Hogwarts Card Drawer

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Harry looked around the cemetery, it was so silent and a little bit gloomy. "Is this part of this mission." He asked Cronos back.

Cronos didn't talk, he was thinking about what to do next. Run directly with Harry? But what if Voldemort didn't get the blood of Harry's transformation by Cronos?

Who knows what measures he will take after he fails this time. By that time, Cronos had completely lost the advantage of the seat-traverser's omniscience.

"I think you'd better raise your wand." Cronos suggested.

"Okay!" Harry said, and he was glad that Cronos made this suggestion, not himself. They drew out their wands, and Harry had been looking around. He once again had the strange feeling that they were being watched by others.

"Someone is here," he said suddenly. They squinted their eyes nervously in the darkness, and saw a dark figure approaching, approaching them from the middle of the graves. Harry couldn't see the face clearly, but from the walking posture of the dark shadow and his tight arms, we could tell what the dark shadow was holding. I couldn't see who he was, he was very short, and he was wearing a large cloak with a hood covering his head and face.

The dark shadow came a few steps closer—of course the distance between them had been shortening—he saw that the thing he was holding in his arms looked like a baby...or was it just a pile of clothes?

The dark shadow stopped beside a standing marble tombstone. Only six feet away from them. Harry, Cronos, and the short man in black looked at each other for a while.

Then Harry's scar broke apart in pain. He had never felt so painful in his life. It was so painful that he had to cover it with his hands, which also caused his wand to fall to the ground. He bent his legs and knelt to the ground. He couldn't see anything, he just felt a splitting headache.

From above his head, Harry heard a high, cold voice from a distance: "We meet again. I'm sorry to see you again in this manner."

"But thanks to your dedication to chasing Wormtail, otherwise he wouldn't talk about Albania coming to me out of fear." A rustling voice thought about it, and Cronos was scared when he saw the little figure. Shivered.

Cronos snorted coldly, and he looked at Harry lying on the side in disgust, if it weren't for him and Hermione's blocking. Chronos would not face Voldemort again.

Voldemort had obviously expected Chronos' expression. He ordered Wormtail: "Go ahead, don't waste time."

The little man in the cloak had put down the pile of things in his hand and picked up Harry's wand. Then he dragged Harry towards the marble tombstone. Harry saw the name Tom on the tombstone with the faint light of his wand swaying. Yes, then he was turned around, with his back facing the tombstone.

The man in the cloak enchanted Harry with a thick rope and tied him to the tombstone. When doing all this, Chronos stood side by side coldly and did nothing.

Harry's forehead was so painful that he couldn't feel what was happening outside.

Harry heard the slight but rapid breathing under the hood, and he struggled hard, and the man beat him hard a few times—beating him with his missing finger.

Harry suddenly remembered who the man under the hood was-Peter, "It's you!" he said, panting. But Peter was busy tying him up. He didn't say a word, busy checking the tightness of the rope. His fingers tremble constantly, touching the knots on the ropes.

It wasn't until Peter was sure that Harry was firmly tied to the tombstone and could not move a single step before he took out a black thing from the cloak and stuffed it into Harry's mouth. Then, without saying a word, he turned around and ran away. Harry couldn't call out anything, nor could he see where Peter was running. -He can't turn his head to look behind the tombstone, he can only see what is directly in front of him.

Chronos was standing about twenty feet away. Beside him, the Three Wizards Tournament trophy gleamed under the stars. Harry's wand was on the grass beside his feet. The pile of clothes that Harry had thought to be a baby was also nearby, at the foot of the tombstone. The pile of things seemed to tremble irritably.

Harry looked at it, and his wound hurt again... he suddenly realized that he didn't want to see the contents of the pile of clothes... he didn't want to see the bag being opened.

He can hear the sound under his feet. He looked down. -A giant snake is swimming in the grass. Swim around the tombstone that Harry had tied up. Peter's short gasps rang again. It sounded as if he was pushing something heavy across the grass.

He appeared in Harry's field of vision in a moment. Now Harry could see that he was pushing a large stone boiler towards the tombstone. The pot seemed to be filled with water-Harry could judge from the sound of splashing around-and the boiler was ha. Lee has seen the biggest one in his life. It is big enough to fit an adult man.

The liquid in that big steam pot seems to heat up easily. Not only did bubbles emerge from the surface of the liquid, but also sparks came in and out, as if it was on fire. The movement under the cloak became more intense. Then Harry heard the high, cold voice again: "Hurry up!" The whole surface of the pot of water was full of sparks, and it looked like it was set with diamonds. "Ready, Master."

"Now..." the cold voice sounded. Peter opened the bag of clothes on the lawn to reveal the contents. UU reading www.uukanshu. Harry let out a yell—unfortunately blocked by the pile of things in his mouth.

It's as if Peter took out a stone, and then revealed something ugly, despicable, ignorant but worse, and a hundred times worse. That thing had the appearance of a human child on his knees. But Harry had never seen anything so unlike a child's—it had no hair and had scales on its surface. Its back is bare, black and red.

Cronos was also frightened at first glance, which is the same as the plot in a horror movie, the disgusting Cronos had to turn his head away.

Its arms and legs are thin and fragile, and its face-no child has such a face-is flat, like a snake head, and has a pair of flickering red eyes.

The little thing looked so helpless, it raised its tiny arm and wrapped it around Peter's neck. Peter picked it up. Just then, its hood fell behind, and when he walked to the edge of the big steam pot with the little thing in his arms, Harry saw the look of disgust on Peter's thin, pale face by the light of the fire. After a while, Harry saw the evil flat face of the little thing glowing in the flickering sparks on the surface of the water.

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