HP Magic Biography

Harry staggered a few steps before returning to Voldemort's face in a blink of an eye.

There was a weird smile on Voldemort's face, and it didn't feel better to get there than he was tormented by the Drilling Curse before.

Harry knew that he had no chance of half a point. At this moment, Harry hoped that he would survive, and then told Van Lin and Dumbledore the news.

However, he heard Fanlin's voice just now. Harry wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but what was certain was that he was under Voldemort's hands...

"Pause for a while," Voldemort said leisurely, his slit-like nostrils enlarged with excitement, "A small pause, Harry, it's painful, isn't it? You don't want me to do that again, do you?"

Harry didn't answer. The ruthless red eyes told him that he was going to die like everyone else... He was going to die, he couldn't stop it from happening... But he wouldn't give in to Voldemort. What a joke, of course he I won’t beg, never...

"I ask you, do you want me to do that again?" Voldemort said softly, "Answer me! (Out of my soul)!"

For the third time in his life, Harry felt his mind go blank... Ah, how happy it is, no need to think... as if he was floating, dreaming-just answering "no"... and saying " No"..."No"..."I won't." A strong voice came from behind his head. I won't answer...just answer no--I won't do that, I I wouldn't say that...just answer no..."I won't!"

These three words suddenly rushed out of his mouth and echoed in the cemetery. The dream suddenly disappeared, like a basin of cold water splashed on him, the pain that Crubler's magic had left on his body suddenly appeared again, and suddenly he realized where he was and what he was facing. ...

"You won't?" Voldemort said quietly, and now the corpse-eaters stopped laughing. "You won't say'no'? Harry, obedience is a virtue, I need to teach you before you die... Maybe it's another pain, right?"

Voldemort raised his wand, but this time Harry was prepared. From his Quidditch training reaction, he stepped aside. He rolled behind the marble headstone of Voldemort's father. He heard the spell It's a crackle hitting a stone.

"Harry, we are not playing hide-and-seek." It was Voldemort's calm, cold voice, which got closer and closer as the corpses laughed. "You can't hide from me. Does this mean you are tired of our duel? Harry, does this mean you want me to end this duel now? Harry, come out-- come out to the duel, and then... it will be soon ...That will even be painless--but I don't know...I haven't died..."

Harry crouched behind the headstone and it was all over. There is no hope, no help.

When he heard that Voldemort was still approaching, he only knew one thing-no fear or reason-he would not squat here and die like a kid playing hide and seek, nor would he kneel and die at Voldemort's feet... He was going to die upright like his father, he was going to resist, even if any resistance was useless... Before Voldemort's snake-like face went behind the headstone, Harry had stood up. He held his wand tightly in his hand, thrust it forward, jumped out of the headstone, and faced Voldemort.

Very well, this is a beginning. Although this beginning may end at any time, at least, he is not as weak as Wormtail, begging for mercy, this is not his behavior.

Harry Potter!

He is standing here...

Fanlin, who bowed forward, was naturally anxious. He had a conversation with Harry, but obviously, Harry didn't believe it very much.

Maybe it was Voldemort's lie, and it would be hard to believe if it was replaced by himself.

But when Voldemort used the Imperius Curse to attack Harry, Fanlin's heart almost jumped out.

This is Harry's memory, which can clearly reflect everything that happened before. He must find it as soon as possible...

If he was exposed, it was obvious that Voldemort would have realized something.

The exposure of the Horcrux, or something else?

Fanlin wanted to erase Harry's memory, which was too dangerous. When Voldemort realized the connection between him and Harry, many things were no longer secrets.

However, this is not fair to Harry.

Fanlin walked on tiptoe, carefully shuttled among the crowd of Death Eaters. He wanted to find Nagini, which was one of his goals.

Destroy the Horcrux as quickly as possible, and then let Harry flee here with Harry. This was planned from the beginning, but Nagini kept moving through the crowd, and he had no chance at all.

As soon as his disillusionment curse is lifted, there is no doubt that Voldemort will immediately switch a target to protect his Nagini instead of being forced to kill Harry.

This requires an opportunity.

These Death Eaters must be forced away so that Voldemort has no time to take care of Nagini, so that Fanlin can have the opportunity to destroy this most difficult Horcrux.

The Horcrux kept by Voldemort's body is really a hassle.

And Harry, Harry seems...

Fanlin clenched his fists, the Heart Drilling Curse and the Imperius Curse alternated. The pain of the soul and the alternation was not something that everyone could bear.

It wasn't until Harry stepped forward that Fanlin understood what the opportunity was.

The duel between Harry and Voldemort, and he faced these Death Eaters.

Lucius Malfoy, Gore, Carat, of course, not the two idiots in the school.

Everyone here was able to play against Sirius Black ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fanlin was very thankful that Professor Snape had not come, so that Fanlin could still accept some.

"Very good, a bunch of scum!" Fanlin muttered, he prefers to solve everything in the dark, but now, it is clear that this snake can't be killed if he does not stand up. Dropped.

Well, stand up and face a viper, a dozen Death Eaters, plus a Voldemort.

On my side, there was only myself, a phoenix, and a Harry Potter.

What do you think, the odds of winning should be on your side...

Fanlin had to deceive himself, but nothing was more exciting.

Fanlin is a man with Dobby's blessing.

"You guys in front of me are not aiming at anyone here, I just want to say, everyone here is all spicy chicken!"

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