Ch 701-705

Hurry up... Hurry up!

Sirius was breathing heavily, his magic power running through his body, his limbs intertwined quickly as if convulsed, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he ran towards Hogwarts Castle.

He only hopes that he has time to catch up now...

The noise in the castle gradually spread, and Sirius's mood became more and more urgent, because he vaguely heard a few cries and screams, it was obvious that something had happened there!

As he was thinking in his mind, a strong sense of danger suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Sirius felt his scalp numb for a while, looked up suddenly, and a huge eagle rushed towards him.

His mind has not yet figured out why an eagle would attack him, but his body has already moved subconsciously!

Sirius bowed his back and quickly retracted his forelimbs. With the impact of running, he rolled away like a black furry ball. The hard ground rubbed his back painfully, but it was also successful. Avoided the sharp claws of the giant eagle.

Sirius resisted the pain, and just stood up, his body shape quickly began to deform, and after a moment of effort, he returned to the form of a wizard. He grabbed the magic wand he was biting in his mouth, waved his hand at the giant eagle, and shouted hoarsely.

"Faint!"

A dazzling red beam flew out from the tip of the wand.

Ivan's wings shook, and he quickly raised his figure to avoid the past. A pair of eagle eyes and Sirius stared at each other. The magic eyes were activated instantly, and a strange sense of solidity instantly dominated Sirius' mind.

Then, Sirius felt that his body was hit hard, and his whole body flew out directly, rolling embarrassingly and hitting the tree behind.

After giving Sirius a head cone, the giant eagle slowly landed and transformed into a wizard form in an instant.

Looking at Sirius who was dizzy and swollen not far away, Ivan didn't dare to be negligent. He waved his magic wand with his right hand and turned into a large python that tied him up, and then walked forward quickly.

Sirius also slowed down this time.

He witnessed the giant eagle transforming into Ivan's appearance. Although it was a bit strange why Ivan's Animagus form was not an owl, it was too late for Sirius to think about it, and his voice hoarsely roared at Ivan.

"Quick...hurry up and inform Dumbledore them!"

"What?" Ivan stopped walking, staring at Sirius suspiciously. "You have broken free from the Imperius Curse?"

Sirius did not answer Ivan's question immediately, but asked more eagerly. "Where is Harry? Where is Harry now?"

"Didn't Harry just be taken away by you?" Ivan frowned, faintly guessing in his heart, but he wasn't sure yet.

"Damn it, I'm a step late!" Sirius gritted his teeth and said, staring at Ivan, and explained anxiously. "It was Peter who did it. He pretended to look like me with the compound decoction, ready to bring Harry to the mysterious man!"

"Little dwarf?!" Ivan asked suspiciously. "Then where are you all this time? How should I trust you?"

"Let go of me first. I don't have time to explain. I know where they will prepare for the ceremony. It might be too late to get there now. I'll tell you on the way!" Sirius said anxiously.

Ivan hesitated for a moment. He couldn't completely trust him because of Sirius' side words, or it was possible that Sirius sent Harry away before returning to fool himself.

However, out of self-confidence in his own strength and the feedback he got from the idea of ​​running Desire, Ivan waved his magic wand to untie his restraints. Anyway, Sirius was not his opponent, and he didn't worry about what the other party might come up with.

Sirius hurriedly got up from the ground, as if he had been hit by a slowing curse. His body was so stiff that he almost fell to the ground again.

"Drink this!" Ivan thought for a while, took out a bottle of potion from his pocket and threw it to Sirius, so that he could relieve the negative influence brought by the magic eye.

If what the other party said is true, then maybe you have to face Voldemort directly, if you maintain this state, then I am afraid that you will die.

Sirius took the potion in one go, unscrewed it and drank it. This is not the first time he has been recruited, so of course he knows the effect of this potion.

After drinking all the potions, Sirius didn't delay a moment, stepped forward and grabbed Ivan's wrist and ran in the direction he was when he was going back and forth. "Let's go! Let's go to Hogsmeade Village quickly, there is no way to change our shape here!"

"Can you tell me what the **** is going on now?" Ivan said as he ran after Sirius.

"Do you remember the World Quidditch match held during the summer vacation last year?" Sirius asked.

Ivan nodded. "Of course I remember that you asked Professor Dumbledore to bring me tickets, but I was so busy that I couldn't spare any time..."

"Yes, it's a pity that you didn't come, but I still invited Harry and the others to watch the game." Sirius said hurriedly, and after a pause, he continued.

"Everything was normal at first, but after we returned to the tent after watching the game, there was a sudden riot outside. A large group of wizards with masks and hoods set fire in the camp wantonly and tortured those nearby. Camped Muggles..."

"I have read these in the Daily Prophet You don't need to introduce it to me specially..." Ivan said impatiently, and then he suddenly spoke as if he was thinking of something. Said. "I once heard Harry say, did you trouble those Death Eaters?"

"No, to be precise, I saw Peter there!" Sirius's expression became serious.

Ivan's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Sirius in surprise.

"He was wearing a long robe and sneaking through the crowd. Although the sky was very dark and I couldn't see the face, I knew him too well, so I quickly recognized it!" Sirius Speaking very quickly, "I suspect that this riot is related to him, so I told Harry to find Arthur and the others, and chase after him!"

"You are too reckless, he is obviously deliberately leading you over!" Ivan said angrily.

"You're right, but I didn't think so much at that time, I just knew that I couldn't miss this opportunity to catch Peter!" Sirius responded awkwardly.

He originally thought that Peter was just a bereaved dog, and it was too late to see himself escape. At most, he lurked in the dark to engage in conspiracies and encourage others to cause sabotage. He never thought that this guy would have the courage to lead him over...

Listening to Sirius' explanation, Ivan sighed and said nothing more. He knew very well how deep Sirius was obsessed with Peter.

When he heard Harry talk about the trouble of Sirius leaving them to find the Death Eaters, he still felt a little strange, but now he understands a little bit, and he can only catch up with Peter regardless of him...

"After that? Did you catch Peter?" Ivan asked again.

"I followed Peter into a woods and watched him take off his coat. Only then did I see that Peter was holding a monster in his arms..." Sirius said solemnly. "I didn't know that the monster was a mysterious man, so I chose to fight with them, and didn't have the first time to escape... and ended up under the Imperius Curse of the mysterious man.

Ivan couldn't hide the shock on his face. He didn't expect Peter to sneak into the World Quidditch Cup with Voldemort at the risk of being discovered.

No wonder Barty Jr. suddenly disappeared in the camp. It was probably because he successfully attracted Voldemort's attention after launching the Dark Mark and ordered Peter to rescue him.

While Ivan was thinking about it, Sirius continued to speak without stopping.

"After being cursed by the mysterious man, there was always a voice in my mind telling me to bring Harry out alone to him."

"But the mysterious man is probably negligent. I have been in Azkaban for more than ten years. Those dementors have sharpened my will very well..."

Having said this, Sirius laughed mockingly, and then spoke again. "So he can't completely control me. I know very well that doing so will kill Harry, desperately resisting the orders given by the mysterious man."

"But the magic of the mysterious man is too powerful, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of the Imperius curse. Finally, I thought of a way to stop resisting the mysterious man's instructions and use my last reason to learn from the Death Eaters and set fire It burned the surrounding tents and attracted the nearby Aurors!"

"Are you going to let the Aurors arrest you for questioning, and even expect them to find out that you are under the Imperius Curse?" Ivan immediately guessed Sirius' intentions.

"Yes! I did think so! No matter what, I can lock me up again..." Sirius sighed. "It's just a pity that not long after the Aurors caught me, Arthur rushed over with someone, and he guaranteed me!"

"This is really..." Ivan shook his head helplessly. I really don't know what to say. Arthur Weasley's willingness to take the risk to guarantee Sirius is a very friendly move, but it is a pity that he did it well. bad thing.

Sirius also smiled bitterly. That rebellion exhausted his power. More importantly, he was noticed by the mysterious man, so he strengthened his control.

The only good news is that this accident also made the mysterious man more careful.

After he finished his transcript and returned from the Ministry of Magic, the mysterious man no longer forced him to go to the Burrow and took Harry away directly, but ordered him to go home and wait for orders.

"How about Lupin and Kreacher? You have been under control for so long, they haven't suspected you?" Ivan asked in a puzzled way.

"Lupin found a new job half a month after you left, and has moved out. So the mysterious man has stayed in my mansion for a long time. As for Kreacher..." Sirius' face was revealed. With painful and hideous expressions, his nails were deeply carved into his palms, and his words became cold.

"The mysterious man asked me to order it not to leave this mansion. Kreacher couldn't resist my instructions. In addition, there is a house elf named Shining who is always watching it."

"Sparkling? The house elf who was expelled by Mr. Crouch?" Ivan frowned. He did hear Hermione say that Sirius had adopted Sparkling at the beginning of school.

"Yes! That's it! The mysterious man is short of manpower, so I took Shining away! The house elf was abandoned by the owner and needed a home. The mysterious man ordered Barty Crouch Jr. to re-sign with Shining Contract, Shackles Shining to help him do something.

But the mysterious man distrusts the house elves and thinks they are stupid, lowly, and can't do any big things..." Sirius said as he glanced forward.

They had already ran under the willow tree, Sirius picked up a stone from the grass and hit the knot on the tree, and then took Ivan into the secret tunnel when he came.

On the way through the underpass, Sirius continued to tell Ivan the next thing. A few days before Hogwarts officially opened, the mysterious man planned a conspiracy to bring Harry to the top three cups. In front of him.

"Why didn't Voldemort let you go directly to the Burrow to bring Harry out?" Ivan asked.

"At that time, Arthur had already begun to doubt me. He wrote a letter the next day, asking me why I set fire in the camp. An Auror saw me doing this with his own eyes." Sirius explained. "The mysterious man was worried that I would be seen through, so he asked me to write a reply, saying that this matter was a problem for me by the Ministry of Magic..."

"Arthur may have believed my explanation. In short, he didn't write to me again, but the mysterious man thought that he could no longer let me take risks.

Moreover, his resurrection ceremony is not ready yet, and some special medicinal materials are still lacking. It takes a long time to complete the potion. In contrast, if Harry disappears for too long, it will attract Dumbledore's attention The mysterious man suspected that Dumbledore had cast a curse on Harry, and could track Harry's movements with specific magic. In addition, he was afraid that I would resist for the second time, so he temporarily adjusted his plan and let me As an internal response, help Barty Crouch Jr. bring Harry out of the school. "

Sirius sneered at Voldemort's speculation. He thought it was impossible for Dumbledore to curse and watch Harry.

It's just that Voldemort was clearly committed to this, and planned to do it after the preparations were completed. In this case, it would be too late for Dumbledore to react.

"In other words, could Voldemort learn that the news of Barty Crouch Jr.'s death is your secret?"

When Harry got the second dream foretelling the other day, Ivan had suspected that there was an internal response from Voldemort beside them, but he never thought about Sirius.

Sirius nodded. Since the beginning of school, he has asked Harry to write regularly and send him the details of what happened in Hogwarts.

That day Harry suddenly told him about Moody's change, and Voldemort guessed that Barty Crouch Jr. might have something wrong...

"Harry once told me about dreams in the letter, so the mysterious man knew very well that Harry could get some information through the snake's sight..." Sirius said distressedly, but Voldemort turned it around. Using and passing false information, Dumbledore was successfully transferred today.

There was a chill in Ivan's heart, so Voldemort knew everything they did at Hogwarts.

What makes Ivan more disturbed is that the root of Harry being able to possess Nagini is that he is also one of the Horcruxes, that is, it is not known whether Voldemort has noticed it.

"Wait, Sirius, you just said that Voldemort has been controlling you with the Imperius Curse, so how did you break free from the Imperius Curse?" Ivan suddenly thought of this and asked curiously.

"Thanks to you killing Barty Crouch Jr.... The mysterious man has no extra manpower to use, and he is worried that I will lose control again. He can only take the risk of having Peter pretend to be me with the compound decoction and go to Hogwarts. Go Harry!" Sirius said faintly.

After Peter left, Riddle's mansion was only left with the house-raised elf Shining, Voldemort with mobility problems, and the big snake named Nagini.

"The mysterious man was afraid that Harry could see the situation in the mansion through Nagini, so he only ordered Shine to take care of me, and then... Kreacher sneaked in."

At this point, Sirius's voice became a little hoarse, "It violated the instructions I gave him before, left the house and used magic to stun me and rescued me..."

"Kreacher?" Ivan looked at Sirius very unexpectedly. He remembered that during the summer vacation, Kreacher still had a lot of criticisms about Sirius, and kept talking about the annoying prodigal son all the time.

But he didn't want this house-elf to take such a big risk, and would not hesitate to forcibly defy the order and sneak into Voldemort's mansion to rescue Sirius.

It seemed that after they had fished out Regulus' body from the bottom of the lake together, Kreacher had completely approved the new owner of Sirius.

"By the way, how about the Kreacher? Didn't he come with you?" Ivan was a little strange.

Sirius' face was full of pain and hideous expressions, and after a while, he tremblingly continued.

"It's dead! I... killed it myself!"

"what?"

Ivan looked at Sirius in astonishment, almost thinking that he was joking, but he soon thought of a possibility, and a chill in his heart couldn't help. "Is it the Imperius Curse of the mysterious man?"

"Yes! Imperius Curse!" Sirius gritted his teeth.

"Although Kreacher tried to rescue me from Riddle's mansion, it couldn't undo the Imperius curse in me. The mysterious man is still using this to influence me, forcing me to go back to see him immediately..."

"Kreacher... Kreacher pulled my leg desperately to stop me from going back, and then... and then I used a Heartbreaking Curse on it..." Sirius' voice kept trembling, and he recalled the scene at that time. , My heart is squeezed.

Voldemort did not fully control him, so Sirius knew very well that Kreacher was saving himself, but he could not control his actions at all. His body was controlled by another person. He used the most cruel magic to torture this one. Faithful house elf.

Kreacher's tragic wailing seemed to still be echoing in his ears...

What makes Sirius most painful is that Kreacher clearly has the opportunity to resist him, but he is not willing to hurt himself...

This torment finally forced him to break free from Voldemort's Imperius curse, but when he did this, Kreacher had no sound.

Because when Voldemort sensed his resistance, he gave him the last order-to kill the house elf in front of him!

"Kreacher saved me, but I killed it..." Sirius's face was a little scary, he muttered to himself like a nervousness, his fists tightened and his sharp nails were deeply carved in. In the flesh, he can't feel the pain at all...

Sirius couldn't remember how he buried Kreacher at the time. His brain was blank. If he hadn't remembered Harry's safety, he might have been lying in the pit he dug out with his own hands.

Ivan, who was listening the whole time, was shocked and speechless, and the complexity of the matter far exceeded his expectations.

Kreacher died? Still died in the hands of Sirius...

Looking at the nearly collapsed Sirius, Ivan opened his mouth, wanting to offer comfort.

After all, this is not Sirius' fault, the real killer of Kreacher is Voldemort!

But Sirius interrupted Ivan's words.

"It won't be long before I will avenge it! Soon!"

Sirius said coldly, his eyes were full of hatred and anger, and the faint light had been shining in from the front of the passage-they were going to the village of Hogsmeade!

"Get ready, let's go now!" At the moment when he stepped out of the tunnel, Sirius squeezed Ivan's wrist and said hoarsely.

Ivan nodded, and then felt that his body was drawn into a whirlpool, and Sirius's voice also reached his ears.

"Apparate! (Apparition

...

Outside Riddle's mansion, in front of a particularly desolate cemetery, Harry, who was unable to retreat, was forced to fight the resurrected Voldemort under the crowd of Death Eaters.

Or maybe this is a unilateral torture...

"Come on, bow to me, Harry!" Voldemort leaned slightly and said in a mocking tone, "At least the etiquette of duel is to be observed... Dumbledore must hope that you will behave in the face of death. It must be very graceful... Bow to death..."

The Death Eaters gathered around laughed~www.mtlnovel.com~ Looking at Harry is like looking at a pig waiting to be slaughtered. They knew that the Dark Lord might not kill the kid in front of him so easily. Will die tortured and humiliated!

Harry pursed his mouth and did not move. He knew that his vitality was slim this time, but he would never allow Voldemort to use him wantonly before killing him...

"I said, bow!" Voldemort increased his tone, and the cruel red eyes stared at Harry impatiently.

He lifted his wand gently, without seeing the spell, Harry felt as if his spine was being held down by something heavy, forcing him to bow in a very standard way.

"Very good!" Voldemort relieved his control of Harry with satisfaction, a smile on his snakelike face. "Let us officially start the duel now!"

Harry couldn't help trembling with his wand's hand. He didn't understand why Voldemort didn't kill himself directly, instead he had to fight himself with a lot of effort, but he still plucked up the courage to ask.

"I can fight you, but you have to tell me where Sirius is..."

"Ah, Sirius, that traitor from the Black family!" The smile on Voldemort's face suddenly gathered, and said somewhat disappointingly. "I was expecting the two of you to get together here and die together. That must be an extremely wonderful scene..."

"So he escaped from here, right?" Harry suddenly felt a little more vitality in his dead heart, and asked eagerly.

"It's not impossible for you to think so." Voldemort said slowly, a strange smile appeared on his face again. "But I think he might prefer to die here!"

Harry did not pay attention to Voldemort's subsequent words at all, and there was a hint of joy in his heart. He only knew that Sirius was still alive and successfully escaped from here...

This is at least good news!

Harry's emotional change, naturally, could not hide Voldemort's insight, which also destroyed his joy after resurrection.

"Where is that incompetent house elf?" Voldemort looked around and said grimly.

There was a brief riot in the surrounding crowd.

Moments later, an ugly, skinny house elf was chased out by the Death Eaters.

"Sparkling?" Harry recognized at a glance that this was Mr. Crouch's house elf, who was once in the World Quidditch Cup

Shining ignored Harry's shout, trembling all over, her light bulb-sized eyes filled with terror.

"Come here, you idiot!" Voldemort stared at it fiercely. "Potter has intentionally reminded me that I have not punished you for your incompetence and negligence!"

"Sir, Shining... Shining was knocked out..." Shining stammered trying to defend herself.

"I don't want to hear your explanation!" Voldemort sneered, gently raising his wand, and chanting word by word. "! (heart-cutting bones

"Ahhhhh~" The severe pain caused the poor house elf to scream and scream, and fell to the ground unsteadily physically and mentally, twisting and screaming in pain.

The Death Eaters watched this scene with fear, no one gloated, because some of them received the exact same criminal law not long ago!

"Stop it!" Harry yelled with courage, looking at the shimmering sparkle.

However, Voldemort had no intention of stopping at all, just admiring the shimmering and distorted expression.

After almost half a minute, Shining was silent, her face was full of snot and tears, and her body was lying on the ground, like a dying fish, twitching from time to time.

It was as if Voldemort had lost interest in torturing the house elf. He put down his wand and turned to look at Harry. "Don't be so anxious, it will be you soon, Potter!"

"Now, let's continue with what we didn't finish just now!" Voldemort's red eyes gleamed in the dark, and a word floated out of his mouth. "duel!"

Harry took a deep breath and squeezed his wand in his right hand. He knew that he had no way out, and resistance was the only option!

But facing the Dark Lord who made countless wizards dare not call his name directly, Harry's heart was faintly filled with an emotion called despair.

Come to think about it, I learned so many spells this year...

Harry's brain turned desperately. His duel experience was very limited. He had only practiced with Ron and Hermione a few times.

Defense, first build defense!

"Protegos~ (armor bodyguard Harry suddenly thought of this, and the wand quickly pointed at him, and an invisible magic barrier soon enveloped him.

"Yes! Iron Armor Curse, you can master it at this age, so Dumbledore usually teaches you well!" Voldemort raised some interest slightly, and said somewhat unexpectedly.

Under the protection of the Iron Armor Curse, Harry gradually recovered some courage, staring straight at Voldemort's every move, ready to resist all attacks!

But Harry soon understood that he was too naive. Voldemort just raised his hand gently, and an indescribable pain filled his mind, as if someone was constantly scratching him with a hot knife. Like flesh and skin, the headache almost exploded.

Harry resisted not wanting to make a sound, but the pain quickly shredded his sanity, and the sharp screams kept coming out of his mouth.

"It seems that Dumbledore didn't tell you that the Iron Armor Curse cannot defend against some specific spells!" Voldemort stared at Harry's painful face happily, and then gently reminded him like an instructor. .

"And... whether magic can work depends on who is using it!"

As he said, Voldemort waved his wand again, and a black beam of arm-thick black beam flashed in mid-air.

The defense of the Iron Armor Curse was like paper, and it shattered without being able to resist for a second. Harry witnessed the black light hitting himself, his body seemed to fly, and he rolled heavily and hit the tombstone behind him.

Harry's right hand was still holding the wand in his hand tightly. After he landed, he eagerly wanted to get up from the ground, but his whole body hurt so badly that he almost fell in his foot, not long after Peter got it out, before he had time. In the filled pit.

Tom Riddle's name came into view on the tombstone, but Harry suddenly felt that after today, the name on the tombstone would be replaced by himself-if Voldemort really wanted to erect a monument for him.

"I have to say, you disappoint me so much! Potter!" Voldemort approached step by step, saying indifferently.

"I thought you would be special! They all said that you are my nemesis but now it seems that you are not as great as they say, a lot of it is just some good luck! Now there is no The second person will die for you!"

Hearing Voldemort's mention of his mother, Harry's anger came out at once, dispelling the fear in his mind, he said bitterly. "We are all the same, and you are nothing great, Voldemort! Everyone hates and hates you!"

"Really? You won't feel that way anymore!" Voldemort sneered, then raised his wand again, and a dark green light flashed faintly.

"It's time to end it! Potter! Avada Kedavra! (Avada Kedavra Voldemort chanted the spell lightly, and a green beam of light flew out from the tip of the wand.

The fear of facing death made Harry's heartbeat slow by half a beat. He knew very well that the Iron Armor Curse was unable to defend against the Killing Curse, and his too weak body made it impossible to avoid this spell.

Death was approaching, but Harry didn't want to be slaughtered. He wanted to die in self-defense like his parents.

"Expelliarmus~ (except your weapon Harry shouted hoarsely, waving his wand vigorously.

The Death Eaters who watched this scene showed mocking expressions on their faces. Harry's attempt to resist the Killing Curse with the Disarming Curse was tantamount to a dream.

But the accident happened in front of everyone!

After the red light and the green light collided head-on, they were not defeated, but confronted evenly.

Harry holding his wand suddenly felt his wand vibrate as if it was electrified. He didn't release any spells at all, but a golden beam of light flew out from the top of the wand.

Under the shining golden light, Harry saw the same beam of light from the wand of Voldemort opposite, and the two "golden threads" were intertwined in mid-air.

The golden light ball composed of magical power gradually condensed in the center of the interweaving light beams, trembling unsteadily, bursting into several holes, and countless arcs of light erupted and hit all around, finally forming a dome. The golden net, a cage purely made of light, encloses the two people in the center.

A wonderful fairy music rang in the air, it was like a vibrating arc of light played together, and Harry could hear the song of a phoenix.

He almost thought Dumbledore was coming to save himself, but the reassuring figure did not appear beside him...

The Death Eaters on the periphery seemed panicked, no one expected such a thing to happen, and everyone backed up a few steps in unison to avoid being hit by the arc of riot.

Some people yelled hurriedly, asking Voldemort for instructions, while others drew out their wands and were about to attack.

"No one can move without my order!" Voldemort shouted loudly, his red eyes full of anger, incomprehension, and subtle fear.

The current situation also exceeded Voldemort's expectations. The little wizard in front of him was obviously so weak. It was as simple as crushing a bug to kill him, but when he launched a fatal blow, an accident happened... …This reminded him again of the fear of being dominated by prophecy.

No, this is impossible!

Voldemort's complexion became more and more ferocious. He never believed that Harry Potter would be his nemesis. He wanted to personally smash this nightmare in his heart!

"Go to hell, Potter!" Voldemort roared, increasing the output of magic power, and the light bead between the two gold wires quickly moved towards Harry.

Unspeakable pressure surged into Harry's heart. As the light bead approached, he felt the wand in his hand vibrate more and more, and he even felt that the wand was about to explode.

Harry tried to fight back, but his magic power was really low compared to his opponent.

Just when Harry was about to be unable to bear it, vaguely, there seemed to be a voice from the bottom of his heart...

Don't disconnect... the important thing is will, not magic!

The voice seemed to be transmitted from Xianle, Harry almost doubted whether he had any hallucinations, but now he can only do it...

Think about it, the Dark Lord killed my parents and planned to kill me!

Harry kept reminiscing about the night his parents died in his mind, struggling to put his left hand on the wand, his anger turned into strength, and the golden light bead in front of him slowly changed direction and pressed towards the opposite side. Past.

"It's impossible!" Voldemort looked at this scene in shock, and the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger. He could feel that the magic power he inspired was used by the kid in turn.

Harry suddenly felt that the pressure he was under was much less, and he immediately increased his strength. The gold thread on the right swallowed the gold thread on the left frantically. The golden light beads were getting faster and faster, and soon they hit the tip of Voldemort's wand .

The next moment, in Voldemort's horrified expression, a painful scream suddenly rang from the wand, and a human hand made of thick smoke flew out of the tip of the wand and disappeared.

It was the severed hand he made for Wormtail.

Then, a series of illusory and ethereal figures flew out of the wand.

Harry stared at this wonderful scene. The first one to fly out was an old Muggle man who had seen each other in a dream.

Soon a second silhouette made of smoke appeared in front of him. It was an unknown witch. Harry guessed that it should be Bertha Jorkins. Mr. Crouch once said that Voldemort killed her. .

The ghosts gathered around Harry, cheering for him.

Harry gradually understood the effect of this [乐文小说www.lwxs.xyz] magic, his eyes fixed on Voldemort's wand, what he was expecting.

Sure enough, the ghost of a long-haired young woman slowly emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand and floated to Harry's side.

"Mom..." Harry said in a shaky voice.

"Hold on, Harry, it'll be okay..." Lily Potter stared at him affectionately and said softly. "Your dad is here too... he wants to see you."

Harry turned his head and looked over again, his father James Potter's soul rose from the tip of Voldemort's wand and floated over.

James and Lily were exactly the same as what he had seen in the Mirror of Eris. Harry couldn't hide the excitement in his heart. He even felt that it wouldn't matter if he died here. At least he was not alone, his parents. Stay with him all the time.

"Don't think so, Harry! You will definitely escape..." James said gently, "After the connection is disconnected, we will try to buy you some time!"

"But what should I do? I won't Apparate, I can't leave here!" Harry said anxiously, and he regretted not having time to learn this magic this year.

When he came, Peter pulled him to teleport, and he can't go back like this now~www.mtlnovel.com~ The ghosts also made trouble, Bertha Jorkins circled Harry, the Disruptor Death Eater In our eyes, the old Muggle man Frank Bryce was constantly cursing Voldemort with vicious words.

As time passed bit by bit, Harry felt cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt like he couldn't hold it anymore.

At this moment, James seemed to have sensed something suddenly, turning his head and looking into the distance, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the dark mist, and there was a little joy on his face.

"Fortunately, someone is here, they are here to save you!" Lily also looked over there and said happily.

what? Confused, Harry wanted to ask, but the gold connecting the two wands had broken.

"Anyway, we will buy you some time! Harry!" James said eagerly, and the erratic figure rushed straight to Voldemort.

"Hurry up! Harry...Run to the right!" Lily whispered softly, and quickly floated out.

right? Harry turned his head and glanced hurriedly, but it was blocked by the Death Eaters.

The ghosts rushed forward, pestering Voldemort, blocking his vision, and buying time for Harry to escape.

However, Harry was not happy at all, he even felt that he might be disappointed by the ghosts.

Because there are seven or eight Death Eaters standing in a semi-circle on his right side, choosing to break through here is definitely an extremely demented decision, but Harry has no choice but to believe in James and Lily. Words, just bite the bullet and rushed forward.

The Death Eaters who formed a circle outside looked a little at a loss. They witnessed Harry Potter once again resisting the Killing Curse, and used an unknown magic to summon a bunch of ghosts to entangle the powerful Dark Lord. .

"Stop him all for me!"

Voldemort's angry voice echoed in the cemetery, and at the same time it awakened the panicked Death Eaters.

The few people who stopped in front of Harry immediately drew out their wands. Lucius, who was standing in front, showed a grinning smile. He raised his cane, and there was a spell in his mouth. A crimson beam came from the rod. The tip flew out and shot straight at Harry.

"Protegos~ (armor bodyguard At the very moment, Harry used the iron armor curse again.

Fortunately, this time the spell worked. The magical barriers that rose around deflected the red light beams. A scream was heard from the crowd, and it was not known that the hapless guy had gotten the move.

Harry didn't have time to look back, a feeling of palpitations was already in his mind, but it was the black wizards beside Lucius who raised their wands at him.

Harry's pupils shrank slightly, and the protection of the iron armor curse couldn't resist so much magic at the same time.

But what made Harry's scalp numb was that a very abstract human face suddenly "grown" on the old tree behind several Death Eaters, with deep eyes, mouth and nose. Holes, pits and pits, as if they were moth-eaten.

A waist-thin branch waved toward him, and Harry shielded his head in despair, and several painful screams and screams soon rang in his ears.

Harry, who could not wait to attack, raised his head unexpectedly, only to discover that the weird old tree did not attack him. The sturdy branches swept across again, drawing on the other Death Eaters, and flying them away. Got out.

Transfiguration!

Harry immediately thought of this, and there was a dash of joy in his heart. He knew that the ghosts were right. Someone really came to save himself!

The road ahead has been opened up, and Harry tried to get out of here, but the magic that Voldemort had put on him was still working. He felt his hands and feet were weak and weak, and the rush just now had exhausted him. One of the few physical strength...

What's bad is that more Death Eaters have reacted. They waved their wands together, and there were 20 or 30 spells flashing in the air.

No one dared to imagine how angry the Dark Lord would be after Harry Potter escaped, so they had to keep the other side at all costs!

Seeing dozens of oncoming spell beams, Harry couldn't avoid it at all.

At this time, another voice sounded in the cemetery.

"The tombstone is coming!"

Harry heard the voice of Sirius, and before he could think about it, the tombstone with Tom Riddle written not far behind flew over and hit him at an extraordinary speed.

The protection of the Iron Armor Charm broke at the sound, resisting some damage for him, but Harry still suspected that his bones might have been broken.

Even so, he clung to the corner of the tombstone tightly and was taken to fly.

The spells of the Death Eaters fell one after another, and the striking sparks one after another on the ground and the tombstone.

The withered old tree was also ignited by a flame curse, and the hot flame burned its broken body. It was still strong under the action of the transformation magic, exerting the last residual heat, and struggling to uproot.

The elongated roots are like the dismemberment of tentacles and centipedes instead of two legs, giving the Treant who should have been immobile the ability to move.

It stood three or four stories high, covered in flames, like a fairy tree spirit in a fairy tale, waving its forearms vigorously and attacking the Death Eaters in front of them, so that they could not pursue Harry.

On the other side, Harry had already smashed to the ground with the tombstone, and rolled on the ground twice in embarrassment, groaning in pain.

"Harry, are you okay?" Sirius ran to Harry quickly, helped him up, and said worriedly.

Harry felt that the skeleton of his whole body was about to fall apart, but he saw that Sirius' excitement suppressed everything, so he shook his head decisively, saying that he was fine now.

"Harry, Sirius, you'd better wait for the old days, we have to go quickly! Those ghosts and my treants can't be delayed for long..." Ivan said hurriedly.

Sirius nodded, and saw that Harry was safe and his anger subsided a bit.

But soon, Sirius seemed to have thought of something, and the expression on his face instantly froze. "But where should we go now? The mysterious man will definitely follow the path of magic. We can't take him to Hogsmeade Village..."

The furious Voldemort might kill people when he sees them. Although there are many wizards there who can buy time for them to escape, he can't do it with someone else's life in exchange for his own.

Ivan's frown was also in trouble. He naturally knew that Apparition could be tracked.

In the second grade, the law enforcers in the wizarding market ~www.mtlnovel.com~ used a magic item to track Dougert's apparition. Ivan had no doubt that Voldemort could do this.

In other words, no matter where they flee, they will eventually be overtaken...

Ivan thought anxiously. The only hope now is to wait for Dumbledore's rescue. Hermione and Ron's have already notified him, but even if the old professor has learned of the news, they will not be able to be sure for a while. Specific location.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Ivan's mind, and at the same time a fierce roar rang in the cemetery.

"You trash!"

"It's a mysterious man!" Sirius's expression suddenly changed, and he knew that Voldemort might have settled the ghosts.

Sure enough, the next second, a violent explosion sounded in the cemetery, and the flame tree man erected in the center was blown into pieces of wood in the sky by a black magic...

"Harry, Sirius, grab my hand! I know where to go!" Ivan vaguely thought of a place and suddenly shouted loudly.