Rove, who had just been identified as dead, came back to life in an instant and nailed Dolokhov to the tombstone with an ice spear.

Such a dizzying twist and turn shocked the Quidditch audience and the Death Eaters in the graveyard.

Dolokhov was even more horrified, he was sure that his killing curse had hit Scamander, but why was he still unharmed?

Dolokhov leaned his back against the tombstone, and his hands clutched the ice spear that pierced his chest, trying to pull it out.

But when dragging, flesh and blood were involved, and the pain was so painful that his head was covered with cold sweat, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He had no choice but to give up, gasping for breath with difficulty, and asked angrily:

"You...... You obviously fell under my killing curse, why didn't you die? Why can't you die?! ”

Rove smiled, he had indeed been hit by the Killing Curse, but it was just a magical clone from a civet, and of course he couldn't die.

However, he did not give an explanation to Dolokhov, he glanced up at the monitor in mid-air, and said loudly:

"This man, Anthony Dolohov, was one of Voldemort's first Death Eaters who fought in the Wizarding Wars, torturing and killing a large number of innocent Muggles and wizards who did not support Voldemort.

After the end of the Wizarding War, Dolokhov was sentenced to life in Azkaban, but escaped from prison during Easter a few months ago......"

Like a judge, Rove narrates the crimes of Dolokhov's life.

The Quidditch students were confused, wondering why he was saying this.

The Death Eaters, however, were aware of what was coming, and they raised their wands and cast spells to stop the boys.

But unfortunately, Rove and Dolohov were in a straight line, and they were too close to him, and the Death Eaters were afraid of affecting Dolohov, so they didn't dare to use extremely lethal magic, and the average power of the attack, after falling on him, would bounce off all of them.

The boy strode in front of Dolohov, and he leaned over to stare at the other, the fierce voice echoing through the catacombs and the Quidditch arena.

"In the presence of Merlin and everyone, I, Rove Scamander, have sentenced the death eater Anthony Dolohov to death for the murder of innocents and escape from prison, and I will carry it out myself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant sword of ice condensed in Rove's hand, and as he raised the sword above his head, a wave of despair enveloped Dolokhov.

The giant sword swings down, heavy and precise, and the blow is deadly!

The blade was not sharp, and Rove slashed three times in a row before separating Dolokhov's head from his body.

The bloody head fell to the ground, and the blood spurted out of the severed neck like a red spring, splashing on the tombstones.

A Death Eater, who had the blood of countless innocents on his hands, was executed by Rove in this way...... Everyone in the Quidditch arena was frightened by this terrible scene.

The Death Eaters were also terrified for a while.

They were accustomed to seeing death, and they had long been accustomed to this bloody scene, but for some reason, they were still shocked by the image of the boy first judging and then cutting off Dolokhov's head with a sword.

Vis Doslav stared blankly at Dolokhov's corpse, and their relationship was extraordinary, as they had often acted together and concocted multiple murders.

Seeing his friend's death at this time, Dothraki's face showed a hideous look, and he raised his wand and shouted:

"You kid...... Die! Avada suo! ”

Green light shot out of his wand, and at the same time, the wand in Rove's hand was gently raised, and Dolokhov's head flew out of thin air, just in time to block Avada's life.

The skull exploded in midair, and a faint golden light shot out of the skull, rushing towards Dothraki at an extremely fast speed.

It was a small pocket sword, extremely imperceptible in the dimly lit catacombs.

Dothraki only discovered it when the sword flew in front of him, his face changed drastically, and he subconsciously turned his head sideways.

He touched his cheek, and there was a deep blood groove cut out of it, and if he didn't turn his head fast enough, he was afraid that he would be stabbed through the head by a sword.

Under Rove's control, the small sword circled in another arc and flew towards Dothraki again, and he rolled sideways, the flying sword slicing through his robes, and a string of blood splattered from his back.

Fortunately, the other Death Eaters reacted in time and immediately waved their wands to block the small sword.

August Luckwood drove away the little sword, looked at Dothraki lying on the ground, kicked him with his toes, and urged, "Hey, hurry up......"

But Dothrak didn't move, he lay motionless on the ground, and Lukewood realized that something was wrong, crouched down and turned him over, and froze in place.

The rest of the Death Eaters came over, also in silence for a while.

Dothraki has ...... He's dead.

In the Quidditch arena, seeing Dothraki dead, Ludo exclaimed excitedly:

"Another Death Eater has been killed, and that little sword obviously didn't hit Dothraki in the vital point, how did he kill him?"

Not only Ludo, but also the students in the audience were curious about this, wondering if it was some terrible magic.

Standing in front of Dolokhov's headless corpse, Rove stretched out a finger with an indifferent expression, and the small sword swept back to him leisurely, lingering in his fingers, slowly circulating.

The reason for Dothraki's death was simple, Rove quenched the sword with a mixture of basilisk and eight-eyed spider, which could kill a person in just a few seconds by piercing the skin.

In a way, Rove's way of fighting is indeed very "non-wizard", but it is like American wizards like to use guns...... It just works.

In an instant, two of their companions died, and the rest of the Death Eaters looked at Rove with murderous intent.

In this suffocating confrontation, the corners of Rove's mouth curled up and he laughed inappropriately, and then he lowered his head and patted the dust off his body, and the smile on his face grew

Finally, when he raised his head.

A young face with a hideous smile was revealed.

Rove was obviously laughing, but what he said made all the Death Eaters present tremble.

"Since Tom Riddle doesn't dare to come out, I'm going to have to slaughter you all...... Forced him out. ”

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Penny had stopped screaming and was lying on the ground dying, as if she had been sucked dry, her skin loosely covered with bones.

A figure stood up, and he said in a cold, shrill voice:

"Dress me."

"Yes, master." Respectfully and fervently, Bella knelt on the ground, grabbed a black robe, and draped it over the man.

Voldemort couldn't help but laugh as he closed his eyes, felt his body, felt the blood flowing through his bones.

"Thirteen years later, I finally ...... Resurrected. ”

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