Voldemort Has Returned

"Young Master, what do we do?"

Sebas glanced at Harry and Cedric, who both looked completely bewildered, and asked.

Clearly, the two little ones hadn't figured out what had happened yet.

Harry, based on speculation, should be out of immediate danger. But Cedric, who came along as a bonus... he's probably doomed.

For today's plan, Sebas had already thoroughly investigated the detailed information of the four Champion in this year's Triwizard Tournament.

Therefore, he recognized Cedric at a glance.

"What should we do? Do nothing."

Bell's emotionless voice rang out.

"But Young Master, your classmate, Mr. Cedric, will most likely be killed on the spot."

"But if we act now, the whole plan will fall through. I finally managed to seize this opportunity."

You wouldn't believe it, but my father complains to me all the time.

What trouble so-and-so caused him today? What things will he be busy with tomorrow?

In short, he's trying every trick in the book to get me to work as a child laborer for him. I'm so annoyed!

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we should be able to resolve many troubles at once. That way, my father will have no reason to bother me anymore.

If my father continues to bother me like this, I might reach my breaking point one day.

Then, anger would rise in his heart, and malice would take hold... so he would go and dismantle his father's Menethil No. 2.

Bell said with a worried look on his face.

If it doesn't take much effort, Bell would be happy to do something simple to save Cedric's life.

After all, we're classmates.

Moreover, he could use that as an excuse to boast to his girlfriend and then ask for various rewards.

The problem now is that the cost of saving Cedric is simply too high!

At least for Bell, solving his own father's problems was more important than saving the life of Cedric, who was practically a stranger.

"...All right."

Hearing his Young Master say this, Sebas stopped trying to persuade him.

Even now, the William still complains to him from time to time, bitterly recounting the Young Master's crime of dismantling the Menethil.

If the Young Master were to demolish Menethil No. 2 as well, the Young Master, who would be filled with grief and indignation but unable to do anything about it, would probably have to nag him eight times a day.

He's getting old now, and his energy isn't what it used to be. If the head of the family keeps nagging him like that, he might get annoyed to death!

He didn't want to serve his family by being "annoyed to death by the patriarch." He hadn't even had his grandchildren yet.

Just as Bell and Sebas were chatting, a green light shone in the cemetery, Cedric was tragically taken from his life.

The Egypt wizard dragged Harry to a tombstone and tied Harry to it.

Because of the distance and the strong night wind, Bell and the others could not hear Harry and Voldemort's conversation clearly.

Of course, they weren't interested either.

Finally, after a series of elaborate rituals, Voldemort successfully gathered his father's bones, his servant's flesh, and his enemy's blood, and was resurrected.

He emerged naked from the enormous stone cauldron and donned a new robe beneath the Egypt sorcerer's attire.

Having prepared his attire, Voldemort raised his Wand.

Black smoke drifted from the tip of the Wand, forming a Dark Mark in the air.

Then, Voldemort waved his Wand, and the Dark Mark flew rapidly toward the Egypt wizard, imprinting itself on Egypt wizard's remaining right arm before he could react.

"Ooh~!"

A piercing scream, inhuman and shrill, escaped from the Egypt sorcerer's mouth.

"No! This is not what we agreed upon!"

The Egypt wizard looked at the newly Voldemort with a gaze tinged with anger and fear. He hadn't expected his opponent to betray him so ruthlessly, attacking him the moment he was resurrected.

"No, it's the same as our agreement."

Don't worry, I just provided you with proof, proof of your Death Eater identity.

Next, I will fulfill my promise.

The great Dark Lord always punished those who committed wrongdoings and rewarded those who performed meritorious deeds.

Now, let's welcome some old friends.

After saying this, Voldemort looked at the open space in front of him, where several black-robed wizards were slowly emerging from the shadows.

When he branded the Egypt wizard with the Dark Mark, he also used the Dark Mark to send a message to the other Death Eater, telling those cowards to come and welcome the rebirth of the great Dark Lord!

Watching the Death Eater tremble in fear, feeling the sweet, dreadful scent in the air, Voldemort felt as if he had returned to his past, to that glorious era. Even the weakness within him seemed to lessen considerably.

"Welcome, Death Eater..."

"Young Master, should we really go? Or should we go back and inform Dumbledore?"

Swallowing hard, Goodwin said nervously.

He wasn't being cowardly! He was just worried about his Young Master's safety. Well... okay, he was indeed a little cowardly.

Only when you truly face the Dark Lord can you truly understand his fear and why, even after more than 10 years, wizards still dare not utter his name.

At this moment, in Goodwin's perception, what stood in the distant cemetery was not a wizard at all, but a colossal serpent of the mortal world that seemed capable of swallowing the entire world whole!

"What are you afraid of? No matter how strong he is, he's only just been resurrected. How much magic power can he possibly have? Don't be a coward, let's take him down!"

Wizards are indeed the darlings of magic, but magic isn't their mother! It's impossible for a wizard to have as much magic as they want.

Voldemort has only just been resurrected, and even if he is stronger than the half-dead baby he was before, he is definitely not much stronger.

Not to mention, Bell's side also had an absolute numerical advantage.

At this point, there were only about 30 Death Eater in the graveyard, while Bell's side had a full 100. It was a classic case of not backing down in a one-on-one fight, but a guaranteed victory in a group brawl.

As for Goodwin's suggestion to inform Dumbledore?

Why notify Dumbledore? To give him good news?

"I'll go out and distract them, and you can take the opportunity to activate the Barrier Talisman."

Remember, the instant the barrier activates, launch the attack immediately! Throw out Talisman you just released! Don't give the Death Eater any time to react!

After saying that, Bell immediately walked towards the cemetery outside the forest.

"Wait! Young Master! This is too dangerous! Let me go!"

When Sebastian learned that Bell was planning to risk his life to attract the attention of that terrifying Dark Lord, Sebas heart nearly jumped out of his throat.

This is really going to kill him!