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Chapter 217

Inside the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

Harry Potter looked nervously at the silent Dumbledore in front of him. The previously amiable and friendly principal had such a serious expression that Harry's heart could not stop beating wildly.

In addition, Professor Snape, who was leaning in the corner, still had a sullen expression on his face.

There was also Professor Lin Bei who stood in front of the window, only showing his back.

The atmosphere in the room became increasingly dull.

Harry couldn't help but dig at the chair with both hands.

"Harry."

Dumbledore's hoarse voice awakened Harry Potter from his thoughts.

"Ah~ Professor, I will study hard and never go out at night again. Please don't expel me!" Harry said quickly.

"Get ready, it's going to hurt a lot later." Lin Bei raised his hand and put it on Harry's head.

Lin Bei didn't bother to care about Harry, a little kid's self-esteem, and said bluntly: "I've seen it, so I'm sorry.

Lin Bei walked directly to Harry Potter.

This is where the scar on your forehead comes from.

And you are the only one among the wizards who survived after eating a big melon.

"I think you misunderstood Harry. I didn't mean to expel you." Dumbledore comforted.

So you can only be adopted by your uncle's family.

Harry swallowed nervously, looked at Dumbledore behind Lin Bei, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on! I believe Dumbledore will not harm me."

At the same time, Harry's eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

Harry Potter, you've deducted fifty points from Gryffindor for your honesty, and I may have to think of some new punishments. "

By the way, you have to take good care of my people. "

A magic circle suddenly appeared on Lin Bei's hand.

Lin Bei waved his hand, "Just kill that little brat Voldemort as soon as possible so that we can finish it as soon as possible.

Lin Bei, who was standing in front of the window, turned around and said, "Let's make a long story short.

Harry Potter looked confused when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "Professor, are you sure you are not compiling a new biography of the Savior?"

Dumbledore nodded and said nothing.

I will use magic later to activate the soul fragments belonging to Voldemort in your scar. When the time comes, you will see some pictures.

Can protect you from Voldemort.

Your parents were killed by Voldemort.

This is why your scars sometimes hurt.

Here comes the point.

But if you want to maintain this curse, you can't stay with your blood-related relatives.

Harry nodded involuntarily, "I probably understand, Professor."

Harry Potter looked at Dumbledore confused.

Lin Bei didn't bother to defend himself and said directly: "Now, you have already seen that Voldemort is not dead.

Your parents fought with Voldemort before they died. In the end, Voldemort wanted to kill you, and then the curse of love rebounded.

Okay, stop talking.

I don’t know if you have read your biography. "

But by some strange combination of circumstances, Voldemort accidentally made you a living Horcrux.

After locating Voldemort's location, I will help you eliminate it.

We need your help now.

You killed Voldemort like this before you were even a full moon old.

Dumbledore on the side couldn't help but said hesitantly: "So fast?"

Snape in the corner said sadly: "But I can't pretend that I didn't hear it.

And with the power of love, your mother unexpectedly cast a super powerful spell.

"Okay, okay, Snape. Don't scare the child." Dumbledore said with a smile, "It's time to tell you some truth, Harry."

Harry shook his head. He still wanted to show some respect. Although he had seen it secretly in private, he couldn't say it openly.

Understand? "

All you have to do is honestly tell me everything you saw.

That was caused by fragments of Voldemort's soul. "

I'll just pretend you haven't seen it.

"He's angry now.

So sad.

Ah~! ! ! "

Harry covered his head with one hand, his expression ferocious.

Lin Bei reminded: "If you don't want to do it again, remember those scenes and the conversations between those people."

"Prophecy ball, prophecy ball!" Harry said quickly.

"Lots of people, and a snake."

Looking at Harry's flushed face, Lin Bei pushed aside the lightning-shaped scar hidden under Harry's bangs with his thumb.

He pressed it directly.

It's like the whole finger is pressed in.

Harry's screams suddenly became more intense, and his whole body began to struggle.

Fortunately, Lin Bei had the foresight to restrain Harry's body in advance.

Wisps of black smoke began to emerge from Harry's lightning scar.

In the consciousness space in the lightning scar.

The remnant soul belonging to Voldemort was struggling hard, but was pressed hard on the white ground by an overwhelming thumb.

The entire consciousness space is filled with strong positive energy.

Under the erosion of positive energy, Voldemort's remnant soul is like a vampire exposed to the sun. It is burned and carbonized bit by bit. The carbonized body peels off bit by bit, and then is expelled from this consciousness space.

This formed the black smoke seen by Snape and Dumbledore outside.

Harry Potter screamed until his voice broke.

Lin Bei then slowly took his hand away from Harry's different head.

At the same time, the invisible force that imprisoned Harry Potter was revoked.

Harry was about to fall off the chair as he lost his strength.

Snape, who was hiding in the corner, appeared out of nowhere and hugged Harry directly.

He glanced at Harry, who was already confused, with complicated eyes.

"Right now he···"

"It's okay. In the next few days, just drink some refreshing potion and get more rest." After Lin Bei finished speaking, he looked at Dumbledore.

"Prophecy ball. I think we should know Voldemort's purpose."

"Ministry of Magic!" Dumbledore said seriously.

At the same time in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

It's already chaos here.

Several Aurors were already lying stiffly on the ground.

These officials from the Ministry of Magic, who were well-respected and dared to bully ordinary wizards, stared at the figures in black robes in front of them with wary expressions. "Damn it, these Death Eaters, how dare they!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Someone wants to forcibly apparate in. Please be careful!" Sandor, a patrolling Auror, reminded his colleagues loudly with the wand in his hand tightly.

The words have not yet fallen.

Three tall, thin people wearing black masks appeared in the hall with a large puff of fog.

The leader had a wretched face and a bald head, a mouse-like face and a pointed nose.

He carefully held a swaddle in his arms.

After more than ten years, Voldemort reappeared here with a high profile, in front of a large group of Ministry of Magic officials.

All the Aurors raised their wands and pointed them at Pettigrew and his group.

"It seems that my poor servant has let me down again~" Voldemort stretched out his deformed and small arms and controlled Pettigrew to walk smoothly in front of the Death Eaters who were responsible for attacking the Ministry of Magic.

The few Death Eaters there immediately backed away from him upon seeing this, and at the same time looked like they were watching a good show on their faces.

"Master..." Little Barty lowered his head, not daring to look at Voldemort at this time.

Because at this time, Voldemort was as weak as an aborted, deformed baby picked up from the toilet in the school toilet.

"Oops! I almost didn't notice..." Voldemort stretched his head out and looked around, "So many old and new friends came to welcome me! I'm so touched, what trick should I perform for everyone? Let’s take a look?”

The figures of Dumbledore and Lin Bei were revealed from the side.

Lin Bei looked at Voldemort with a strange expression, "By the way, our little Tom hasn't been weaned yet, right?"

A look of anger suddenly appeared on Voldemort's wrinkled face, and his small, white-less eyes glared at Lin Bei fiercely.

"Albus Dumbledore, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, why haven't you died of old age yet? Are you unable to let go of the power in your hands?

Our poor Fudge has been waiting for you to die soon~
If you don't die, he will be out of class. "

Voldemort said in a low voice.

At the same time, a red light suddenly shot out.

Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand in his hand and directly blocked the attack.

However, he was still knocked back several steps and almost couldn't stand.

Dumbledore frowned and looked at the person who attacked him with the Imperius Curse. It took him a long time to recognize him.

"Peter Pettigrew?!"

Voldemort looked at the other Aurors present, "It seems I have to let you understand why I can be called the Dark Lord, but you are just pariahs!"

As soon as these words came out, the officials of the Ministry of Magic suddenly widened their eyes.

The swaddled baby in front of him turned out to be Voldemort, who had already announced that he was cold.

Suddenly, none of the officials from the Ministry of Magic were so frightened that even if they faced such a weak Voldemort, they would not have the slightest intention of resisting.

The Death Eaters had killed more than a dozen Aurors.

After Voldemort finished speaking his lines arrogantly, he controlled Peter Pettigrew and waved his wand gracefully. The magic was rolling in the entire hall. All the officials of the Ministry of Magic present only felt that they were hit by a strong force. Those who were less powerful Already fell directly to the ground.

Peter Pettigrew's hair turned gray, and his face looked a bit older.

Now that there was no one who could fight him, Voldemort felt very relaxed and at ease.

Seeing that no one dared to resist.

"So, where is my prophecy ball?" Voldemort did not look at the Death Eaters.

"After months of preparation, months of hard work, you losers, you finally have to let me come and get it myself!"

Voldemort casually named them and gave instructions: "Anthony, bring a few losers and bring me the prophecy ball."

Voldemort's performance shocked everyone present. Even the Ministry of Magic officials who graduated from Gryffindor House were open-mouthed and did not dare to do anything more.

Only a few Aurors helped up their injured companions, their wands pointed at Voldemort tightly.

Lin Bei couldn't help curling his lips when he saw this.

Most of these wizards' spells were returned to Hogwarts, and it was enough to bully ordinary wizards.

As the Ministry of Magic's largest combat force, the Auror department cannot always be stationed at the Ministry of Magic, especially since the number of Aurors is very small.

Plus there’s the issue of treatment.

As long as there is no problem with their brains, they generally will not choose to become an Auror, although there are still many wizards with a sense of justice.

But there are only two to three hundred Aurors in total.

If they all come, that's fine.

The key is that I can't come.

Is it up to the Ministry of Magic officials who are dragging their feet on these processes?

Voldemort's small eyes looked at these Ministry of Magic officials as if they were looking at a herd of goats waiting to be slaughtered.

"Kill them all!" Voldemort said coldly with a childish voice: "I need to let the current wizarding world understand that I, Voldemort, am back!"

One by one, the Death Eaters raised their heads and looked at the Ministry of Magic officials with malicious intent.

But all of them were very smart. From the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help but look at Dumbledore and the young man next to him who looked as casual as if he were watching a movie.

"Oh~ I almost forgot.

My dear Professor of Transfiguration.

Are you going to stop my mother? "

"You know you couldn't stop me last time."

"Do you want to kill me this time? Professor Dumbledore?" Voldemort shouted arrogantly, "Unfortunately, that is impossible. Even if you defeat me, you will never be able to kill me!"

Lin Bei looked at Voldemort with strange eyes and couldn't help but shake his head.

Poor Voldemort was an extreme person in his own right. If he hadn't learned how to create those Horcruxes, he would at least be a normal person, or at least pretend to be a normal person. At most it's just a bit ambitious.

It's a pity that the Horcruxes split too many times.

In Lin Bei's vision, Voldemort's soul seemed to have been chewed by a dog. There was a piece missing here and there was an extra hole here.

The incompleteness of the soul has caused Voldemort to be in a state of madness. Scientifically speaking, it is severe mental illness.

"I have gone farther than anyone else on the road to eternal life!!! Hahaha!!!"

Voldemort controlled Peter Pettigrew's body, and a thick green light shot towards Dumbledore.

As the Dark Lord who is proficient in black magic, he silently casts Avatar and gnaws on the big melon just by twisting it.

Dumbledore quickly waved the wand in his hand, and the floor was lifted up, and he flew out for life.

Escaped this attack.

He looked at several more light beams of various colors coming towards him.

Dumbledore hurriedly blocked them one by one, and at the same time he was able to find time to shoot a few beams of light to counterattack.

This kind of battle scene where raising and lowering hands is a beam of light makes Lin Bei feel like he has traveled to Star Wars. There is something obviously wrong with this style of painting.

Shouldn't a normal mage duel involve you firing a fireball and me flashing an ice storm?
But this scene isn’t bad either.

Dumbledore's former professor of Transfiguration, the magic used by Transfiguration is called a miraculous transformation. Under the command of Dumbledore's wand, the rocks on the ground that were blown up turned into a soldier holding a spear, heading towards The Death Eaters rushed over.

And the ground turned into fortifications under Dumbledore's wand.

But Dumbledore was facing Death Eaters, Death Eaters with no moral bottom line.

People were already fighting Voldemort with their heads high, so why would they care about the spirit of wizard duels?

He fired spells at Dumbledore for free.

The Ministry of Magic officials who were hiding secretly cursed these Death Eaters for their lack of martial ethics while watching Dumbledore evade in a panic, but they were not injured.

Confidence also arose in their hearts, and a few brave ones also picked up the wands in their hands and started to fight back.

But the accuracy is not very good.

As a result, Dumbledore not only had to dodge the opponent's attack, but also had to guard against counterattacks from the pig teammates behind him who did not activate friendly force shielding.

(End of this chapter)