Witcher at Hogwarts

"Oh my God, Master! You have changed back! You are so young!" Amycus Carlo said in surprise.

Voldemort stood there waiting in silence. One of the Death Eaters knelt down, crawled up to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robe.

The Death Eaters behind him did the same, each crawling to Voldemort on their knees, kissing his robes, then stepped aside, stood up, and formed a silent circle,

Surrounding Voldemort in the middle, everyone's eyes were filled with fear.

They didn't understand why Voldemort suddenly became so powerful.

There are still some gaps in the circle, as if waiting for others to join.

However, Voldemort no longer seemed to expect anyone to come. He looked around at the hooded faces. Although there was no wind, there seemed to be a slight rustling sound in the circle, as if the circle was trembling.

"Welcome, Death Eaters," Voldemort said calmly.

"Thirteen years - thirteen years since we last met. And yet you still answer my call just like yesterday - that is to say, we are still united under the Dark Mark! Is that so?"

No one dared to reply. Everyone couldn't figure out Voldemort's current temper. They were afraid that if they said something wrong, Voldemort would be angered and they would lose their lives.

"Just now, all of my most loyal and reliable subordinates died in the battle to protect me. The question now is - why don't you traitors die?" Voldemort said fiercely.

Hearing what Voldemort said, several Death Eaters raised their heads in horror, but it was too late.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The several Death Eaters who fell on the ground were twisting and screaming in pain, and after a while they became motionless.

All the Death Eaters stood stiffly, their bodies trembling. At this time, they didn't even have the courage to escape.

"I smell guilt," he said. "There's a stink of guilt in the air." Voldemort shrugged.

The circle trembled again, and it seemed that everyone wanted to step back, but did not dare to move.

"I see you, healthy and sound, with your magic power arriving so quickly as before! I ask myself why these wizards never come to help their master, the one they swore to be loyal to forever?"

"I answer myself," Voldemort said softly, "They must have believed that I was dead and thought I was doomed. They slipped back among my enemies and claimed that they were innocent, unknowingly, and fell under the spell of the Imperius."

"I asked myself again, but why do they believe that I will not come back? Don't they know that I took measures to prevent death a long time ago? Didn't they witness me countless times when I was more powerful than any wizard? Do you want to prove your potential?"

"I answered myself, maybe they believe that there is a more powerful force that can defeat Voldemort, maybe they have now pledged their allegiance to someone else - maybe that hypocritical guy, the protector of Mudbloods and Muggles, Albus Dun Too bad?"

Upon hearing Dumbledore's name, members of the circle became commotion. Some people muttered and shook their heads in an attempt to clarify themselves, but Voldemort ignored them.

"This disappoints me - I admit I am disappointed -"

One of the people in the circle suddenly fell to the ground. He was lying at Voldemort's feet, trembling from head to toe.

"Master!" he screamed, "Master, forgive me! Forgive us!"

"Get away! You beast!" Voldemort kicked the man hard in the face, with such force that the man flew away.

"I give you a chance to atone for your sins! Go to Hogwarts! For me! Seize the Three Hallows of Death! Now! This is your only chance!" Voldemort roared loudly.

Harry felt the extremely sharp pain in his scar at this moment, which woke him up directly from the pain.

At this time, Ethan was telling Dumbledore what he had seen done in the cemetery. Ethan concluded that Voldemort would not be able to make waves for at least many years.

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"They're coming!" Harry suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted loudly.

"The Death Eaters are coming! Voldemort is coming! They are coming!" Harry shouted in panic as soon as he saw Dumbledore.

"Calm down kid, you're talking about tithes" before Dumbledore could finish his words.

Everyone could feel it, and the Hogwarts Castle shook suddenly.

For a moment, it was like a cauldron exploded outside, with screams, roars, laughter, explosions, and cries coming one after another.

Dumbledore and Ethan looked at each other and rushed outside.

Death Eaters, groups of Death Eaters appeared out of nowhere. They gathered outside Hogwarts Castle and violently blew up some with magic.

Flames burst from their wands, setting the pine trees alight like a burning torch.

The students ran into the school crying, while the professors stood still, evacuating the students and preventing the Death Eaters from entering the castle.

The owls were all released collectively and went to call the Ministry of Magic for help.

"Professor Dumbledore, we haven't seen each other for a long time." A voice suddenly sounded from behind Dumbledore and Ethan.

Dumbledore turned his head suddenly and saw Voldemort, that handsome young Voldemort.

"Professor Dumbledore, it's so nice to see you!" Young Voldemort said in a cheerful tone.

"Tom!" Dumbledore's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"How did you do this?" Dumbledore looked at Voldemort hesitantly. He knew that Voldemort had a spell that could make him immortal, but he didn't know that there was a spell that could make people rejuvenate.

"We have all received gifts from that person one by one." Voldemort seemed to feel it, and his eyes were fixed on Dumbledore's injured hand.

Dumbledore gently hid his hand, as if he didn't want to discuss the matter.

"It would be foolish to come here tonight, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly. "The Aurors are already on their way."

"I don't want to stay here either, I have important things to do!" Voldemort said impatiently.

"Give me the Three Hallows of Death! I will leave immediately with the Death Eaters! No one in your school will hurt you!" Voldemort said.

"As for you - Ethan" Voldemort glanced at Ethan with his black eyes.

"We have a score to settle, but not now." Voldemort continued.

"You can't get anything from here!" Dumbledore said firmly.

"That's a pity, I want one by one." Before Voldemort finished speaking, Ethan suddenly raised his hand.

His hand quickly drew a complex rune in the air, and a green light shot out from Ethan's fingertips.

"Avada Kedavra!" The green light hit Voldemort's chest fiercely. Voldemort took two steps back with a stunned expression, and then stood still again.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I am immortal." Voldemort showed a ferocious smile.

"Since you are unwilling to give it to me properly, it seems that I have no choice but to take it myself." Voldemort said fiercely.