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

Lucius Malfoy's face was tense, he forced himself to hold back his feelings, picked up the thing in the package, and put it tremblingly into the crucible.

There was a sizzling sound, and the sound of an object touching the bottom came from the crucible, and a burst of thick white smoke came out.

During the whole process, Lucius Malfoy didn't dare to make a sound. It wasn't until he completely put the thing in that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he raised his wand, closed his eyes, and said slowly:"My father's bones, accidentally donated, can regenerate your son!"

Harry was startled, and the tomb under his feet suddenly opened, and from the inside A cloud of dust floated out and fell into the crucible.

The crucible became hissing, sparks exploded, and the liquid turned a purple-red blue.

Immediately afterwards, Lucius Malfoy pulled out a long silver dagger from his cloak and walked towards Harry

"The blood of your enemies, forced to give... can resurrect your enemies."

Harry began to struggle, but he was tied too tightly.

He could only watch as Lucius Malfoy held the dagger and stabbed at him.

""Ah!"

Harry screamed in pain. His arm was cut open effortlessly, and blood flowed, soon staining half of his body red.

Lucius Malfoy took out a small glass bottle from his pocket and put Harry's blood into the bottle.

Then, he took Harry's blood to the crucible and poured it in.

The liquid in the crucible immediately turned a dazzling bright white.

Compared with his own injuries, Harry's attention was completely focused on the huge crucible.

An extremely evil breath came from it. Although Harry had no idea what it would look like in the end, reason told him that it would definitely not be a good thing.

After putting Harry's blood into the crucible, Lucius Malfoy suddenly stopped.

Harry watched the expression on his face change from the calmness that he tried his best to hide, to panic, and finally struggled violently.

Lucius Malfoy was hesitating!

Harry saw the opportunity. Although he didn't know what Lucius Malfoy was going to do, he hurriedly said:"Stop! That's enough! You don't have to keep making mistakes!"

"Stop it now! Don't continue! You can just leave now!"

Lucius Malfoy looked at Harry fiercely, and his eyes turned red unknowingly.

"You don't understand at all! Potter! I have to do what he says!

Harry said anxiously:"Let him die in there!" He will drown!"

"No!"Lucius Malfoy did have a flash of hesitation on his face, but then hissed,"He won't die! He... they have Draco on their hands!"

Harry's body was shaken, and he looked at the other person and the boiling cauldron next to him in disbelief.

Lucius Malfoy gave him a final look with a complicated expression, and pointed the dagger at his right hand.

He held The dagger's arm began to tremble sharply.

His voice suddenly became illusive, revealing irreversible despair:"Your servant's flesh...will be donated voluntarily, so that...your master...can be reborn!""

The next moment, his eyes were fierce, he held the dagger tightly with his left hand, and swung it hard with his right hand.

"Ahh...

Like.

The arrogance that seemed to be forever engraved on Lucius Malfoy's face disappeared, replaced by a dead silence.

His face was covered with snot and tears, but his eyes were emotionless, and he looked like he had lost all hope.

Harry had never seen such a desperate face, but what frightened him even more was the contents of the crucible.

The crucible began to boil rapidly, and dense sparks flew out, as if it had turned into a huge bunch of fireworks, dazzling.

Suddenly, the sparks on the crucible suddenly went out.

A white vapor rose rapidly from the crucible, and vaguely, a man's figure slowly rose from the crucible.

The man looked tall and thin, like a skeleton.

"Lucius...Although there were some twists and turns, I'm glad you made the right choice in the end.……"

The man stepped out of the cauldron and spoke in a hoarse voice.

His face was paler than a skull, his eyes were red, and his nose was completely flat, revealing two slit-like nostrils, making him look like a snake.

He opened his hands, and a black cloak beside the package flew up and draped over him.

Harry's pupils immediately widened, and his entire back involuntarily went cold.

Voldemort, resurrected...