Chapter 494

"Don't quarrel, let's go together, but one thing to remember, listen to me later."

Just when the four people couldn't argue, HEMA came directly, grabbed the hands of Ling quanxue and Hermione and pressed them on the Goblet of fire.

With the other four people still in a state of ignorance, they suddenly disappeared in place. However, Harry and Charlene were also sucked in, and Kui 12 and Aisha not far away also followed!

However, with a concussion in the space, Dumbledore outside also felt it. He jumped down from the stand in an instant, waved his arm, and a light mask blocked all the audience around, and then a magic spell flew to bagman below!

At this time, Harry banged on the ground, as if he felt bad. Although it was the lawn, there was no doubt that his left foot was crooked.

"Hoo... Where are the others?"

He looked around, but only saw a figure, Hermione, who fell not far away. He hurried over, but before he touched Hermione, a white light hit them. It was a magic spell!

He raised his head and looked not far away. A figure came slowly from the depths of the cemetery, but he couldn't see each other clearly.

But with the click, he saw a wheelchair first in sight, and the figure was pushing the car forward.

As he got closer and closer, he quickly took out his wand and aimed at the comers. As the light became brighter and brighter, the gloomy light around finally hit them.

The familiar figure standing stunned him first. "Greyback!? Why are you here... In that wheelchair? "

Harry realized for a moment that it was, looked at the wheelchair, and the figure shrouded in black fog slowly showed his body.

A bent, thin, bald man appeared there. He leaned gently on his wheelchair and looked at him excitedly, as if he wanted to eat him at once.

Although the appearance changed, Harry felt the familiar breath and the familiar feeling at the first time.

"Voldemort?!"

"Harry Potter! We really haven't seen each other for a long time. The last time seemed to be three years ago... "A low voice sounded, and Harry threw himself to the ground without mercy.

He doesn't know what to do, but he must protect Hermione and wait for the rescue of others!

But before the spell flew over, a purple light curtain blocked his attack. Voldemort slowly got up from his seat, and greyback immediately helped him up.

A dozen figures in black robes and hoods came out, four of them carrying a huge crucible and finally placed between Harry and Voldemort.

"You can't resist. Everything has become settled. I will revive my true self with your life and send you to your parents..."

With that, he looked directly at greyback behind him. Greyback waved immediately, and several black vines flew directly out of the ground, tied Harry and Hermione, and hung them on the side tree.

"Damn it!"

"Let's go, everybody." With that, Voldemort took off his robe directly, and then jumped directly into the boiler. In an instant, the hot purple potion swallowed his body.

His whole body seemed to melt and disappeared into the liquid. Greg Burke and several death eaters on the side also went to the middle and began to put some strange materials.

After putting it in, greyback took a deep breath, grabbed his finger directly, and then bit it violently. Blood splashed everywhere, and his little finger fell directly into the pot!

The purple potion immediately splashed a dark blue smoke, and then a lavender smoke. The people around read "servant's meat!"

Then he finally looked at Harry. The two Death Eaters came up to him, took out a dagger and cut it in the palm of his hand. The blood flowed out, and the other party quickly caught it.

Harry roared in pain and kicked hard, but he didn't kick the other party at all. The other party had come to the big pot with his blood.

Looking at their actions, in fact, Harry has stepped on what they want to do. They want to revive Voldemort! Resurrection!

But now he couldn't stop it. He even wanted to kill him and Hermione. He didn't want Hermione to involve "HEMA!"

With Harry's roar, but there was no response in the cemetery. It was still so quiet, only the potion in the pot kept pouring.

"Everything has come to an end. It's no use for Harry Potter and HEMA EBO to come. We're already ready."

Greyback opened his mouth and countless masked people flickered not far away. It was a dark warlock with top blood, and there were at least 2 or 30, and it was in an ambush. If HEMA appeared directly, it was really easy to be targeted.

And not only that, with the sound of metal, more than a dozen figures dressed in silver armor and black armor came out slowly.

Harry also immediately thought of the top blood. There was a team, which was wearing armor. The powerful one was gold, the weaker one was silver, and finally black.

A few minutes later, the boiling crucible finally stopped stirring. Harry also forgot the past, but Hermione woke up slowly.

"Harry?! What happened? "

"It's the death eaters and the top blood. They cooperated to revive Voldemort... HEMA, they didn't come together... What should we do?"

"Cold!" Greyback laughed, the pot trembled, the water vapor rose, and then a man appeared slowly in the smoke.

Still bald, still that strange look, but now it seems incomparably powerful, and the dark breath floats around again.

"Dress!" Voldemort roared. Two people around him put black clothes on his body. Voldemort then walked quickly to Harry.

"It should be said that I haven't seen you for a long time, more than ten years... I can finally kill you!" Voldemort waited for his two red eyes, flashing a strange light.

He reached out his finger and touched Harry's arm again. Harry felt a cold feeling and his head hurt violently.

Then he looked at Hermione on the side. "This is Hermione Granger, great warrior, excellent mud!"

"Voldemort, what are you talking about?! Let go of me, I want to be one-on-one with you! "

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about? "And me..." Voldemort laughed at Harry's words, and the whole person felt a little forward and backward.

The people around also pretended to be very happy and smiled. Of course, the people at the top of the blood still looked at them silently. The attack in their hands, of course, saw that there was no danger, but also relaxed a little.

Voldemort smiled for a few seconds and calmed down. He took a deep breath and touched his wand. "If you want, you can try, and you can even come together ~"