Peter stood up tremblingly, his face pleading for mercy.

"I won't kill you, you're a faithful servant." Tom complimented coldly, not discerning whether he really felt that or mocked, "Now, gather all the Death Eaters." ”

"Yes, my master." Peter stretched out his hand, ready to summon the Death Eaters with the Dark Magic Mark, when he heard a click.

The statue of the angel on Old Tom's grave began to move like a marionette, and in his hand was a scythe of equal height. The angel walked up to the pot, and the flames burned, and they burned higher and higher.

The statue of the angel was burned to the black, and the strange situation made Peter choose to take a second look, and Tom watched with some vigilance.

The flames were extinguished, and the black angel statue was broken and fell off piece by piece, and a tall man in a black cloak appeared directly above the pot, surrounded by black smoke.

"Stupid mouse." The black figure opened his mouth and scolded, "Are you going to betray in front of your master?" ”

Peter was suddenly in a daze, thinking that the black cloak was the resurrected Voldemort, and he crawled to the side, handed his wand, and said, "Master, my great master, it is this man who has tried to impersonate you who has deceived me. I will always be your most faithful servant, and I am the only one who will do my best to resurrect you. ”

"Fuck off." Taking the wand, the black cloak kicked Peter, dangling from the ground and his voice was cold and numb, "Let me see, who is trying to impersonate the great Dark Lord, my stupid Death Eater subordinate?" No, they don't have the guts. A good idea for the Ministry of Magic? No, there is no one who can go unnoticed. ”

The black cloak circled around Tom twice, but never cast the spell.

Tom distanced himself from the other and said, "We can verify who is the Dark Lord through a duel." Tom wondered in his heart, thinking that even if the rest of the Horcruxes were resurrected, this speed would inevitably be too fast, and with such efficiency, there was no need for the weakened Voldemort who had just been killed to wait for more than ten years without recovering.

"Duel? Foolish people will choose to duel. The black cloak pulled over Peter's arm and pointed his wand at the dark magic mark on his arm to chant a spell.

A black skeleton appeared in the air, a black mist spat out of the skeleton's mouth like a snake, and black smoke appeared around the cemetery, and six Death Eaters dressed in black wizard robes and masks circled around.

Tom hesitated, his gaze fell on the wand in the opponent's hand, whether it was a duel or a group fight, a handy wand was important.

"Avada suo!" Tom threw a spell and reached for the Goblet of Fire, shouting, "Goblet of Fire is coming!" ”

The moment his hand touched the Goblet of Fire, he returned to the Triwizard Tournament.

The crowd cheered and celebrated the champion, and Harry, happy for his good friend, walked down and gave Tom a big hug. Tom's gaze swept around the audience, and the depression lingered for a long time.

He handed the Goblet of Fire to Dumbledore and said, "He's resurrected." ”

"What?" Dumbledore wasn't sure if he had misheard.

Tom repeated, in a voice that the other professors around him could hear, "The Goblet of Fire has been tampered with, and I have been teleported to Little Hanglestown, where I met Lord Voldemort, and he was brought back to life. ”

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