Hogwarts Homecoming

"You dirty bitch!"

The shock in Ron's eyes had not dissipated, and his voice trembled with anger.

"Thankfully Hermione was planning to let you leave first, but you actually betrayed us!"

"Shut your mouth, you stupid boy who doesn't understand anything!"

Karkaroff used a ferocious face to hide his heart filled with fear. The nose that was kicked off by Ron was dripping with blood. The blood soaked his beard and flooded his dry lips. It trickled down from his chin to the hem of his clothes, but he didn't wipe it. He threw the wand and pressed it firmly against Ron's eyebrows. He took his other hand from Harry's armpit to hold Harry up so he wouldn't fall.

"Owner!"

Karkaroff's vision struggled to penetrate the billowing smoke and explosion fire. His hoarse, trembling voice could not describe the humility he wanted to show.

"My great master. I, Igor, I helped you catch Harry Potter and his friends who wanted to escape!"

There was no sound coming from behind the smoke, maybe because he was too lazy to pay attention, but maybe, it was also possible that the Dark Lord was a little surprised by Karkaroff's shamelessness.

Karkaroff's voice and body were shaking violently, and despair arbitrarily painted on his pale face what the end of the road should be like.

Ron knew that he had never hated someone as much as he did now in his life. If he could, he would even cast the Cruciatus Curse on Karkarlov! However, he didn't have the confidence to avoid Karkaroff's attack at such a distance.

With his back to the battlefield, Ron didn't know what was going on with Hermione, but the clear voice that penetrated his ears from time to time through the rumbling explosions let Ron know that Hermione was still resisting, but at the same time, Barty Jr. was getting more and more... The sharp and hysterical roars also made Ron so anxious that he didn't notice that Harry, who was held by Karkaroff under his arm, was clenching his fists tightly, with blazing fire in his green eyes!

"The great Dark Lord, my revered master!"

Karkaroff became increasingly flustered when he failed to receive a response.

"Is there anything else I can do for you? Oh, do you need me to get rid of that mudblood for you?"

"Ron is right!"

Just as Karkaroff was racking his brains to think about how to please the Dark Lord so that he could survive, the half-dead Harry Potter who was restrained by him suddenly made a sound. Before he could react, a fist hit him. His eyes widened rapidly, and it hit the broken bridge of his nose hard.

"You are just a dirty bitch!"

Harry roared angrily amidst the screams of Karkaroff who fell to the ground. He stirred with his wand, and Karkaroff's wand fell silently into his palm.

"Harry!"

Ron shouted in surprise,

"You're back to normal, your scar"

"Let's go help Hermione, Ron!"

Harry's face was pale, and his forehead was soaked with cold sweat. It was obvious that he was still weak. However, when life and death were at stake, he didn't have time to think too much. He clenched his wand, howled, and rushed towards Hermione, who was already there, like a runaway horse. Barty Crouch Jr. in another direction!

Click!

Like a sudden flash of red lightning under the dim sky in the middle of the night. The sharp electric light dissipated the smoke and dust, splitting the magic barrier that Little Barty had so dangerously set up.

And the rocks that screamed like bullets and cut through the air directly smashed into the magic barrier, grazed little Barty's cheek and flew out, breaking a dead wood as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Barty Crouch Jr. subconsciously staggered backwards, but a dead vine crawling on the bushes suddenly raised its head like a life, and jumped towards Barty Crouch Jr. like a poisonous snake, trying to restrain him. Unfortunately, the withered vine had just climbed up Barty's ankle. The moment the crazy Death Eater fell down, he waved his wand and released a ghostly light to cut off the withered vine.

This series of tacitly coordinated attacks made Barty Crouch Jr. feel surprised and a little panicked. He quickly got up from the ground, almost rolling and dodging behind a tombstone until he realized that the attacks were not coming one after another. Only then did he lift a lock of hair that was soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead, and gasped loudly.

"what happened!"

Duel with a real Death Eater is an unprecedented experience. The extreme pressure is as if invisible, as if there is a pair of big hands called death tightly grasping the heart. If you are not careful, you will die!

Hermione's sportswear was soaked with sweat. She looked much more embarrassed than Barty Crouch Jr., because her spells were not as powerful as Barty Crouch Jr.'s, and her magic power was slightly weaker. If not A blessing in disguise some time ago, she might now be as cold a corpse as Gabrielle.

Moreover, Hermione was also convinced that if this duel continued, she would be the one who fell in the end.

The intervention of Harry and Ron instantly gave the duel an overwhelming advantage and gave Hermione a chance to breathe. However, she did not feel a trace of joy. Instead, she held on to the broken wall to breathe while hating the iron. He glared fiercely at Harry and Ron, who quickly rushed to his side, and screamed angrily,

"What's going on? Why are you still here!"

"That bastard wants to kidnap me and Harry and give us to him"

Ron quickly explained, but he couldn't say the name anyway.

"I would never leave you, Hermione."

Harry said decisively.

There was a brief silence in the cemetery where explosions continued, as both sides gasped to regain their strength.

"There's only one chance and we just have to give it a try,"

Hermione stopped thinking about the root cause of what was happening now, and instead tried her best to find a way to escape. She pulled Harry and Ron down to her side and said in a very low voice,

"Apparition won't work. We can only rely on Winky. Crouch. I mean the one from the Ministry of Magic. I just asked you to leave. Harry, Winky may be able to help us."

"It's just an elf, Hermione, what can it do?"

Ron's eyes widened and he didn't understand.

"Think about the house elves at Hogwarts, Ron. The wizard's anti-Apparition spell has no effect on the elves' magic. Only special magic can restrain them. We must try, this is the only chance. !”

"If this is the case!"

Ron was stunned for a moment, then looked ecstatic, "Dom. If you are its owner, you can call it here and it can take us away!"

Judging from Hermione's struggling expression, it's not that she didn't consider this, she just didn't do it.

"No. I can't."

Hermione pursed her lips and kept shaking her head.

"I can't let it kill me. I'm not sure if the house elves' teleportation magic will work here."

Gabrielle, Fleur's little sister who was loved by her classmates, was dead. Just thinking about it, Harry felt a twitching pain in his heart. Harry knew very well that as long as he had a little choice, , Hermione didn't even want to drag Tom into the desperate situation they were in!

With her eyes wandering, Hermione found the location of Winky. They had to approach quietly to avoid being seen with their true intentions.

"I thought you could take on more responsibility, Barty."

Suddenly, that chilling voice sounded again, with a hint of impatience and disappointment in its indifference. He saw everything that had just happened, but he didn't expect that just a few underage wizards would leave his loyal followers helpless.

"I can do everything for you, Master!"

Little Barty seemed to have received a great insult. He screamed and rushed out from behind the tombstone, trying to find the three little wizards who had brought him great shame. However, the cold voice of the Dark Lord came again -

"enough!"

Little Barty immediately froze on the spot, just staring at them with hateful eyes.

That ugly Rumpelstiltskin. So far, the three of them still have some kind of luck. He is not the terrible Dark Lord. Although many evidences have shown his identity, they still don't want to believe it because it almost means that they will die. undoubtedly.

Hearing the words 'enough', the three people immediately tensed up and were ready to dodge at any time. No matter what the dwarf planned to do, they would never give up like this.

However, the next scene made Harry completely understand how big the gap was between them and the top wizards.

Power like a torrent of gravity fell from the sky, suppressing them, giving them no chance to dodge. Then, two sickening green lights penetrated the smoke and passed by Harry, who was unable to move -

Bang, bang!

Gravity disappeared, and all the joints in Harry's body seemed to be rusty. He had to exert all his strength to move at all.

He finally saw them, the two bodies lying in a pile of gravel. They looked at the sky with lifeless eyes, showing no signs of pain.

Hermione and Ron are dead.