"Avada Kedavra!"
Voldemort cast his Spell Command, unleashing the Killing Curse he had long been plotting.
Even as the Killing Curse surged from his fingertips, shredding his fingers into bloody pulp, he did not feel the slightest regret.
When he had plotted to drag Harry down with him, he had already anticipated this moment.
Some fool would surely step forward and stand before Harry, refusing to let him harm the boy.
That dark violet arc had therefore been nothing more than bait. The Killing Curse that followed was what he had truly prepared to deal with Harry!
Just as the Patronus Charm canceled out the dark violet arc and the light around them dimmed, a blinding sickly green glow appeared, illuminating everyone's faces.
Barty Crouch Jr. turned pale with shock and staggered forward, trying to catch up to the Killing Curse Voldemort had cast. But he collided head-on with the equally frantic Remus Lupin, and the two fell to the ground in a heap.
Harry shoved Sirius Black away. Facing the Killing Curse at such close range, with no way to evade it, he met Sirius's agonized howl as his body was swallowed by the green light of the curse.
Only then did Voldemort notice the doe Patronus, and Snape, who had summoned it.
As he looked at Snape's utterly pale face, countless questions arose in his mind, just as they had in Harry's.
Severus?
Snape!
He was actually trying to protect Harry Potter?
He knew the Patronus Charm?
Why hadn't he helped me? Why was he protecting Harry Potter instead? Could it be... he was a traitor too?
Why was everyone around me a traitor?!
Voldemort's mind churned with countless thoughts. The feeling of his "most loyal servants" betraying him one after another gnawed at his sanity like venom.