Harry told Darren, Hermione, and Ron about the night before, "...... He used his magic to make a prosthetic hand for Barty Jr., then summoned the Death Eaters, who came, all hooded and face-covered, and then fell to their knees, crawled up to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robe. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When Harry said "Voldemort", Darren happened to meet the light and saw Ron's pupils shrink a little.

"But he was angry, apparently because the Death Eaters didn't help him after he was injured and cast a 'Heart-Piercing Bon' on one of the Death Eaters," Hermione covered her mouth at the spell, "It was the 'Unforgivable Curse'. ”

"I don't think Voldemort cares about that, and neither do the Death Eaters. Harry squinted, "He walked around in front of the Death Eaters and said several names, Avery, Lucius, McNeil, Crabbe, Goyle, Noether, and the Leicesters, saying they were in Azkaban and were to be liberated......"

Mr. and Mrs. Leicester, Darren has no impression of that "husband", but the "woman" is Bellatrix, the famous crazy woman!

He walked over to a clearing and said that there were five Death Eaters missing, three of them were dead, one of them didn't have the courage to come back, and the other might have left forever. ”

Mr. and Mrs. Leicester, three of them died, Darren silently counted in his heart, there were six Death Eaters whose names the Photovoltaic Devil had just called, plus those who ran away and the one who "may have left forever", counting those who were not named by Voldemort, the Ministry of Magic was too lenient in its attack on Death Eaters last time, if you look at it this way, as long as you don't have a hard brain, being a Death Eater is really a good deal, with little risk and big benefits! After all, when Voldemort is here, Death Eaters are doing whatever they want! The Minister of Magic is not so comfortable.

"And then," continued Harry, "Voldemort is going to fight me in a duel, he's strong, I'm no match at all, but, something he didn't expect," he laughed, albeit miserable, "and as we fired spells at each other, a golden light appeared, and it connected me to Voldemort's wand...... Later, there were many arcs of light, intertwined with each other around them, forming a dome of gold net......"

"A human hand formed by smoke flew out of the tip of the staff, the severed hand that Voldemort had made for Barty Jr., and then, an old man, an old man he had seen in his dreams......"

Then he paused and remained silent for a few seconds, "Then another man emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand...... I knew her, I recognized her at a glance, my mother!" Harry clenched his hands, but still trembling.

"And my dad...... He came out too, first the head, then the body, all out, and then they were standing next to me and talking to me!" Harry said in a staccato manner.

"They told me that after the connection was dropped, they could only stay for a short time...... Will buy me time...... They let me get the portkey, which will take me back to Hogwarts......" Harry gasped as he clenched his hands desperately.

"That's why you can come back to Hogwarts," Darren waited for Harry to stop talking before speaking slowly.

Harry nodded, covering his face with his hands, and after giving his life to protect him, his father and mum, once again, saved him with the impression they had left in the wand that killed them.

"Flashback Charm," he murmured, "Professor Dumbledore said, my wand has the same core as Voldemort's wand, and the feathers come from the same phoenix, Fawkes, such wands will not attack each other properly, and if the wand owner insists on two wands fighting, there will be a very rare phenomenon where one wand will force the other to repeat the spell it has cast," Harry paused briefly, "in flashback, first of all...... And then there was the previous ......"

"In Volt, the one who was killed before the mysterious man killed the old man was ......" Darren said halfway, and suddenly remembered that Voldemort had recovered, and it was a very dangerous thing to call him by his name now, for wizards, names are a magical thing, and they should start to adapt to this change.

"Voldemort, that was the last spell he cast during his last event," Harry corrected with a little displeasure, nodding his head.

"So, are they ghosts, like Nick?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"No, Professor Dumbledore said, it was just an echo-like phenomenon, a shadow emerging from a wand, retaining its appearance and character, but not a ghost. Harry was disappointed, and it was conceivable that even if his parents had only become ghosts, it would have been a comfort for him to be around him all the time.

"Vo, the mystery man is back, what is Professor Dumbledore going to do?" Although he knew that Harry would be dissatisfied, Darren felt that his own life was more important.

Harry glared at Darren and shook his head, "I don't know, the professor didn't tell me, he just told me to rest, Madam Pomfrey gave me some medicine, and I fell asleep after drinking it." ”

Darren fell silent, thinking about what to do next, and next to him, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were also silent, not knowing what they were thinking......

Regardless of the outcome, the Triwizard Tournament is over, the exams of the other students are over, and now the Hogwarts students only need to pack their bags and wait for the holidays to leave the school, and while packing the boxes, Darren stumbles upon a piece of parchment tucked into a book that reads: Monday, kicked, Tuesday, lost, Wednesday, lost on a bet, Thursday, cut.

It's not Darren's thing, judging by the handwriting, it's Harry's writing, "Harry," Darren was a little curious, "what is it?"

Harry took the parchment, "Ah, why are you here, this is my divination homework that time, I couldn't find it at the time, so Professor Trelawney gave me a hard beating!" he said regretfully.

Kicking, getting lost, losing money, cuts, looking at the parchment, Darren frowned, he remembered that in those days, it seemed that he had really been taking care of the fried tail snail, and was poked by the fried tail snail, considering the body structure of the fried tail snail, it can be regarded as a kick injury from a certain angle?

In the second game of the Triwizard Tournament, because he focused on singing, he ran around under the Black Lake, and had a fight with Grindillo, leaving him bruised all over his body, and he couldn't find his way again, is it considered lost?

Losing money, I just lost the Triwizard Championship championship......

The only cut is Harry himself, Darren thought, Harry!