Wu Qizhe heard Voldemort in Wormtail's arms in the distance say loudly and coldly, "Kill the one who gets in the way." ”

"Master, I don't think it's better to keep him, you are about to reign in the wizarding world, and this man is the most famous seeker in the wizarding world, if you take him as your servant, it will definitely help your momentum." Wormtail said in a humble tone.

Voldemort thought for a moment and said, "Your proposal is not bad, I'll listen to you." And I felt the magic fluctuations of my faithful servant, Barty Crouch Jr., in this body. ”

"Young man, don't you hear, my master intends to take you as a servant, this is your supreme glorious moment, why don't you hurry up and kneel down and submit." Wormtail pointed his wand at Krum, and said proudly.

"How can it be reasonable, I don't know that you are a miscellaneous fish that came out of there, and you dare to talk about me Victor Krum, I think you are tired of being crooked." After saying that, he raised his wand and was about to fight.

"Except for your weapons." Before Krum could start casting the spell, Wormtail had knocked his wand to the ground with a spell.

Harry watched Rushing Tail focus on Krum and turned to run away, the two of them were so weird, just like the man he had seen in his dreams.

"Wormtail, you fool, Harry Potter is running away." Voldemort reminded angrily.

The reacted worm tail immediately aimed his wand at Harry Potter, and Harry Potter Potter's body was suspended uncontrollably and imprisoned on the stone carving.

Wormtail finally let out a sigh of relief, and at this time Voldemort was obviously a little impatient: "Young man, I will give you one last chance, be my servant or die." ”

As if not convincing enough, Voldemort continued: "Your teacher, Karkaroff, is also my believer, so there is nothing to be ashamed of being my servant, son, I believe you are a smart man. "Sometimes harsh, sometimes forgiving, this is also Voldemort's way of guarding people.

"Young man, my master is the greatest Dark Magic wizard in the world, Lord Voldemort, and how valuable his tolerance and kindness are to you, and you are not quick to make a conscious choice." Now even Wormtail's patience is running out.

As soon as Krum heard Voldemort's name, his legs weakened and he fell to his knees, and the person in front of him turned out to be Voldemort.

Wu Qizhe, who was in the distance, saw this scene with a disdainful smile on his face, worthy of being a student of Igor Karkarov, all of whom were in the same vein.

Wormtail had clearly lost his patience, and his wand was pressed against Krum's forehead, casting a spell in a loud voice, "Arvada..."

"I do, I want to be Lord Voldemort's most faithful servant." Krum's hair stood on end, and he nodded hurriedly.

A triumphant smile flashed on Wormtail's face: "Okay, you stand aside, today is your lucky day, the first day you joined the master's camp, and you can witness the great moment of the master's rebirth." ”

Krum stood aside tremblingly, he had never been so remorseful and tormented at this moment, if only he hadn't come to grab this trophy with Harry Potter, but unfortunately desire was like a bottomless pit, coupled with a series of previous failures, he was really eager to lift the trophy to prove himself, how could he give up the chance to win the championship to Harry Potter.

Wormtail put Voldemort on the ground, and his wheezing gasps rang out again, and he asked Krum to come and help. Harry heard the two of them seem to be pushing something heavy. Then came into Harry's line of sight, and the two of them pushed a stone cauldron underneath the grave. The cauldron seemed to be filled with water—the sound of splashing. The cauldron was larger than all the cauldrons Ha had ever used, and could accommodate an adult to sit in it.

The things in the baggage on the ground moved more vigorously, as if they were about to break free. Wormtail busily scratched the base of the cauldron with his wand. Suddenly, a crackling fire burst out from under the cauldron.

The liquid in the crucible seemed to heat up quickly. Not only did the surface begin to boil, but sparks erupted, as if it were burning. The steam was getting thicker and thicker, and the figure of the insect tail watching the fire became blurred. The burden moved more urgently.

Voldemort's sharp, cold voice sounded again:

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Now the entire surface of the water is sparkling, as if it is adorned with diamonds.

"It's burned, master."

"Now...... ......Hurry up," the grim voice said.

The worm's tail ripped open the burden on the ground, revealing what was inside. Harry let out a scream, but was smothered by something stuffing in his mouth.

It's as if the worm's tail jerks open a rock, revealing a slimy, eyeless ugly thing - no, it's more terrible than that, a hundred times terrible. The thing that the worm's tail was holding looked like a curled up baby. It had no hair, and its body seemed to have scales, and its skin was dark and red, like wounded tender flesh. Its arms and legs were thin and soft, and its face—no living child had such a face—was a flattened snake face with a pair of sparkling red eyes.

Voldemort raised his thin arm and wrapped his arms around Wormtail's neck. Wormtail held it in his hand. The hood of Wormtail fell, and Harry saw the look of disgust on his pale and frail face in the firelight. Wormtail carried the thing to the edge of the cauldron, and for a moment Harry saw the splash of water on the potion's surface illuminate the evil flat face. Wormtail put the thing in the cauldron, and with a hissing sound, it sank. Harry heard the soft sound of its limp body touching the bottom of the cauldron.

Wu Qizhe frowned for a while, Voldemort was too brave to resurrect, and the taste of being thrown into a hot oil pot was definitely not something that ordinary people could enjoy.

Wormtail was talking, his voice trembling, as if he had lost his nerves. He raised his wand, closed his eyes, and said to the night sky, "Father's bones, unintentionally donated, can regenerate your son!" ”

The grave cracked open at Harry's feet, and Harry watched to his horror see a large chunk of dry bones rise into the air at the beckoning of the worm's tail and fall gently into the cauldron. The diamond-like surface of the liquid cracked, hissed, sparks flew everywhere, and the liquid turned a bright red blue, which at first glance was poisonous.

The worm's tail is whimpering. He drew a long, thin, silver dagger from his cloak. His voice suddenly turned into a sobbing of utter fear: "The flesh of the servant—self-voluntary donation, may make —your master—reborn." ”

He stretched out his right hand, the one missing a finger, and then grabbed the dagger tightly with his left hand and swung it towards his right hand.

With a scream that pierced the night sky, his right hand fell into the cauldron, and the potion instantly turned red.

Krum on the side saw this tragic scene, his teeth trembled even more, he couldn't mention the desire to run away, he was afraid that as soon as he turned around, he was hit by the Avada Suo Curse, he was still young, and he didn't want to die yet.

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