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As there are more and more wizards around the Albanian forest, the plot in the live broadcast room is also constantly advancing.

Peter is now cautious first. Everything else is standing aside. Therefore, he has always been in the form of a mouse. This form can be immune to the magic of a large part of the magical animals in nature, and it can also improve Peter's own agility. In this unknown scene In this way, it will be slightly safer.

Even such a small size would allow Peter to be included in the attack by many predators.

The wind was strong, and the rain gradually expanded. Peter's vision was greatly affected, and the surroundings were dark and dark, and he couldn't even see the road clearly.

Relying on the rat's sense of smell and other keen senses, Peter moved toward the depths of darkness.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the distance, leaving behind some lavender spots of light.

Peter was tensed, and although he didn't see what it was, it was obviously not a sign of safety.

But after thinking about it, Voldemort didn't seem to belong to the category of safety.

With a sigh in his heart, Peter continued forward as if he had accepted his fate.

[Something happened! Do the wizards around you have the guts to go in! I didn't let the road go, it was the first time for Lao Tzu to line the Floo network for so long! 】

[That is, what kind of **** International Floo Network, it collapses so easily! 】

In the live broadcast room, a group of wizards who couldn't make the trip kept complaining.

The wizards outside the forest also wanted to complain. It was not ordinary wizards who could come here the first time, and it was impossible for ordinary wizards to seize these passages in front of the Floo Net.

"Damn! Come out again! What's the situation!"

A wizard walked out of the fog, and after taking a look at the surroundings, he was full of regret and perplexity.

After entering the fog, all the spells used to guide the way are invalid. The only thing that can be used normally is this live broadcast room, but relying on this alone can't let them reach the forest through the fog.

"Hey, what are you doing? The location of the international tri-finals has changed? Changed to here?" Barty Crouch suddenly asked a wizard.

The wizard froze for a moment, "Don't you know?"

Batty looked at the wizard’s expression and felt that he had missed something. He has been here for a long time. He has been hiding here since being squeezed from the position of Minister of Magic by Fudge. By the way, he hid his son. Death Eater-Barty Little.

The wizard looked at Barty's appearance and took out a leaflet from his arms. This is a leaflet for Hogwarts, with Leona's back painted on it. The golden shield and the Zenith Blade are left and right. There was light blooming beside Leona, and just by looking at this picture, one could feel a kind of strong power.

After receiving the leaflet, the information in it immediately came to Barty's mind.

Barty, who is not in the live broadcast room, doesn't care for the time being. What he cares about is that if a large number of wizards come to this place, wouldn't the chance of his son being exposed soar!

Randomly looking for a reason, Batty returned to the tavern he ran, and at a glance he saw his son under the care of the house elf, who was hiding in the corner of the tavern in an invisible cloak.

Barty hasn't had an accident for so long, and Barty's supervision of him has been relaxed a little. Before, when there were people in the tavern, Barty could not leave the basement.

Snapped!

Batty walked over quickly, and dragged his son into the basement while trying not to attract other people's attention.

Most of the other wizards in the tavern have also tried to pass through the fog, but they naturally failed. Their attention is now on the live broadcast room, so there is no abnormal behavior of Batty.

"From now on, you are not allowed to leave here!" Batty directly tore off his son's invisibility cloak and commanded him.

"You plan to imprison me again. What you can't do, my lord will eventually return. Then we will switch roles!" Little Batty said coldly to his father. This man has been completely brainwashed by Voldemort. Among the Death Eaters, there are really few fools like him.

"Your lord? Do you know how many wizards are out there? Let him come out and see if he dares!" Barty yelled. The basement material is specially made, so you don't have to worry about being heard by others when you speak here.

Barty opened the live broadcast room and pointed to the famous names on it, "Voldemort dare to face these people alone? Does he think he died fast enough?!"

Indeed, Albania now gathers the elites of the entire magical world, some of whom are not weaker than Dumbledore in terms of combat effectiveness. Voldemort has only one result of one-to-many, and there is not even a scum left to die.

Little Batty turned his head in disdain. In his eyes, as long as Voldemort came back to life, the wizards outside were all chicken dogs.

When he turned his head, Little Batty saw Peter in the picture, and his eyes lit up. He knew who this mouse was. This mouse must be here to release the owner!

In the picture, Peter finally came to the deepest part of the forest. The ground here was dripping with blood. It looked like it had dried up for a while.

After two more steps, Peter stepped on something. He stepped back and looked down. It was the carcass of an animal. The disastrous bones and some shriveled flesh directly brought the atmosphere of terror to the extreme.

Squeak, suddenly, some sounds came from the darkness.

The sound was so obvious in this gloomy forest, and the flashing electric lights and thunder could not cover up any of it.

Boom boom boom!

Peter heard his heart beating continuously, as if he was about to jump out of his voice. Under this pressure, Peter had to admit that he was scared and turned his head to escape.

Boom!

A flash of thunder flashed, and then a fleeting light, Peter saw a black shadow and scarlet eyes.

In the next second, Peter didn't even have time to react, and he felt like he was flying into the air, and then he was directly pressed to the ground by a force.

The sharp claws pierced Peter's limbs, and blood flowed out of them.

"Master! It's me! I'm Peter Pettigrew!" Peter yelled in rat language in a panic.

The cold teeth stopped in front of his neck, and a little bit further down were the arteries. As long as he bit down like this, Peter would ascend to heaven early.

The teeth slowly left Peter's neck, as did the claws that pierced into his body.

Peter didn't even dare to think about it, he quickly changed back, and then immediately knelt on the ground with his legs, and did not dare to lift his head, even if his master was just a fierce rat now.

Voldemort lingered in this forest for so long, and finally had to rely on possessing a mouse to continue his life.

When it comes to survival, Voldemort and Peter have one thing in common. The thing that the two men fear most is death.

"Look up... look at me..." Voldemort's voice squeezed out of the mouse's mouth little by little.

Peter tremblingly raised his head a little bit. In his perspective, there seemed to be an evil and powerful soul floating behind the mouse.

Peter's perception and brain supplement were transmitted by Freddy and then processed by the equipment to be displayed in the live broadcast room.

What kind of curse is this? !

Batty frowned and looked at the picture. He was considered knowledgeable. Although he was incomparable with people like Dumbledore, he could see most of the spells at a glance.

"Master! Great master!" Little Batty knelt on the ground, like Peter in the picture, his eyes full of worship and yearning for Voldemort.

Barty kicked Barty to the ground without hesitation, and the Imperius curse was shot from the wand, supplementing the weakened curse on Barty. He was almost mad, if not for this. A son, he had already killed him.

Almost at the same time, Voldemort in the forest also cast an Imperius Curse on Peter, directly controlling Peter's body.

This move instantly detonated the entire live broadcast room.

[What a strong Imperius curse! There is no resistance at all! 】

[Possession state can also be so strong, this Voldemort is really extraordinary. 】

[John Bull's stop blowing, does this Peter dare to resist? Just frantically raise the opponent's level so that you can lose less ugly? 】

[Speak fart? There is a kind of touch yourself, dare to say anything here! 】

After obtaining a body that could be manipulated, Voldemort felt that he finally had a chance to get out, and arrogantly raised his hand to the sky and laughed arrogantly.

Boom!

The light of thunder fell straight down, and Voldemort's movements seemed to anger the thundercloud above.

Protect all!

The shield placed in seconds directly blocked all thunder and lightning.

[Spell without a rod! It can also resist lightning! 】

[I can't do it, at least in the release of this spell, he has surpassed me a lot. 】

Flivy couldn't help but sent a barrage. He hadn't fought Voldemort head-on, but now, Flivy had no temper at all.

The rain clouds in the sky revolved, and the sky seemed to leak for a while. The squally wind increased the rain, directly overturning the dead trees around Voldemort, and the purest thunder and lightning brewed in the center of the rain clouds.

Voldemort also felt something wrong, this thundercloud seemed to be aimed at himself!

With a raised hand, the inferior wand that Peter bought floated out of Peter's arms and fell into his hand.

Huh! A thunder dragon fell straight down, and the whole forest illuminated by the shining light was as bright as daylight.

Voldemort raised his wand, and Avada died!

The green light soaring to the sky shot out from the magic wand, and the falling Thunder Dragon was greeted frontally. At this time, the killing curse full of killing intent could kill more than just life!

Thunder Dragon was wiped out of the air bit by bit like an eraser in the same painting.

The next moment, the green light directly penetrated the thunder light, penetrated the rain cloud, and broke through the mist.

The wizards around the forest looked at the slaughter curse that pointed at the sky, seeming to kill the sky, and pulled out their wands one after another.

They unanimously decided to kill this guy the moment Voldemort came out.

The spells fired by the remnant soul are so strong, how can such a person really be resurrected? !

"No one! No one can bring death to me!" Voldemort roared, not caring about Peter's body, who was already overdrawn.

Freddy is very calm, what's the use of being strong, and having the ability to hit him in a dream?

"Leona, are you ready?" Merlin asked.

Leona waved her hand, and the Zenith Blade fell into her hand, "Everything is ready."

"Then let's go!" Merlin was excited. After so long, it was finally time to harvest.

After the fog dissipated, the wizard stared at the forest, but no one attacked first. The first attacker was likely to be killed by Voldemort's backhand. No one in the room had a 100% decision to stop him. This blow.

I am the sun's choice!

A voice suddenly rang in the ears of all the wizards around the forest, and then a sudden burst of force pushed them directly away from the area.

At the same time, the sun in the sky seems to have directly landed on this land, as if the actual light almost penetrated the surface.

Armor protection! Protect all!

Voldemort waved his wand quickly, casting spells one after another around him.

【what happened! The nuclear bomb exploded? ! 】

[Look! There is someone in the sky! 】

At the prompt of the barrage, the wizard looked towards the sky with a strong light, and saw a phantom floating in the air in the dazzling light.

"Here, on behalf of the sun, judge you!"

The Zenith Blade in Leona's hand was liberated, as if a beam of laser shot directly down.

Voldemort's body was lowered, and he worked hard to aim his wand in Leona's direction.

Killing Curse!

Voldemort shouted loudly, all the killing intent in words and thinking poured into this curse.

The jet of green light was so inconspicuous in the bright sun, not far from the forest, it was submerged in the torrent.

boom! The blazing sun shone on the entire forest. In this light, a purple figure flew out. In the end, Voldemort waved his hands and tried to break free from the death he had reached.

The power of the sun followed Voldemort's soul, spread from the line of cause and effect to other places, directly erasing all traces of Voldemort, leaving nothing!

In the live broadcast room, there is no barrage now, as if there is no one here.

After Voldemort was completely wiped out, Leona turned and left, leaving only a back figure for the bystander, which was exactly the same as the one on the Hogwarts leaflet.

Suddenly, many people seemed to see the goddess of dawn coming out of the painting.

After the light completely dissipated, there was only a basin left in the place where UU Reading www.ukanshu.com was originally a forest, and everything on it seemed to not exist in this world.

There was a drop of hundreds of meters between the depths of the dry and cracked basin and the ground, and the scorched smoke slowly drifted upward.

【what is this? 】

[Maybe this is the trial of the goddess of dawn...]

【rational. 】

The last few barrages drifted past the live broadcast room, and then the live broadcast room collapsed without a trace.

In the basement of the tavern, Little Batty felt that he was about to be cooked by the heat. He fell to his knees and stared blankly at the place where the live broadcast room dissipated.

Fainted.

Barty stretched out a curse to stun his son, and then sighed for a long time. The world has changed.

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