At Lucius's request, Voldemort began to briefly describe what had happened to him over the years. From time to time, the surrounding Death Eaters showed a look of empathy and deep grief.

When Voldemort said that his most faithful servant had infiltrated Hogwarts and had completed the plan for him, "I will bring him here, away from Dumbledore's help and protection, into my hands." Here he is...... This boy that you all think is my nemesis......"

Voldemort slowly stepped forward, turned to face Harry, and raised his wand.

"Drill the heart and cut the bones!"

Harry had never been tortured in such pain, his bones were burning, his head must have been split along the scar, his eyeballs were spinning wildly in his skull, and he wished he could stop...... I wish I had passed out...... Dead ......

The torture ended abruptly. Looking up through a layer of fog at the glowing red eyes. The night sky echoed with the laughter of Death Eaters.

"I think you've seen how foolish it is to think that this boy is better than me," said Voldemort, "but I'm going to dispel all the misunderstandings in everyone's minds." Harry Potter escaped from me by complete fluke. Now I'm going to kill him to prove my strength, here and now, in front of you, there is no Dumbledore to protect him, and no mother to sacrifice for him. I'll give him a chance, and he can fight me, so you don't wonder who's stronger. You wait a minute, Nagini. He whispered as the serpent swam through the meadow to where the Death Eaters stood.

"Put him down, Wormtail, and give him back his wand."

Wormtail untied Harry, took his wand, and rudely slipped it into his hand without even looking at him, and went back to the circle of Death Eaters.

Harry Potter took the wand tremblingly, he thought about escaping, but there were Death Eaters all around, he had no chance at all, what could he do, could he still defeat Voldemort, the murderer of his parents.

"You've learned dueling, haven't you, Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked softly, his red eyes shining in the darkness, "Let's bow to each other, Harry," Voldemort said as he owed, but his serpentine face kept looking at Harry, "Come on, etiquette is to be observed...... Dumbledore must want you to behave nicely...... Bow to death, Harry......"

The Death Eaters laughed again. Voldemort's lipsless mouth smiled. Harry didn't bend over, he wouldn't let Voldemort toy him before killing him...... He won't let him get away with it......

"I said, bow." Voldemort raised his wand with a flick - Harry felt a bend in his spine, as if a large, invisible hand was pressing his back mercilessly forward. The Death Eaters laughed even harder.

Harry knew that he was probably going to be finished, no one could help him, Dumbledore was not there, no one was there, he could only rely on himself, he knew that he was not Voldemort's opponent, but he didn't want to die in such a humiliating death, he wanted to face Voldemort as bravely as his father.

The thought outweighed his own fear, and Harry grabbed his wand in his hand and shouted, "Except for your weapon!" ”

At the same time, Voldemort shouted, "Avada for his life!" ”

A green light shot out of Voldemort's wand, and at the same time a red light erupted from Harry's wand—the two lights met in the air—Harry's wand suddenly vibrated as if it were electrified, and he clutched it so tightly that he couldn't let it go even if he wanted to, a thin beam of light connected the two wands, neither red nor green, but dazzling gold.

Their wands began to shake constantly, and their hands seemed to be glued together so tightly that they couldn't let go.

Wu Qizhe, who was observing from a distance, knew that the wands in the hands of Harry and Voldemort had the same kind of wand core, and the feather they each contained was obtained from Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes. In other words, this is a pair of brother wands, and they don't attack each other normally. If the owner of the wand insists on a fight between the two, there will be a rare phenomenon. One wand forces the other to repeat a previously cast spell, in flashback, first the most recent and then the previous.

Soon, completely caught off guard, both Harry Potter and Voldemort rose into the air, their wands still connected by the flickering golden thread. They flew from the tombstone of Voldemort's father to a clearing without a grave...... The Death Eaters were shouting, begging Voldemort for instructions. They followed, and re-encircled Harry and Voldemort in the middle. The serpent swam behind their feet, and several of them drew their wands—

The money connecting Harry and Voldemort suddenly cracked, but the two wands were still tightly connected, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above Harry and Voldemort. Arcs of light intertwine around them, eventually forming a dome's golden net, a cage made of light.

In addition to the reason for the brother's wand, it may also be because of the soul fragment of Voldemort on Harry Potter, Wu Qizhe guessed.

The surrounding Death Eaters shouted loudly, wanting to relieve Voldemort, and took out their wands one after another, and the new Krum also pretended to take out his wand, and he didn't even take advantage of the fact that everyone was focused on Voldemort and Harry, and took the opportunity to escape.

"Don't move!" Voldemort shouted to the Death Eaters, and it was evident that he was shocked by what he saw, and tried to break the splintering filament of light that connected the two wands. Harry gripped his wand with both hands, the gold threads still connected. "Don't move without my orders!" Voldemort shouted at the Death Eaters.

Suddenly, a burst of fairy music sounded in the air...... It emanated from every filament of the web of light that vibrated around Harry and Voldemort. This is the song of the phoenix.

Soon the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort also changed...... It was as if there were large beads of light gliding along the silk of light—

Voldemort increased his mana output, and the orb of light slashed towards Harry's side.

As the first orb of light approached the tip of Harry's wand, the wand in his hand became piping hot, and he feared it would burn. The closer the orb came closer, the more Harry's wand vibrate. He thought his wand wouldn't be able to withstand the touch of a bead of light. His wand seemed to be about to shatter in his hand—

He concentrated all his thoughts, trying to force the orb of light towards Voldemort's side. The song of the phoenix echoed in his ears, and his gaze was determined and his anger erupted...... Slowly, slowly, the light bead shuddered and stopped, and then just as slowly began to move towards the other end...... Now it was Voldemort's wand vibrating violently...... Voldemort looked shocked, almost frightened......

(New book period, please support a lot, ask for recommendation votes, ask for rewards, ask for collections, ask for book reviews, thank you)