Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The blood of his enemies re-condenses the magic power in his body.

He is going to be reborn!

Restore to its original strongest state!

Peak moment!

The Dark Lord is returning!

Then the body that was gradually deforming suddenly stopped. The feeling of growing stronger and more condensed suddenly came to an abrupt end.

It's as frustrating as when the progress bar suddenly stops at 99%.

"what happened?"

There are ten thousand questions in my mind. I was about to succeed, why? Why did it suddenly stop?

This is not the end yet. His body begins to move backwards at an incredible speed.

After a while, he returned to his original state, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

what happened?

What's wrong?

Process? Or where?

Unfortunately, he didn't have much time to think. The severe pain made his brain temporarily black out, and the hot liquid continued to irritate his skin.

No, there's something wrong with this potion!

Even if my reaction was slow, I realized the problem.

Realizing that he had been deceived, he felt an uncontrollable rage rising from his heart. There was only one person who could have tampered with the potion.

It was that Wormtail, he betrayed him!

'I'm going to kill him!'

A huge amount of magic power burst out from his body.

With a loud 'boom', the huge crucible exploded on the spot, fragments flew everywhere, and hot and sticky liquid splashed everywhere.

A goblin with a red and swollen body walked out from inside, with white hot steam constantly coming out of his body. His body was burned in many places and covered with blisters.

But he didn't care about that.

"How dare you betray me, you lowly worm, Wormtail!"

He stared at Peter viciously and raised his hand to invite him to have a bite of the melon. Then he discovered something. With Peter's courage, the first thing he would do if he saw him with murderous intent was to beg for mercy. However, the latter still looked dazed and sat on the ground.

Eyes without focus

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

when?

The goblin was horrified. He didn't even notice that the servant who always followed him was being controlled.

"He didn't actually betray you."

The voice behind him made him feel a chill in his heart.

The boy who was supposed to have sealed his mouth spoke, and the boy who was supposed to be tied up had now been untied. He was folding his arms and looking at him with a sneer on his face, his eyes full of mockery.

"It's you!"

the goblin screamed.

"Yes, it's me."

The other party decisively admitted it.

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

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

Harry burst into laughter when he finished speaking, and answered the other party without knowing what he was talking about: "A pig. That's the blood of a wild boar."

Hearing that the other party used pig blood, the goblin's rage was about to explode, and his resentful look escalated infinitely. If looks could kill, Harry would have been killed countless times by the other party.

This boy, this boy called Harry Potter, has ruined his plan again, again! It was because of him that he was killed by his own killing curse more than ten years ago. He had overestimated this boy to be able to fight him for a few moves, but he still underestimated his strength. A mere fourth grader, a mere Harry Potter, was so difficult to deal with.

He couldn't understand why the little boy, who he could easily kill, could hide it from him and do something stupid right in front of him.

Why is the level of the Imperius Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, so advanced that I couldn't even notice it at first? Has he been practicing the Imperius Curse since he was a child?

It was as if the person in front of him was an extremely difficult dark wizard.

etc.

The goblin suddenly realized that something was wrong.

His eyes scanned the area, especially the place where the boy had just appeared, but he saw nothing.

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

The boy was all alone.

There is no key to the door, there is no key to the medium, that trophy

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

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

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

The other party might really be a dark wizard with great magical powers.

Is this the person Dumbledore is looking for? It seems that Barty Jr. has failed. He has been discovered!

That old fox Dumbledore is simply his nemesis!

He is there every time!

Next time I must kill him first!

"Bingo, the answer is correct, but there is no reward."

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

He raised three fingers to the fairy.

"three"

"two"

"One"

When the countdown ended, his body began to change shape.

The already strong body suddenly became even larger.

He was taller and stronger, with bulging muscles all over his body. The glasses he had been wearing fell off, revealing a determined face.

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

Just by looking at it, he looks very tough.

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

This is only possible if he has amazing jumping ability.

The next second he struck a strange pose.

He stood with his legs apart, his left hand with five fingers spread out, slowly placed less than five centimeters away from his face, as if to cover his face, but in fact he was not covering anything. His right hand was placed parallel to his waist, about half a meter away, also with five fingers spread out.

"Nice to meet you. Or rather, a nice to meet you that isn't really a nice to meet. Good evening, Senior Tom."

"My name is—Dudley Dursley!"

Chapter 319 Eat my big thief's trick!

"Avada eats the big melon!"

Dudley was answered by a faint green light.

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

Avada Kedavra! Or rather - the Death Curse!

'Kill him, kill him!'

Voldemort had only this one thought in his mind, and he put it into action.

In his eyes, there is no such thing as unethical martial arts or not being able to launch sneak attacks. He is moody and reckless throughout his life. This is his style.

Voldemort's attack was sudden, and Dudley was prepared for him.

The moment Voldemort chanted the spell, he stomped his feet hard. Just before the spell was about to hit his body, something suddenly rose from the ground and blocked the instant death magic.

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

Dudley said slowly, changing his posture as he spoke.

"Where is Harry Potter?"

Voldemort's hoarse voice sounded.

He had to get Potter's blood, otherwise because of the protection spell, he would not be able to get close to him until the other party came of age.

"Of course, it's 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 waste!

Although Barty Jr. said that he and Voldemort had a relationship that went beyond that of father and son, this was just his one-sided wishful thinking. Voldemort did not refute this, but he did not admit it either. In Voldemort's heart, only he himself was the most important.

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

Voldemort had a gloomy face, his marble-sized eyes were full of resentment: "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 was not quite sure what kind of connection there was between the Horcruxes, nor was he sure whether they could communicate.

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

"Senior Tom."

As Dudley finished his words, another spell came at him, which he blocked casually with his wand.

"Don't call me that name!"

' Voldemort screamed.

Not all goblins have such sharp voices. Most of them are relatively steady. However, the goblin named 'Gold Brick' that Voldemort possessed 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 with a wave of the wand, the name formed a sentence.

'I am Voldemort'

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

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

Voldemort said no more. He had learned how disgusting the other's mouth was. Now he only wanted to do one thing.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

kill him!

Another dark green light came straight at Dudley's face.

Even though it has failed for some unknown reason just now, this spell is still Voldemort's most trusted magic. He has used this spell to take the lives of countless powerful wizards.

Avada Kedavra is not like other magics. There is no magic that can protect against this curse except by competing with pure magic power.

The reason why this spell is so scary is because there is no way to defend against it and no counter-spell.