God of the Universe Begins with Harry Potter

"Then, even if your body is attacked or destroyed, you can't die, because there is still a part of your soul left in the world unharmed." Ye Ting added.

Furong cast an admiring look at the two of them. She had to admit that, compared to the two knowledgeable people in front of her, she, the best student of Beauxbatons, was still far behind.

"However, very few people think like that, less and less. It's better to die." Ye Ting sighed and shook his head, "Remember the Dark Lord on the back of Professor Quirrell's head in the first grade? And what I just saw. That baby thing, trust me, no one wants to be in that state except that lunatic."

"You mean, Voldemort survived and resurrected by splitting his soul and making Horcruxes?" The two girls suddenly realized.

"In other words, that diary is one of the Horcruxes!" Hermione suddenly woke up.

"Yes." Ye Ting nodded.

In fact, this was Voldemort's biggest secret, and apart from Ye Ting, only Dumbledore knew it in the past.

Because the Horcrux is the foundation of Voldemort's survival. Once this secret is known, he will do his best to eradicate all those who know it. For safety reasons, Dumbledore did not disclose the news to anyone.

At this time, a few more people knew about it.

"So, does the Horcrux have anything to do with letting Voldemort kill Harry?" The two girls still didn't understand.

"Be patient." Ye Ting continued to explain, "You must understand that the soul should remain intact. To split it is a violation, it is against nature. And through evil deeds - the most wicked deeds, through murder will It splits the soul, and wizards who want to make Horcruxes use this destruction to seal the split soul fragments."

But the girls still don't understand what this has to do with Harry.

"Do you know?" Ye Ting continued, "The Dark Lord is the heir of Slytherin, but Harry is also Parseltongue, and he often dreams of the Dark Lord, and his lightning scar will be caused by the Dark Lord. Pained by the power... the Dark Lord died from the death curse that Harry bounced back."

"Could it be... Could it be that Harry is also the Dark Lord's Horcrux!?" Hermione suddenly put forward a bold hypothesis, "The Dark Lord's soul fragment is in Harry's, so... that's why he has the Dark Lord's Parseltongue and some connection to the Dark Lord."

"You guessed it right." Ye Ting snapped his fingers.

"So, you want the Dark Lord to kill Harry, which is equivalent to destroying one of his own Horcruxes." With Ye Ting's approval, Hermione's analysis became smoother, "Even... because of the existence of soul fragments, Harry doesn't really die, after all, you said, the Killing Curse... The Killing Curse works directly on the soul! With the Dark Lord's soul shard as a shield, Harry will survive!"

"That's right," Ye Ting nodded and added, "Besides, Harry's mother's protective magic for Harry will actually last until he reaches adulthood - as long as he regards the home of one of his mother's blood relatives as his own. My own home - The Dark Lord's Killing Curse won't hurt Harry until this protective spell expires, however, last year I managed to get Sirius Black to justice. Although Dumbledore tried to stop it, I pushed it in the end , Harry lives in his godfather's house, that is to say, the protection magic fails, and Voldemort can really hurt Harry."

This time, everything was clear. The two girls looked at Ye Ting with awe and admiration. The man in front of him had no choice but to plan for it a year ago, although they didn't It was clear how Ye Ting calculated today's situation, but they knew that Voldemort would obviously suffer the consequences today: he would become one of his murderers.

If Voldemort knew all this, he would have vomited blood.

This time, the eyes they looked at Voldemort relaxed a lot.

And now, surrounded by Death Eaters, Voldemort is playing a cat-and-mouse game.

"I think you've seen how stupid it is to think this boy is better than me," said Voldemort, "but I'm going to clear everyone's head of misunderstanding. It was a fluke that Harry Potter escaped from me. Now I'm going to kill him to prove my strength, right here, right here, in your presence, there's no Dumbledore here to protect him or his mother to sacrifice for him. I'll give him Chances are, he can fight me so you don't wonder who's stronger. Put him down, Wormtail, and give him his wand back."

Peter approached Harry, who tried his best to reach the ground with his feet to support himself before the ropes were untied.Wormtail lifted Xin'an's silver hand, pulled the rag from Harry's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, cut the rope that bound Harry to the tombstone, and rudely shoved Harry's wand into his hand.

"Have you learned to duel, Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked softly, red eyes gleaming in the darkness.

Hearing this, Harry remembered that he had been in a short-term dueling club two years ago, and it seemed like a previous life... He only learned the disarming spell "Except Your Weapon" there... but even if he What's the use of taking away Voldemort's wand?

Surrounded by Death Eaters, at least thirty to one.

He didn't learn anything that could be used here.Voldemort was right, there was no mother to save him this time...he was completely unprotected.

"Let's bow to each other, Harry," said Voldemort, bowing, but his snake face was always looking at Harry, "come on, etiquette is to be observed... Dumbledore must want you to behave well. Grace... bow to death, Harry..."

The Death Eaters laughed again.Voldemort's lipless mouth smiled.Harry didn't bend down, he wouldn't let Voldemort play with him before he killed him...he wouldn't let him get his way...

"I said, bow." Voldemort raised his wand—Harry felt a bend in his spine, as if a large invisible hand was pressing his back mercilessly forward.The Death Eaters laughed even harder.

"Very good," said Voldemort softly, raising his wand and the pressure on Harry's back was gone, "now you look at me like a man... hold your head up like when your father died..."

"Now—we duel."

Chapter 0285 Harry's Death

Under the watchful eyes of the Death Eaters and Ye Ting, the duel between Voldemort and Harry began.

No, it was a one-sided torture rather than a duel.

Voldemort raised his wand, and before Harry could defend himself, or even move, he was struck by Cruciatus.

The severe pain took over everything, and he didn't know where he was... The white-hot knife pierced every inch of his skin, and his head must have been cracked in pain.He screamed, and he had never made such a shrill cry in his life—

Fleur lowered her head and Hermione closed her eyes, but the Death Eaters were excited.

Then it stopped, and Harry rolled over to his feet, shaking uncontrollably like Peter had just cut off his hand.He staggered into a wall of Death Eaters, who pushed him back to Voldemort.

"Pause," said Voldemort, his slit-like nostrils widening excitedly. "Take a break... it hurts, Harry? You don't want me to do it again, do you?"

Harry didn't answer, he was going to die like his mother.Those cruel red eyes were telling him that...he would be killed and he couldn't do anything about it...but he wouldn't give in, he wouldn't be at the mercy of Voldemort...he wouldn't beg for mercy...

"I asked if you wanted me to do it again," said Voldemort softly. "Answer me! Out of body!"

All of a sudden, Harry felt that there was no thought in his head, this was the third time in his life that he had felt this way...what a blessing, no need to think, he seemed to be floating, dreaming...saying "no"...speaking... ...say "don't"...

I don't say it, a stronger voice in the back of his mind said, I don't answer...

Say "no"...

I don't say, never say...

say "no"

"I will not say!"

The words burst out of Harry's mouth and echoed over the cemetery, and the dreamy state suddenly disappeared, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head - all the pain that the Cruciatus had left on his body had returned - — he re-realized where he was, what was in front of him...

Although Harry himself was very weak, which made Ye Ting look down on him, Ye Ting also had to admit that Harry's ability to defeat Voldemort in the original book proved that he still had some merits.