Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

As the first bead approached Harry's cane tip, the wand in his hand became hot and he feared it would burn.

The closer the bead gets, the more vibrating Harry's wand is.

He thought his wand could not resist the touch of a bead. His wand seemed to be about to break in his hand...

No, we can't let Kwang-soo come. He can't fail!

Harry abandoned his meditations and tried to concentrate all his ideas, forcing the beads to Voldemort's side.

His ears echoed with a phoenix singing, his eyes firm and his anger sprayed!

Slowly, slowly, the bead stopped shaking.

Then it slowly began to move towards the other side, and now Voldemort's wand vibrated violently.

Voldemort looks shocked, almost scared, or really scared!

He did not know what was going on and regained strength with a long-delayed body resurrection. No one should be his opponent except Dumbledore, but now he was stuck with the boy, even in the downwind, and his wand did not heed his call.

He took pride in the powerful power to become a joke, and Voldemort didn't know what was happening.

Outside the optical net, another 13-year-old boy suppressed his Death Eaters with his own strength, letting them flee with their heads in their arms.

Voldemort felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation and panic, and then he saw Ivan walk towards Nagini in the past...

Ivan looked at Nagini, and he was going to kill this glittering serpent, a process that was easy to imagine.

Nagini was surrounded by fire, and instead of running away like a dead eater, he opened his mouth and jumped at Ivan.

Evan waved the wand so hard that the silver light flashed past him, and the next second, the head of the serpent facing him was cut off!

The head of the snake spins high into the sky and falls into the flames of the earth not far away, turning its eyes into a cluster of ashes.

Evan stunned for a moment and immediately realized what was going on, that Nagini was not yet a Horcrux.

Voldemort did not put his soul fragment into Nagini's body, it was just a common serpent.

It remains flesh and blood and does not require the use of other weapons, and can be killed by powerful magic.

“No!” Voldemort exclaimed angrily, but no one could hear him.

He looked angrily at Ivan, then immediately turned his head and looked at Gwang-soo, only a few inches from the tip of his cane.

He has lost sight of Ivan, his beloved serpent, and the escaped Death Eaters. He focuses his attention on Harry and the dueling wand. He cannot let Kwang-soo come. He feels terrible power from above.

“Past!” Harry yelled, looking at the light on the wand.

He had no idea why he was doing it, nor what the consequences would be.

But he had never concentrated so much in his life, all he wanted was to push the beads into Voldemort's cane tip...

Slowly, slowly, the beads moved along the gold wire, trembling for a moment, connected to the tip of the wand...

Voldemort's wand shouted a painful scream, echoing!

Voldemort's red eyes widened in astonishment, and a man formed of smoke flew out of the tip of his cane and vanished, the broken hand he had just made for the vampire Durand.

Another painful cry, a bigger object emerged from Voldemort's cane tip, a big gray thing, as if it were made up of the densest smoke, coming out a head first, then a chest and arms, a woman's shadow.

It was the ghost of Bertha Joggins, who stared and stared at the struggle in front of her.

“Hold on, don't let go!” She said to Harry that her voice was distant and echoed.

Harry was astonished to death, but he instinctively held the wand firmly in place, keeping the golden gloss constant.

He saw Voldemort's red eyes staring in astonishment, feeling surprised as he did.

Bertha Joggins turned around on the edge of the gold net and looked at Voldemort in a gloomy rage.

Immediately afterwards, there was another painful scream in the wand, one coming out of the tip of the wand...

It's another head of smoke, followed by arms and body.

This is a witch that Harry has never seen, and he was killed by Voldemort in the ruins of a fallen horse, and he was squeezed out of the wand like Bertha Jokins, this ghost or ghost, or something, staring at Voldemort.

This wizard was a dead man before he was born. Looking at him, he seemed reluctant to go up and bite Voldemort.

“Hold on, son, he killed me and avenged me! ”

Immediately afterwards, a man emerged who was also the ghost of the innocent killed by Voldemort.

They walked around the dueling men and whispered to encourage Harry while chewing on Voldemort's teeth to say something Harry couldn't hear, but it was definitely a vicious word, which inspired Voldemort to look even crazier!

Now another human head comes out of Voldemort's cane tip!

Harry immediately saw who she was, as if he had been expecting her from the moment Bertha Jokins emerged.

Yes, he saw it at a glance, because it was the person he thought of most in his life...

The ghost of a long-haired woman landed on the ground like Bertha, standing tall and staring at him.

Harry looked into his mother's face, his arms trembling violently.

“Harry, your dad's here too!” She softly said, "He wants to see you, he'll be fine, hold on...”

He did come out, first the head, then the body.

A tall man with fluttering hair, James Potter's soul rises from the tip of Voldemort's wand.

He landed on the floor like his wife and stood up straight.

James Potter approached Harry, looked down at him and spoke to him with the same distant, echoing voice, but his voice was low, Voldemort could not hear him, Voldemort saw the man he had killed walking around, and he was scared to death!

“Daddy...” Harry opened his mouth and left his tears uncontrolled.

Though still in the duel, unknown grief rose in Harry's body.

He looked at his parents, and they were still young, and they kept the way they were before they died.

“Harry, I'm proud of you!” James Potter said.

“Harry...” Her mother's ghost looked at him as well.

“When the connection is broken, we can only stay a little while, but we'll buy you time, and you have to get the door keys with the boy outside, who will take you back to Hogwarts. Do you understand, Harry?” James Potter continued.

“Understood!” Harry gasped and replied, sliding his wand in his hand, he grabbed it desperately.