Homecoming from Hogwarts

It was like a thunderclap exploding in Harry's mind. The huge noise made Harry deaf. He could not hear what Remus and the others who rushed to his side were shouting.

Let me die quickly!

Harry's green eyes were bloodshot and bulged like a goldfish that was about to be killed by the scorching sun!
It seemed as if a hacksaw was sawing open his head bit by bit along his scar, and the pain was beyond description.

"Blaine, Bones, and the Goblin!"

A green light suddenly flashed before Harry's eyes. The deep evil contained in the green light made people feel nauseous and want to vomit at first sight.

After the green light, a sharp roar emerged in Harry's mind.

Harry, whose consciousness was between wakefulness and confusion, saw that in a large gray room, Voldemort with bloodshot eyes was raising his wand high and then swinging it down like a chopping machine. Then, several wizards in front of him lost their lives without even a scream!

Furious, incredulous, timid!
At this moment, only Harry knew what kind of emotions were beating in the heart of the most evil wizard in history, who was feared by the entire British wizarding world.

The first one to realize what was happening was Malfoy. He grabbed his wife and rushed out of the magnificent door before anyone else.

Malfoy's actions alerted the trembling Death Eaters, and they rushed to get away from the furious Dark Lord. Even Adam, who tried to comfort him, gave up the attempt to calm the Dark Lord down after seeing him ruthlessly kill the wizard who came to report the news.

Anger and cowardice.
Only the splashing green light could slightly vent his explosive emotions!

"I need to find out what they're planning!"

A dozen cold corpses comforted Voldemort's uneasy heart hidden under his rage. Voldemort looked grimly outside the door, and his high-pitched and cold voice echoed back and forth in the hall filled with blood.

The Death Eaters who had just escaped returned to the hall where they fled anxiously, waiting tremblingly for the Dark Lord's orders!
"Have Severus come see me, immediately, I need to know what Brian is going to do!"

Voldemort strode in front of the French windows, hissing angrily from time to time. Two minutes later, he stopped and looked at his followers coldly.

"I will contact Severus for you immediately-"

Malfoy looked horrified, but still spoke in a choked voice.

"This is a serious provocation to the Dark Lord's authority by Brian and the Ministry of Magic!"

Voldemort's bloodshot eyes swept across his disciples, and the Death Eaters who were passed by his gaze lowered their heads even lower, fearing that they would be killed for showing lack of respect!
"I will tell the Ministry of Magic and Brian how serious the consequences are for angering me in this way. My Death Eaters, the time has come to defend the Dark Lord and your dignity. Bones and those beasts need to be punished most severely!"

Voldemort's tone was sinister.
"Now that the Ministry of Magic has told people that the Dark Lord has been resurrected, it is time for the wizarding world to once again feel the terror brought by the Dark Lord!"

The Death Eaters were as if they had been pardoned, and they all said yes hurriedly and left.

"Bella!"

Voldemort called to a woman with seaweed-black hair.

Very strange.
When the woman was crawling in fear in front of the Dark Lord, Harry found that his perspective was moving around the woman like a camera in a movie. What was even more strange and made Harry feel deeply uneasy was that the woman seemed to be able to see him, and in the brief eye confrontation, he found that the woman was obviously afraid of him!

The pain that had exceeded his threshold strangely made Harry's mind calm down.

Everything before my eyes is undoubtedly real. It may even be happening now.

But why could he see Voldemort and his Death Eaters, but they couldn't see him?
Why, after his perspective shifted, this female Death Eater whom he had seen in the newspaper seemed to clearly see her and show fear of him?
Harry was thinking about these questions.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The shrill sound of the incantation shook Harry out of his thoughts, and the woman's heart-wrenching screams of pain caused Harry's emotions to split.

On the one hand, he felt reluctant, but on the other hand, he felt extremely happy.

"This is your punishment, Bella!"

Voldemort's cold voice gradually faded away, and the anxious calls of Remus and others were looming.

But Harry was reluctant to leave now, he wanted to hear more.

"Punishment for your negligence"

"Harry, Harry, what shall I do?"

Hermione's familiar scream quickly dispelled the gray hall in Harry's sight, and the warmly lit entrance hall and corridor of number 12 Grimmauld Place came into his sight again.

Ron and his twin brother were so frightened by his sudden condition that they didn't know what to do. They leaned their backs against the wall, staring blankly at Harry lying on the ground.

Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, and Ginny all knelt beside him, tears in their eyes, calling out to him.

Remus's face looked terribly ugly. He also half-knelt beside his legs, holding his wand and constantly drawing trajectories in the air, as if he was casting a spell.

"Oh, he stopped screaming."

Harry heard Mrs. Weasley say, "He's still alive. That's terrible. Oh, Merlin, your magic is working, isn't it, Remus?"

"Maybe it has nothing to do with my magic."

Remus's livid face did not ease at all, still tense.

"Harry, Harry? Can you hear me? There's something wrong with your scar. If you can hear me, blink!"

Uh. Uh.
Blinking was a bit too stupid, so Harry opened his mouth to say something. However, when he tried, he found that his throat was too hoarse and he couldn't make a coherent sound. It must be because he screamed in pain when he lost control just now.

So Harry had no choice but to blink obediently.

call--

A group of people exhaled in unison. Ron wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling relieved.
"Alive. I've never seen Harry's scar hurt so badly."

After seeing Harry finally regain his senses, Remus collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

Having seen a lot of ups and downs, he was also frightened by Harry's hideous and painful expression. However, after hearing Ron's words, he immediately looked over with raised eyebrows.

"Does Harry's scar often behave like this?"

Hmm...

Ron's face was stunned, not knowing whether he should reveal Harry's situation.

“Sometimes.”

Hermione bit her lip.
“Not many times but never this serious.”

"You need to go to St. Mungo's, Harry"

Mrs. Weasley stared at Harry nervously, her voice trembling, afraid that he would have another attack at any time.

"I'm afraid St. Mungo's can't be of much help, Molly—"

Remus said, taking a deep breath.

He was not completely ignorant of Harry's scar.

"You just saw something, didn't you?"

Remus stared sharply into Harry's eyes.
"Like the one you saw last summer?"

What did he just see?
There is no doubt that it was the scene where Voldemort was furious when he learned that Professor Braine was planning to raid the vaults of his Death Eaters.

What would Voldemort do if he planned to do something to counter?
Also, why did he torture Bellatrix in the end because she did something wrong?
"I want to see Professor Blaine!"

Harry suddenly stopped panting and fixed his green eyes on Remus' solemn face.

"You want to see Amosta?"

Remus frowned and looked hesitant.

"You know, Harry, he and Albus are both very busy right now, and Minister Bones alone can hardly handle the situation.

Moreover, Amos Star just proposed the punishment measures for those Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban. I dare say that Voldemort and his Death Eaters are definitely not the only ones who are reluctant to see the Ministry of Magic do this."

Harry said nothing, but his expression was determined.

"All right."

Seeing Harry's expression, Remus knew that it was useless to say more, so he pursed his lips.
"I'll send a message to Amosta for you, Harry, and tell him about your scar. By the way."

Remus suddenly realized something. He looked around at everyone in the hall.
"Where are you planning to go?"

"Diagon Alley—"

Mrs. Weasley said,

"These kids have been sitting in the house for a month without leaving the house. Now that their troubles are finally over, I thought maybe I could let them out to get some sunshine, but..."

Thinking of the news Remus had just delivered, she looked at the children apologetically.

"I'm afraid our travel plans will be ruined" (End of this chapter)