Chapter 240 Voldemort's Invitation
When Voldemort heard this, the veins on his forehead throbbed.
Has his reputation in the wizarding world fallen to this point?
Even a brat like Harry dared to mock him?
He shook his wrist lightly, and the ropes that bound Harry broke one after another and scattered all over the ground.
Harry staggered to his feet. Although he had just said something very strong, his legs were still a little shaky.
"Take up your wand, Harry Potter."
Voldemort spoke quickly, his scarlet eyes flashing coldly in the darkness.
Harry didn't understand what Voldemort was trying to do.
But he quickly took out his wand, at least it made him feel a little more at ease.
"You have learned to duel, have you not?" said Voldemort quietly.
Harry heard this. He did participate in a dueling club two years ago. It seemed like it happened in his previous life...
"We bow to each other, Harry,"
Voldemort leaned forward slightly as he spoke, but his twisted snake face remained fixed on Harry.
"Come on, etiquette must be observed... Bow to Death, Harry..."
Harry did not move. He would not let Voldemort play with him before killing him... He would not let him succeed...
"I say, bow." There was a hint of impatience in Voldemort's voice.
Harry felt his spine bend, as if his back was being pressed hard by an invisible giant hand.
"Very well," Voldemort's voice was calm again, and the pressure on Harry's back was gone.
Now look at me like a man... hold your head high, just like your father did when he faced death..."
"Now—let's duel."
Voldemort raised his wand and cast another Cruciatus Curse.
Harry's body moved on its own before his mind could react.
He lurched to one side and landed heavily on the grass.
The sharp pain from his knee cleared his mind.
He used his hands and feet to crawl behind the tombstone.
At the same time, the end of the maze.
Hephis was carefully sensing the space he was in.
Under the stone platform, hidden in the thick soil, there is a mechanism.
Whenever someone takes away the Triwizard Cup, the weight on top of the soil changes.
The mechanism will be triggered, instantly activating the magic circle hidden underground.
Hefeis really didn't expect that he would plot against him.
Someone actually could set up such a complicated magic circle ten feet underground.
It can also change the flow of time, which is a high-end magic involving time.
Although it was just an auxiliary magic, it would be difficult for Dumbledore to escape.
Hephis did study the time converter for a few days, but he didn't understand it clearly.
Not to mention this advanced magic circle that touches time.
However, the magic circle in front was obviously just to trap him, not to kill him.
The Triwizard Tournament can also restrict Dumbledore.
Then Voldemort's plan is about to be revealed.
Not him, but Harry.
Hephis tried Apparition, but it didn't work.
It seems that the other party is well prepared and even blocked the elf's Apparition.
But Voldemort knew nothing about the horror of shadows!
If his shadow power had not awakened, this magic circle would indeed cause him some trouble.
but now.
Hephis randomly sensed a place with a shadow outside the magic circle.
"Shadow Double".
In an instant, he and the black hand holding the Triwizard Cup appeared outside the magic circle.
He stared at the magic circle that was still running, a faint smile on his face.
Don’t refuse something that comes to your door.
Then he manipulated the shadows of the surrounding hedges like a large net, reaching twenty feet underground.
He uprooted the entire magic circle and put it into the small bag he carried with him.
A large circular pit twenty feet deep appeared in the center of the maze.
Hephes finished everything and stopped wasting time.
He sensed the position of the shadow soldiers on Harry's body.
A circle of light interwoven with gold and red appeared, and he stepped over it.
Although it is unknown how long Harry and Voldemort have been together.
Not to mention Draco, just to prevent Hermione from being sad about losing a friend.
He felt that Harry still needed to be rescued.
As soon as Hephis appeared, he heard Voldemort's cold but graceful voice.
"This is not some silly game of hide and seek, Harry. You can't hide from..."
Before he finished speaking, his scarlet eyes locked onto Hephes who was slowly walking out of the air.
Hephaestus and Voldemort stared at each other.
This taste is just right - the braised egg socket man.
"It's been a long time since we last met! Hephis, welcome."
Voldemort opened the arm holding the wand, as if welcoming an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Oh, aren't you afraid of me?" Hephis asked with a hint of amusement in his tone.
“Afraid?” Voldemort laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke.
Harry curled up behind the tombstone, shutting out all the noise around him.
There was only one thought in his mind, burning like a raging fire.
He couldn't live like this, he couldn't kneel at Voldemort's feet.
He wanted to be like his father and stand tall even in the face of death.
He would fight, even if he could only fire one spell.
So Harry stood up suddenly, grasped his wand tightly, and rushed out.
Then he froze with his wand raised.
When did Hephes come?
"Harry, good evening!" Hephis turned his head and looked at Harry who was confused.
"Good...evening!" Harry responded subconsciously.
"Voldemort and I still have something to say. Would you please rest aside for now?" Hephes smiled gently.
Harry nodded mechanically, and then, as if all his strength had been drained away, he leaned limply against the tombstone.
He felt that happiness came a little too suddenly.
Now that Hephaestus is here, he doesn't have to die.
Voldemort was very gentlemanly and stood quietly by without disturbing him.
"Congratulations on your resurrection, Voldemort." Hephis said in a flat tone.
"I told you a long time ago that I have prevented death." Voldemort's pale face was full of confidence.
"Prevent death?" Hephis sneered, "Isn't it just using the Horcrux?"
Voldemort's snake-like pupils shrank suddenly.
"It seems you know it. How do you want to learn it? I can tell you how."
"Oh, you are willing to share your greatest support with me? What are the conditions?" Hephis asked curiously.
"I know a lot about you. You are really like me, full of ambition.
If you and I join forces, we can rule the world."
Voldemort held out a hand as if in invitation.
"Become my helper, and I am willing to share the world with you."
