Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

In the cemetery illuminated by the pale moonlight, the green death curse was constantly harvesting the lives of wizards among the crowd. At this time, the two parties were completely fighting.

Riddle stood behind the crowd and set his sights on Lorne.

His brows furrowed slightly.

You must know that standing on the opposite side of this blond wizard's cub is simply a kind of torture for the enemy - just like him, who restrains his body and soul, and is still working for Geralt to this day.

Although it was said that he had gained endless life and a body that was immortal, Riddle could not feel any sense of happiness, but instead felt a kind of fear-like numbness.

If possible, he would rather get rid of this immortal body now and free his soul!

However, he couldn't do it.

Because he didn’t have the final say on this body—not even the soul.

Thinking of this, Riddle couldn't help but look at Voldemort who had soaked in the crucible with pity. He could already imagine his future life.

And Lorne seemed to notice Riddle's gaze, he turned his head and smiled at Riddle.

Looks very friendly.

Immediately, Lorne set his sights on the crucible not far away.

Orange flames were already bursting out under the huge crucible, and the big snake surrounding it was also staring at the wizards around it, as if warning not to get close to it.

The liquid in the crucible seemed to heat up very quickly. After a while, the surface began to boil, and sparks even shot out, which were very conspicuous in the dark night sky.

"Put me in quickly!"

The baby in Lucius's arms shouted loudly from inside the package.

His voice sounded anxious, as if he couldn't wait for a moment.

"Yes, master."

Lucius stretched out his trembling hands and pulled off the bundle, revealing the baby inside - no, it was not so much a baby, but the larvae of some kind of monster.

That one was all sticky. Da Da has a flat snake face and cold red eyes without any hair. The wrinkled texture on his body seems to be covered with scales. Even the color of his skin is dark red, like an injured tender body. Like flesh...

After seeing the appearance of the baby, Harry who was standing aside suddenly let out a sound of surprise, and he quickly took a few steps back.

This was simply the ugliest creature he had ever seen in his life!

Even worse than the sea. The fried-tailed snails raised in such a high standard are even more disgusting!

"Is that...Voldemort?"

Harry suddenly felt a pain in the scar on his forehead. He stood up from a squat, his face gradually became distorted, and he staggered a little.

He could detect a vague connection between himself and the other party...

Lorne did not speak. His light blue eyes were half-closed, looking at Voldemort in the distance.

He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

At this moment, Lucius had already held Voldemort in his hands and held him Placed on the edge of the crucible.

The flames dancing in the liquid in the crucible illuminated the ugly flat face, which was almost the opposite extreme from the handsome Riddle not far away - I don’t know what he was thinking about his body. What did he do to turn into the ugly look before him?

Riddle also frowned without any trace. Of course he saw his current situation and felt a little disgusted in his heart.

How could he look like that in the future? What does it look like?

Most of the people present have looked at Voldemort, but no one wants to stop him. What

Lorne needs is not to kill Voldemort, but to prepare to live broadcast the fact of his resurrection - and then it will be logical. Let Lockhart replace Fudge.

A typical fun-loving person.

As for Riddle?

He is now completely obeying Lorne's arrangements.

Harry is helpless, not to mention that the scar on her forehead is burning so much that he can't think.

Lorne looked at Harry, who was already squatting on the ground, and waved the wand in his hand gently in the air.

The next moment, Harry felt a spring of clear water suddenly pouring into his mind, replacing the burning pain.…

"Now let's wait for Professor Dumbledore and others to come over."

Lorne said in a deep voice.

Although his projection was turned off the moment Riddle revealed his identity, the projection of Harry who just came behind was not turned off at all. In other words, the scene in front of him was being broadcast live. Inside Hogwarts in the distance

"The unintentional donation of your father’s bones can regenerate your son!"

At this time, Lucius in the distance had opened his mouth and began to recite a spell. His voice was trembling, and he seemed to be quite frightened.

He raised his wand and closed his eyes.

Voldemort in his hand also He threw it into the liquid in the crucible.

But as he finished reciting the spell, a small wisp of dust fell from his hand into the crucible.

And the liquid in the pot also hissed as if it had encountered a chemical reaction. There was a sound, sparks flew everywhere, and the liquid changed from dark green to bright blue.…

"The flesh of your servant, given voluntarily, may bring about the rebirth of your master.——"

There was something wrong with Lucius's voice before. He pulled out a delicate dagger from his cloak, cut off a piece of flesh from his arm, and threw it into the crucible.

The liquid in the crucible also changed from bright blue to fiery red, just like lava

"There is only one last step to go, hurry up!"

Voldemort urged loudly from inside the crucible.

"The blood of your enemies, forced to give, can bring your enemies back to life!"

Lucius then took the blood bottle on the side and poured it directly into the crucible.

As the three spells were finished, the sparks floating in the liquid were extinguished, and a white steam also rose from inside. , blocking everyone's gaze.

Lorne's light blue eyes also turned scarlet, and he clearly saw the tall and thin figure hidden in the mist.

Voldemort is back!