Anime: The younger brother of the Sawada family

"Start the ceremony first!" Voldemort, realizing that the other party was not easy to deal with, ordered loudly.

He looked at the other party with fear, and seeing that Miyin was folding her arms and had no intention of stopping him, Pettigrew waved his wand, and a statue emerged from the ground behind Harry and fixed him firmly. Then he threw Voldemort into the crucible and moved closer with a knife.

"How about I help you?" Miyin suddenly said with a smile, and snatched the knife without giving the other party a reaction.

Bring it to you!

He waved his wand, and countless bones flew out from the surrounding graves: "Father's bones... I don't know which one it is, so just put them all in." In fact, he knew, he did it on purpose.

Pettigrew: ...

He turned around and touched Harry's head, saying softly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. I'll heal you in a moment." Then he gently cut his right index finger with a knife, squeezed out a drop of blood and threw it into the crucible: "The blood of my enemy."

Pettigrew:…………

Looking over with a dark look in his eyes, Miyin smiled even brighter: "Servant's meat... Hey!"

The next second before the other party became alert, he waved his little hand and cast a stun spell and a levitation spell, throwing Pettigrew into the crucible, splashing a lot of water, and the water level in the pot dropped a lot.

Harry, who was trapped in the special seats and watched the whole thing, said: ……………

The crucible began to boil, and the scar on Harry's forehead began to ache, but then Miyin took out a familiar machine from his sleeve.

Harry:?

"The sight of the Great Demon King resurrected is a rare sight, and must be promoted throughout the wizarding world."

Finally remembering that Harry was there, Miyin turned around to explain. Without stopping what he was doing, he fiddled with it for a while and then used a levitation spell to point the camera forward, determined to record the entire process in full.

The crucible exploded, and out of it floated a... braised egg?

The braised egg grew hands!

The braised egg has grown legs!!

The braised egg has grown a body!!!

The braised egg is not wearing any clothes! ! ! ! !

Miyin's eyes sparkled, making Harry forget the pain for a moment, his heart racing. "Why do you look so excited?! Voldemort has been resurrected!!!"

"Oh yes, I forgot you were still trapped. Sorry, sorry." As if she had just noticed Harry's situation, Miyin slowly waved her wand, released Harry, and cast a recovery spell, allowing the wound that was about to heal automatically to skip the steps and recover as before.

Voldemort used black mist to cover himself with a black robe, and remembered that his servant Pettigrew had been thrown into the crucible by Miyin. Looking back, he saw his wand lying on the wreckage of the exploded crucible. The wet and sticky feeling made him almost throw the wand away. The remaining sanity made him wipe the wand on his robe, feeling very disgusted.

"Hey, you said that Voldemort was resurrected with your blood, so is he your son now?" Miyin said jokingly.

Harry's pupils trembled: What are you talking about? ! !

Voldemort heard this and said: This kid has no manners!

Without Pettigrew, Voldemort raised his wand and shouted "Morsmordre", and a huge Dark Mark appeared above, rendering the surrounding dark environment the same green.

Balls of black mist flew in from afar, and immediately half-knelt in front of Voldemort after landing. At a glance, there were seven or eight of them, all wearing skull masks. They were the remaining Death Eaters.

"Are all the people here?" After seeing that the other party had gathered everyone, Miyin kept pointing with his magic wand, looking very bored.

Harry also took out his wand and pointed it at the enemy, but this action seemed harmless to the opponent. The real threat was the kid next to him.

"Young man, what do you want?" Voldemort said to Miyin, "You resurrected me. The great Dark Lord will not treat you unfairly."

When Miyin used the Killing Curse, Voldemort had already taken a fancy to him and thought he was a good candidate for learning the dark arts!

"Can I have 100 million Galleons?"

Miyin opened her mouth loudly, silencing the Death Eaters in the row behind her.

The entire wizarding world may not have 100 million gold Galleons!

"Forget it. I can tell from your looks that you don't have any. You are a bunch of poor bastards."

This taunting directly caused the anger of the group of nobles behind him to soar wildly, and they all took out their wands.

"So, you are going against me." Only Voldemort could remain elegant at this time.

"Isn't it obvious?" Miyin shrugged. "Guess why I resurrected you?"

"Of course... to show you what it means to be overwhelmingly powerful!"

Before he finished his words, Miyin tapped her toes and rushed forward. She raised her hand and fired a series of Binding Spells, freezing the Death Eaters in the back row who had not yet reacted, so that they could not move anything above their necks.

Voldemort kept casting Unforgivable Curses, and the purely straight attack trajectory made it easy for Miyin to dodge it. At the same time, he did not forget to use the Stop Spell to offset the attack.

In just a few breaths, Miyin arrived in front of Voldemort and smiled easily in the other's shocked pupils.

"Hello, and...goodbye!"

Miyin held up high the branch that was obtained by using the Flying Spell on the way. The attached spiritual power caused a barely visible fluorescence to appear on the surface. The branch looked very thin, but for some reason, in Voldemort's eyes, the branch seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, the kind that could directly knock him away. The distance was so close... he couldn't dodge!

"Appar..."

Voldemort was halfway through the Disapparition spell when a branch hit him hard on the chest, forcing him to hold the spell back and causing him to bite his tongue. The huge force directly knocked him away.

Lucius Malfoy, who was frozen in place and unable to move, was suddenly startled, remembering why he felt that Mi Yin looked familiar in the beginning...

"He's... that exotic wizard who showed up at the Quidditch World Cup!"

"Hmm?" Miyin, feeling like someone was talking about him, looked over. However, he couldn't make out anything in the dim environment. He just felt that the voice was vaguely familiar.

The Death Eaters in black couldn't be seen clearly, but they could see Miyin very clearly.

The hem of his white kimono was dotted with a few light red ink spots, a black belt outlined the boy's slender waist, and a black shawl with a few strands of gold threads on his shoulders wrapped around his thin body. The boy's slightly long brown hair was tied into a small braid at the back of his head with a golden headband, his honey-brown eyes shone coldly under the moonlight, his face was childish, but no one present dared to look down on him.

Voldemort is still out there! None of them wants to be next!