Chapter 614 Gryffindor’s Courage
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
With Harry's strength, of course there is no way to detect the existence of Voldemort.
But it doesn't matter.
All he needed to know was that this chaotic battlefield was increasingly leaning towards Hogwarts, and the most anxious person was Voldemort.
Just as Dumbledore was worried about how to completely eliminate Voldemort, Voldemort himself would also be worried about how to surpass Dumbledore's cutting-edge strength while maintaining the strength of his men as much as possible.
Otherwise, when his men are wiped out by Grindelwald, even if he successfully absorbs Harry's soul, he will be completely helpless at that time and will really perish in this world after his failure!
So, this is a bet, a bet involving life!
"Oh, Harry Potter..."
Voldemort appeared sadly beside Harry, looking at his weird outfit with a mocking look on his face.
"Is this the last weapon that Tweel Foley left for you? Unfortunately, this thing can't change anything, just his stupid life..."
"You have no right to speak against him!"
Harry gritted his teeth and threw a sharp spell. To be precise, this was the first authentic black magic he had used!
"Shen Feng has no shadow!"
"Oh?"
Voldemort stepped away in surprise and looked at Harry in surprise.
"Is this...Severus' magic? No wonder...he would make such a stupid move..."
He faintly felt something was wrong.
When Severus came to look for him early in the morning, his movements were very strange. If he hadn't been alert, he might have been enchanted by some strange magic.
Looking at it now, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as he expected.
In other words, it was so smooth that it seemed like a big hand was pushing him forward.
This uneasiness made Voldemort a little anxious. With a wave of his hand, Harry's spell-casting movement was disrupted.
"Potter, didn't Dumbledore teach you manners?!" He suddenly raised his wand and stared directly at Harry with his blood-red eyes.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
Harry's heart twitched, and the heartbreaking pain instantly spread from it to his whole body.
"what--"
The whole person collapsed to the ground weakly, his wide-open eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes caused by severe pain, and his mouth could only make meaningless gasping sounds, like a deflated balloon.
The students around were frightened, and Sirius's eyes were cracked, but he who was walking at the front couldn't get through at all.
Even Dumbledore, who was far away, frowned when he saw this scene.
Is it still too much to force Harry at this stage to face Voldemort?
If Voldemort planned to absorb Harry's soul as well, then even if the Horcrux problem was solved, Harry would not be able to survive!
"Can you imagine, Potter?"
With his approaching hand, Voldemort's face was distorted with excitement. He held the wand emptyly and came to Harry step by step.
"Your mother begged me not to hurt you, but Severus did not hesitate to do it to me for your sake;"
"When your father was tortured by me, he was also in this painful state. Until his death, he could only be like an ant, unable to resist;"
"In order to save you, Tweel Foley did not hesitate to step alone into the trap I prepared for a year."
"It's a pity that even if so many people sacrifice their stupid lives, they can't stop you from being destined to die!"
With a flick of the wand in his hand, Harry was lifted up like a puppet, breathing heavily.
Looking at his angry eyes, Voldemort frowned.
He couldn't bear to look directly.
At this moment of panic——
"Shen Feng has no shadow!"
Voldemort was startled and took a big step back to avoid the magic.
Now that his soul is incomplete, he does not dare to suffer any magic easily, especially black magic!
When it became clear that the person who came was just a blond student about the same age as Harry, Voldemort suddenly felt humiliated.
"Slytherin student?"
Voldemort frowned and looked at the green patterns under Draco's waistcoat.
Not only is he a student of Slytherin House, he even claims to be the heir of Slytherin.
There were so many Gryffindor students around who didn't dare to come over, but he didn't expect that a Slytherin student stood up to resist him.
"To be precise," Draco didn't dare to relax even as he was speaking, vigilantly observing Voldemort's every move, "a student of Hogwarts!"
"Ah……"
Voldemort chuckled, his smile full of disdain for Hogwarts.
"Seeing that you are so young and capable of such a spell, I may mercifully allow you to surrender and offer me your loyalty."
He regarded Slytherin's students as Death Eater reserves, and when he defeated Dumbledore, he counted on these students to help him in the future.
"Well, now that you say so..."
Draco sighed and walked over step by step, as if he wanted to shake Voldemort's hand.
"Then I will show mercy and send you to meet the God of Death!"
Draco waved the wand in his hand and cast a spell again, then swooped up to Harry's side, trying to tear him off.
Voldemort was completely angered now.
He was also worried about whether Draco might be a relative of one of his Death Eaters, worried about damaging the already fragile relationship between them.
Now that he was being offended one after another, even if Draco was his son, he only had one thought in his mind——
"Avada eats a big melon!"
Before Draco could even pull it apart, he sensed the approaching crisis and quickly rolled to the side regardless of his appearance.
The killing curse blasted a small crater in his original position, and the dirt kicked up hurt his face.
But it couldn't compare to his violently beating heart.
As a student, I have experienced many battles in the classroom and even simulated battlefields.
But this kind of danger of dying if he wasn't careful still made him realize the cruelty of the real battlefield!
Breathing heavily, Draco finally understood why the professor said that although he was obviously very strong, he was often too rational and lacked the courage of a Gryffindor.
However, he seemed to understand a little too late and a little too cruelly!
"Feeling scared, kid?"
Voldemort looked at Draco indifferently. He had seen this kind of panic on countless people's faces countless times.
"It's a pity that you have to pay the price of death for your fear!"
The wand in his hand flicked suddenly, and a green light flew out instantly.
"Avada eats a big melon!"
However, in Draco's surprised gaze, a figure suddenly broke free from his restraints and stood in front of him in a large font without hesitation.
"No!"
"Do not--!"
Not to mention Draco, Voldemort watched Harry's limp body fall with eyes wide open, feeling as if the world in front of him had collapsed.
Turn around!
But it doesn't matter.
All he needed to know was that this chaotic battlefield was increasingly leaning towards Hogwarts, and the most anxious person was Voldemort.
Just as Dumbledore was worried about how to completely eliminate Voldemort, Voldemort himself would also be worried about how to surpass Dumbledore's cutting-edge strength while maintaining the strength of his men as much as possible.
Otherwise, when his men are wiped out by Grindelwald, even if he successfully absorbs Harry's soul, he will be completely helpless at that time and will really perish in this world after his failure!
So, this is a bet, a bet involving life!
"Oh, Harry Potter..."
Voldemort appeared sadly beside Harry, looking at his weird outfit with a mocking look on his face.
"Is this the last weapon that Tweel Foley left for you? Unfortunately, this thing can't change anything, just his stupid life..."
"You have no right to speak against him!"
Harry gritted his teeth and threw a sharp spell. To be precise, this was the first authentic black magic he had used!
"Shen Feng has no shadow!"
"Oh?"
Voldemort stepped away in surprise and looked at Harry in surprise.
"Is this...Severus' magic? No wonder...he would make such a stupid move..."
He faintly felt something was wrong.
When Severus came to look for him early in the morning, his movements were very strange. If he hadn't been alert, he might have been enchanted by some strange magic.
Looking at it now, things didn't seem to go as smoothly as he expected.
In other words, it was so smooth that it seemed like a big hand was pushing him forward.
This uneasiness made Voldemort a little anxious. With a wave of his hand, Harry's spell-casting movement was disrupted.
"Potter, didn't Dumbledore teach you manners?!" He suddenly raised his wand and stared directly at Harry with his blood-red eyes.
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
Harry's heart twitched, and the heartbreaking pain instantly spread from it to his whole body.
"what--"
The whole person collapsed to the ground weakly, his wide-open eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes caused by severe pain, and his mouth could only make meaningless gasping sounds, like a deflated balloon.
The students around were frightened, and Sirius's eyes were cracked, but he who was walking at the front couldn't get through at all.
Even Dumbledore, who was far away, frowned when he saw this scene.
Is it still too much to force Harry at this stage to face Voldemort?
If Voldemort planned to absorb Harry's soul as well, then even if the Horcrux problem was solved, Harry would not be able to survive!
"Can you imagine, Potter?"
With his approaching hand, Voldemort's face was distorted with excitement. He held the wand emptyly and came to Harry step by step.
"Your mother begged me not to hurt you, but Severus did not hesitate to do it to me for your sake;"
"When your father was tortured by me, he was also in this painful state. Until his death, he could only be like an ant, unable to resist;"
"In order to save you, Tweel Foley did not hesitate to step alone into the trap I prepared for a year."
"It's a pity that even if so many people sacrifice their stupid lives, they can't stop you from being destined to die!"
With a flick of the wand in his hand, Harry was lifted up like a puppet, breathing heavily.
Looking at his angry eyes, Voldemort frowned.
He couldn't bear to look directly.
At this moment of panic——
"Shen Feng has no shadow!"
Voldemort was startled and took a big step back to avoid the magic.
Now that his soul is incomplete, he does not dare to suffer any magic easily, especially black magic!
When it became clear that the person who came was just a blond student about the same age as Harry, Voldemort suddenly felt humiliated.
"Slytherin student?"
Voldemort frowned and looked at the green patterns under Draco's waistcoat.
Not only is he a student of Slytherin House, he even claims to be the heir of Slytherin.
There were so many Gryffindor students around who didn't dare to come over, but he didn't expect that a Slytherin student stood up to resist him.
"To be precise," Draco didn't dare to relax even as he was speaking, vigilantly observing Voldemort's every move, "a student of Hogwarts!"
"Ah……"
Voldemort chuckled, his smile full of disdain for Hogwarts.
"Seeing that you are so young and capable of such a spell, I may mercifully allow you to surrender and offer me your loyalty."
He regarded Slytherin's students as Death Eater reserves, and when he defeated Dumbledore, he counted on these students to help him in the future.
"Well, now that you say so..."
Draco sighed and walked over step by step, as if he wanted to shake Voldemort's hand.
"Then I will show mercy and send you to meet the God of Death!"
Draco waved the wand in his hand and cast a spell again, then swooped up to Harry's side, trying to tear him off.
Voldemort was completely angered now.
He was also worried about whether Draco might be a relative of one of his Death Eaters, worried about damaging the already fragile relationship between them.
Now that he was being offended one after another, even if Draco was his son, he only had one thought in his mind——
"Avada eats a big melon!"
Before Draco could even pull it apart, he sensed the approaching crisis and quickly rolled to the side regardless of his appearance.
The killing curse blasted a small crater in his original position, and the dirt kicked up hurt his face.
But it couldn't compare to his violently beating heart.
As a student, I have experienced many battles in the classroom and even simulated battlefields.
But this kind of danger of dying if he wasn't careful still made him realize the cruelty of the real battlefield!
Breathing heavily, Draco finally understood why the professor said that although he was obviously very strong, he was often too rational and lacked the courage of a Gryffindor.
However, he seemed to understand a little too late and a little too cruelly!
"Feeling scared, kid?"
Voldemort looked at Draco indifferently. He had seen this kind of panic on countless people's faces countless times.
"It's a pity that you have to pay the price of death for your fear!"
The wand in his hand flicked suddenly, and a green light flew out instantly.
"Avada eats a big melon!"
However, in Draco's surprised gaze, a figure suddenly broke free from his restraints and stood in front of him in a large font without hesitation.
"No!"
"Do not--!"
Not to mention Draco, Voldemort watched Harry's limp body fall with eyes wide open, feeling as if the world in front of him had collapsed.
Turn around!
