Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

"What?"

"Are you crazy?"

The wizard from the Ministry of Magic closest to him changed his expression, sensing something was wrong, and couldn't help but ask a question.

Just then, caught off guard, the Death Eater who had drunk the potion rushed to the center of the crowd.

The Ministry of Magic personnel are not dark wizards, so they cannot use various evil curses on him with impunity.

By the time someone remembered that a slowing or obstructing spell could be used, it was too late.

The Death Eater who charged into the crowd suddenly shouted, "They promised me they would spare my children if I died! They promised me!"

The next moment, his body began to expand rapidly, and he became like a balloon filled with air, with his facial features and limbs swelling up.

boom!

The balloon burst suddenly.

The power of this magic is comparable to that of a small explosion.

Even in this chaotic scene, it is still incredibly shocking.

The epicenter of the explosion was right where the wizards from the Ministry of Magic were gathered.

Many people were directly affected.

The powerful shockwave sent them flying, crashing into the trees behind them.

Two wizards were directly exposed to the power of the explosion and were blown to pieces.

In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and a strong, nauseating stench filled the forest.

This magic trick took everyone by surprise.

This was practically a suicide attack.

Standing on the outskirts of the battlefield, Batty Crouch, who witnessed this scene firsthand, turned pale.

He never imagined that someone could be so crazy.

Harry was also affected by the violent explosion. He felt a strong shock, his vision went white, and then, the next second, he was knocked to the ground.

After rolling around on the ground several times, Harry, writhing in excruciating pain, barely managed to open his eyes, trying to assess his surroundings.

How is Batty Crouch Jr. doing?

Where are Hermione and Ron?

These questions remain unanswered. In his daze, he could only sense that someone was using levitation and summoning spells to control him, moving him through the air before finally placing him on the ground.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and at the same time, a voice excitedly said, "The blood of your enemy, forced to be offered, can resurrect your foe."

Chapter 185 Voldemort Returns!

Harry felt a sharp pain in his arm.

Then, he could clearly feel blood leaving his body.

He barely managed to open his eyes.

Barty Crouch Jr. stood in front of him, a fervent smile on his face, looking out over the other side of the woods.

Behind him, the wizards of the Ministry of Magic had recovered. Apart from those affected by the Death Eater's suicide attack, the other wizards, led by Barty Crouch, were launching a frenzied attack on the Death Eaters.

Except for Barty Jr., all the Death Eaters were fighting desperately.

Harry's gaze followed what Barty was looking at.

Then he saw something horrifying.

The Death Eater who had just apparated to the scene removed his mask, pulled out a knife from somewhere, held it in his hand, and then plunged it into his own body.

The swaddling clothes shaped like an infant that he was holding had now been untied and were placed on the ground in front of him.

Inside the swaddling clothes, Voldemort's tiny, infant-like body was revealed.

That could hardly be called a human being, because Harry had never seen such a disgusting object.

It could only be described as an incredibly twisted lump of flesh.

Apart from a smooth, snake-like face, Voldemort's entire body was a straight, cylindrical shape.

He does not have hands and feet as commonly perceived.

On both sides of his body, only four slightly protruding buds of flesh grew out from inside his cylindrical body.

In addition, a viscous, transparent liquid was constantly flowing from Voldemort's body, continuously moisturizing his exterior.

All that could be heard was a faint "plop" sound.

Harry watched as the blade plunged straight into the Death Eater's abdomen, then slashed horizontally.

Just like seppuku in Muggle culture, that Death Eater actually cut open his own stomach here!

Even just watching it made Harry feel terrified.

The Death Eater showed no sign of pain on his face.

On the contrary, he was radiant and closed his eyes in blissful contentment, as if he had been completely liberated.

Then Barty Crouch Jr. read again: "The flesh of your servant, given voluntarily, can bring your master back to life!"

After saying that, Barty gently raised his wand and waved it.

The Death Eater convulsed violently, then fell backward to the ground, exposing his ripped-open abdomen.

The liver, stomach, and all sorts of other body organs, along with the original limbs and other body parts, were all dissected and removed by Little Barty, and then floated in the air.

In the end, only an empty black robe and a mask remained on the ground, as proof that a person had once existed there.

Harry, still dazed and confused, only felt a sharp, intense pain.

The wound on his arm grew larger, with a large amount of blood flowing out. Barty Jr. controlled it with magic and flew into the air, mixing with the internal organs of the Death Eater from before.

Blood and flesh intertwined and solidified incessantly.

Finally, it turned into a crimson sphere and floated in the air.

Ron and Hermione, who witnessed this, frantically called out Harry's name, trying to rescue him.

But they were blocked by a Death Eater who fought desperately to get through.

Left with no other choice, the two were once again drawn into a chaotic battle.

Fortunately, by this time, the wizards of the Ministry of Magic had already made a slight breakthrough in the defenses formed by the Death Eaters.

The Death Eaters' resolve did not last long.

Their previous suicide attacks and formation of defensive positions were merely to cover for Barty Crouch Jr.

This was agreed upon beforehand.

If they don't do this, the consequences will only be worse.

However, after the explosion, perhaps the noise attracted the attention of everyone around.

On the edge of the battlefield, wizards from the Ministry of Magic kept Apparating to get there.

As soon as they entered the arena, they immediately joined the battle.

This gave the Ministry of Magic an overwhelming advantage.

Moreover, there were Aurors from other countries present at the Quidditch World Cup final.

Led by Scrimgeour, the Auror Office Director, one Auror squad after another arrived.

Although their individual qualities may not be comparable to those of the carefully selected Death Eater elite.

But there were just too many of them.

Seeing this, several Death Eaters lost their confidence and began to flee or try to Apparate away.

Wizards from the Ministry of Magic kept arriving at the scene to provide reinforcements, while the number of Death Eaters dwindled with each battle.

The Death Eaters are slowly collapsing.

Barty Jr.'s attention was entirely focused on Voldemort, completely ignoring the spells that were piercing through the defenses and striking his surroundings.

He waved his wand again, and a small, thin figure was pulled out of the bushes beside him and fell to the ground in front of him.

The figure stood up shakily, still holding a package in his hands.

That was Sparkle, the house-elf who served the Crouch family. She had received orders from Barty Crouch Jr. to stay hidden nearby and hadn't left.

All for this moment.

Little Barty chuckled, used a spell to take the package from Sparkle's arms, opened it, and scattered it into the air.

Then, he pointed his wand, and the items inside the package were automatically absorbed into the sphere formed from the flesh and blood.

They were rows of grayish-white bones, from which a human figure could be vaguely discerned.

The two merged as soon as they came into contact, as if they were born that way.

"Your father's bones, donated unintentionally, can give your son a second life!" Little Barty shook his head and laughed maniacally, "Please return, my master!"

Barty's actions drew the attention of everyone present.

Whether they were wizards in battle or Death Eaters, they couldn't help but look over.

Right after Little Barty uttered those words, a tremendous magical power suddenly surged forth.

The next moment, a faint laugh suddenly appeared in the minds of everyone present.

The sound was extremely sharp and piercing, like a snake flicking its tongue.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spine.

Following Little Barty's gaze.

The baby that was originally placed on the ground was gone; his body was like rubber, dissolved by the mucus that had been secreted from his body.

The fleshy ball, composed of blood, flesh, and bones, slowly descended, seeped into the mucus, and merged into the baby's body.

Then, the ball of flesh that was originally lying flat on the ground suddenly bounced up and extended two leg-like body tissues in mid-air.