Huang Ting

The light and shadow in front of 'Zhang Lingyu''s eyes were distorted, like Picasso's starry sky painting. When the distortion was completely restored, 'Zhang Lingyu' and Harry were teleported to another place.

“What is this place??”

Really? Xiaobai? Harry looked around in a panic. The sky was gloomy and gray, but he could only see the dark soil on the ground, the mist flowing like a river on the black soil, and the tombstones on the mist like rocks at the foot of the forest.

, and the trophy that originally symbolized the honor of winning the Goblet of Fire was thrown to the ground like tatters.

"This seems to be a family cemetery. We were teleported here. Harry, be careful and something is wrong."

The fake novice, 'Zhang Lingyu' seemed to be in a panic, but in fact he had already taken precautions. He had already heightened his vigilance as soon as he landed. He knew that enemies might be hidden in every shadow.

Glancing around, he noticed the writings on the surrounding tombstones. Although he didn't recognize the people on the tombstones, he also found that the people buried here all had the same surname. It was clearly a family cemetery, that is,

What we often call ancestral graves.

The Riddle family?

Is there anything special about this family?

Hu Xiuwu actually didn't know where the trophy would teleport them. He just knew that the trophy had been manipulated, but no one knew exactly where it was teleported, not even Dumbledore.

Dumbledore also waited until the undercover agent hiding in Hogwarts changed the spell on the trophy before taking action to capture him.

But considering that even if he knew where the destination was, it would not be of much use in arresting the people behind the scenes, and it would easily disturb the snakes and scorpions hiding in the dark, so he could only pretend not to know and let them act.

"Lingyu, something is wrong here, let's get out of here quickly."

Before 'Zhang Lingyu' could confirm his location, Harry suddenly came over in a panic and pulled him to leave.

When he first arrived here, Harry felt that this cemetery looked familiar. He seemed to have seen this cemetery in his dream. Just when his thoughts were blurred, he came across a tombstone with the God of Death engraved on it. The name of the tomb owner was very familiar to him.

familiar.

Tom Riddle

This name may be unfamiliar, but his other name is well known in the Western alien world.

Voldemort, the most powerful black magician and the second generation Dark Lord.

The name written on the tombstone turned out to be the Dark Lord, but others didn't know it, and Harry didn't know it yet. Voldemort was not dead at all.

In addition, the familiar scenes nearby reminded him of the dark and damp atmosphere he had experienced in his dreams. The surroundings were silent and pitch black, as if he was buried alive.

It made him feel more uneasy and had an unknown premonition.

Leave, you must leave quickly!

Even Harry noticed something was wrong nearby, but Zhang Lingyu couldn't feel it.

However, it's too late.

Just when Harry said he wanted to leave quickly, the surrounding area started to rumble like a boiling soup pool, and the ignited dino was the tomb under the statue of Death.

"ah"

Harry suddenly fell forward, knelt on the ground and covered his forehead, howling in pain.

Hu Xiuwu hurriedly went to help him, only to find some kind of cuneiform writing appearing on Harry's chest: "Harry, how do you feel now? Harry, answer me."

"I have no idea."

After only saying four words, Harry was in so much pain that he could not speak. He felt as if he was being swallowed by a big snake, and every inch of skin in his body felt like it was being eaten by beetles, and he was in agony.

He was tricked. Under Dumbledore's surveillance, Harry was still tricked. Why?

Hu Xiuwu sent Beef Beef's body to Harry, and Hu Xiuwu tried to use Huang Tingzhen's Absolute Power to warm and nourish the body of the Five Beef, thereby alleviating his pain.

After Huang Tingzhen penetrated Harry's body, Harry's facial features, distorted by pain, did relax for a moment, but before he could take a breath and thank 'Zhang Lingyu', more intense pain swept over him.

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Harry's pain does not come from the physical body,

But it comes from the soul.

As Harry's condition became more serious, Hu Xiuwu could already see the catkins-like soul essence being sucked out of Harry's body and flowing into the black earth made of rotting corpses.

Something is wrong, Harry has been tricked. There is some kind of formation here that is absorbing the essence of Harry's soul.

Hu Xiuwu looked around, but this cemetery was full of abnormalities, which made Hu Xiuwu unable to determine where the key was.

Forget it, it can't be treated with surgical precision, so use a sledgehammer and cut it in two.

Anyway, the strange chatter here must be related to Harry's abnormality, so I might as well add to the chaos.

The Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts? The Earthly Evil Order.

Hu Xiuwu didn't expect to be able to seize the land from the people behind him. He was just adding fuel to the fire, and no one would be able to cause trouble.

I can't untie this lock, so I'll add another one for you so that you can't untie it either. We'll stand on the same starting line again.

The Di Niu, which was already going abnormally, became even more violent. If we say that the previous Di Niu Valley's ocean currents seemed turbulent but still had rules to follow, Hu Xiuwu's Di Sha Order was like a typhoon, messing up all the undercurrents.

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Sure enough, with Hu Xiuwu's troubles, the operation of the formation was no longer stable, Harry's breathing also stabilized, and he was finally able to fully express what he felt.

He knelt on the ground, weak and sweating profusely, but he still reluctantly raised his hand, pointed at the tombstone, and shouted with all his strength as if to vent:

"Voldemort! Voldemort is underground!"

Hearing that the Dark Lord who was competing against Dumbledore was in the tomb, Hu Xiuwu did not go to check the tomb. Instead, he grabbed Harry by the collar and hid quickly to the side.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The next second Hu Xiuwu moved, the vicious green light of the Unforgivable Curse and the Killing Curse shot towards his original position, but due to Hu Xiuwu's foresight, he narrowly avoided him.

With twenty-four gods protecting him, it is difficult to shake Hu Xiuwu's spirit, whether it is blowing his breath or a killing curse. But he is currently using the identity of Zhang Lingyu. Lingyu cannot withstand the killing curse. Regardless of identity,

If exposed, Hu Xiuwu would have to hide.

The people next to me had been hiding for so long, and after hearing Harry say that Voldemort was there, they suddenly took action to kill Harry and me. It seemed a bit like they were doing it to show Voldemort.

Hu Xiuwu's ability to dodge the curse was not as difficult as it appeared on the surface, and he even had time to figure out the thoughts of the person who made the move in the dark.

If he failed to remember, the people in the dark were no longer hiding, and a dozen or so people came from all directions. The black mist came from all directions, fell to the ground and turned into human shapes, surrounding Hu Xiuwu and Harry.

These people wore medieval-style black robes and masks, covering their bodies tightly. Hu Xiuwu was not familiar with Western strangers. From the cattle carried by each person, he could only tell that there were no people he was familiar with.

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The audience and actors have all arrived, and the protagonist of this drama will finally show up.

The soil behind the tombstone of the God of Death rose up like a spring, gradually forming a hill.

Like a pustule on a human body, it burst open on the hill and spit out a golden coffin.

The style of the golden coffin is completely different from that of domestic coffins. The surface is carved into a human shape, resembling a golden statue.

The statue has its hands crossed on its chest, holding a staff in its right hand and a whip in its left hand. The waistcoat on its body is studded with turquoise and sapphires.

This coffin is so luxurious in shape that it is certainly not an unknown object.

Hu Xiuwu once watched a documentary about it. It was the coffin of the Pharaoh.

It's just different from what was depicted in the documentary. The crown hanging on the pharaoh's forehead on the coffin is not the eagle that symbolizes the sun god Ra, nor the snake that protects the pharaoh.

Instead, it was replaced by a crocodile head with its mouth wide open, looking ferocious and greedy, and more ferocious than majestic.