Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.

Realizing that he had been deceived, uncontrollable anger rose in his heart. There was only one person who could manipulate the potion.

It was that Wormtail who betrayed him!

'I'm going to kill him! '

Huge magic power burst out from his body.

With a loud bang, the huge crucible exploded on the spot, fragments flew out in all directions, and hot and sticky liquid splashed everywhere.

The goblin, whose whole body was red and swollen, walked out of it. White hot steam was constantly coming out of his body. His body was burned in many places and there were blisters all over his body.

But he didn't care about that.

"You humble and lowly worm, how dare you betray me, Wormtail!"

He stared at Peter fiercely, raised his hand and wanted to ask him to eat a big melon, and then he discovered something. With Peter's courage, if he saw himself with murderous intentions, the first thing he would do would be to beg for mercy, but the latter still refused. He slumped on the ground with a dazed look.

Eyes are dull and have no focus

This is a typical symptom of being under the Imperius Curse.

when?

The goblin was shocked. The servant who was always with him was being controlled, and he didn't even notice.

"In fact, he didn't betray you."

The voice behind him made his heart tremble.

The boy who was supposed to have his mouth sealed spoke. The boy who was supposed to be tied up had already untied the ropes and was looking at him with a sneer on his hands, his eyes full of mockery.

"It's you!"

screamed the goblin.

"Yes, it's me."

The other party decisively admitted it.

Hearing the admission, the goblin screamed in a higher pitch: "What did you do?! Why is your blood... No, that's not your blood, what is that?!"

"It's indeed not my blood. Guess what blood it is?"

After Harry finished speaking, he burst out laughing. When the other party asked him, he answered him: "A pig, that's the blood of a wild boar."

Hearing the pig blood used by the other party, the goblin's anger was about to explode. His resentful eyes escalated infinitely. If eyes could kill, Harry would have been killed countless times by the other party.

This boy, this boy named Harry Potter, he ruined his plans again, again!More than ten years ago, it was because of him that his own death curse rebounded to death. He had already overestimated the boy's ability to get through two moves with him. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated his strength. He was just a fourth grader. A Harry Potter can be so difficult.

He couldn't understand why the little boy who he could kill easily could actually do something small in front of him without telling him.

Why was the level of the Imperius Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, so high that he didn't realize it at first? Could it be that he had been practicing the Imperius Curse since he was a child?

It was as if he was facing an extremely difficult dark wizard.

etc.

The goblin suddenly realized something was wrong.

His eyes were darting around, especially where the boy had just appeared. He found nothing wherever he looked.

There was nothing but gravel, dirt, and random grass.

The boy had only himself around him.

The key without the door The medium without the key, that trophy

According to the plan, he should have teleported here after getting the trophy.

"You're not Harry, who are you?"

The goblin took out his wand and pointed it at the other person.

The other party is probably really a dark wizard, the kind with profound magic power.

Is it the person Dumbledore is looking for?It looks like Barty Jr. failed. He was discovered!

Dumbledore's old fox is simply his nemesis!

He's there every time!

Be sure to kill him first next time!

"Bingo, correct answer, but no reward."

'Harry' still kept smiling: "It seems you are not really stupid."

He held out three fingers to the goblin.

"three"

"two"

"One"

When the countdown ended, his body began to deform.

The originally strong body suddenly became even larger.

He was taller and stronger, with bulging muscles all over his body. The glasses he originally wore also fell off, revealing a resolute face.

Two rows of white teeth sparkled in the moonlight, as if emitting a faint white light.

It just looks very unpleasant.

This time, with the elf's height, even if he jumped up, he probably wouldn't be able to hit the opponent's knee.

That's possible unless he has amazing jumping ability.

The next second he struck a strange pose.

Stand with your legs separated to the left and right, open the five fingers of your left hand, and slowly place it less than five centimeters away from the face, as if to block the face, but in fact, nothing is blocked. Place the right hand parallel to At the waist, the distance is about half a meter, and the fingers are also spread out.

"First meeting. Or rather, not the first meeting. Good evening, Senior Tom."

"My name - Dudley Dursley!"

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"Avada eats a big melon!"

Dudley's answer was a faint green light.

The goblin or Voldemort didn't want to say hello to Dudley at all, and decisively released the magic that he was proud of.

Avada Kedavra!In other words - the instant death curse!

'Kill him, kill him! '

Voldemort only had this idea in his mind and put it into action.

In his eyes, there is no such concept as not practicing martial ethics or sneak attacks. He has been moody throughout his life and acted without scruples. This is his style.

Voldemort struck suddenly, and Dudley had been on guard against him.

The moment Voldemort recited the curse, he stomped down hard. A second before the curse was about to touch his body, something suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the instant death spell.

"Senior Tom, a sudden attack would be much less interesting."

Dudley said slowly, changing his posture again as he spoke.

"Where is Harry Potter?"

Voldemort's hoarse voice sounded.

He wants to get Potter's blood, otherwise he won't be able to get close to him until he reaches adulthood because of the protective spell.

"Of course at our beloved principal's place."

After hearing Dudley's words, Voldemort's face turned completely gloomy. It seemed that Barty Jr. had really failed. His most trusted servant had also failed.

This trash!

Although Barty Jr. said that he and Voldemort had a relationship that transcended that of father and son, these were just his unilateral wishful thinking. Voldemort did not refute this matter, but he also did not admit it. In Voldemort's heart, he was the only one. the most important.

"I know you. Harry Potter's cousin."

Voldemort had a sullen face, his marble-sized eyes full of malice: "You have ruined my plans many times. Do you know the consequences of doing so? I will kill you in the most cruel way."

Dudley didn't know much about the connection between Horcruxes and Horcruxes, nor did he know whether they could communicate with him.

From his conversation with Voldemort, it can be seen that the Horcrux should have some memories, but it seems incomplete.

"Senior Tom."

As soon as Dudley finished speaking, a spell struck again, but he blocked it casually with his wand.

"Don't call me that name!"

Voldemort shouted sharply.

The voices of goblins are not all so sharp. Most of them are relatively calm. However, the goblin possessed by Voldemort called 'Brick' has a sharper voice.

"But that's your name, isn't it?"

Dudley's wand passed through the air, and a name appeared on it.

'Tom Riddle'

Then the wand was waved and the name formed a sentence.

'I am Voldemort'

"Look, isn't this your name, senior?"

Tom Riddle, Voldemort's father is also called this name. Both father and son use the same name. Strictly speaking, Voldemort should be called Tom Riddle II.

Voldemort stopped talking. He had already learned how annoying the other person's mouth was, and he only wanted to do one thing now.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

kill him!

Another dark green light shot straight towards Dudley's door.

Although it failed just now for unknown reasons, this spell is still Voldemort's most trusted magic. He used this spell to take away the lives of countless powerful wizards.

Avada Kedavra is unlike other magics. Apart from wrestling with pure magic power, there is no magic that can protect this spell.

The reason why this curse is so scary is because it has no protection and no counter-curse.

Not even the famous Patronus Charm can do it.

The only thing that can stop Avada's Kedavra is life.

Voldemort seemed to have seen the other party's misery.

He stamped his foot again, and something stood in front of Dudley, blocking the life-killing curse.

This time Voldemort saw that what blocked the death curse was a black sphere.

What can block the death curse?How can this be! ! !

Voldemort's eyes widened, although there was a limit to how wide his marble-sized eyes could be.

"Senior Tom, don't always make surprise attacks."

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Voldemort had no intention of talking to Dudley, so he cast another death curse, which failed again without any surprise.

But this time, Voldemort saw the appearance of the sphere. It was a 'living ball', a ball formed by a dense gathering of unknown creatures!

There is nothing wrong with the fact that the only thing that can stop the death curse is life.

This is the nature of this instant death magic.

There is a saying in the wizarding world that as long as it is a spell, there is a way to break it. Therefore, in the thousands of years of magic history records, countless people have tried to break the Death Curse.

Some people suggested using hamsters to break the problem. Make clothes into countless pockets, and then put hamsters inside. If the other party uses the Death Curse on you, these hamsters on your chest will stop you first.

Magic spells have no intelligence, they don't know which one is the target.

In the experiment, the effect was indeed good. Wearing the special clothing of 'hamster suit' did block the death curse.