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"Malfoy, you just killed someone.

Harry is not acting in action now. These Death Eaters are different from Professor Dumbledore.

Ron, you are a powerful wizard, can you stop Harry's bleeding first?"

Hermione said angrily that after so long, her teammates still didn't make any progress.

In anger, he waved his wand, and an ice pick formed, instantly piercing several unlucky guys who were pushed out by their companions.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to."

Hermione did a wave of damage and hid back in the temporary trench built by the four of them.

With fewer enemies against more, this is the best way they can think of at the moment.

Especially when they discovered that there were still a group of the most powerful dark wizards who had not taken action on the hillside.

Hermione whispered an apology to the air seriously, feeling agitated in her heart, and then leaned forward to curse again.

Why do I, a 15-year-old girl, feel like I’m worrying like an old mother?

She likes magic, but hates hatred and violence

And the real flesh and blood flying in front of you now are not the materials and specimens for magic experiments.

How could Harry get into such a big trouble even if he got a trophy from a middle school sports meeting?

Well, the Triwizard Tournament is now at this level in the eyes of the eldest sister, Hermione.

"They are not Muggles. They can't survive this injury. Look at that big pot."

Draco grasped the point of the matter immediately.

According to Barty Jr.'s instructions, a Death Eater dug a ball of dirt on the battlefield.

"well done."

Barty Jr. tapped his wand on the dirt.The blood stains in the soil slowly floated, forming a ball of blood in the air.

Little Barty chanted the magic spell, and his blood glowed with golden light.

Yes, it's from the Potter family.

"hurry up"

The baby urged excitedly, weak, ugly, sick, he had had enough of this body.

The flame at the bottom of the cauldron suddenly rose. Hearing his master's urging, little Barty threw the baby into the cauldron.

Ron's eyes almost bulged out of his head.

"They threw something in the pot and cooked it. It looked like a house elf."

Ron interrupted the argument between Harry and Hermione, "How long has it been and you are still arguing pointlessly? Look at these Death Eaters, they are simply inhumane."

"I think that's not a house elf, but Voldemort."

Harry pressed the scar on his head and felt that his guess was correct.

Every time he looked at the "baby", there was a burning pain in his wound, as if it was about to burst.

Because Professor Zhang had talked about Horcruxes with him before, Harry understood that the induction of his scar was not a special ability of the savior, but because the fragments of Voldemort attached to his body would resonate with his body.

But Professor Zhang said, this is my suffering, but also my opportunity.

If I could digest this soul fragment on my own, I could become as great a wizard as Dumbledore.

I, Harry Potter, a descendant of the three holy wizarding families, Ignotus Peverell, am the man destined to become the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Harry's eyes were firm.

Voldemort Harry's Graveyard Cauldron Magic Potion

"I understand, the bones of relatives, the flesh of servants, and the blood of enemies, plus some other medicinal materials that you don't understand, and then through ritual magic, can reshape the wizard's body."

Hermione quickly deduced Voldemort's plan.

This may be Voldemort's family cemetery.

How did you know? The other three looked at her.

"This is a very rare black magic. It is recorded on the top bookshelf in the second row in the forbidden book area. I have special permission from Hogwarts. However, nowadays, minor injuries such as mutilated limbs can be treated in St. Mungo's." Healing, very few people do that.”

Hermione rambled, thinking about possible counter-curses.

But Harry couldn't wait that long. After more than a year of practical training, and under Dumbledore's vigorous training, his small body became much stronger.

So Harry fully demonstrated the reckless role that Gryffindor should play in the team at such a moment.

"They are going to resurrect Voldemort and we have to stop him."

"Call for God's Guard"

Harry summoned his Patronus, and the sculpture next to him received his order and began to stride towards Barty Jr.

This sculpture was made of an unknown material and was extremely resistant. The Death Eaters' spells had no effect, and the crowd was pushed through a passage.

Harry cast a protective spell on himself and kept moving forward with the help of the statue's body.

"Then I'll do it too"

Ron followed closely behind, helping Harry block the sneak attack from behind.

"Ms. Granger, I think you should seriously consider joining us in Slytherin. These two Gryffindor idiots are going to get us killed one day."

Draco said to Hermione in a strange aristocratic accent.

In the 90s, if you talked to others like this on the streets of England, unless there was a Bentley waiting with a butler at the intersection, you would definitely be beaten with a righteous iron fist by passers-by and friends.

But Hermione had gotten used to Draco's way of speaking, because there was no more sinister tone in his voice.

In one year, the four rapidly growing young wizards had no peers they could talk to at Hogwarts.Compared with the loyalty of like-minded people, the small conflicts left in the lower grades are nothing.

"Be ready to retreat at any time, Granger. Arrange our retreat. As usual, I will go to meet them first."

In other words, this should be attributed to the tsundere disease of teenagers with middle school problems in adolescence.

Hermione sighed, and then opened a portal. The crack in the door passed by the Death Eater, leaving a pile of debris. The two passed through the door one after another and came to Harry's side in an instant.

The chaotic space prevents Death Eaters from approaching, and Shen Feng Wuying accurately strikes the most threatening dark wizard.

The four quickly counterattacked from the trenches and returned to the mountainside.

But their results were just that.As the Dark Mark continued, more and more Death Eaters began to gather.And the later they go, the more powerful the Death Eaters become.

The Death Eaters they encountered now were of completely different strengths, with varying degrees of advance and retreat, and the power of their spells was astonishing.

Draco even discovered that there were some relatives who had mentored him.They are still standing in front of the cauldron without taking action.

"Bring them to me, pay special attention to Harry Potter and the Malfoy boy. Treat them as gifts for the master's rebirth."

Draco became a little nervous and signaled Hermione with his eyes to open the portal at his feet and retreat.

Just as Hermione was concentrating her magic power and preparing to pull the string to open the door, a gentle male voice came to her ears.

"Well done, little ones, now it's show time for the adults."

Hermione recognized the strained voice immediately.After all, it would be less than three winter vacations before Zhang Li left Hogwarts.

"teacher"

She looked around, her fluffy lion fur waving in the air, her voice full of surprise.

I saw the Karma Taj logo in the sky shaking slightly, and the golden ripples went from slow to fast, instantly scattering all the dark clouds and an ugly logo.

At the same time, a golden light fell and hit the area where the four people were standing back to back, knocking down all the nearby dark wizards.

In the sky of the cemetery, the mark of Karma Taj is even more gorgeous with the blue sky and white clouds as the background; on the hillside, the gray-white grass that lost its vitality due to little Barty's black magic has sprouted again.

"Let's go, teacher, the special effects for this appearance are pretty good."

Zhang Li said with a smile, teleporting to the center of the light pillar.

In the golden light, the two people slowly fell from the sky.

Visually, the two of them seemed to have just stepped out of the Karma Taj mark.In fact, they actually fought the entire battle on the hillside.

"Long time no see, Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ron" Zhang Li greeted with a smile, and then introduced: "This is my teacher, His Majesty the Supreme Mage."

"You can call me the ancient one."

Gu Yi had his hands behind his back, with golden light behind him, like a god or a god.

"What should the teacher's teacher be called?"

Three little guys, you look at me and I look at you.Then they looked at Hermione whose jaw almost dropped in surprise.

"°°"

"Is Gu Yi the master's real name?" she asked cautiously.

On the other side, seeing that things had changed, little Barty wiped a trace of cold sweat from his forehead and sped up the ceremony.

He threw the prepared skeleton into the pot together with one of his fingers, and finally dripped Harry's blood. At this time, the spell had just ended.

"Reborn Harry Potter, you will witness the rebirth of the master"

"And those of you who don't know what is called fear will know what fear is."

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