Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

Facing Voldemort's questioning.

Harry didn't know how to answer.

duel?

He couldn't even remember what the rules of the duel were.

Distant memories flashed in my mind.

In second grade, he did learn something in the fight club.

Such as the Disarming Curse.

The only spell he learned from the Dueling Club was also his best spell.

But what if he managed to knock down Voldemort's wand?

Harry glanced at the Death Eaters around him.

Their number is at least dozens of times their own.

Even if he was lucky enough to win Voldemort, he couldn't escape from here.

Besides, could he really beat Voldemort?

Harry wasn't even a little confident about it.

Although Dumbledore always said he was the key to defeating Voldemort.

Even Professor Trelawney predicted he would be the new leader.

But really face Voldemort.

Harry would still feel timid in his heart.

"Harry, don't stand still, we should bow before the duel!" Voldemort made graceful movements with his ugly body.

Seeing that Harry didn't bow to himself.

A glint of displeasure flashed in Voldemort's eyes.

"Harry, you have to bow to me, and I said bow."

Voldemort swung his wand high, forcing Harry to bend over.

"That's right, I'm sure Dumbledore must be very pleased to see you looking humble and polite now, so let's get started!"

The surrounding Death Eaters consciously formed a circle.

The circle is the venue for the duel between the two.

at the same time.

Cedric patted Lucas on the shoulder, signaling if they wanted to go up and help.

Lucas rolled his eyes, he really didn't see how brave Mr. Diggory was.

No, this is no longer a question of courage, it is a question of brains.

Signaling Cedric to stay calm, Lucas turned to look at the two who were about to duel.

At this moment Voldemort was looking at the people around him with a smug face.

Seems like forcing Harry to bow to him, 230 is something to brag about.

The Death Eaters around him also knew how to read words.

They laughed hard at Harry Potter, trying to please the leader.

Lucas drew out his wand and wrote elementary and middle school in the air.

With a flick of the wand, the string of spell words floated to the duel venue.

When the words of the spell touched the ground, the ground of the entire cemetery trembled slightly.

If you don't sense it carefully, it is easy to ignore this weak vibration.

"Very well Harry, now the duel begins!"

Voldemort had just finished speaking.

Harry was wrapped in severe pain again.

It felt as if someone was splitting his body with a red-hot knife.

Cruciatus Curse, one of the Unforgivable Curses.

Harry knew in his heart that this wasn't school.

Voldemort also wouldn't be able to cast spells like "Incisor Fighting Stick".

The opponent can only cast unforgivable curses such as the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse.

This is a real duel, a duel where one mistake could lead to death.

When Harry figured out the current situation, the severe pain in his body gradually disappeared.

Harry stood up straight, trembling.

He heard Voldemort ask: "Harry, does it hurt? Let's take a break, and during this time, I want to ask a question, do you expect me to come back ten times later?"

For Harry's silent performance.

Voldemort had expected it.

But it doesn't matter, he is not a soft-hearted person.

Since Harry didn't beg for mercy, he controlled the other party to beg for mercy.

"The soul is out of body!"

The light of the curse flashed.

Before Harry even had time to react, he realized that the spell was close at hand.

I am planning to resist the Imperius Curse according to Professor Moody's method.

Suddenly, he found that he didn't react at all after being hit by the curse.

Sudden misfortune.

Not only did Harry not expect it.

Even Voldemort, who had cast the Imperius Curse, was stunned for a few seconds.

Not to mention those Death Eaters around, they seemed to be strangled by someone.

The sound of cheers and ridicule stopped abruptly.

In the quiet cemetery, only Harry's painful panting was left.

"It seems that Dumbledore has protected you from the unknown, but it doesn't matter, I will destroy his protection for you."

"Cruciate!"

The terrible Cruciatus Curse hit Harry again.

There was no pain this time.

Harry opened his eyes and looked at his body strangely.

He was pretty sure the spell had hit him, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

'Is this the power that Dumbledore said, that Voldemort didn't understand?

Harry looked at his hands, a flame called "Hope" ignited in his eyes.

With this power, he can escape from here.

Even defeating Voldemort in the future wasn't out of the question.

The delusional Mr. Savior, at this moment, some inappropriate images appeared in his mind.

pity.

His dream didn't last long.

When Voldemort saw the questioning and terrified eyes of his subordinates.

He became angry from embarrassment, and turned all his anger into a calendar area.

"Cruciate!"

Huge magic power shot out from the wand.

Harry was sent flying by the magic power, and the pain of cruciate bone spread all over his body again.

"See? Dumbledore can't protect you either! Kneel down now and beg me for mercy, Harry Potter!"

Harry ignored the exasperated Voldemort.

I saw old Tom's tombstone behind me.

Before Voldemort's second attack.

He swiftly fled behind the tombstone.

The Cruciatus Curse punched a big hole in the tombstone.

Voldemort's annoyed voice came from behind him.

"Harry, you think you can escape? Bring him out to me!"

Voldemort's last words were addressed to the Death Eaters.

Seeing the Death Eaters around him approaching him.

Harry bit the bullet and ran out from behind the tombstone.

"Disarm you!"

"Awada eats a big melon!"

The curses of the two flew towards each other at the same time.

Two rays of light, one red and one green, met in the air.

Harry felt the wand in his hand tremble violently.

Fearing that the wand would fall out of his hand, he stretched out his other hand and held the wand tightly with both hands.

Just then, something magical happened.

The original red and green light disappeared.

A golden ray linked the two wands together.

Harry and Voldemort flew into the air uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, a golden curtain of light (agff) enveloped the two of them.

It's like a round cage.

The Death Eaters tried to help, but Voldemort ruthlessly refused.

"Don't move without my order!"

He gripped his wand tightly.

Although I still don't understand why this happens.

But Voldemort was sure that the golden light beam was not harmful to him.

He had to deal with Harry Potter alone.

Prove that you are still the feared and powerful Voldemort.

Sudden.

A pleasant singing sound came from the golden light.

Harry can't hear it wrong, it's the singing of Phoenix.

He had heard it once from Fox.

At the same time as the song of the phoenix sounded, a gray mist suddenly appeared on the tip of Voldemort's wand.

That mist formed a right hand.

It was the magic he had cast on Wormtail just now.

Not long after, another cloud of mist flew from Voldemort's wand.

This time it was an old man, he came to Harry and said: "He is indeed a wizard, right? Son, don't let go, he killed me, take revenge for me!"

The old man stepped aside after finishing speaking.

Then another woman appeared in the golden light.

"Harry, hang on, don't let go!"

Although Harry had never met him before, a name suddenly appeared in his heart, Bertha Jorkins.

The Ministry employee who was killed by Voldemort in the Albanian jungle.

Finally two figures emerged from Voldemort's wand.

Harry had seen them in dreams countless times over the years.

James Potter and Lily Potter.

The two flew to Harry's side, looking at him lovingly.

Voldemort and his Death Eaters weren't the only ones shocked by the spectacle in the cemetery.

Even Professor Snape on the hillside in the distance was surprised.

Dumbledore's explanation, happened to hit his ears everywhere.

"The cores of Voldemort's and Harry's wands both come from the tail feathers of the same phoenix. You can understand that the two wands are brothers."

"Brothers will not hurt each other. When one of them insists on hurting the other, the two wands will have a magical connection.

"There must be something happening in the golden light curtain at this moment that we can't see."

cemetery.

Lucas had waited so long to observe the magical connection between his brother's wands up close.

it is a pity.

He could see nothing but golden light.

Even the magic induction, only the magic power of Harry and Voldemort.

Then this can also be proved from the side.

The people Harry saw in the original book were nothing more than the wonderful reactions produced by the special flashback spell between the brothers' wands.

Lucas pulled Cedric beside him, reminding him to leave.

As for Voldemort and Harry, the spell words he left behind were enough to keep Harry safe and sound.

Just when he was about to leave.

Another new change took place in the golden light curtain.

The phantom of James Potter glanced at Voldemort opposite and said.

"When the connection is lost, we can still exist for a short period of time, we help you buy time, you take your friends, use the port key to leave.

Harry looked at the Triwizard Cup thrown not far away and nodded.

The phantoms of James Potter and others came in front of Harry.

With a loud shout, the connection between the two was broken.

Several phantoms rushed towards Voldemort.

After landing, Harry hurried to the Triwizard Cup.

As for Lucas and Cedric?

He didn't remind the two to join him.

Just when his hand was about to touch the Triwizard Cup, Voldemort broke free from the shackles of the phantom.

"Awada eats a big melon!"

The green light of the Killing Curse lit up.

Harry clearly heard the wailing approaching him from a distance.

Facing the three strong cups that are close at hand.

Harry didn't dare to gamble with his life.

So he dodged to the side, missing the best time to leave.

Seeing Voldemort leading the Death Eaters towards him.

The panic-stricken savior turned his head to look at the positions of the two of Lucas.

"Lucas, Cedric, help me!"

Voldemort stopped in his tracks.

Follow the sight of the savior to a lonely tombstone.

"It turns out that there are little mice hiding here! Avada is eating big melons!"

With its powerful magic power, the Killing Curse has good physical damage.

Seeing that half of the tombstones were blown up.

Lucas sighed helplessly.

When he lifted the illusion spell and brought Cedric out from behind the tombstone.

The Death Eaters exclaimed. .