Chapter 213 Confrontation
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
When the trophy flew into his hands, the space instantly began to distort, and the three of them disappeared in this piece of Riddle's cemetery.
The few Death Eaters were blown upside down by the blast, and when the smoke cleared, they ran in the direction of Voldemort in horror.
The masks were all removed, revealing the well-maintained faces.
They helped Voldemort up, and Voldemort, who had just been revived and was blown up, was in a bit of a mess, and even had dust on his face.
But those few Death Eaters didn't dare to laugh at all, because they were too aware of the Dark Lord's methods. He had never done that person before, so it would be no problem to kill them all.
"Master...Master...", Lucius rushed to the front, his worried look made others almost believe it.
Voldemort stood up with some difficulty, "Go away!", he roughly pushed away the people who were supporting him, and then his scarlet eyes kept searching ahead, when he saw the empty land, that A pale face suddenly became extremely hideous.
"No!", a roar resounded in this gloomy cemetery.
These Death Eaters lowered their heads in fear, for fear that the devil would take revenge on them in his wrath.
Voldemort's footsteps were a little flimsy and a little staggering. The damage caused by the explosion just now was really serious.
It was an alchemy bomb carefully prepared by Eli, just waiting for it to play a miraculous effect at a critical moment.
Eli didn't dare to use it at first, why, because Voldemort is at least alive, and he can still throw magic biubiu, and it will be bad if he doesn't blow up his own people by then.
Even when he just used it, Eli took some risks, because at such a short distance, he would definitely be affected, but fortunately, he was prepared and used magic power to resist the explosion.
As for Voldemort, worthy of being called the Devil King, he actually reacted at that moment, but Eli really didn't expect such a few gadgets to make Voldemort reopen again.
I yelled, I yelled, I yelled, I should bully these useless subordinates.
When Voldemort's eyes swept over, several pure-blood patriarchs who were usually domineering shuddered neatly, as if falling into an ice cellar.
Voldemort walked slowly in front of them, his scrutinizing eyes seemed to scan the pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"My friends... 13 years have passed, but everything seems to be only yesterday... I have to say, standing here, I am very disappointed..."
Voldemort's tone became colder and colder, and the heads of the Death Eaters lowered lower and lower, and their bodies trembled more and more.
"In 13 years, none of you have tried to find me, Crabbe, McNeill, Gore..."
Whenever Voldemort said a name, one of them would shudder violently, as if death was about to come.
But Voldemort didn't move them, he just walked towards Lucius slowly, "Not even you... Lucius..."
The murderous Dark Lord was close at hand, looking at him with strange eyes, Lucius almost suffocated.
"My master... as long as I find out the signal or rumor you left behind, I will..." Lucius is indeed the head of the Malfoy family. Under such circumstances, he can still think of giving himself Excuse me, but Voldemort would never listen to such nonsense.
"There have been signals, my cunning friend, and not just rumors." Voldemort sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm and coldness.
"Master, I swear, I will never give up pursuing our cause!" Lucius took off the black pointed hood on his head, his eyes were extremely sincere.
"You are not here, I have to make another face in front of others every day, that is just my mask!"
Lucius seemed to be giving a solemn speech, and he moved himself.
Voldemort looked at him coldly, with an expression that seemed to say, "Go on, I almost believed it."
Voldemort paced slowly, looking around Lucius constantly, "I hear you've been doing well, Lucius."
"That's just to prepare for your return, my master." Lucius said hastily, as if he had already thought of a way to respond.
Voldemort sneered, "The scenery is boundless, the great Malfoy family is now even more powerful."
That yin and yang tone was all ironic and murderous.
Lucius shuddered and quickly knelt down on one knee, "Master, it took me a lot of effort to get this job, Shafiq is too cunning, I have absolutely no ability to influence the decision-making of that company, but As long as I can accumulate wealth for our cause, I... I can go all out!"
"Ha, you're really cautious." Voldemort snorted coldly, and Lucius' cautious words made him look down even more.
But now is not the time to settle accounts with Lucius. I have to admit that Voldemort needs his family power, not to mention that Lucius is more or less cooperating with the Chinese people. At this time, he can't provoke another powerful enemy.
"I will let the past go, but I hope that you can dedicate your loyalty in the future!"
A group of people disappeared in the cemetery, and from beginning to end, the Death Eater who lost his hand and later lost his life for Voldemort's resurrection didn't even get a look from Voldemort.
……
Eli pulled Harry and Krum back to the arena with the help of the trophy portkey.
When several people came out of the maze crookedly, the audience thought they had returned victoriously, and cheers erupted instantly, and the angry trumpet was played again.
Dumbledore at the front didn't smile at all, until the three of Eli appeared, and he rushed over quickly.
Eli was supported by Harry and Krum, and after confronting Lao Fu, he was blown up a bit. He was indeed a little tired.
Hermione in the auditorium ran down directly, Ron and Draco saw it, looked at each other, and followed.
Dumbledore went straight to Eli, his eyes burning, "How is it?"
"I did." Eli took his hands off Harry and Krum's shoulders as he caught sight of Hermione running up.
Dumbledore's eyes flashed with ecstasy at that moment.
Officials from the Ministry of Magic also greeted him, and Fudge smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Come and congratulate our warrior!" Fudge yelled loudly, pushing Harry aside, standing next to Eli, and taking a photo with the camera.
"The mysterious man is back!"
Eli's abrupt words made Fudge's smile instantly freeze on his face, but he just paused for a moment, and then began to say "Congratulations" and other official words.
"Voldemort is back!" Eli raised his voice a little, trying to teach the busy Minister of Magic to understand.
Fudge turned his head vigorously, and said to Eli viciously, "What did you say?"
Eli sneered, and put his wand on his neck, and a very loud voice instantly resounded throughout the venue.
"Voldemort has risen!"
The scene fell silent instantly, everyone seemed to freeze, and the sound of breathing became abrupt.
Immediately afterwards, the screen that seemed to be stuck was reloaded, and a huge amount of noise came in an instant.
Everyone looked horrified, and Eli's voice was heard clearly by all of them.
Most of the students have no memory of what happened back then, and their fear of Voldemort comes more from their elders, so they just feel at a loss, and then they are afraid along with the people around them.
Only those professors, as well as those Ministry of Magic officials and guests turned pale. They knew too well what that sentence meant.
They couldn't believe it, they hoped it was just a prank.
The scene got a little out of control, Fudge panicked, he grabbed Eli's shoulder, "Are you lying? Tell everyone, you are lying!"
"Let him go!" Hermione pointed her slender wand at the crazy Fudge, and some Aurors around rushed up and took out their wands.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco and Krum drew out their wands one after another and confronted the Aurors.
Only Dumbledore and Eli remained unchanged.
Those Aurors may not understand who they are surrounded by.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, don't make trouble..." Bagman's face was pale, and his voice was a bit lacklustre.
Professor McGonagall and Snape rushed over immediately.
Maxim and Furong stood at a loss in the auditorium, and Karkaroff wanted to rush but dared not.
Everyone looked at the group of people facing each other in the middle without moving.
"He didn't lie, I can testify." Krum said in a deep voice, holding a wand.
Fudge turned his gaze to Krum, "What do you know!"
"I don't know Voldemort, but that guy is indeed a terrible dark wizard. No one is more terrible than him. I have seen it with my own eyes."
The few Death Eaters were blown upside down by the blast, and when the smoke cleared, they ran in the direction of Voldemort in horror.
The masks were all removed, revealing the well-maintained faces.
They helped Voldemort up, and Voldemort, who had just been revived and was blown up, was in a bit of a mess, and even had dust on his face.
But those few Death Eaters didn't dare to laugh at all, because they were too aware of the Dark Lord's methods. He had never done that person before, so it would be no problem to kill them all.
"Master...Master...", Lucius rushed to the front, his worried look made others almost believe it.
Voldemort stood up with some difficulty, "Go away!", he roughly pushed away the people who were supporting him, and then his scarlet eyes kept searching ahead, when he saw the empty land, that A pale face suddenly became extremely hideous.
"No!", a roar resounded in this gloomy cemetery.
These Death Eaters lowered their heads in fear, for fear that the devil would take revenge on them in his wrath.
Voldemort's footsteps were a little flimsy and a little staggering. The damage caused by the explosion just now was really serious.
It was an alchemy bomb carefully prepared by Eli, just waiting for it to play a miraculous effect at a critical moment.
Eli didn't dare to use it at first, why, because Voldemort is at least alive, and he can still throw magic biubiu, and it will be bad if he doesn't blow up his own people by then.
Even when he just used it, Eli took some risks, because at such a short distance, he would definitely be affected, but fortunately, he was prepared and used magic power to resist the explosion.
As for Voldemort, worthy of being called the Devil King, he actually reacted at that moment, but Eli really didn't expect such a few gadgets to make Voldemort reopen again.
I yelled, I yelled, I yelled, I should bully these useless subordinates.
When Voldemort's eyes swept over, several pure-blood patriarchs who were usually domineering shuddered neatly, as if falling into an ice cellar.
Voldemort walked slowly in front of them, his scrutinizing eyes seemed to scan the pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"My friends... 13 years have passed, but everything seems to be only yesterday... I have to say, standing here, I am very disappointed..."
Voldemort's tone became colder and colder, and the heads of the Death Eaters lowered lower and lower, and their bodies trembled more and more.
"In 13 years, none of you have tried to find me, Crabbe, McNeill, Gore..."
Whenever Voldemort said a name, one of them would shudder violently, as if death was about to come.
But Voldemort didn't move them, he just walked towards Lucius slowly, "Not even you... Lucius..."
The murderous Dark Lord was close at hand, looking at him with strange eyes, Lucius almost suffocated.
"My master... as long as I find out the signal or rumor you left behind, I will..." Lucius is indeed the head of the Malfoy family. Under such circumstances, he can still think of giving himself Excuse me, but Voldemort would never listen to such nonsense.
"There have been signals, my cunning friend, and not just rumors." Voldemort sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm and coldness.
"Master, I swear, I will never give up pursuing our cause!" Lucius took off the black pointed hood on his head, his eyes were extremely sincere.
"You are not here, I have to make another face in front of others every day, that is just my mask!"
Lucius seemed to be giving a solemn speech, and he moved himself.
Voldemort looked at him coldly, with an expression that seemed to say, "Go on, I almost believed it."
Voldemort paced slowly, looking around Lucius constantly, "I hear you've been doing well, Lucius."
"That's just to prepare for your return, my master." Lucius said hastily, as if he had already thought of a way to respond.
Voldemort sneered, "The scenery is boundless, the great Malfoy family is now even more powerful."
That yin and yang tone was all ironic and murderous.
Lucius shuddered and quickly knelt down on one knee, "Master, it took me a lot of effort to get this job, Shafiq is too cunning, I have absolutely no ability to influence the decision-making of that company, but As long as I can accumulate wealth for our cause, I... I can go all out!"
"Ha, you're really cautious." Voldemort snorted coldly, and Lucius' cautious words made him look down even more.
But now is not the time to settle accounts with Lucius. I have to admit that Voldemort needs his family power, not to mention that Lucius is more or less cooperating with the Chinese people. At this time, he can't provoke another powerful enemy.
"I will let the past go, but I hope that you can dedicate your loyalty in the future!"
A group of people disappeared in the cemetery, and from beginning to end, the Death Eater who lost his hand and later lost his life for Voldemort's resurrection didn't even get a look from Voldemort.
……
Eli pulled Harry and Krum back to the arena with the help of the trophy portkey.
When several people came out of the maze crookedly, the audience thought they had returned victoriously, and cheers erupted instantly, and the angry trumpet was played again.
Dumbledore at the front didn't smile at all, until the three of Eli appeared, and he rushed over quickly.
Eli was supported by Harry and Krum, and after confronting Lao Fu, he was blown up a bit. He was indeed a little tired.
Hermione in the auditorium ran down directly, Ron and Draco saw it, looked at each other, and followed.
Dumbledore went straight to Eli, his eyes burning, "How is it?"
"I did." Eli took his hands off Harry and Krum's shoulders as he caught sight of Hermione running up.
Dumbledore's eyes flashed with ecstasy at that moment.
Officials from the Ministry of Magic also greeted him, and Fudge smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Come and congratulate our warrior!" Fudge yelled loudly, pushing Harry aside, standing next to Eli, and taking a photo with the camera.
"The mysterious man is back!"
Eli's abrupt words made Fudge's smile instantly freeze on his face, but he just paused for a moment, and then began to say "Congratulations" and other official words.
"Voldemort is back!" Eli raised his voice a little, trying to teach the busy Minister of Magic to understand.
Fudge turned his head vigorously, and said to Eli viciously, "What did you say?"
Eli sneered, and put his wand on his neck, and a very loud voice instantly resounded throughout the venue.
"Voldemort has risen!"
The scene fell silent instantly, everyone seemed to freeze, and the sound of breathing became abrupt.
Immediately afterwards, the screen that seemed to be stuck was reloaded, and a huge amount of noise came in an instant.
Everyone looked horrified, and Eli's voice was heard clearly by all of them.
Most of the students have no memory of what happened back then, and their fear of Voldemort comes more from their elders, so they just feel at a loss, and then they are afraid along with the people around them.
Only those professors, as well as those Ministry of Magic officials and guests turned pale. They knew too well what that sentence meant.
They couldn't believe it, they hoped it was just a prank.
The scene got a little out of control, Fudge panicked, he grabbed Eli's shoulder, "Are you lying? Tell everyone, you are lying!"
"Let him go!" Hermione pointed her slender wand at the crazy Fudge, and some Aurors around rushed up and took out their wands.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco and Krum drew out their wands one after another and confronted the Aurors.
Only Dumbledore and Eli remained unchanged.
Those Aurors may not understand who they are surrounded by.
"What are you doing, what are you doing, don't make trouble..." Bagman's face was pale, and his voice was a bit lacklustre.
Professor McGonagall and Snape rushed over immediately.
Maxim and Furong stood at a loss in the auditorium, and Karkaroff wanted to rush but dared not.
Everyone looked at the group of people facing each other in the middle without moving.
"He didn't lie, I can testify." Krum said in a deep voice, holding a wand.
Fudge turned his gaze to Krum, "What do you know!"
"I don't know Voldemort, but that guy is indeed a terrible dark wizard. No one is more terrible than him. I have seen it with my own eyes."
