A bead of light trembled, just inches from the tip of Voldemort's wand. Harry didn't know why he was doing this, or what the consequences would be...... But he had never been so focused in his life, and he was bent on forcing the light bead into the tip of Voldemort's wand...... Slowly...... Slowly...... The light beads move along the gold wire...... Trembling for a moment...... Connected to the tip of the staff......

Suddenly, Voldemort's wand let out a scream of pain that echoed endlessly...... Then—Voldemort's red eyes widened in surprise—a human hand formed by a cloud of smoke flew out of the tip of the staff and vanished...... It was the severed hand he made for Wormtail...... Another cry of pain...... A larger object emerged from the tip of Voldemort's wand, a large gray object, as if made of the thickest smoke...... Come out first...... Then there are the chest and arms...... It was an old man with a withered face.

At this time, another head appeared...... Like a smoky gray avatar, this is a woman......

The two ghosts began to walk along the inner walls of the golden web, and the Death Eaters ran around the golden net outside...... There was nothing they could do at all, and they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The new Krum was even more shocked, could it be that Voldemort's camp, which he had only joined for less than an hour, was about to collapse.

Now another head emerges from the tip of Voldemort's wand...... A long-haired female ghost landed on the ground, and she stared at Harry, who could tell her resemblance to Harry just by her appearance.

Then a tall, unkempt man, rising from the tip of Voldemort's wand, fell to the ground like his wife, and straightened up.

The two of them spoke to Harry, who nodded at the ghost in front of him and raised his wand so hard that the gold thread broke, the light net disappeared, and the phoenix's song disappeared,—— but the ghosts who died at Voldemort's hands did not disappear - they surrounded Voldemort and prevented him from seeing Harry.

Harry ran with all his savvy strength, knocking the two stunned Death Eaters aside. He walked around and covered with tombstones. Several spells were struck at the tombstone, and the whole process was thrilling.

"Stun him!" Voldemort shouted viciously.

Krum was following the whole pursuit, but apparently he didn't have much of a role, and he didn't have a deep grudge against Harry, so he didn't need to be too aggressive.

As the trophy got closer and closer, Harry clenched his wand and pointed at it and shouted, "The trophy is flying." ”

Trophies flew towards him. Harry grabbed the handle of the cup—

Voldemort was heard screaming in rage, but he was unable to stop Harry's escape, and the portkey worked - he was swept away by a whirlwind of colors...... He went back.

Voldemort was so angry that Harry Potter had fled right under his nose, which made her so angry.

His eyes changed, and the group of subordinates staring at him were simply a bunch of waste, and they couldn't even catch a minor wizard.

The Death Eaters were stunned, for fear that Voldemort would take his anger out on him, and Krum's legs trembled, and he had a bit of the demeanor of the world's No. 1 Seeker.

Wu Qizhe in the distance has already checked Voldemort's rating through the system, there is no doubt that he is a B grade, he has now begun to retreat, and the task of defeating Voldemort can be postponed to the end. Although you want to defeat Voldemort, you don't need to send him to death without a brain.

Quietly raising his wand, he was going to cast "Phantom Shifting." Wu Qizhe's footsteps moved slightly, intending to make himself more hidden.

"Who is it?" Voldemort felt a fluctuation of magic, and the next moment he cast a disfigurement.

The surrounding Death Eaters were confused and hadn't figured out what was going on.

When Wu Qizhe was about to leave the cemetery, a figure appeared out of thin air behind him, grabbed Wu Qizhe's shoulder, and pulled hard.

Wu Qizhe, who had already successfully performed phantom transformation, was interrupted halfway, and his body was thrown out and hit the tombstone.

Wu Qizhe quickly stood up, clenched his wand, and in just an instant, he was already surrounded by Death Eaters.

"Young man, I'm curious, how did you come to my feast of resurrection, did you come specifically to worship me?" Voldemort was not in a hurry to make a move, and it seemed to him that the young man in front of him could not make any waves.

"Master, I know...."Krum was about to speak, he had already seen Wu Qizhe unpleasant.

"Did I ask you to speak?" Voldemort gave him a cold glance.

"I was wrong, master." Krum lowered his head in a panic.

Voldemort looked at Wu Qizhe and waited for his answer.

"Your Excellency Lord Voldemort, the great Dark Lord, I am really honored to witness your resurrection, it can be said that I am your most loyal admirer, and for the outdated rules and regulations of the wizarding world, it is necessary for a great wizard like you to dare to innovate to break it..."

"Young man, although your words are very beautiful, if you don't show a little practical evidence to prove yourself, your fate will be very miserable." Voldemort sneered.

"Of course I have evidence, and the best evidence is that I can be here, all of this is Mr. Crouch's gesture, otherwise how could I have come here, I am his internal response at Hogwarts." Wu Qizhe said with a flash of inspiration.

"What evidence do you have?" Lucius stared at Wu Qizhe fiercely.

"What more proof is needed for this, what a confidential thing Mr. Crouch is disguising himself as Moody, and if I wasn't his guilty, would he tell me?" Wu Qizhe said matter-of-factly.

Voldemort played with his wand, his face was thoughtful, and he looked at Wu Qizhe with cold eyes: "Young man, you have ignored a problem, you turned out to be Barty Crouch Jr.'s internal response, so why did you rush to leave just now!" That alone doesn't make what you just say credible! ”

In this way, Voldemort felt that his whole thoughts had been cleared, and he sneered: "Although I don't know how you knew about Barty Crouch Jr. disguised as Moody, I'm sure you are definitely not his guilt." ”

"......." Wu Qizhe was dumbfounded for a while, and he didn't know how to explain it, and he thought that Voldemort's wisdom was too simple.

"If you can't explain yourself, then you can die." Voldemort's face was cold, Harry had been furious when he had fled, just enough to kill the young man in front of him to ease the anger in his heart.

"Except for your weapons." Wu Qizhe took the first step, and the dazzling red beam rushed towards Voldemort.

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