Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

What the hell is going on? At the most critical moment, Gabriel suddenly became Ivan.

Though he still looks like Gabriel, has a doll-like look, a cute temperament, and long, waterfall-like silver hair, Harry believed almost instantly that Gabriel was Evan in front of him.

To be honest, he feels this is more surprising than seeing Voldemort resurrected. What happened today is so weird!

“Evan, you...” Harry whispered.

“Listen to me, Harry!” Evan stopped him and moved a little closer to make sure no one else could hear them, “I explained after I got back. You'll be fighting with an armored spell and Voldemort for a while, don't be afraid, don't hide, nothing will happen. I'll take care of the rest of the Death Eaters and the Snake. You defeat Voldemort and come back to me. I'll take you with me. Don't worry about Cedric, he'll be fine. ”

“Me, can I defeat Voldemort?” Harry muttered, avoiding Voldemort's terrible gaze.

“Believe in yourself, you have absolutely no problem!” Ivan replied.

You know, the wand core of Harry and Voldemort's wand uses the tail feather of the same phoenix, the phoenix Fox that Dumbledore raised.

Their wand is the brother wand, which cannot function properly against the enemy.

Not to mention that Voldemort can't kill Harry right now because of the magic protection in his blood.

Evan was prepared to make Voldemort aware of this, to make defeating Harry his primary goal after the resurrection, to create doubt in his search for hidden truths, rather than purposefully pursuing the use of powerful evil powers, which would buy them time.

This is a good opportunity for Harry and Voldemort to fight and make him suspicious.

If something unexpected happens, use Dumbledore to give yourself something to warn you about.

Ivan believes that it is perfectly possible to wait for Dumbledore under Voldemort's hand for a while with his current strength.

“Don't kiss me there, Harry, we need to hurry!” Voldemort said he owed himself, and that snake's face stared at Harry all the time, "Let's bow to each other, come on, the manners of the duel are to be observed, Dumbledore must want you to behave with great decency before dying. Bow to Reaper, Harry! ”

The Death Eaters laughed again, and Voldemort's lipless mouth revealed a smile.

“I will not yield, I will not let you play with me!” Harry resolutely said.

He didn't bend over, and after hearing Ivan say that, he felt a lot better in his heart.

He made up his mind to fight Voldemort, although he would certainly lose, but he would not let Voldemort play with him before killing him, he would not let him succeed...

“Don't play games with you. That's funny!” Voldemort raised his wand, "I said, bowing! ”

Harry felt his spinal bones bent, as if there was one big hand that couldn't be seen pushing his back forward ruthlessly.

The Death Eaters laughed even harder, watching this funny scene.

Ivan calculates the distance in silence, waiting for Harry and Voldemort to begin their fight.

“Good!” Voldemort said softly, lifting the wand, and the pressure on Harry's back disappeared, "Now you're looking at me, like a man, with his head raised, like when your father died...”

“Now we duel. ”

Voldemort raised his wand, Harry didn't have time to defend himself, he didn't even have time to move, and he saw a green spell light flying towards him, but immediately, the rock on the ground quickly rose, blocking the magic.

Boom!!!

The stone crumbs are flying. Evan did it!

“Now!” He shouted loudly at Harry.

Hearing Ivan scream, Ha used his sweaty right hand to grip the wand and hold it in front of him.

He rushed out, facing Voldemort, exhausting his full strength, rushing quickly towards Voldemort...

At that moment, he had only one thought in his heart, which transcended fear and reason.

He will fight with Voldemort upright, and he will defeat Voldemort, and even if he waits for his death, he will not kneel at Voldemort's feet, nor will he kiss Voldemort's robe as humbly as those who eat the dead.

Even if he did, Harry would die standing like his own father, in self-defense!

To be honest, Voldemort was somewhat surprised by the sudden change and looked stunned at the stone wall lying in front of Harry.

He had intended to torture Harry well with a diamond spell, play with his body and make him feel humiliated and painful.

Then let him experience the taste of death and prove to his servants that Voldemort is the most powerful sorcerer.

But what about this suddenly rising stone wall, isn't this the magic that little wizards should master?!

He clearly saw that it was the silver-haired girl who cast the spell, what was going on with this child?!

In an extremely shocked gaze, Voldemort saw that the body of an eight- or nine-year-old silver-haired little girl was changing rapidly, her head was getting taller and taller, and her long silver-haired hair turned short black and into a thin 13-year-old.

That Evan Mason, Voldemort, will never forget the abominable look.

Just like that summer a year ago, this suddenly emerged boy sabotaged his carefully prepared plan and prevented the coming of evil gods, and the forthcoming magic stone didn't fly.

“Damn, you're all going to die!” Voldemort shouted loudly, and the fury rose.

He had never been so amazing that he suddenly realized that he had been fooled again by this teenager. He had just been so proud of his resurrection here that he had found no disguise nearby. He was going to kill each other and kill Ivan, who had ruined his plan many times.

The next second, he saw Harry rushing towards himself clumsily.

“Except for your weapon!” Harry shouted loudly.

Almost at the same time, Voldemort responded, "Avada! ”

A green light emanates from Voldemort's wand, while a red light emanates from Harry's wand!

In an instant, two lights meet in the air...

Harry's wand suddenly vibrated like electricity, and he held it tight, even if he wanted to let go!

A fine beam of light joins the two wands, neither red nor green, but brilliant golden.

Harry glanced at the beam in surprise, seeing Voldemort's pale, elongated fingers holding a trembling wand.

Meanwhile, Ivan completed his magic...