radicalducati Chapter 453 Conspiracy in the Cemetery
Chapter 453 Conspiracy in the Cemetery
"Ah, why were you so cruel to Mr. Krum just now?"
The two waved their wands, and the walls of the maze designed by Dumbledore separated to both sides, revealing a path directly leading to the trophy.
Dumbledore had already set up a backdoor in magic, and the walls of the maze could become unimpeded in front of the two of them.
"Who told him to have thoughts about my wife? Although there is nothing wrong with falling in love with someone, it does not prevent me from wanting to knock his head off with a baseball bat, but I still chose to be more elegant and fainted."
Zhang Qi said lightly, the golden light in his eyes becoming more obvious.
Originally, there would be various magical creatures as obstacles in the maze, such as the Sphinx and the Acromantula, as well as the Explosive-tailed Skrewts cultivated by Hagrid.
However, due to the blood pressure of pure-blooded dragons, those creatures are now huddled in the corners of the maze, motionless, not daring to make any sound.
"Ah, the game has come to an end, but I'm not sure I can come back alive."
Zhang Qi looked at the blue trophy, murmured and touched the pistol at his waist.
"By the way, my dormitory may not be able to be opened normally within two or three days due to my accident. Some of my research records have been placed in your schoolbag. You must protect those things."
Zhang Qi took out a tightly wrapped small metal box and waved to Shen Jian.
"Why do I always feel like you are saying your last words?"
Shen Jian glanced at Zhang Qi suspiciously.
"To a certain extent, these are indeed my last words, but please don't be afraid. I will still appear in front of you alive and kicking in two days."
"Let's go first, you can't participate in the rest."
Zhang Qi shook his head and issued an order to expel the guests.
"When you go to China next time, I'll treat you and your siblings to eat roast duck."
Shen Jian frowned.
"And my sister-in-law, plus Miss Peking."
Zhang Qi said goodbye with a smile.
"By the way, just go to the door and beat Ishihara half to death later. I need about an hour to make preparations here. You can go out and report the news after an hour and a half."
Shen Jian nodded, glanced at Zhang Qi one last time, and then hurried towards the entrance.
"Ah, the world allows the will to match new vessels."
Zhang Qi murmured to himself, then opened the small lead-lined box and swallowed the small pills inside.
"Don't you want my blood? I have a little surprise for you."
Zhang Qi picked up the kettle and took two sips, then gave away all the pills.
"Start counting one hour now."
Zhang Qi took out a stopwatch and started timing.
"Well, it's almost time, those things should have been absorbed."
An hour later, Zhang Qi sorted out his weapons one last time without hesitation, and then touched the trophy.
"Thousands of miles away, poison is thrown, but etiquette is light but affection is heavy."
Zhang Qi, who touched the trophy, twisted and disappeared into the air.
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"call"!
The air on the other side of the Portkey was obviously much colder and damper than that of Hogwarts. As the world began to spin, Zhang Qi's feet once again stepped on some soft ground.
"Avada Kedavra"!
But just before he could stand firm, a green light suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Qi's eyes!
"Snapped"!
When Zhang Qi landed, his back was against a tombstone, and there was very little room for dodge.
However, he still turned his head very quickly, and the green light rubbed his ears and hit the tombstone behind him.
"Swipe pull"!
Zhang Qi subconsciously touched the pistol at his waist, but in the next second, red thorns suddenly shot out from the soil and tied his legs tightly!
"laugh"!
Before he could react, two more thorns emerged from behind the cemetery angel statue, tightly binding his hands and hanging him up!
"Your servant is still a little weak, Mr. Dark Lord. The green death curse has obviously hit the child, but he seems to have no reaction."
The person in charge of the MAC Prophecy Hall with a bloodless face slowly walked out from behind the angel statue and said calmly to the very short and insignificant figure in the distance.
"Your Majesty the Dark Lord! Please forgive me"!
Peter, who had just taken off his hat, let out a scream of terror.
"You've done well, Peter, but the kid's already got a nosebleed."
Peilan walked up to Zhang Qi who was still struggling with an expressionless face, and gently touched his nostrils with his hand. His fingers were immediately stained with some bright red color.
"Well, no wonder it's the blood of a giant dragon. His blood can actually corrode my skin."
Peilan's fingers were rotting away visibly, revealing the dense bones inside.
"Introduce yourself, Mr. Zhang Qi. I am the person in charge of the Edenian Prophecy Hall, Imo Peran. Of course, my identity is more than that."
After cutting off his fingers, Perrin had a sick smile on his face.
"You are a senior member of the Church of the Dead."
Zhang Qi struggled hard, but those bloody vines seemed to have the ability to deprive him of his power. Zhang Qi felt that his dragon blood seemed to be disappearing quickly.
"To correct you, I am not a senior member of the Church of the Dead."
Perrin smiled sickly, and he didn't know when his limbs had turned into fleshy tentacles!
"I am the spokesperson of the will of the abyss."
"That's enough, Perrin, now fulfill your promise and help me resurrect quickly"!
A voice suddenly sounded in Peter's arms.
"You are still too impatient, Dark Lord, but I will still fulfill my promise."
Peilan shook his head with regret, and then gently pointed to a large pot not far away.
"Let's begin, Dark Lord."
"What are you still doing? Go quickly!"
The swaddled thing said viciously to Peter.
"Yes! Lord Dark Lord"!
Peter said fearfully.
"My father's bones, unintentionally donated, can resurrect relatives."
Peter muttered something softly, and then opened the swaddling clothes very respectfully.
Inside the swaddling clothes was a disgusting thing like a baby. The thing had no skin and flesh and looked dying.
Peter gently put the thing into the pot, and then put a human thigh bone with some soil in it.
"Servant, your servant's flesh, if you offer it voluntarily, can make your master reborn"!
Peter tremblingly picked up a dagger and gently placed his left hand on the pot.
Gritting his teeth, before Voldemort could prompt him, Peter slashed the dagger towards his arm!
"thump"!
The severed hand immediately fell into the pot, and Peter let out a shrill scream.
"You did well, Peter, now, go get his blood"!
Voldemort's unexpected words contained a hint of approval, and then continued to urge.
"Yes! Master"!
Peter simply stopped the bleeding with his wand, and then limped towards Zhang Qi.
"Put more! Just don't let him die! His blood contains infinite power"!
Voldemort said fiercely.
"what"!
The sharp dagger cut open Zhang Qi's wrist, and blood immediately flowed out!
Zhang Qi struggled angrily for a few times, then gave up and continued struggling after confirming that it was still to no avail.
"Master, are these enough?"
Peter took a wine glass he found from the house and drank a large glass of blood.
"Okay".
Voldemort said approvingly.
"The blood of your enemy, if forced out, can make your enemy reborn"!
Peter poured a large cup of blood into the steaming cauldron!
"Chi Chi"!
Green smoke instantly rose from the pot, and the thick smoke almost obscured half of the cemetery!
"Ah, the feeling of rebirth."
After a while, a trembling voice came from the smoke.
"Peter, dress me".
The voice said coldly.
"Yes, Lord Dark Lord"!
Peter feverishly picked up the clean robe that had been prepared and put it on the naked figure with great respect.
"Congratulations, Mr. Dark Lord, you have been reborn. Now it is time to fulfill your promise."
Perrin bowed very gracefully and said to Voldemort.
"I am very grateful for the help of the Church of the Dead, but I still have some things to do before you completely devour Mr. Zirol."
Voldemort suddenly pulled up Peter's right arm and pressed his wand against the snake-shaped symbol!
"what"!
As Peter screamed, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly gathered together, forming a huge skull!
After a while, streaks of black smoke flew over from the distant horizon, and then hit the cemetery heavily, transforming into wizards wearing masks.
"Ah, my servants, you have answered my call, but I still feel disappointed."
The newly resurrected Voldemort looks exactly like the one in the movie. He has no nose and only two small slits similar to two-hole sockets for breathing. He also has no hair, only an iron-blue scalp with flashing veins.
"During the days when I disappeared, most of you betrayed me and exposed each other to get away with it, right Lucius"?
Voldemort walked up to a blond wizard wearing a mask and grabbed his mask.
"My master! Over the years, I have been looking for traces of you all the time"!
Lucius immediately said in panic.
"Shut your mouth Lucius, I know you are just a coward. I should have killed you now, but now that you are back."
Voldemort let out a cold snort, which almost scared Lucius to the point of fainting.
"Since you have come back, it means that you still recognize me as your master, so your previous unreasonableness will naturally be wiped out."
Voldemort said calmly to his servants, who all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah, actually I have already obtained Harry Potter's blood, but I think compared with the ridiculous love spell in his blood, the dragon's blood in your body is the most powerful."
Voldemort turned to look at Zhang Qi, who had been fixed on the angel statue, and showed a smile.