Chapter 419 Resurrection (2)
Chapter 419 Resurrection (2)
Harry's eyes filled with horror.
Oliver smiled slightly.
Now that the resurrection was successful, he would not let Harry and Voldemort spend his time here...at least his plan was achieved, and there was no need to pretend anymore.
He wouldn't let Harry suffer the slightest bit of harm, because Harry belonged to Hogwarts.
He tidied up the wizard robe lightly, and waited with great interest.
Maybe he wanted to see the "shocking" (in fact, it's more disgusting.) famous scene of Voldemort's resurrection.
Now it seems that those thoughts in Harry's mind obviously didn't work.
Then, Oliverworth and Harry looked at the cauldron through the white mist in front of them... A black figure of a man slowly rose from the center of the cauldron. He was tall and thin and looked like a skeleton.
What a creepy scene...
"Put the robe on me." When the cold voice sounded, Orlingworth realized that Voldemort was not wearing any clothes just now...
Oliverth: "!!!"
He covered his mouth to keep himself from screaming, feeling like his whole mind was in turmoil.
What the hell? !
This is not in line with Voldemort's character!
And the Wormtail who had been crying just now was moaning at this moment, protecting his stumped arm, and grabbed the black robe wrapped in the bundle from the ground in a panic... Orlynworth coughed, turned his head and retched A few times.
Wormtail stood up, and with one hand pulled the black robe over his master's head.There was still a trace of fear in his eyes.
The thin man stepped out of the cauldron, staring at Harry with blood-red eyes.
Harry had clearly seen the face that had haunted his nightmares for three years now... yes, his skin was paler than a skeleton, and his eyes were a horrible-looking red.The nose was flat like a snake's, and the nostrils were two slits...
He was hardly human!
Yes, Voldemort came back to life, it was like a dream, completely unbelievable, but also seems reasonable.
Slowly Voldemort looked away from Harry and began examining his own body, his hand, like a large pale spider, caressing his chest with long, pale fingers.arms, face.
Those red eyes looked very bright in the dark, with two slits in the pupil, like a cat's eyes... Orlynworth looked at the one in the middle of the cemetery with disgust... I don't know what it is.
He raised his hands and moved his fingers, his expression ecstatic, and it was obvious that he was very happy to be resurrected.
He ignored Wormtail, who was lying on the ground bleeding, and he ignored the big snake that was crawling around on the ground.When did she swim back, hissing around Harry.
Voldemort drew a wand from his pocket, stroked his wand lightly, and pointed it at Wormtail.
Orlynworth frowned slightly, let the melon seeds with some saliva in his hands casually put them into his pocket, and then stood up from the ground.
He obviously can't just watch a play in the grass so casually now, and he can't just do nothing like this.
because……
He has to stand watching the show, otherwise his legs will go numb, he can't let his legs go numb! (Are you surprised, surprised or not?)
Wormtail was magically controlled and thrown onto the tombstone where Harry was bound.
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