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While Tver enjoyed the treatment of a hero amid the students, Marvolio on the other side had to endure Voldemort's wrath.

"Use your stupid heads and think! Once I am defeated, how much better do you think your situation will be?!" Voldemort said, sounding frustrated at their failure to meet his expectations.

Just as he could only rely on these Death Eaters now, given the countless crimes these Death Eaters had committed, there was no way they could escape punishment except by relying on him!

Especially since the one leading the resistance against him was Marvolio!

The Death Eaters immediately grew hesitant, and their movements toward Marvolio slowed considerably.

Voldemort's defeat was already obvious, but that did not mean they were willing to climb out of one pit only to jump into another!

"You can't escape."

At some point, Tver, having finished the preparations, silently approached with a group of people.

Tver walked at the very front, his demeanor and movements utterly relaxed, yet he inexplicably gave Voldemort an intensely familiar feeling.

As though he were the innocent party being oppressed!

"You're not dead?!"

Harry had escaped the Killing Curse twice: once because of the ancient magic left behind by his mother, and once because his own soul had blocked it.

But what about Tver Foley?!

Voldemort's uncertain gaze swept over Tver from head to toe, yet he could not find the slightest flaw.

"Speaking of that, I should thank you," Tver said with a faint smile, his gratitude entirely genuine.

Though it had been dangerous, he had gained something from it—a great deal, in fact.

Of course, he absolutely did not want to go through it again, so he did not dwell on the matter.

"Voldemort, do you think you still have a chance of winning?" Tver spread his