Hogwarts: Don't you all have the Eye of God?

Its daybreak?

No, but the sky has changed.

Far above the maze, a thin fiery red line appeared at some point, flying through the entire Quidditch pitch at an extremely fast speed toward the position above Andy.

Andy took a closer look and realized that it was not a thin line, but a bird flying in the sky. Its feathers were fiery red, and there were flames trailing behind its tail feathers.

The fiery red thin line is the trace left by the flames passing through the sky.

Dumbledore's Phoenix, Fawkes!

Andy looked at the sudden appearance of Phoenix in surprise, why did Fox appear here.

The audience in the stands also raised their heads and exclaimed.

"what is that!?"

"Look! An airplane!"

"Idiot, how could a plane appear here? Mr.

Zhang exclaimed:"Is this your wizard's opening performance?" Is it too late to debut now?"

"No, Dad, something's not right.……"Qiu Zhang subconsciously looked into the depths of the maze, secretly anxious.

Fox was extremely fast, and he flew over the maze in an instant and passed through the central axis of the maze.

Just like the fluctuations of the waves, as Fox crossed the sky, the flames dragged behind it automatically split into two sides, holding up a thin ray of morning light, reflecting the night sky with an eerie dark purple.

The night sky was gently caressed, and Andy could feel that something had changed.

Fox did not stop, but crossed the Quidditch field and continued to fly towards the Forbidden Forest, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

The whole process was like unlocking a curtain of some kind of seal.

Andy suddenly felt something, turned his body, made a burst, disappeared on the spot, and suddenly appeared behind the black-robed wizard.

The black-robed wizard turned around in shock, and the hood on his head fell off due to the violent movement, revealing Snape's face.

""You can Apparate?!"

Snape asked in shock.

Andy did not answer, but showed joy on his face and stretched out his hand to Snape:"Give it to me!"

"What?"Snape didn't understand.

Andy stretched out his hand and pulled off Snape's black robe with a cloak.

Snape didn't expect Andy's hand, and was hurriedly pushed to the ground and stripped of his clothes..

He became angry and was about to resist, but saw Andy turn around again, and with a hiss, the magic that restricted the disembodiment had just been lifted!

…… minutes ago.

Harry felt dizzy for a moment, then his legs touched the ground again.

He stood on an overgrown cemetery, surrounded by darkness and couldn't see anything clearly.

He could just make out a tall cedar tree to his right, and behind him the black outline of a small church.

Harry found himself surrounded by a small hill, still holding the parchment that had brought him here. what happened? Isn't this the Marauder's Map that Professor Moody borrowed and then returned? Why did it become a portkey? Where is this?

Harry's head was full of questions. At this moment, he felt a strong burning sensation in his hands.���He threw away the parchment in his hand.

The parchment suddenly began to burn, and soon it was reduced to ash.

Even if he was a big heart, Harry realized that something was wrong.

He struggled to get up, and felt pain all over his body. There were marks on his body from the fall of the portkey and the previous battle with the blasting-end skrewt.

A figure suddenly appeared between the graves and walked towards him step by step.

"who!"

Harry asked.

This strange figure didn't say anything. He wore a hooded cloak, his face couldn't be seen clearly, and he was holding something like a bundle in his hand.

The person was holding a piece of marble in front of Harry. Stopping next to the tombstone, the bundle in his arms suddenly spoke:"Bring him here……"

Before Harry could react, the scar on his head suddenly began to hurt violently.

Harry covered his head with both hands, feeling that his head was about to explode. His wand slipped from his hands, and his legs softened, and he fell to his knees.

"Expelliarmus!"

A bright light flashed, and Harry felt that he was hit by the impact and fell backward uncontrollably.

The strange thing was that Harry felt that the power of this spell was much less than imagined, just like It was as if the wand was disobeying the wizard who used it.

Despite this, Harry was knocked down with a splitting headache and bruises all over his body.

The disarming spell was just to ensure that he completely lost the ability to fight back.

The man put down the object in his hand, stepped forward and took Harry's wand in his hand, then picked up Harry and dragged him towards the marble tombstone.

Harry couldn't use any strength and was transformed by the man's transfiguration spell.

The rope that came out was tied tightly to the tombstone.

He was tied tightly from head to toe, leaving no room for struggling.

After the man finished checking, Harry saw him walking away.

A crucible made of stone was pushed under the tomb with difficulty.

The crucible was filled with water.

With a pop, the man pointed his wand at the bottom of the crucible, and a slight fire ignited underneath, which quickly spread.

The cauldron was huge enough for an adult to sit in it.

Harry tried to struggle, but he only glanced at it and didn't dare to move.

Swimming back and forth around the tombstone he was tied to, he kept spitting messages at him.

Harry felt chills all over, and he had no doubt that if he made any sudden move, his neck would be pierced immediately.

The liquid in the crucible opposite him heated up very quickly.

Soon, the surface of the crucible began to boil, as if it was completely burning, and it spit out thick steam.

"Lucius, now.……"

The voice just now said again

"Yes, Master……"

The cloaked man trembled and replied, his voice unexpectedly high-pitched.

Harry was shocked:"It's you!"

He knew this voice. Even if it turned into ashes, he would still remember it. It was the voice of Malfoy's father, Lucius Malfoy!

Harry had dealt with him a lot before, and his dislike for him was second only to Draco Malfoy.

After his identity was recognized, Lucius Malfoy simply took off the hood on his head, glared at Harry, raised his wand and pointed it at him:"Cereus!"

Harry suddenly felt his whole body burning, The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but want to scream, and the heartbreaking pain spread all over his body.

He gritted his teeth and let out a whimper of extreme pain. He rubbed back and forth on the tombstone and stretched his legs into a straight line.

The spell didn't last long and ended quickly.

Harry was sweating profusely and looked at Lucius Malfoy in horror, who had revealed his true face.

But somehow, he used his willpower to withstand the Cruciatus Curse.

This was different from the Cruciatus Curse he knew, and it didn't seem to be as painful as he imagined.

Harry wisely chose to keep silent. He did not want to expose his vulnerable side in front of Lucius Malfoy, nor did he want to suffer one more Cruciatus Curse.

Lucius Malfoy looked at Harry expressionlessly:"If you really have nothing to say, you can choose to shut up, Potter."

A cold chuckle came from the package on the ground:"It's very majestic. Lucius, but I can't help but wonder what Draco would think when he saw this.……"

Lucius Malfoy trembled, turned around immediately, and said respectfully:"I'll be ready soon, Master.""

""Hurry!" The bundle on the ground urged impatiently.

Lucius dared not neglect it any longer, picked up the bundle on the ground and opened it, revealing what was inside.

It was an ugly object covered in sticky things, and it looked like a curled up baby who couldn't take care of himself.

The baby had no hair, and was covered with lumpy scales. Its skin was like injured tender meat, red and white, and it seemed that the flesh and tissue flowing inside could be clearly seen.

Its limbs were soft and very slender, and on a flat snake face, there was a pair of shiny red eyes.

Harry looked at this object that could hardly be called a human being, and his mind was surging, and was completely occupied by a moment of pain and despair.

Harry suddenly bent down and vomited uncontrollably.