Can a person be resurrected from death?

The answer is yes.

Someone has done it.

Voldemort.

Using evil magic, he created six Horcruxes for himself.

Unless all the Horcruxes are destroyed, he won't die completely.

But what about John?

There was no cure for the poison Voldemort had given him, and he had even considered using it on Dumbledore.

It was a mortal poison, and even if you had a Horcrux, you wouldn't be able to regain your body in a short period of time.

Otherwise, Voldemort would not have had to wait more than ten years to be reborn.

Nothing makes sense.

Why would a person who has already died live.

At this moment, Voldemort was a little difficult to accept.

He had worked so hard to get back alive.

A student, despite his enormous power, these foreign objects are understandable.

But why did his youthful appearance have such power?

Voldemort stared at John, not even Dumbledore.

At the scene, everyone's reaction was different.

Harry's surprise and confusion, Hermione's surprise, Luna's rightfully deserved.

Bellatrix's body could not move, and Lucius hurried to Voldemort's side to show his loyalty.

Drogen's separation from Lupin was left with a few more wounds.

Sirius ran out, and he finally found the exit through the swirling foyer.

Everyone in the Star Society took off their masks one after another, revealing their young faces.

John raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems that the situation is clear, Tom." ”

Voldemort stared gloomily at John, the people of the Society of the Stars plus the people of the Order of the Phoenix.

And with the old monster Dumbledore, Voldemort is now in a dilemma.

However, he suddenly laughed.

"You're very talented, John Wick."

He praised John in a cold, high-pitched voice.

"You seem to be holding you too far, though."

Voldemort smiled coldly, "Do you think that with the Order of the Phoenix, you can defeat me?" ”

"Your men are all locked up in the Department of Mysteries." John feigned surprise and said, "Do you think you still have a chance?" ”

"You want my life?" Voldemort screamed, "Even if I'm dead, I'll come back." ”

Dumbledore hid speculation about the mystery of John's resurrection, and he calmly said, "I will not be satisfied just by taking your life. ”

He cast a reassuring glance at John, as if John was with him against the enemy, which made him very happy.

"I'm Voldemort!" Voldemort said loudly, "I'm not going to die here." ”

He raised his wand and shot a green light that flew towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore raised his wand and waved, dodging the attack.

Voldemort reversed course and shot at John.

He thought he was going to pinch a soft persimmon.

"I can do what you can't, Tom."

John's expression was calm, and the sword in his right hand split the red light that shot in.

Dumbledore followed, a tiny flame on the tip of his staff, trying to bind Voldemort like a fisher.

Voldemort can still fly even if he is limited to apparition.

He flew into the sky, and two owls, one black and one white, fell from the sky, their sharp claws piercing through his robes.

Voldemort was furious, and his wand was aimed at the white mass to shoot the spell.

A silver light rose from the ground and streaked across Voldemort's side, interrupting the spell and looking down.

John held the sword in his right hand, and the whole person flew up suddenly, raised his left hand and swung it vigorously.

Thunder shoots down Voldemort, causing him to fall quickly.

The silver light flickered, and Voldemort stopped his fall and quickly turned to dodge.

John knew that Voldemort had seventy percent of his strength defending against Dumbledore.

The camera magic activated, and Voldemort's body was stunned.

John threw himself down, looking condescendingly at Voldemort.

"It's beyond your reach, you're a coward, Tom."

Voldemort undid all the force of the fall, and Lucius went to the Savior, only to be caught by Dumbledore's flames and thrown out.

In the process of falling, Voldemort flicked his wand, and a green light swept past John's side and hit the clouds.

He wielded the sword of Silver Wick, and the upper of his shoe shone and galloped down.

The blade of the sword swung with silver light, and Voldemort activated the Iron Charm to block the attack.

Raising his hand to unleash ancient magic, John was swept off guard by a gust of wind, and Voldemort raised his wand to cast the Reel Curse.

Dumbledore unleashed a spell that sent the ground to sink and Voldemort was forced to fight back.

Dragged the witch statue in front of him again, and Dumbledore dodged the Curse.

John has recovered from his imbalance, and the sword of Silver Wick is on fire.

"Beat the thorns!"

Voldemort flicked his robe and summoned vipers to pounce on John.

The firelight slashed through the vipers, and the smell of burnt food filled the hall.

"Master, I'll help you!"

Lucius unleashed his restraints and cast a spell at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore didn't look back, and let the house-elf statue stop the spell and arrest Lucius.

Lucius screamed, and John glanced at it, ignoring it.

And he was actually waiting.

The pace of the attack slowed down, and John looked like he was powerless.

As Dumbledore approached Voldemort, John approached the edge of the battlefield.

Occasionally shoot two spells for Voldemort to block.

...

Harry found that he couldn't get involved in such a fight.

A sense of frustration grew in his heart.

It was even more frustrating that John, who was the same year as himself, was able to fight there.

Hermione couldn't pay attention to his emotions at this time, and seeing her good friend appear safe and sound, Hermione's mood really fluctuated.

"Who is he?" Harry noticed that someone was watching him all the time.

He looked over to Percy's side, the man with blond hair.

Harry was looked at uncomfortably, and in the eyes of the man, he seemed to be something very useful.

Sirius' arrival left Harry with no time to think about it for a while, and he helped Sirius and asked, "Are you alright, Sirius?" ”

"I'm fine," Sirius said with a wry smile, clutching his left rib, "probably a broken rib." ”

Looking at the fierce battle, Sirius said in disbelief, "That's a student?" ”

Although John was not the one who primarily faced Voldemort, it was extremely difficult to be able to make moves in it.

If it were someone else, going in would only be a burden to Dumbledore, and it wouldn't help.

"Why didn't Voldemort run?" He asked, confused.

Harry mused, "Exclusive power, I saw it at the cemetery, it seems to be something that makes people unable to apparate. ”

"That's great, we can destroy Voldemort this time!" Ron shouted excitedly.

Not only him, but Harry thought the same way.

In their opinion, with Dumbledore in his presence, Voldemort would definitely be defeated.

But Lupin's heart was heavy, he never thought that the student would be Johnny Silverhand.

The Johnny Silver Hand he understands will not be so simple.

His eyes fell on John, who was paddling on the edge, and he was inquiring.

Things look good now, and if Dumbledore defeats Voldemort, everything will be over.

What's more, they still have no manpower to come.

As long as everyone gathers, not even Voldemort can escape.

Everything is going in a good direction.

But......

Will it go this way?

Just as Dumbledore was fighting Voldemort with the Elder Wand, John suddenly stopped and walked out of the circle.

He came to the side of the Stars Society and said, "It's time to prepare. ”

In the halls of the Ministry of Magic, fireplaces are lit up by the fireplaces embedded in the walls.

Ten rays of light shot towards Dumbledore.

Everyone's faces changed.

In the flames of the fireplace, the Death Eaters stepped out.

Voldemort flicked Dumbledore's spell and sneered, "Dumbledore, your time of death has come. ”

Dumbledore looked back and saw ten Death Eaters coming out of the fireplace, and as he was about to be hit, he waved his wand loudly, and the elven statue ran over and opened its arms to block it. m.

The spell knocks out the pokes out of the elf.

Voldemort actually has a backhand!

It seems that the failure of the past has taught this man to be cautious.

"Sacrificed a few minions to lure the Aurors away, Dumbledore, and now you're the trapped beast."

In Voldemort's eyes, those who followed him were nothing more than things that could be discarded at will.

They weren't even qualified to be branded as a Dark Demon, and all of his elite followed him to the Ministry of Magic.

He waved his wand to free Lucius from the house-elf statue.

"One of my faithful believers has escaped from his captivity, bringing me information and stratagem."

Voldemort looked at one of the Death Eaters who came in, "Barty Crouch, Jr., you're doing a good job. ”

In the midst of the crowd, Barty Crouch Jr. came out without saying a word.

"Little Barty?" Dumbledore's face was no longer calm when he saw the young man.

He participated in that trial, watching Barty Jr. be sent in and reported dead in Azkaban.

Unexpectedly, little Barty was standing here alive.

How did he do it?

Sirius had some impression of the young man crying wolf in Azkaban, and he felt even more incredible when he saw it.

The situation is reversed, and the offense and defense are changed.

...

Some people died, but not completely......