The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Orlynworth sighed, and looked at Harry cautiously. To be honest, he didn't understand Voldemort...

Such a cute child, how can he do it!He suddenly felt that he was burning with anger at this moment, then took a deep breath, rushed out regardless of anything, frantically swung Avada with his wand, and knocked down a group of Death Eaters.

Since he hadn't lifted the Illusion Curse that had been put on him before, the Death Eaters and Voldemort facing him at this moment seemed to be holding a wand in the air.Play Avada on them.

This scene had an inexplicably terrifying atmosphere, and all the Death Eaters started to shout.

In an instant, all the Death Eaters frantically started to flee, and the scene became chaotic. Voldemort looked stunned, not knowing what happened to make his group of right-hand men so... crazy.

Olynworth was also taken aback by this scene. He didn't understand why so many people were running around, but no one was willing to fight him?

At least at this time Voldemort should also rush up to fight him, shouldn't he?

Why did Voldemort also look so shocked that he couldn't react?

He was a little strange, and glanced at himself.

Then he was speechless for an instant.

He looked at his transparent body speechlessly, and gradually began to doubt life...

What has actually happened?Objectively speaking, it seems that he has just lifted the illusion spell that he cast on himself before...

He nodded to himself speechlessly, and then his body changed at a very fast speed, his arms and his body slowly emerged from the darkness.

Voldemort was still shocked.

He looked at Orlynworth, and there was a trace of unknown emotion in those disgusting red pupils.

"Obviously...you are dead."

There was no regret in Voldemort's voice, only a disgusting expectation.

Of course Oliver knew what he was expecting.

That's right, looking at him from Voldemort's point of view...it should be regarded as being resurrected from the dead...Of course he is very clear about what Voldemort is after.

That's what Voldemort most likely noticed.

He smiled.

He wasn't going to tell Voldemort the stupid truth... he still wanted to hang on to the Dark Lord's appetite.

"Yeah... already dead, but that doesn't mean I'm really dead, does it?" Orlynworth licked his lips and smiled inexplicably.

Voldemort's eyes were gloomy for a moment, and for a moment, he smiled, and there was a hint of warning in those red eyes full of cruelty.

"If you can tell me, maybe I can plan to let you two little bastards go back..." Orlingworth heard such a voice in his head, and it was obvious that Voldemort was guarding against his group of servants. people.

He smiled disdainfully.

"You don't need to know this...Mr. Riddle. Although I know you are very interested, but...do I need to tell you? Can you give me a reason for telling you? Is it possible to let us go back? Know that I am someone who knows this technology... If I want, Harry can also live forever... We don't have to worry about you at all."

Olynworth made up a bunch.