After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

"Why did you betray me, Lucius?" Voldemort roared with gritted teeth. His voice was cold and terrifying, making people shudder.

He stared at Lucius in front of him with his eyes wide open, his eyes burning with rage, but deep in that rage, a trace of fear that was difficult to conceal inadvertently flashed across his face.

Once upon a time, Voldemort suffered a great loss at the hands of Draco.

At that time, the mysterious white energy released by Draco had a significant restraining effect on his former self and his current powerful self.

At this moment, just from the move Lucius had just performed, Voldemort keenly realized that the power possessed by the other party was actually no less than his own.

How is this possible?! Voldemort roared in disbelief in his heart.

You know, he has always been the supreme being in the dark magic world, and no one can compete with him.

But now, Lucius suddenly showed such amazing strength, which really shocked and disturbed him.

It seems like something unpredictable is happening.

On the other side, when Harry saw Lucius appear in front of him like a god, his originally tense heartstrings relaxed instantly.

He secretly rejoiced, thinking that now it was good, he finally didn't have to reveal his true strength too early and could continue to hide it.

At the same time, Bellatrix also noticed Lucius's arrival.

Her narrow eyes were suddenly filled with disgust, as if she had seen the dirtiest and most disgusting thing in the world.

She turned to look at Voldemort impatiently and said anxiously, "Master, why bother wasting so much time talking to this shameless traitor! Just get rid of him!"

However, before Bellatrix could finish her words, Voldemort waved his hand and interrupted her rudely: "Shut up!"

Then, Voldemort quickly waved his wand with both hands and muttered something.

In an instant, lines of dark magic as black as ink rushed towards Lucius and Harry with their fangs and claws bared, like hideous and terrifying poisonous snakes.

Facing Voldemort's fierce attack, Lucius remained fearless.

He swung his wand just as quickly, muttering a spell. In the blink of an eye, a halo of pure white light, like a solid shield, suddenly appeared in front of him and Harry, blocking the oncoming black ropes.

Harry was concentrating on paddling the wand in his hand, as if pouring all his strength into it, and in fact he was enjoying the paddling very much.

He pretended to mutter something, and a dazzling light shot out from the tip of his wand, followed by a powerful rebound spell.

Unexpectedly, the black rope that was originally rushing towards Harry actually hit the rebound spell so precisely.

The rope changed direction the moment it touched the rebound spell, and rushed towards Voldemort and Bellatrix like a wild horse.

Bellatrix saw that the situation was not good and tried to dodge sideways, but it was too late.

The black rope quickly wrapped around her body like a snake, tightly binding her hands and feet.

Bellatrix suddenly felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

Seeing this, Voldemort glared at Bella angrily and cursed her incompetence in his heart.

However, at this moment he had no time to care about anything else. He could only quickly concentrate the magic power in his body and try to break free from the black rope wrapped around him.

Just as Voldemort was struggling with the rope with all his might, Lucius, who was standing beside him, seized the opportunity, waved his wand without hesitation, and cast a binding spell.

A streak of white light cut through the air and flew straight towards Voldemort.

Although Voldemort reacted quickly, he was distracted by the black rope and could not avoid the sudden binding spell. He could only try to dodge it.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the Binding Spell hit Voldemort's right foot accurately.

In an instant, Voldemort's movements became noticeably slower, and his steps were no longer as light and agile as before.

On the other side of the water curtain, the people watching the game had their eyes wide open, so nervous that they dared not breathe.

They stared at the thrilling battle intently, their moods fluctuating with the changes in the battle situation.

However, these onlookers were completely unaware that although it looked like two sides were fighting fiercely on the field, in fact, the only ones who were really fighting seriously and with all their strength were Voldemort and Bella.

At this moment, Harry cast the Full Body Binding Charm without hesitation, without any target, just throwing it towards Voldemort.

The spell flashed through the air like lightning, turning into dazzling rays of light and rushing towards Voldemort at lightning speed.

Seeing that the rays of light were about to hit Voldemort accurately, everyone's heart was in their throat.

However, something unexpected happened! At the critical moment, an extremely powerful and terrifying magical power suddenly emerged from Voldemort's body.

This magical power was like a surging wave, rushing towards the flying lights with unstoppable force.

There was only a series of crackling sounds, and the originally powerful full-body binding spell was completely broken up by this powerful magic in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

Upon seeing this, Voldemort laughed arrogantly, his voice resounding throughout the entire space: "Hahahahahaha...you bunch of fools, do you really think you can trap me with such a little trick? It's simply wishful thinking!"

As he spoke, he struggled violently and easily got rid of the restraining spell on his feet.

Then, his figure flashed by like a ghost and appeared behind Harry in the blink of an eye.

Obviously, he intended to take this opportunity to capture Harry as a hostage and thus turn the tide of the battle.

However, although Voldemort's plan was well-thought-out, Lucius and Harry had already seen through his sinister intentions.

Just as Voldemort appeared behind Harry, Lucius cast teleportation magic almost at the same time and moved behind Harry at lightning speed.

In this way, Lucius blocked Voldemort's sudden attack in time.

The wands in their hands collided violently like weapons, emitting a dazzling light.

At the same time, an extremely powerful magical storm suddenly broke out, as if to devour everything around it.

Under the impact of this turbulent magical force, all kinds of objects around were overturned to the ground, becoming scattered and a mess.

Even the ropes made of magic that bound Bellatrix Lestrange broke under the ravages of this violent magic.

Taking advantage of the chaos and cover brought by the magical storm, Harry quietly moved away without leaving a trace. His role in this battle was almost over, right? Next, it was Uncle Lucius's turn.

He just needs to broadcast quietly.

"I once followed you sincerely." Lucius looked at Voldemort, his eyes extremely complicated, as if containing thousands of words.

"Even though you later became cruel, brutal, and unreasonable, the thought of betrayal never crossed my mind."

Lucius at that time was completely different from those other timid Death Eaters.

When Voldemort punished his men arbitrarily in a moment of anger, he was still able to maintain his innate noble attitude, looking down at the poor creatures who were being punished.

All this was just because he was Absalom's child, and he almost grew up under Voldemort's nose.

While many Death Eaters suffered pain and torture, only Lucius remained safe and sound.

How could he, with his proud heart, feel the slightest sympathy for these people in distress?

However, the turning point of fate came so unexpectedly.

"But, when you cast a murderous gaze at the then-pregnant Xixi because of that damn prophecy, at that moment, I suddenly realized that the so-called loyalty and betrayal are separated by a thin veil."

Lucius knew Voldemort too well. He could accurately interpret the hidden meaning in every subtle expression and every unintentional change in his eyes.

Voldemort was so cruel that he even refused to let go of the unborn baby in Cissy's belly!

You know, Voldemort must know very well that Cissy's due date could never be December!

For Lucius, nothing was more intolerable than putting his wife and children in danger.

"Just because of this...such a stupid, ridiculous reason?"

Voldemort did not understand what love was at all. In his eyes, she was just a woman, even if this woman was the Black family's beloved youngest daughter and Lucius' wife.

So what? Is it something irreplaceable?

When Lucius heard Voldemort's cold and ruthless words, his eyes flashed with an undisguised anger.

"In your eyes, perhaps everything in the world can be treated as a tool that can be replaced at will, but to me, my family is my entire world, they are irreplaceable!"

Voldemort scoffed at this and snorted coldly, "Your family? Don't use your family as an excuse for your weakness! Besides, she is just an insignificant woman."

After saying this, he muttered the spell in a low voice while secretly gathering his magic power, preparing to launch an astonishingly powerful attack on the enemy in front of him.

However, at this moment, Voldemort suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important. Oh, right, it was that child Lucius...

But the thought only flashed through his mind, and he completely ignored Draco's existence.

Lucius stared at Voldemort with a complex gaze. The Voldemort of the past was gone forever. The man standing before him now had changed beyond all recognition...

Voldemort was about to launch an attack, however, a sudden bright light illuminated the entire sky, instantly interrupting his thoughts and actions.

Countless dense and constantly flowing mysterious runes emerged like a tide on the ground, in the air, and in the surrounding space.

These runes seemed to have life, quickly intertwining together to form a huge and solid semicircular cover, like an indestructible fortress, tightly sealing off the area.

Faced with such a strange scene, the Death Eaters who were watching coldly from the sidelines couldn't help but feel fear and restlessness.

They began to whisper to each other, looking a little overwhelmed.

"Quiet!" Voldemort's low and majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Although he was also shocked at this moment, the profound prestige he had accumulated over the years enabled him to successfully calm the situation with just these two words.

After hearing Voldemort's order, the Death Eaters who were originally in chaos seemed to have found their backbone. They immediately stopped making noise and quickly gathered around him.

At the same time, the fierce battle between Voldemort and Lucius came to an abrupt end.

The two of them withdrew their hands almost at the same time, looked at each other, and then looked away.

Dazzling blue lights flashed one after another, and in an instant, more than a dozen black shadows appeared out of thin air behind Lucius.

The aura of these people was extremely powerful, and they looked no less powerful than Voldemort's men. For a moment, the two sides were evenly matched.

At this moment, Lucius's full attention was no longer on this confrontation.

From the moment he saw Narcissa emerge, he could no longer take his eyes off her.

His eyes were filled with affection and love, and he called out softly, "Cissy."

Narcissa, who was standing beside him, raised her head slightly and met his burning gaze.

Harry recorded this scene word for word.

Putting aside the eerie and creepy venue, just looking at the scene of the two people standing side by side in the field is simply a perfect combination carefully crafted by God.

One stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his face stern yet handsome; the other, graceful and elegant, with a delicate face tinged with determination. These two, so perfectly matched, shone like twin stars in the night sky, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful.

Whether it was the anxious audience across the water curtain or Voldemort and others in the battle, for some reason, when they saw this perfect couple, they felt as if they were eating dog food.

Perhaps, love really does have a magical power that can make others feel the deep affection.

It turns out that love can fall from the eyes.

...Wait! Can you be serious? You're in a life-or-death battle, right? Do you know what a life-or-death battle is?

Only those who were familiar with them and the saints remained calm.

There's nothing I can do about it. I'm used to it. After all, this kind of scene happens two or three times a day.