Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Stop arguing, let's go together, but there is one thing, remember, and listen to me for a while."

Just when the four people were arguing, Hema walked over directly, then grabbed Ling Quanxue and Hermione's hands and pressed them on the Goblet of Fire.

As the other 4 people were still in a daze, they disappeared in place instantly, but Harry and Shalena were also sucked in, and Kui 12 and Aisha not far away followed!

But with the turbulence of the space, Dumbledore outside also got the feeling, and instantly jumped from the stand, waved his arm, and instantly a light shield blocked all the surrounding audience, and then a curse was directed at the bar below. Geman flies away!

At this time, Harry slammed on the ground, as if it didn't feel good. Although it was a lawn, there was no doubt that his left foot was crooked.

"Huh...what about the others?"

He looked around, only to see a single figure, Hermione who was lying not far away. He ran over quickly, but before touching Hermione, a white light struck them. Curse!

He raised his head and looked not far away. A figure slowly walked over from the depths of the cemetery, but he couldn't see the other side's appearance.

But with the clicking sound, he saw a wheelchair appear in the field of vision first, and the figure was pushing the car forward.

As he got closer, he quickly took out his wand and pointed it at the person who came. As the light got brighter, the gloomy light around him finally hit their bodies.

The familiar figure standing stunned him for a moment, "Grey Burke!? Why are you here...in the wheelchair?"

Harry instantly realized that, looking at the wheelchair, the figure covered in black mist slowly revealed its form.

A rickety and thin bald man appeared there. He lightly leaned on the wheelchair, looking at him excitedly, as if to eat him in one bite.

Although the appearance had changed, Harry felt this familiar breath, this familiar feeling for the first time.

"Voldemort?!"

"Harry Potter! It's really been a long time since we saw each other. The last time seemed to be 3 years ago..." The low voice sounded, and Harry directly threw out a fainted ground without mercy.

He doesn't know what to do, but he must protect Hermione and wait for the rescue of others!

But before the curse flew over, a purple light curtain blocked his attack, Voldemort slowly got up from his seat, and Greyback immediately helped him up.

Around a dozen people in black robes and hoods walked out, four of them still carrying a huge cauldron, and finally put them between Harry and Voldemort.

"You can't resist, everything has become settled, I will use your life to resurrect the true self, and then send you to see your parents..."

After finishing speaking, he looked directly at Greyback who was behind, and Greyback waved his hand immediately. Several black vines flew directly from the ground, tied Harry and Hermione, and hung them on the side tree. .

"hateful!"

"Go ahead, everyone." After Voldemort said, he took off his robe and jumped directly into the boiler. The hot purple potion swallowed his body.

He seemed to have melted and disappeared into the liquid. Greyback and a few Death Eaters on the side also walked to the middle and began to put in some strange materials.

Greyback took a deep breath after putting it in, grabbed his finger directly, and then snapped a bite, blood splashed all over, and his little finger fell directly into the pot!

The purple potion instantly splashed out a cloud of dark blue smoke, and then another burst of lavender smoke, and everyone around said "Servant's meat!"

Then finally looked at Harry, the two Death Eaters walked up to him, took out a dagger, cut the palm of his hand, blood flowed out, and the other party quickly caught it.

Harry let out a painful growl and kicked sharply, but he didn't hit him at all.

Seeing their movements, Harry actually stepped on what they wanted to do, they wanted to resurrect Voldemort!Completely resurrected!

But at this moment he couldn't stop him, and he would even kill him and Hermione in a while, and he didn't want Hermione to be bothered by it.

Accompanied by Harry's roar, there was no response in the cemetery. It was still so silent, only the potion in the pot kept surging.

"Everything has ended, Harry Potter, it's useless if Hema Abbot is here, we are actually already prepared."

Greyback grinned, and the countless masked men not far away flickered. They were the dark warlocks with blood at the top, and there were at least 2, 30, and they were in ambush. If Hema appeared directly, it would be really easy. Was targeted.

And not only that, along with the clicking metal sound, a dozen figures in silver armor and black armor slowly walked out not far away.

Harry also immediately thought of the blood at the top, there was a team that was wearing armor, the strong one was gold, the weaker one was dyed silver, and finally black.

Just like this one minute and one second passed, and a few minutes later, the boiling crucible finally stopped agitating, Harry also forgot to go, but Hermione beside him slowly woke up.

"Harry?! What happened?"

"It's the Death Eaters and Top Blood. They are working together to resurrect Voldemort... Hema and the others didn't come together... what should I do?"

"Cold!" Greyback laughed, the pot shook, and water vapor rose up, and in the smoke, a man's figure slowly appeared.

It was still a bald head, still a strange look, but at the moment it looked extremely powerful, and the dark breath was wafting around again.

"Clothing!" Voldemort roared, and two people around him put black clothes on his body, and Voldemort then quickly walked towards Harry.

"It should be said that it has been a long time since I saw you, more than ten years...I can finally kill you!" Voldemort waited for his two red eyes, gleaming strangely.

He stretched out his finger and touched Harry's arm again. Harry felt a cold touch and his head suddenly hurt.

Then he looked at Hermione beside him, "This is Hermione Granger, a great warrior, excellent mud!"

"Voldemort, what are you talking about?! Let go of me, I want to be one on one with you!"

"Hey hey what are you talking about? With me..." Voldemort was ridiculed by Harry's words, and he felt a little leaning forward.

The people around also pretended to be very happy and smiled. Of course, the bloody person still looked at them silently, and of course, seeing that there was no danger in his hand, he was slightly relaxed.

After Voldemort laughed for a few more seconds, he calmed down, took a deep breath, and touched his wand. "If you want, you can try it, you can even come together~"