Someone made a sneak attack from behind, which made Sirius stunned for a moment.

He had just searched the place, and even glanced at the coffin in the grave, making sure that there was no wizard left at all.

He never imagined that there would be a wizard hidden in the cauldron full of potions.

What shocked him even more was that the sneak attacker didn't attack him with a spell, but actually moved his mouth to bite someone?

Kids fight, right?

Sirius reached out and grabbed the man on his back, but the other party was like an old turtle's mouth, biting his neck and not letting go.

Sirius had to pull down hard, ripping off a large piece of flesh before tearing the other man off, and he felt the pain to the bone, as tough as he also wailed.

Sirius threw the attacker out of the way, and the creature slammed sideways against a tombstone, smashing it and slumping to the ground like mud.

Sirius looked at the sorcerer who had been thrown out, his eyes widened and stared straight at him, as if to doubt and judge what it was...... Plaything.

It resembles a baby, with dark red skin and a flat snake face with sparkling red eyes.

A bold thought popped into Sirius's mind.

"You're Voldemort?!"

"It's me, Harry Poult!"

Voldemort, who fell to the ground, was covered in a blur of flesh and blood, he curled up on the ground, his face was also full of pain, and then spit out a piece of flesh and blood, and said in a hoarse voice:

"We meet again."

"I'm going to kill you!"

Sirius didn't know how Voldemort came to be like this, but he didn't care, all he could think of was avenging Jaime and Lily.

Sirius raised his wand violently, but his legs went limp, and he fell to one knee, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and sweat quickly oozed from his forehead, blurring his vision for a moment.

"Stop struggling." Voldemort's mouth oozed scarlet blood, his eyes were crazy, and he laughed and said:

"My teeth can secrete snake venom, although I don't want to kill you in this way, I want to use Avada to kill you, but ...... Pote, you're dead! ”

Sirius tried to raise his wand, but the toxin had paralyzed his body, and he collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out of the wound in his neck.

With a snap, Peter's apparition appeared, and when he saw the Dark Lord lying on the ground, he was so shocked that he hurried over to pick him up.

"Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Voldemort stared at Peter with his scarlet, cold eyes and asked, "What about the wizard who pretended to be Gibbon?" ”

"I introduced that guy to the Riddle House." Peter wiped the large beads of sweat that burst out of his pale face, and said:

"There are pre-set traps that should trap him for a while."

"Very well, bring me back to life." Voldemort's hurried voice was filled with excitement:

"That piece of meat has Potter's blood stuck to it, carry me into the cauldron!"

"Yes, master!"

Peter picked up the bloody flesh, and he walked to the stone crucible with Voldemort in his arms, only to see a large bird flying straight away.

It opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of orange flames, and in an instant, the cauldron ignited, and the heat scorched the corpse next to the crucible, quickly encircling it and turning it into wisps of gray smoke.

Peter's wand sprayed and fell on the flames, but it had no effect, and the flames of the phoenix spread in all directions, and Peter coughed as he held Voldemort and retreated.

Soon, Tom Riddle's grave, along with his bones, was engulfed in flames.

"Fawkes?" Voldemort roared angrily, "You damned fellow, if you dare to destroy the potion of my resurrection, I will kill you with a thousand knives!" ”

Fox ignored Voldemort, and flew straight to Sirius, standing beside him.

Sirius, whose chest was heaving violently, was already dying, and he tried to open his eyes, and a meaningless sound came out of his throat.

Fawkes blinked, large pearl-like tears rolling down its lustrous feathers and onto the back of his poisoned neck.

Peter raised his wand to attack Fawkes, and Voldemort snapped:

"Hurry up, Dumbledore is coming...... Use a time turner to go back in time...... Back to before my father's tomb was destroyed! ”

"Yes, master."

Peter quickly pulled out the time turner, and he spun it quickly, taking Voldemort with him, and disappeared into thin air.

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deep in the Forbidden Forest,

What was once a vast and lush forest has disappeared, replaced by a huge pit the size of a lake.

Rove crouched at the bottom of the pit and watched as the stone fell to the ground and fell to pieces, the shattered stone shards bounced back into the air, became intact again, and then fell down again and shattered again......

There's clearly the power of time here, and Dumbledore says it's the time turner that shattered.

With a snap, a figure appeared beside Rove, and the boy looked up at the headmaster and asked:

"Professor Dumbledore, how's the action?"

"Failed." The old man shook his head and said, "Sirius and Remus didn't catch Peter and let him run away. ”

"Although it was expected." Rove smiled bitterly: "But I still want to know, the two of them acted together, or pretended to be Gibbon."

How could Peter be allowed to escape without defense? ”

"The two of them showed up before Tom found out that Gibbon was a fake." Dumbledore said softly.

Rove wondered, "How did Voldemort do that?" ”

He can't still see through the polyjuice decoction, right?

"I guess the Dark Mark was exposed." Dumbledore explained:

"Gibbon is a Death Eater, and he has the Dark Devil mark on his arm, and Voldemort should be able to feel its presence somehow.

However, Remus used Polyjuice Potion to turn into Gibbon and was unable to create a true Dark Mark. ”

Rove sighed, it turned out that Voldemort still had anti-counterfeiting marks, but he didn't expect it to be such a small detail negligence, which led to the final exposure.

It's you...... Tom!

"Are they both alright?"

"Remus is fine, but Sirius was bitten by Voldemort and caught his snake venom." Dumbledore whispered, "He almost died. ”

“……”

Is the position of a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor really so evil?

"Fortunately, they had Fawkes's feathers on them, and it quickly found their place and saved Sirius in time." Dumbledore said, "Not life-threatening. ”

Rove breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It looks like I have to go back, and this can't be changed." ”

"Yes." Dumbledore drew his wand and pointed it at the ground, "The time turner is flying!" ”

I saw a large pile of golden fragments bursting out, gathering from the ground into the air.

Dumbledore waved the magical Elder Wand again and said, "Restored to normal!" ”

Those golden fragments were instantly closed and restored, restored to their original state, and the power of time on the ground also came from afar and merged into the converter.

Rove grabbed the time turner, and he asked:

"Professor Dumbledore, there's one thing I don't understand, why Peter chose to go back to last year's Halloween night? And not any other time? ”

"Because you killed him that night, all the news reports, he died that night." Dumbledore smiled:

When Peter heard that he was dead, whether it was true or not, he wanted to go back to Halloween night and determine what had happened and who had died.

If he could, he wanted to save himself, just as he had saved himself from the Aurors last year. ”

"But it was precisely this return that caused his death." Rove narrowed his eyes: "He's going to die." ”

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded and said, "So those who play with time at will will inevitably be eaten by time." ”

Rove turned the converter and asked, "Are you going back?" ”

"Nope." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I don't have to go back, the other one is already sitting in the office waiting for you...... Stay safe. ”

Rove waved his hand, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

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(Thanks to the "piece of old ink" boss for the tip.) ）

(End of chapter)