prisoner of hogwarts

"Ok?"

After drawing the pattern, little Peter shook his head, as if the person he had just drawn there was not him.

"Let's begin." Seeing that Little Peter was ready, Voldemort ordered again.Not slow or slow.

Little Peter took the order and threw the weird-looking Voldemort directly into the cauldron.

Voldemort was also a tough guy. He didn't say a word while being cooked in the boiling water, and he completely endured the pain.This was normal, the pain of tearing the soul was ten times more painful than this, but he split a full seven times.

After throwing Voldemort into the crucible, dwarf Peter waved his wand and muttered: "Father's bones were accidentally donated."

Bang!

The tomb next to him exploded, and a bone flew out from it, and was thrown into the crucible lightly under the control of the little dwarf Peter.

After doing this, Little Peter put away his wand, then pulled out his dagger and said: "Your servant's flesh is offered voluntarily."

Then without even frowning, he cut off his right hand and dropped it into the crucible with a pop.

Holding back the pain, the short Peter came to Harry Potter and said: "Forcibly take out the blood of the enemy." Then he stabbed Harry's arm without hesitation, and the blood was stained on the dagger.

Ah!

Harry woke up from the pain.

This endurance is far inferior to that of Death Eaters.

But no one cares about Harry Potter now. Little Peter dropped Harry's blood into the crucible like a sprinkle of salt, and then ran away as fast as a mouse spot.

boom!

The crucible was suddenly enveloped in flames. As the fire grew stronger, the crucible was also melting. Through the light of the fire, a person could be vaguely seen taking shape in it.

When the fire light dissipated, a tall, thin, ugly man with a big bald head and no nose stood there.

Voldemort, the second generation of the Dark Lord of the wizarding world, is reborn.

"Hey Harry, long time no see." Voldemort was the first to greet Harry, as if he was reunited with an old friend.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll take care of other things first, and then we can catch up on old times. Wormtail, extend your hand." Voldemort said to the dwarf Peter.

This is definitely a scumbag. He calls people Peter when he needs him, and Wormtail when he doesn't.Wormtail, this is definitely not a compliment.

"Oh! Oh!" Wormtail was quite excited at this time, thinking that Voldemort was going to heal him, so he stretched out his right hand movedly.

"The other one!" Voldemort roared.

Wormtail hurriedly stretched out his left hand.

But Voldemort was seen tapping Wormtail's left hand with his wand. As Voldemort's magic power was injected into it, the Dark Mark became more and more obvious, and the sky also changed, becoming overcast with dark clouds, and several shadows fell from the sky.

Voldemort is summoning his subordinates.

Swish swish!

Suddenly, the deserted cemetery became lively, and many Death Eaters wearing black cloaks and skull masks appeared on their faces.

"Welcome my friends, I haven't seen you for 13 years. Looking at you as if it was yesterday, I have to say...I am very disappointed!" Voldemort said sternly: "None of you came to see me!"

"Crabbe!"

"Gall!"

"Elizabeth!"

"You didn't even come to me." Voldemort came to a Death Eater sadly. It was obvious that Voldemort trusted this subordinate very much.

"Lucius!"

Cruciatus!

Cruciatus!

Voldemort is not a good man and a believer in women. For these subordinates who do not come to him, he can even regard it as a betrayal of him. If he had not just returned from rebirth and could not find anyone for a while, he would definitely kill these people as soon as possible. people.

And just like Karkaroff, facing Voldemort, these people completely lost their will to resist and could only surrender.This is a fear imprinted in my bones.

"Master, if I knew you were still alive, I would definitely go find you." Lucius defended.

"Hmph! Crucio!" How could Voldemort believe Lucius's lies? You damn thing also threw the diary I gave you to a little witch. Fortunately, it was a mistake. Otherwise, I would be here now. Not alive yet.

"Voldemort!" Harry shouted loudly.

There is fear of Voldemort and hatred of Voldemort.

"Oh, Harry. Yes, sorry, it's really time for us to catch up on old times."