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Chapter 319: Died just after resurrection, Voldemort's one-day trip to the human world! (Subscribe)
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The sound of winter boots stepping on the thick snow eased Quint's nervous mood a lot.

"He's just a kid who hasn't graduated yet. There's nothing to worry about."

Quint secretly encouraged himself. After living in the Death Eaters' castle for two days, this group of dark wizards were sent out to work.

Quint's target is a Hufflepuff fifth-year student named Danny Werick.

Danny's parents are both Muggles, and there are no other wizards around the neighborhood they live in.

Quint still had some confidence in attacking such a young wizard.

"Why would those Death Eaters let us attack these students?"

Quint stared at a house on the street not far away and rubbed his hands nervously.

He knew there must be something wrong, but the magic mark branded on the back of his neck made Quint dare not resist.

"Danny~time for bed!"

"Okay mom, right away!"

In the bedroom on the second floor, Danny shouted in response to his mother's urging.

Then he put down the spells textbook in his hand and got up to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Ten minutes later, Danny came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

Looking at the floor-length mirror in front of the bed, he saw his muscular body and the sacred mark that was slightly visible through his neckline.

A proud smile appeared on Danny's face.

"loyalty!"

After stretching his right hand upwards in front of the mirror and making the symbol of the Glory Society, Danny laughed and got into bed.

The lights in the bedroom went out and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

It was quiet outside, with the occasional snow sliding down from the roof or treetops, making a soft 'patter' sound.

In this quiet environment, Danny fell asleep quickly.

Soon all the lights in Danny's house went out.

Just when the whole family was in a sweet dream, a figure sneaked into Danny's house.

Quint walked lightly on the wooden stairs, trying not to make any noise.

Carefully reaching the second floor, Quint tiptoed to the outside of Danny's bedroom.

Although the Death Eaters asked to capture as many as possible alive, Quint had already made up his mind to kill them.

Since he already felt that there was something wrong, Quint would not be stupid enough to follow the orders of those Death Eaters.

After all, the difficulty of being alive and being dead is very different.

"Open the Alaho hole!"

After reciting the spell in a voice that only he could hear, the bedroom door opened with a click.

Slowly pushing open the door, a blurry figure on the bed by the window caught Quint's attention.

Until this time, they had not been discovered, and Quint's tense heart finally relaxed.

I must have been overthinking it. How could a student whose hair hasn't even fully grown be in any danger?

Maybe the Death Eaters are simply short of people?

Thinking of the bright prospects that the Death Eater had described for them a few nights ago, Quint's heart began to pound.

"Take your life and use it as a stepping stone for me, Quint McKinley, to climb up!"

'Master McKinley will thank you!'

"Shattered to pieces!"

Without hesitation, Quint cursed Danny who was sleeping on the bed.

A demonic light filled with murderous intent instantly flashed in the room.

Bang!
A white light shield appeared out of nowhere in front of Danny, blocking the fatal blow for him.

Danny on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, quickly pulled out a wand from under the pillow, and swung it at the attacker in front of him without hesitation.

"All petrified!"

Seeing that his sure-fire attack was blocked by the sudden appearance of the light shield, Quint couldn't help but be stunned for a second.

However, it was this moment of distraction that made him lose the opportunity to block and dodge.

Danny's petrification spell hit Quint directly, and the latter fell backwards without a sound.

Bang!
The petrified Quint was like a huge rock, hitting the bottom plate with a loud bang.

"who?"

After seeing that the enemy had lost consciousness, Danny got up in fear and came to check on Quint's stiff body.

Looking at the strange middle-aged face in front of him, Danny felt a strong sense of doubt in his heart.

How could someone attack me?

Danny, who was confused, immediately reported the attack through the sacred mark on his chest.

A few seconds later, President Justin's voice rang in Danny's mind:
"I know what happened. This is most likely an attack against the Guangyao Society. I will notify others."

"Be careful, I'll arrange for someone to take you to a safe place later!"

Justin's voice had just faded away when Danny heard his parents' footsteps in the hallway outside the door.

He must have been attracted by the sound of the attacker falling to the ground.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Danny, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, mom. I just got up to go to the bathroom and accidentally fell. I'm going to go back to sleep. You guys should go and rest too!"

There was someone lying in his room, and Danny didn't want his parents to see this.

As Muggles, they knew about these things, but they couldn't do anything to help except worry.

"Wrestling? Is this brat practicing some dangerous witchcraft?"

"Pah, pah, pah, the child said he just fell down, why are you making such a fuss? Go back to sleep!"

Danny's parents whispered a few words outside the door and left.

Danny finally felt relieved when he heard his parents leaving. He put his wand against his chest and began to pray.

After being improved many times by Mu Sheng, the sacred mark not only has the power to collect scattered spiritual power and magic power, but also convert it into the power of a sacred oath.

Functions such as remote communication, positioning, and magic protection have also been added.

But with these additional features, the Holy Mark can be considered a very advanced alchemical item.

Not only that, the power of the mark not only strengthens the recipients' faith in Mu Sheng, but also indirectly enhances their magical abilities.

The magical power in the Harry Potter world is idealistic, and the fanatical faith of believers can give them a stronger will.

It is of great help in casting spells.

The protective shield just now consumed a lot of the magic power accumulated in the mark, so Danny began to replenish his magic power through prayer.

Half an hour later, a witch in her twenties came to Danny's house and put Quint on the ground into a handbag.

"Are you also a member of our Radiant Society?" Danny looked at the witch in front of him curiously.

Although they had never met each other before, judging from the sense of closeness conveyed by the sacred mark, this witch was also one of them.

"No, I come from the Witch Freemasonry founded by Lady Megan." The witch shook her head.

"Don't ask any more questions, let's go to the meeting point now"

A few minutes later, at the front door of Danny's house.

"Happy winter camp for the whole family. Does the wizarding school also have winter camp?" Danny's father muttered in confusion.

The opening time of this winter camp is too strange. It's impossible to wake people up in the middle of the night.

"Just go when I tell you to go. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Danny's mother grumbled at him in dissatisfaction, and then excitedly climbed onto the magic car that was said to be able to fly into the sky.

"Boom~"

As the car took off, Danny's mother's excited shouting suddenly filled the sky.

"Wuhu~Magic, goose girl!"

"Hahaha"

A few hours later, the flying car stopped in a castle hidden in the snowy mountains, where Danny saw many students of the Glory Society who were also attacked.

Some people, like Danny, petrified the attacking dark wizards, while others killed the attackers directly.

"Who is targeting us?"

"It should be the Death Eaters. Didn't we kill more than a dozen Death Eaters before?"

"How dare these Death Eaters take revenge on us? This is simply outrageous!"

"How dare you offend the divine power! Lord Victory will not let them go."

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A few hours ago, when Danny and his team were attacked.

Harry, who was living at his aunt's house, was also attacked by several Death Eaters.

Unlike Danny and other members of the Radiant Society who were protected by the Holy Mark, Harry was abducted while he was still asleep.

When he woke up again, he was in a cold cemetery and tied to a tombstone.

In the middle of the cemetery there was a huge boiling pot. No one knew what was cooking in the pot, and a dark mist was wafting out of it.

There were more than a dozen wizards covered in black robes standing scattered around the cemetery.

After seeing Harry wake up, one of the black-robed wizards came up to him.

"Harry Potter, you are the only one missing"

The black-robed wizard looked Harry up and down with an evil smile, trying to see panic and fear on his face.

"Who are you?"

As he expected, Harry's face was full of panic.

Without those few adventurous experiences, Harry's character, like his body, had become much weaker.

The black-robed wizard did not answer Harry's question. He pinched his chin and looked at Harry like an animal, mumbling incoherent words uncontrollably:
"It's almost there, great master. Resurrection will bring glory again. Hehehehe"

In his excitement, the black-robed wizard exerted much more strength, and Harry could not help but cry out in pain.

The black-robed wizard then loosened his hand, turned around, walked to the cauldron in the middle of the cemetery, and chanted an evil spell.

"The unintentional donation of your father's bones can regenerate your son."

A Death Eater stepped forward and threw a bag of skulls into the pot.

“The flesh of your servant, a voluntary donation, may restore the life of your master.”

The black-robed wizard then pulled a Death Eater over, cut off the man's arm with a knife, and threw it into the pot.

The latter screamed and was thrown aside like garbage by the black-robed wizard.

'Damn you little Barty, can't you use your own hands?'

The Death Eater was filled with impotent rage, cursing the black-robed wizard in his heart.

“The blood of your enemies, forced to give, will revive your enemies.”

The black-robed wizard came to Harry again and scratched his cheek with the knife in his hand.

Then he spilled the blood on the knife into the boiling pot.

"It's done, the potion is done! Hehehehe"

The black-robed wizard couldn't wait to bring Voldemort.

At this time, Voldemort was no longer an illusory soul, but a dried and terrifying deformed image.

"Master, my great master, you will soon be able to rule the magic world again"

The black-robed wizard carefully placed Voldemort into the cauldron.

The potion in the cauldron suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

The black-robed wizard immediately knelt on the ground, opened his arms and shouted loudly:
"The great Dark Lord, the master of the Death Eaters, the only king of the wizarding world, Lord Voldemort, come back! Come back!!!"

When the black-robed wizard's voice reached its peak, the light above the cemetery disappeared.

A bald figure without a nose appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Victori!!!"

Feeling his body full of energy, Voldemort let out the roar that had been suppressed in his heart for many years.

Before meeting Mu Sheng, Voldemort's only goal was to resurrect and make the wizarding world bow at his feet again.

But after meeting Mu Sheng, Voldemort's target changed, and the magical world could be put aside for the time being.

He was going to kill that little bastard named Victory first. No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this.

"I'm here! What do you want me to do?"

A clear voice rang out in the sky above the cemetery.

Mu Sheng sat cross-legged quietly in the air, looking at Voldemort below with interest.

The silver magic patterns in his eyes changed rapidly like a flash screen.

"Magic that can reshape the body is really interesting."

In Mu Sheng's opinion, Voldemort's so-called resurrection was nothing more than recreating a physical body for his illusory soul.

However, although it is not a resurrection spell, if Mu Sheng can analyze the magical principles behind it, he will be able to change the wizard's bloodline qualifications.

There is also Astoria's bloodline disease, and the consumption of Kryptonian skills in treating this magical disease is too great.

"V.K.T.R."

Voldemort pronounced Mu Sheng's name syllable by syllable.

She gnashed her teeth, as if she wanted to chew him into pieces.

"I'm here! Lao Fu, your appearance is really a bit embarrassing."

Mu Sheng shook his head as he spoke, looking as if he couldn't stand watching.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet!
Voldemort didn't even want to say a few more words. He raised his hand to summon his wand and cast the Killing Curse.

Facing the curse from Voldemort, Mu Sheng did not react at all, but just raised his hand boredly.

With a light wave, Voldemort's killing curse was broken.

"how is this possible?"

An expression of horror appeared on Voldemort's ugly face with a flat nose, making him look even uglier.

Even if Mu Sheng used his wand to fight against his magic, Voldemort would not be so frightened.

Use your hands to disperse the killing curse?
Even Merlin can't do this, right?

"Fake! It's all fake!"

Voldemort raised his wand again in disbelief.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!!!"

One after another, green death curses flew into the sky and were dispersed one by one by Mu Sheng.

To outsiders, it looked like these two people were performing a fireworks show for everyone.

After playing for a while, Mu Sheng lost interest and planned to send Voldemort home.

"War Tramples!"

Mu Sheng shouted loudly, and like a falling meteor, he landed on Voldemort in the blink of an eye and crushed his spine to pieces!

"Pfft."

Voldemort even vomited out his internal organs, and the blood and organ fragments dyed a large area of snow red.

"Ava. Avada. Dadada."

“Da da da da da?” Seeing that Voldemort was having difficulty speaking, Mu Sheng helped him add the rest of the words.

Damn you!

Evil little devil!
Dirty bastard!
With a heart full of resentment and hatred, Voldemort spat out a lung leaf from the corner of his mouth, and then he died.

Lord Voldemort is dead again?
The Death Eaters at the scene were completely numb.

(End of this chapter)