novelslam Chapter 525 The Dead Voldemort
Chapter 525 The Dead Voldemort
Chapter 525 The Dead Voldemort
Voldemort lay in the pram.
The cold wind blew, and he, who was very weak like a baby, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
He fiddled with a wand, mulling over his next plan.
Yes, he had already had a bold idea.Get his favorite Potter, under Dumbledore's ridiculous hooked nose.
The witch not far away had passed out from torture.
He hadn't expected to get too much useful information, but unexpectedly discovered that Bertha had lost part of her memory.
As a master of playing memory, Voldemort killed his father old Tom when he was 16 years old.
Transfer blame to uncle, and rewrite his memory, let him be the scapegoat.
So far no one has found clues.
In terms of memory, Voldemort considered himself to be at the forefront of all wizards.
Therefore, even if he is cast a powerful amnesia, Voldemort can get a complete memory.
According to his personality when he was young, he would definitely use Legilimency to tick out the memory bit by bit.
But now he doesn't have the patience.Just use the cruelest method, torture.
Although the method is rough and will cause serious damage to the witch, it is efficient and fast.
Suddenly, a mouse came out of the mud.
Voldemort fiddled with his wand. He was in a good mood, and smiled, "Wormtail, have you killed them all?"
"Yes, master." The mouse turned into Peter, and glanced at Bertha who fell unconscious on the ground.
The two are not students of the same class, but they have met many times in school, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they are old friends.
But old friends... are for sale.
"Did you get any important information?" Peter asked cautiously.
"Of course, I found a faithful servant lying in the dark, waiting for me to rescue him." Voldemort lazily said.
"I am your faithful servant!" Wormtail said hastily, "Master, do you want me anymore?"
"Wormtail, I need a servant with brains, a servant who is absolutely loyal to me and will never waver, and you, unfortunately, meet neither of these conditions."
"I found you!" said Wormtail, with obvious irritation in his voice. "I found you. I brought you Bertha Jorkins."
"That's true," said Voldemort jokingly, "I didn't expect you to say such clever things, Wormtail.
But, to be honest, you didn't realize how useful Bertha was when you got her, did you? "
"I—I know she'll be useful, Master..."
"A lie," said Voldemort dryly.
"However, the information she provided was valuable. You will be rewarded, Wormtail, after I am resurrected.
But now... we should get out of here. "
"Where are you going, master?"
"Go to a safe place first, there is my poor father's bone, and it is also an indispensable material for my resurrection."
"And Bertha?" Peter asked sharply.
"Of course...killed." Voldemort said indifferently.
"Master, I still think it's better to change her memory and let her go back.
A witch from the British Ministry of Magic suddenly disappeared, and they will come to investigate. "Peter bowed his head.
"That can't be investigated on us, everyone in the Prancing Horse Hotel is dead, so just leave Bertha's body there.
Even if Dumbledore came to investigate, he would only think that Bertha was killed by Voldebat. "
Voldemort snorted:
"But changing her memory... the Forgetting Curse may not work when you meet a powerful wizard, such as Dumbledore.
This was confirmed when I interrogated her.
Do it, I want you to kill her immediately! "
Wormtail raised his wand tremblingly, and at that moment, there was a scream in the sky.
Voldemort raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and his face changed when he saw the animals in the sky clearly.
He hoarsely said: "Wormtail, who did you attract me!!"
Peter looked up in horror.
I saw a huge sea eagle falling straight from the sky.
——Sea Eagle!
He is so familiar!
Wormtail quickly raised his wand, but the young witch riding on the sea eagle was already ready to go.
A red light flashed past, and Wormtail separated from his wand and flew upside down.
William fell down at a high speed. Before Peter landed, he grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward.
Peter was like bacon hanging from his claws, unable to fight back, his whole body was getting higher and higher from the ground.
The claws are too sharp, with just a slight hook, they come out through the body.Peter fell from mid-air and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.
William made a circle, landed again, and when he was about to hook Peter with his claws, his pupils shrank sharply. This was a keen intuition that smelled the crisis.
"Be careful!" Hermione reminded loudly.
William seemed to be understating it by turning sideways, quickly dodging a tricky green light.
It was only then that he noticed that there was a person hiding in the stroller.
William made another spiral move, avoiding the spell of the wizard again.
Hermione raised her wand, and a white light flashed, but instead of shooting at the wizard, it hit the ground.
Missed?
of course not!
After studying with William for so long, Hermione's combat quality has also improved rapidly, and it is impossible to miss so far.
She did it on purpose.
The hidden sorcerer is very powerful, if her spell hits, she will definitely be picked out.
Simply miss it directly, come by surprise.
Voldemort really thought so. He is now in a special shape, very weak, like a baby, and has little magic power.
I wanted to wait for the curse to approach, and then use a labor-saving movement to directly smash it back.
Who would have thought that the ray of light was really far away, before it got close, it fell two meters away from him.
An explosion!
Under the impact of the air wave, the baby carriage flew out, spun three or four times in the air, and a 'baby' fell out.
The sea eagle turned back into William, and he waved his wand to pull Bertha on the ground.
He bent down and held out his hand, gently examining Bertha's wound.
The woman didn't die, but passed out in a coma, dying, bruised and unconscious, obviously suffering from cruel torture.
William straightened up and looked at the 'baby'.
The baby was already standing on the head of the rune snake, with red pupils, looking at William strangely.
Babies who can use Avada Kedavra,
A snake face?
Who this person is is self-evident!
But how Voldemort changed from the shadow to this appearance, and what state he was in at this time, William didn't care at all.
Anger flashed in his pupils, he pointed at Bertha, and asked:
"What did you do?"
A cruel smug look appeared on Voldemort's face.He tossed his head back and glanced at William.
"We meet again, William Stark. Three years have passed since you stopped me from taking the Philosopher's Stone.
I miss you all the time. "
Instead of greeting Voldemort, William raised his voice: "What did you do?!"
"Tsk tsk, I saw her memory and knew that she worked for you and collected a lot of interesting information for you..."
"You did it?!" William asked for the third time.
Voldemort stared at William, and said with a grim face: "I did it, what's wrong?"
"Then you..." William raised his wand and said word by word. "Go to hell!"
Voldemort seemed to have heard a big joke, and he laughed arrogantly.
"You kid, you are so arrogant and cute. No one has ever dared to talk to the Dark Lord like this! I suddenly feel a little bit reluctant to kill you!"
William strode forward, tapped his wand lightly, and two potholes appeared on the ground.
Two beams of light with raging magic power entangled in the air, like a waterfall cascading towards Voldemort.
Standing on top of the rune snake, Voldemort stretched out his arm and shattered the first spell.
The rune snake's tail flicked, smashing the second spell with brute force.
Voldemort's eyes darkened, and Stark was much stronger than three years ago.
Snapped!
William disappeared in place.
It's just that a cold murderous intent enveloped his back, and Voldemort, who knew something was wrong, waved his wand.
He was about to recite the spell when the young wizard behind him grabbed his neck!
William sneered: "You are so weak, Voldemort!"
Voldemort's frail body was lifted high, and then thrown to the ground violently.
Voldemort hit the tree and fell to the ground, regretting it too.
He shouldn't have transformed from a shadow into this special form so early.
In the shadow state, although his strength has also been reduced, he is in an immortal state.
Magic is useless to him, he can advance and retreat freely, and run away when he wants to.
With a body, but as weak as a baby, can't let Stark wreak havoc!
The point is, he never expected that Stark would appear here!
William also discovered Voldemort's specialness, so he was determined to let him die.
Snapped!
He Apparated again, appeared on the ground, and stepped on Voldemort's forehead, adding weight.
Probably because the skull is still stronger than the mud, the Dark Lord's entire head sank into the ground bit by bit.
Peter, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, was terrified when he saw it, and immediately turned into a mouse, and burrowed into the mouse hole he had dug long ago.
Voldemort felt humiliated like never before!
It was even more humiliating than being killed by my own death curse back then...!
He was furious: "I want you..."
Before he could say 'death', William raised his wand, pointed it at Voldemort's head, and said softly:
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
Voldemort let out a shrill scream.
The strength in William's legs increased, and he still firmly pressed Voldemort's head, and another Cruciatus Curse.
Repeatedly like this, Voldemort's head sank into the mud little by little like a hammer.
In the depths of the Albanian forest, there were terrifying screams.
"Avada Kedavra!"
From the beginning to the end, Voldemort, who was unable to resist, was completely silent when his hands and feet were limp on the ground.
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(End of this chapter)