Spellcasting Gods

Chapter 0784 The Final Countdown

Some say the future is like throwing a pebble into a bottomless lake; you can never guess whether it will create ripples or unleash a terrifying monster lurking at the bottom.

Without a doubt, Zhang Cheng's appearance completely changed the original trajectory of this world, but even he was not quite sure how Voldemort would announce his return.

The only certainty is that Harry Potter's blood was indispensable throughout the entire resurrection process.

Of course, this doesn't mean you can just use any blood; it has to be fresh enough, fresh enough that it has just left the body for no more than thirty seconds, otherwise the powerful magical energy contained within will be completely lost.

So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Barty Crouch Jr. will do everything in his power to deliver the "Savior" to the Dark Lord.

Only in this way can we ensure that the resurrection will not go wrong.

……

As the Triwizard Tournament draws to a close, the massive maze required for the final competition has been completed, and the students eagerly anticipate the Hogwarts representatives lifting the trophy symbolizing victory and honor.

After a semester of observation and testing, they no longer felt that the other two schools posed any threat to the famous Harry Potter and the rising star Ron Weasley.

In fact, after the conflict on Christmas Eve, Viktor Krum had long given up the idea of ​​competing for the championship and only wanted to finish the competition so as not to embarrass his school.

Fleur Delacour thought similarly; she didn't believe her pitiful spells could pose any threat to anyone who could defeat or even kill the dragon.

Standing high in the stands, watching the four "warriors" making their final preparations below, Lucius Malfoy suddenly asked, "Who do you think will win?"

"No, they can't win against any of them. Because there will only be one victor today, and that will be our beloved Dark Lord." Zhang Cheng smiled contemptuously, stating the harsh reality directly.

That's right!

This year's Triwizard Tournament was set up from the very beginning as a stage for Voldemort, and his resurrection, as the final and climax, is of paramount importance.

Neither loyal servants like Barty Crouch Jr. nor Death Eaters who had heard the news would allow anyone to sabotage the operation.

Perhaps it was because he sensed this that Albus Dumbledore remained hidden in the shadows for several months without making a move.

He didn't even take any action when Minerva McGonagall was maliciously framed and forced to leave the school.

"You mean... the Dark Lord will tamper with things inside the labyrinth?" Lucius's tone revealed strong skepticism.

“Yes! Although I’m not entirely sure what his plan is, I can guarantee that he will stand before everyone as a survivor before the Three Kingdoms Tournament concludes.” Zhang Cheng nodded without hesitation.

Without a doubt, Voldemort was an extremely arrogant and conceited person.

Therefore, he absolutely could not accept returning in a mediocre way, but instead wanted to use the finale of the Triwizard Tournament as a backdrop to issue a declaration to the entire magical world.

If he hadn't been wary of Dumbledore's power, he might have chosen to attack Hogwarts directly.

Upon hearing this answer, Lucius's expression visibly tensed up, and he quickly bowed slightly, saying, "Excuse me, please allow me to leave for a moment."

"Go on, and don't forget to give my regards to the Dark Lord." After saying that, Zhang Cheng gave the other person a meaningful look.

He was perfectly aware of what Lucius, as a member of the Death Eaters, was going to do.

Once Voldemort is resurrected, the first thing he will do is send a signal to summon his minions. At that time, every unfortunate soul marked with the Dark Mark will uncontrollably reveal themselves.

If someone accidentally sees you, it could be quite a mess.

Moreover, very few Death Eaters dare to defy their master's summons, and even for the sake of his family, Lucius would go no matter what.

Watching the man who tirelessly worked for the continuation and interests of his family gradually disappear into the distance, a strange light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes. Without turning his head, he asked, "How is it going? Is the plan progressing smoothly?"

"On British soil, we're making quite good progress and have gained control over the vast majority of nuclear weapons launches. But things aren't going so well in the US and Russia. The US Ministry of Magic, in particular, has been constantly interfering with and sabotaging our infiltration efforts," a gloomy-faced old man in his sixties reported in a low voice.

"Don't rush! Be patient! Focus our efforts on eliminating the Russian problem first. As for the American Ministry of Magic, I'll handle that myself when I get back." Zhang Cheng calmly gave the new order.

Six months ago, he secretly began preparing to destroy the world, or more precisely, to control the thermonuclear weapon launch mechanisms of various nuclear powers.

But this is easier said than done, especially given that high-ranking officials in various governments are well aware of the existence of the magical world and the terrifying power of nuclear weapons.

Simply put, the other side had anticipated that a wizard would set his sights on nuclear weapons, so they took corresponding precautions.

Zhang Cheng was not surprised by this result at all. It would be unbelievable if there were no precautions and a few people could easily handle it.

"Understood!" The old man nodded slightly and quickly disappeared from the spot.

……

Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away, Voldemort and his henchmen had made all the necessary preparations for his resurrection, patiently awaiting Harry Potter's arrival.

Gazing at the desolate and gloomy cemetery before him, the man clad in a black robe bent down and asked in a low voice, "Great master! Are you sure Barty Crouch Jr.'s plan will succeed?"

"Of course! He is a loyal and capable servant, and even the biggest obstacle, Dumbledore, has been expelled from Hogwarts. Who else can stop my return?" Voldemort replied confidently.

It's unclear whether it's because he's about to be reborn or because of his desire for a more powerful magical body, but he seems to be in a slightly excited state of mind.

“But Master, I feel that Dumbledore has been too quiet lately. I suspect he is tracking us down.” The man squinted and glanced around cautiously, offering this reminder.

"Ignore Dumbledore! As long as the resurrection ritual is completed, what can he do even if he comes? Remember! With absolute power, no matter what strategy the enemy employs, it's essentially meaningless..."

Before Voldemort could finish speaking, an old figure suddenly emerged slowly from the darkness.

He had a white beard and long hair, and his eyes shone with wisdom. He was none other than Albus Dumbledore, who had disappeared from the public eye for a long time.

Chapter 0785 Who is the mantis, and who is the oriole?

"Good evening, Tom. I never expected you to be hiding here, and resisting death's call in such an ugly manner." Dumbledore squinted at the Dark Lord, who resembled a deformed infant.

"Wow! Unbelievable! You actually found this place." Voldemort's pupils flashed with an unusual red light, clearly showing extreme surprise.

“I must admit, you are indeed very clever, your mind brimming with all sorts of ingenious ideas. It took me a great deal of effort to find even the slightest clue. Resurrection, what an evil spell! Are you so afraid to embrace death?” Dumbledore asked softly, gripping his wand.

Despite the overwhelmingly unfavorable situation currently facing Voldemort, he still smiled and admitted, "Yes! I fear death! But how many lives in this world are not afraid of death? I am not someone who is intimidated by fate, and I don't want to listen to your boring ramblings. If you want to kill me, then do it now."

“Kill you? No, I’m not here to kill you. Because killing you now would be pointless.” Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

As someone in the know, he understood that killing the other party was completely pointless before destroying all the Horcruxes.

Before long, a new Voldemort will awaken from the Horcrux and once again hide in the shadows, plotting his resurrection.

"Hahahaha! You're scared! The famous Albus Dumbledore is actually scared! This is hilarious! Tell me, if you don't intend to kill me, then why are you standing in front of me?" Voldemort laughed with complete confidence.

For a dark wizard like him, death was no longer an irreversible catastrophe.

Dumbledore ignored the provocation and said expressionlessly, "I'm waiting for someone! I believe you know who I'm referring to, don't you?"

"Oh? You want to use me as bait. But the question is, are you sure he'll come?" Voldemort clearly saw through the old man's thoughts, and a mocking smile appeared on his twisted face.

"You don't need to worry about that, he will definitely come."

After saying that, Dumbledore raised his hand and knocked out the servant standing behind Voldemort, then stood quietly and waited patiently.

Not long after!

A streak of silvery-white lightning flashed across the sky, followed by two young men appearing out of thin air in front of the cemetery.

They were none other than Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, representing Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament.

Due to the forced teleportation, the two young people hadn't figured out what was happening yet. They struggled to get up from the ground and cautiously looked around.

When they discovered former headmaster Dumbledore and the ugly, twisted Voldemort, their faces immediately showed expressions of tension and horror.

Harry, in particular, raised his wand and shouted, "Where is this? Why were we teleported here?"

"Ah! The famous Harry Potter, we meet again at last." Voldemort greeted him in his distinctive hoarse voice.

"It's...it's you?!"

Having already met once during his first year of school, the "savior" recognized the murderer of his parents with almost no difficulty, his eyes flashing with undisguised anger and hatred.

"Heh! Not bad eye! I'm starting to like you a little." Voldemort chuckled nonchalantly.

After all, he had killed too many people and had seen similar looks countless times, so he didn't take it seriously at all, and just found it a little funny.

"I...I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Harry was clearly out of control; he drew his wand and rushed toward his enemy's location.

He had only one thought in his mind: to tear this ugly, deformed monster to pieces and use its blood to pay tribute to his mother who died protecting him.

Unfortunately, before he could even unleash his first attack spell, Dumbledore erected an invisible force field, firmly blocking him from the outside: "Calm down! Potter! You can't kill him yet!"

"Why? Why can't I kill him!" Harry roared like a madman.

Just as the old man was about to explain, another beam of white light descended from the sky, followed by Zhang Cheng walking out from inside. He placed one hand on his chest and bowed, saying, "Good evening, everyone. I'm sorry I'm late."

"You don't seem surprised at all?" Voldemort blinked with interest.

"Surprised? Why should I be surprised? In fact, the reason Mr. Dumbledore was able to find this place was because I deliberately leaked the information. You have to understand, it's not a good thing for a wizard like him to always hide in the shadows." Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and revealed a meaningful smile.

“Oh—I see! You’re using me as bait to lure him out so you can kill him once and for all, right?” Voldemort said, struggling to turn around and staring at the old man with a malicious look.

“Kill him? No, no, no, I won’t kill him.” Zhang Cheng shook his head, feigning panic. “As an envoy of love and justice, how could I possibly do something as cruel and evil as murder? I will arrest him, and whether he is executed or imprisoned in Azkaban will be decided by the law.”

"A messenger of love and justice?" Voldemort burst into maniacal laughter upon hearing this. "Hahahaha! Good heavens! This is hilarious! My dear Dumbledore, I finally understand why you were expelled from Hogwarts and even became a wanted criminal by the Ministry of Magic. Because he was far more shameless and far better at disguising himself than you."

"Shut up, Tom!" The old man was clearly furious, each word sounding like it was being squeezed out of his throat.

"You should learn to accept failure and find your own shortcomings in it, dear Headmaster. You must know that the reason why ordinary people are ordinary is that they will always make mistakes. The only difference is that some people learn from their failures and make sure they don't make the same mistakes again. But some people are unwilling to accept failure and always find excuses to comfort themselves. In a sense, you are the most typical example of the latter, always thinking that you are right and everyone else is wrong..."

As Zhang Cheng spoke, he held down Harry Potter, who was in a frenzy, and forced him to calm down.

After about two or three minutes, the madness in the boy's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by indifference and a chilling coldness.

Voldemort, seeing this, immediately showed an expression of interest.

But with a formidable enemy at hand, he could only suppress his curiosity and loudly echoed, "Well said! Justice? What is justice? Evil? What is evil? Can you give an unambiguous explanation, Dumbledore? No, you can't. You even know very well that your own desire for power, authority, and status is no less than mine, so you considered me your enemy back in your student days. You deserve a lot of credit for how I've become who I am today..."

Chapter 0786 Prove Your Worth

How much influence does the environment have on a person?

Just look at Voldemort's current state and you'll know!

At first, he was just a pitiful orphan. Because he possessed certain wizarding talents, he was feared, hated, and isolated by the people in the orphanage, so his personality became a little extreme.

Normally, for children who have lived through such a dark childhood, minor psychological issues are not a big deal and can be easily addressed with a little guidance.

But what did Dumbledore do?

He watched the young Tom Riddle like a thief, showing him no care whatsoever, but instead constantly putting pressure on him, ultimately leading to the birth of the most powerful dark wizard in the British wizarding world.

In fact, it was Dumbledore's arrogance that created Voldemort's twisted and morbid mind.