Chapter 369 Who Are You?
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Harry chased Bellatrix all the way out of the Hall of Death to the Hall of the Brains, and then the Hall of the Entrance.
Bellatrix let out a maniacal laugh that echoed in the hall.
The rotunda spun again, and Harry couldn't make out which exit it was.
"Where's the way out?" he asked hastily.
The door of the room behind him suddenly opened, revealing the corridor leading to the elevator.
He didn't care so much and rushed out.
Before he arrived, he saw Bellatrix get on the elevator and waved to him.
He trotted to another elevator, and frantically tapped the button that summoned the elevator.
The elevator came down.
He rushed in and frantically pressed the up button.
Arriving at the Department of Magic hall, he squeezed through the gate before the door was fully opened.
Bellatrix let out an even wilder laugh as Harry chased him out.
Turning around, she cast a spell at Harry.
Harry dodged behind the Magic Brothers fountain as the spell flew past him and hit the golden door on the other side of the hall.
He noticed that the footsteps had disappeared, that Bellatrix hadn't run away.
Harry crouched behind the statue, listening attentively.
"Come out, come out, little Harry!" the crazy woman yelled, imitating the baby's voice: "What are you chasing after? Is it to hide and seek?"
Harry was filled with rage at the thought of his godfather being nearly killed by Bellatrix.
That anger drove him to rush out, aiming his wand at Bellatrix, catching her off guard.
"Crucio" two voices sounded.
Bellatrix cried out, and the spell knocked her over.
But at the same time, Harry also fell down.
"You need malice from the bottom of your heart, Potter," said a drawn-out voice with disgust.
It's Lucius.
Harry forgot, and he ran out too.
Pain took hold of Harry's body, and his body twitched.
On the other hand, Bellatrix quickly stood up.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha-" The harsh laughter made Harry want to kill her.
Bellatrix smugly yelled at Harry: "You are too immature, ignorance will cost your life for nothing."
Her exposed hideous skin looked like tree bark, and she screamed: "Hand over the prophecy ball, now, immediately, immediately!"
Hearing this, Harry roared with a hint of revenge in his eyes: "Then you can only kill me, because the prophecy ball is gone!"
Lucius' expression panicked for a moment. He slapped Harry and shouted, "Shut up!"
With blood on the corner of Harry's mouth, he sneered: "He knows, your dear old partner Voldemort knows he's gone! He'll be dissatisfied with you all, won't he?"
"What? What do you mean?" Bellatrix ran over and pushed Lucius away like crazy, pinching Harry's neck with fingers with long nails.
"He saw it too," said Harry, looking at Lucius. "He saw who broke the prophecy ball."
Bellatrix immediately turned to look at Lucius with a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
Lucius secretly thought it was bad, and hurriedly said: "He is just lying, he has always lied a lot!"
Harry wanted to refute, but the feeling of suffocation and the burning pain of the scar made him speechless in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Lie!" Bellatrix screamed, and she said fiercely: "Give me the prophecy ball!"
The grip on his neck tightened, and Harry rolled his eyes.
Fumbling with his hands on the ground, he caught his own wand.
He thrust his wand hard at Bellatrix.
"Damn, dammit dammit dammit!" Bellatrix screamed, and she let go of Harry's neck, blood running down her face.
Harry breathed air again, he coughed several times in succession, and finally managed to regain his vision.
Lucius was about to step forward and restrain Harry in an instant, but a red light shot from behind made him fall.
It's that crazy woman.
Like an evil ghost that just crawled out, she yelled ferociously with blood on her face, "He is mine, and it is the task that the master entrusted to me!"
"You crazy!" Lucius yelled.
Harry took the opportunity to crawl back.
Bellatrix seemed to be crazy again, and shouted into the air: "Master, I did my best, I did my best, don't punish me."
"Stop wasting your tongue," Harry yelled, his eyes blinded by the pain from his scar. "He can't hear you talking here."
"Really, Potter?" said a cold, high-pitched voice.
Harry felt the chill run from his feet all the way to his head.
He opened his eyes, tall and thin, with a black hood.
On the horribly pale and haggard face like a snake, a pair of slender red pupils made people shudder.
Voldemort.
He is here.
show up here.
The wand was pointed at Harry.
Harry stared blankly, unable to move.
Trembling, Lucius rolled and crawled to Voldemort's feet.
"Master, it was him, he destroyed the prophecy ball."
He kept his gesture to a minimum, just short of kissing Voldemort's feet.
Voldemort turned his gaze to Harry, "So you smashed my prophecy ball?"
Cold red eyes, like snakes, stared at Harry.
In an instant, Voldemort knew a lot from that defenseless mind.
He looked down at Lucius and kicked Lucius over.
Lucius was even more frightened, he knew it, he knew it was Draco who broke the prophecy ball.
No, my son.
Lucius was in great pain.
And Voldemort had enough patience with Bellatrix, and said softly: "Bella, he didn't lie, I saw the truth of the matter from his mind."
"Master, I'm sorry, I don't know, I was..." the crazy woman cried.
"Stop it, Bella." Voldemort turned his gaze back to Harry.
"But master, here he is, down there."
Who Bellatrix was talking about, Voldemort knew.
He ignored it, and pointed his wand at Harry.
"I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you on this day of celebration, Potter."
The man was dead, the guy who kept the Death Eaters in hiding was dead.
Voldemort raised his wand crisply and said the spell.
"Avada Kedavra"
A green light flashed in front of Harry, trying to take his life.
The golden wizard statue next to it suddenly came to life, jumped from the base and landed between Harry and Voldemort with its arms open for protection.
The green light grazed the Warlock's chest, blocking the attack.
The profound transfiguration made Voldemort think of something, he looked around and shouted: "Dumbledore."
Harry's heart was beating fast as he saw Dumbledore appear in front of the golden door.
Voldemort burst into laughter when he saw Dumbledore.
Harry thought he might have been frightened.
Hermione and Ron chased him out, and when they saw Harry's dangerous situation, they shouted worriedly, "Harry."
"Hermione, Ron." Harry saw his little friend, and suddenly his heart arose again.
But thinking that Dumbledore was there, he relaxed.
He hurried over to join a few people.
Ginny and Luna also ran out.
They looked at Dumbledore in awe.
The most powerful magician.
Voldemort didn't seem to care about how they were doing. He stared straight at Dumbledore and asked very strangely, "How do you feel?"
Dumbledore was silent, but Voldemort didn't want to miss the opportunity like this.
He chuckled, and suddenly asked loudly, "I'm asking you, Dumbledore, how do you feel?"
"How does it feel?" Harry and the others were confused.
Voldemort showed a sinister and evil smile, "That man is dead, that guy who ruined my good things again and again, that Hogwarts student..."
He stared at Dumbledore's changed expression, and said grimly, "John Wick."
The few people who were still expecting Dumbledore to solve Voldemort were stunned.
"What he said is not true, is it? Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione turned her head to look at Dumbledore, she felt that this method was very low-end.
However, after a moment of silence, Dumbledore looked at Voldemort and said, "Tom, you killed him."
"It's me?" Voldemort laughed loudly, then pointed his wand at Dumbledore and said loudly, "It's you! Dumbledore!"
"It's your distrust, kill him!"
The cold, high-pitched voice brings endless chills.
Hermione took two steps back and screamed, "That's not true!"
"It's true, little girl." Voldemort liked to see their pained and helpless expressions, and ran his red tongue across his lips, "I poisoned that invincible fellow with the most evil and painful poison. "
"Even I have to admit his excellence, and his death has brought me endless joy."
He pretended to think and said: "Let me guess, he must be begging for mercy on his knees there, begging others to end his life? The sunset is full of his screams?"
Every word was like a knife, cutting on Hermione's heart.
She struggled to breathe and put her hands to her chest.
her good friend.
John, dead?
The most evil, most painful poison.
Hermione's mind was filled with images of John falling down with black blood spitting out of his mouth, and her tears had already fallen.
Harry felt uncomfortable for a while, that John died?
Seeing that Luna looked like a normal person, he was taken aback and asked strangely, "Why aren't you sad?"
Luna blinked her eyes and said firmly, "John said he's fine."
What she said seemed to mean that John would come back to life even after he died.
"Avada Kedavra"
In a moment of grief, Voldemort immediately struck.
The foreshadowing in front of him is for the action at this moment.
Dumbledore turned around, his robe twirled suddenly, and disappeared from the green light.
When it reappeared, it was already behind Voldemort.
At the same time, with a wave of Dumbledore's wand, all the statues in the fountain came to life, and the witch rushed towards Bellatrix and Lucius.
Lupine, who had just escaped, met Drogon, who also escaped, and they fought.
The centaur rushed towards Voldemort, who also suddenly disappeared, and then appeared by the pool.
He shot a green light at Dumbledore, which was blocked by the pulled elf statue.
The golden wizard protected Harry and the others, but there were too many of them.
Voldemort took an imaginary shot, and after casting a spell at Dumbledore, he raised his hand without a wand and waved it vigorously.
The statue of the wizard flew to the side as if it had been hit hard.
Ancient magic.
Exposing Harry and others, Voldemort shot a fierce green lightning.
It was too late for Harry and the others to react.
Lupine was too late to rescue.
A white light pierced through the golden gate from behind and touched the green lightning.
With the junction as the center point, a terrifying blast extends out.
Blow people out.
There is a sizzling electric arc jumping in the air.
Harry and the others were ashamed, and looked up at the person who came out.
Above the luxurious robe is a silver mask.
Seeing the man, Voldemort screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "Who are you?"
...
Bellatrix let out a maniacal laugh that echoed in the hall.
The rotunda spun again, and Harry couldn't make out which exit it was.
"Where's the way out?" he asked hastily.
The door of the room behind him suddenly opened, revealing the corridor leading to the elevator.
He didn't care so much and rushed out.
Before he arrived, he saw Bellatrix get on the elevator and waved to him.
He trotted to another elevator, and frantically tapped the button that summoned the elevator.
The elevator came down.
He rushed in and frantically pressed the up button.
Arriving at the Department of Magic hall, he squeezed through the gate before the door was fully opened.
Bellatrix let out an even wilder laugh as Harry chased him out.
Turning around, she cast a spell at Harry.
Harry dodged behind the Magic Brothers fountain as the spell flew past him and hit the golden door on the other side of the hall.
He noticed that the footsteps had disappeared, that Bellatrix hadn't run away.
Harry crouched behind the statue, listening attentively.
"Come out, come out, little Harry!" the crazy woman yelled, imitating the baby's voice: "What are you chasing after? Is it to hide and seek?"
Harry was filled with rage at the thought of his godfather being nearly killed by Bellatrix.
That anger drove him to rush out, aiming his wand at Bellatrix, catching her off guard.
"Crucio" two voices sounded.
Bellatrix cried out, and the spell knocked her over.
But at the same time, Harry also fell down.
"You need malice from the bottom of your heart, Potter," said a drawn-out voice with disgust.
It's Lucius.
Harry forgot, and he ran out too.
Pain took hold of Harry's body, and his body twitched.
On the other hand, Bellatrix quickly stood up.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha-" The harsh laughter made Harry want to kill her.
Bellatrix smugly yelled at Harry: "You are too immature, ignorance will cost your life for nothing."
Her exposed hideous skin looked like tree bark, and she screamed: "Hand over the prophecy ball, now, immediately, immediately!"
Hearing this, Harry roared with a hint of revenge in his eyes: "Then you can only kill me, because the prophecy ball is gone!"
Lucius' expression panicked for a moment. He slapped Harry and shouted, "Shut up!"
With blood on the corner of Harry's mouth, he sneered: "He knows, your dear old partner Voldemort knows he's gone! He'll be dissatisfied with you all, won't he?"
"What? What do you mean?" Bellatrix ran over and pushed Lucius away like crazy, pinching Harry's neck with fingers with long nails.
"He saw it too," said Harry, looking at Lucius. "He saw who broke the prophecy ball."
Bellatrix immediately turned to look at Lucius with a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
Lucius secretly thought it was bad, and hurriedly said: "He is just lying, he has always lied a lot!"
Harry wanted to refute, but the feeling of suffocation and the burning pain of the scar made him speechless in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Lie!" Bellatrix screamed, and she said fiercely: "Give me the prophecy ball!"
The grip on his neck tightened, and Harry rolled his eyes.
Fumbling with his hands on the ground, he caught his own wand.
He thrust his wand hard at Bellatrix.
"Damn, dammit dammit dammit!" Bellatrix screamed, and she let go of Harry's neck, blood running down her face.
Harry breathed air again, he coughed several times in succession, and finally managed to regain his vision.
Lucius was about to step forward and restrain Harry in an instant, but a red light shot from behind made him fall.
It's that crazy woman.
Like an evil ghost that just crawled out, she yelled ferociously with blood on her face, "He is mine, and it is the task that the master entrusted to me!"
"You crazy!" Lucius yelled.
Harry took the opportunity to crawl back.
Bellatrix seemed to be crazy again, and shouted into the air: "Master, I did my best, I did my best, don't punish me."
"Stop wasting your tongue," Harry yelled, his eyes blinded by the pain from his scar. "He can't hear you talking here."
"Really, Potter?" said a cold, high-pitched voice.
Harry felt the chill run from his feet all the way to his head.
He opened his eyes, tall and thin, with a black hood.
On the horribly pale and haggard face like a snake, a pair of slender red pupils made people shudder.
Voldemort.
He is here.
show up here.
The wand was pointed at Harry.
Harry stared blankly, unable to move.
Trembling, Lucius rolled and crawled to Voldemort's feet.
"Master, it was him, he destroyed the prophecy ball."
He kept his gesture to a minimum, just short of kissing Voldemort's feet.
Voldemort turned his gaze to Harry, "So you smashed my prophecy ball?"
Cold red eyes, like snakes, stared at Harry.
In an instant, Voldemort knew a lot from that defenseless mind.
He looked down at Lucius and kicked Lucius over.
Lucius was even more frightened, he knew it, he knew it was Draco who broke the prophecy ball.
No, my son.
Lucius was in great pain.
And Voldemort had enough patience with Bellatrix, and said softly: "Bella, he didn't lie, I saw the truth of the matter from his mind."
"Master, I'm sorry, I don't know, I was..." the crazy woman cried.
"Stop it, Bella." Voldemort turned his gaze back to Harry.
"But master, here he is, down there."
Who Bellatrix was talking about, Voldemort knew.
He ignored it, and pointed his wand at Harry.
"I don't want to talk too much nonsense with you on this day of celebration, Potter."
The man was dead, the guy who kept the Death Eaters in hiding was dead.
Voldemort raised his wand crisply and said the spell.
"Avada Kedavra"
A green light flashed in front of Harry, trying to take his life.
The golden wizard statue next to it suddenly came to life, jumped from the base and landed between Harry and Voldemort with its arms open for protection.
The green light grazed the Warlock's chest, blocking the attack.
The profound transfiguration made Voldemort think of something, he looked around and shouted: "Dumbledore."
Harry's heart was beating fast as he saw Dumbledore appear in front of the golden door.
Voldemort burst into laughter when he saw Dumbledore.
Harry thought he might have been frightened.
Hermione and Ron chased him out, and when they saw Harry's dangerous situation, they shouted worriedly, "Harry."
"Hermione, Ron." Harry saw his little friend, and suddenly his heart arose again.
But thinking that Dumbledore was there, he relaxed.
He hurried over to join a few people.
Ginny and Luna also ran out.
They looked at Dumbledore in awe.
The most powerful magician.
Voldemort didn't seem to care about how they were doing. He stared straight at Dumbledore and asked very strangely, "How do you feel?"
Dumbledore was silent, but Voldemort didn't want to miss the opportunity like this.
He chuckled, and suddenly asked loudly, "I'm asking you, Dumbledore, how do you feel?"
"How does it feel?" Harry and the others were confused.
Voldemort showed a sinister and evil smile, "That man is dead, that guy who ruined my good things again and again, that Hogwarts student..."
He stared at Dumbledore's changed expression, and said grimly, "John Wick."
The few people who were still expecting Dumbledore to solve Voldemort were stunned.
"What he said is not true, is it? Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione turned her head to look at Dumbledore, she felt that this method was very low-end.
However, after a moment of silence, Dumbledore looked at Voldemort and said, "Tom, you killed him."
"It's me?" Voldemort laughed loudly, then pointed his wand at Dumbledore and said loudly, "It's you! Dumbledore!"
"It's your distrust, kill him!"
The cold, high-pitched voice brings endless chills.
Hermione took two steps back and screamed, "That's not true!"
"It's true, little girl." Voldemort liked to see their pained and helpless expressions, and ran his red tongue across his lips, "I poisoned that invincible fellow with the most evil and painful poison. "
"Even I have to admit his excellence, and his death has brought me endless joy."
He pretended to think and said: "Let me guess, he must be begging for mercy on his knees there, begging others to end his life? The sunset is full of his screams?"
Every word was like a knife, cutting on Hermione's heart.
She struggled to breathe and put her hands to her chest.
her good friend.
John, dead?
The most evil, most painful poison.
Hermione's mind was filled with images of John falling down with black blood spitting out of his mouth, and her tears had already fallen.
Harry felt uncomfortable for a while, that John died?
Seeing that Luna looked like a normal person, he was taken aback and asked strangely, "Why aren't you sad?"
Luna blinked her eyes and said firmly, "John said he's fine."
What she said seemed to mean that John would come back to life even after he died.
"Avada Kedavra"
In a moment of grief, Voldemort immediately struck.
The foreshadowing in front of him is for the action at this moment.
Dumbledore turned around, his robe twirled suddenly, and disappeared from the green light.
When it reappeared, it was already behind Voldemort.
At the same time, with a wave of Dumbledore's wand, all the statues in the fountain came to life, and the witch rushed towards Bellatrix and Lucius.
Lupine, who had just escaped, met Drogon, who also escaped, and they fought.
The centaur rushed towards Voldemort, who also suddenly disappeared, and then appeared by the pool.
He shot a green light at Dumbledore, which was blocked by the pulled elf statue.
The golden wizard protected Harry and the others, but there were too many of them.
Voldemort took an imaginary shot, and after casting a spell at Dumbledore, he raised his hand without a wand and waved it vigorously.
The statue of the wizard flew to the side as if it had been hit hard.
Ancient magic.
Exposing Harry and others, Voldemort shot a fierce green lightning.
It was too late for Harry and the others to react.
Lupine was too late to rescue.
A white light pierced through the golden gate from behind and touched the green lightning.
With the junction as the center point, a terrifying blast extends out.
Blow people out.
There is a sizzling electric arc jumping in the air.
Harry and the others were ashamed, and looked up at the person who came out.
Above the luxurious robe is a silver mask.
Seeing the man, Voldemort screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "Who are you?"
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