I swung a sword at Hogwarts

Chapter 247 Resurrection and Steed

As Harry watched, Cedric, who should have died, was miraculously fine.

The pierced figure gradually turned into mist and dissipated.

Mirage.

The magic created to deal with the first project saved Cedric's life.

"Harry, be careful."

Cedric looked at the man who easily deflected two spells with a serious expression.

“Fun little magic.”

With a light laugh, the man looked in another direction and said, "But I didn't expect you to chase me. You shouldn't be so irrational."

Heinrich stepped out of the shadows, holding the wand tightly in his hand, and said coldly: "You are the one behind all this."

"Aldolf Edgar."

He stared at the man and he smiled slightly.

Neatly-groomed black hair and handsome features.

He looked like a nobleman who would sit cross-legged in a wine cellar and enjoy fine wine. Time had not left many traces on this man's face.

But the hideous burn at the corner of his eyebrow ruined his perfection.

"My dear little Edgar, you won't even call me uncle? It seems you have taken the gift I left for Lucky."

"You should be dead. Many Death Eaters were killed in the fire." Heinrich asked.

Aldolf Edgar shrugged and said, "Your father is much smarter than you are. He never believed that I would die so generously."

Speaking of his brother, Aldolf's eyes flashed with a soft light, and he chuckled, "He still keeps my wine cellar. He hasn't touched my favorite bottles of wine at all."

"As for the fire you mentioned, it was real, and the Death Eaters who died were real Death Eaters."

Not caring that he was still holding the Death Eater's master, Aldolf smiled solemnly, "I told those spineless people that occupying this place would be a condition for negotiating with the Ministry of Magic, and they actually believed it."

"That day the Ministry of Magic attacked Rogue Village. They wanted to beg for mercy, but I used a huge fire to pull everyone into the abyss."

His voice was like a sharp icicle hanging from the eaves, waiting to pierce the head of a passerby.

"Those idiots are worthless, but they'll get me out of this pretty well."

He smiled.

Aldolf Edgar inherited all of Edgar's paranoia and madness, he is a madman.

An elegant painter uses his brush to depict a stormy hell scene.

When Harry heard all this, he felt that this man was extremely crazy.

"How did you tamper with the maze?" Harry was puzzled as to how something unexpected could have happened since the professors had checked it.

Aldolf looked at Harry with interest and said, "It's very simple. It only requires a little magic."

As he spoke, the features on his face moved.

The handsome face turned into Moody's, and then squirmed again, turning into a face like Harry's.

Harry was stunned, then immediately realized something and said loudly, "You were the one who threw my name into the Goblet of Fire."

"It's an interesting ability, isn't it?" Aldolf said, raising an eyebrow at Harry's face.

A voice came from his arms, and Voldemort said impatiently: "Aldolf, complete the task quickly."

"Of course, my lord." Aldolf curled his lips and let his wand hang casually.

At this time, others noticed that Aldolf was holding something.

That voice made Harry think of something bad.

Heinrich said coldly: "It's useless. I have contacted other people and the Ministry of Magic will be here soon."

"But not so fast, is it?" Aldolf said lazily, "There's enough time."

Dark golden eyes swept over the three people.

Harry felt like he was being stared at by a vicious wild animal.

The next second, Aldolf moved.

Even if he was holding Voldemort, his strength was still that powerful.

Harry saw the man turn into a ball of black smoke and come forward. Before he could react, he was hit by an Expelling Spell and flew backwards.

Cedric was startled, but luckily he and John had fought before, so he reacted quickly and used the Disarming Spell.

Aldolf launched an attack and was about to attack again when a spell came from behind him. He raised an eyebrow and moved to a distance of twenty feet with a bang, waving his wand.

Heinrich's feet were empty and his body floated up. It was a levitation spell.

The moment his body floated in the air, he immediately counterattacked, using the Armor Spell to defend against the Disarming Spell.

Cedric used a Transfiguration spell to create a stumbling block, but Aldolph easily jumped over it and waved his wand.

The statue on the tombstone swung its scythe and nearly cut off Cedric's head.

He and Heinrich looked at each other, and the two of them attacked in tacit understanding.

“Incendio”

"Oppungno"

Heinrich waved his wand and the flames ignited into a wall of fire.

Cedric made the stones turn into bullets.

Aldolf drew a circle with his wrist, and a tombstone flew over to block the stone in front of him.

He released an Extinguishing Spell towards the wall of fire, and the flames disappeared instantly. Aldolf used the Cruciatus Curse to hit Cedric, causing him to fall to the ground, and then used a Sleeping Spell to knock Heinrich unconscious.

Completely defeated.

Facing the former deputy of the Dark Lord, the gap between the two students was too big.

Powerlessness.

He raised his wand and pointed it, and Harry, who was struggling to get up, was tied up with ropes and unable to move.

Cedric was in extreme pain, and the blood vessels on his face were clearly visible.

"Hurry up." There was more urgency in Voldemort's voice.

A stone crucible flew over.

The wound on Harry's forehead hurt more than ever.

Aldolf pointed below the crucible, flames started burning, and the liquid inside the crucible started bubbling.

Unfolding the bundle, Harry finally saw clearly what it was.

It's a complete freak alien.

When the thing appeared, his wounds hurt even more.

Altof didn't show Harry much time to look at it, and threw it directly into the pot, as if putting a dead chicken into the stew pot.

He seemed to be holding some kind of ceremony, chanting, "Father's bones, donated without intention, can give your son a new life."

The grave beneath Harry's feet opened, and a tiny cloud of dust rose up softly and fell into the cauldron.

Red sparks flew from the crucible.

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

As if he didn't care, Aldolf cut off the ring finger of his left hand and dropped it into the crucible.

The potion in the cauldron turned red and the bright light pierced Harry's eyes.

The bleeding stopped instantly, and Aldolf's expression didn't even change throughout the whole process.

madman.

Harry struggled frantically. He didn't know what to do, but his intuition told him that he had to stop it.

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

His sleeve tore, followed by a cut on his arm that started bleeding.

Blood flowed out of it and finally flew into Aldolf's hands.

Aldolf poured the blood into the crucible, and the liquid inside immediately turned a blinding white.

After doing all this, Aldolf calmly pulled up his left sleeve.

On the arm, there was a logo that Harry had seen at the World Cup.

The mark began to fade to black, and then the movement in the crucible ended.

A white mist blurred the vision, and a black figure of a man appeared, tall and thin, like a skeleton.

After he appeared, Aldolf picked up the robe that had been prepared long ago and put it on the man.

Taking a few steps back, Aldolf knelt on one knee, looked up at the man, and said with enthusiasm: "My master, you are finally back."

Harry saw the man's face clearly. It was the person he had been dreaming about for the past three years.

Paleer than a skull, with red eyes and a nose as flat as a snake's, with nostrils formed by two thin slits.

Oh, he has no nose!

The identity is about to be revealed.

Voldemort!

Looking at Aldolf, Voldemort showed a rare smile on his face and said, "Aldolf, my most loyal follower, I once thought you would abandon me."

Altof chuckled and said, "Of course not. If my nephew hadn't been heading to Hogwarts, we might have missed it."

This made Voldemort very satisfied, and he said in a grim tone, "Let me see who else is loyal to me."

Altof shrugged. He had already called.

This period of waiting made Voldemort very dissatisfied.

Those people were too slow to arrive.

So he resorted to his traditional villain skills.

Mouth-to-mouth.

"Harry Potter, you are standing over my father's bones."

Voldemort hissed softly, "He is a Muggle and a fool, just like your own mother..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a noise.

"Click."

Something broke.

Voldemort looked in the direction of the voice and saw a staggering figure standing up.

He looked over with interest and said to Aldolf, "Another Edgar, he is just like you."

Heinrich stood up, his mind a little dizzy.

He held a blue gem in his left hand and grasped the necklace with his right hand, pulling hard.

Heinrich looked at Cedric, who was gradually recovering, and shouted, "Cedric!"

Cedric looked over with difficulty and saw him pull off the necklace.

"Sole power!"

A powerful magical force enveloped the entire cemetery.

next second.

Heinrich's right hand covered his arm with a silver ring, and he waved his wand.

The magic power of five magic crystals is madly injected into the wand.