettigrew thought for a while, and decided to go in to check the situation first, but soon he regretted his recklessness. His master, Voldemort, the always proud Lord of the Dark World, was now lying on the ground, his limbs twitching, his face twitching. There is also a shoe print on it!

Who is that man?

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