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Chapter 700

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"I think I've been here before!" Harry said slowly, his voice trembling a little.

"You've been here?" Cedric said in surprise, looking at Harry suspiciously.

"Yes, I came to this place, but it was in a dream!" Harry said quickly, constantly looking around, "There's no mistaking it, I remember the shape of the hill, and the yew tree, and on the hillside there was a fine old house."

Harry would never forget that dream, that incomparably real, unpleasant dream.

He did not continue to speak, if all this was real, and not some illusion or dream, he would not continue to speak.

Then the Lord Voldemort, the vampire, and the terrible statue of the evil god might not be far away, this was too frightening!

The surroundings were eerie, silent, and Harry couldn't help but shiver.

"I don't like this place!" Cedric said, his voice tense, "No matter what, we must find a way back. You two stand up, I'll help you untie the ropes. "

"No, leave this place quickly!" Elwyn said directly, panting heavily.

He didn't think that Cedric would actually follow, if he ran now, he might still be able to make it.

There was no time to explain, Cedric had to leave this place at once.

If he ran in any direction, there should still be a chance, the Lord Voldemort couldn't possibly chase after him.

"Leave this place?!" Cedric said, "Don't be silly, how could I leave and leave you two tied up in this damned place? Besides, I don't know where this place is, if you have any information, you'd better tell me everything. "

He suddenly stopped, pulling out his wand as fast as he could.

"Someone's coming!"

They nervously narrowed their eyes, a figure appeared in the thick fog, walking towards them step by step.

Could it be the Lord Voldemort? Or Keresis?

Elwyn couldn't see the man's face clearly, but from his gait and the posture of his arms, he seemed to be holding something.

He was a tall wizard that Elwyn had never seen before. He was wearing a hooded cloak that covered his face. As the distance between them narrowed, Elwyn could see that the man was holding something that looked like a baby in his arms.

This was the true Lord Voldemort. The wand hidden in his sleeve naturally fell into Elwyn's hand.

Looking at Lord Voldemort, just like Harry and Cedric, Elwyn was also very nervous, constantly thinking of a plan.

If the Lord Voldemort wanted to kill Cedric, he would have to do it in advance!

Although this wasn't good, he couldn't just watch Cedric lose his life!

Dumbledore might be able to do this, to give up everything to defeat the Lord Voldemort, but Elwyn could not do it.

This was really bad enough, for such a big change to occur.

Beside Elwyn, Harry's body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably, his scar in severe pain.

This was the most intense pain he had ever felt in his life, and his head felt like it was about to explode.

He rolled on the ground, his bound hands covering his face. He couldn't see anything in front of him.

Because the ropes were connected, Elwyn was also pulled towards Harry.

"Get rid of the hindrance!" A cold voice said.

There was a whooshing sound, followed by a shrill shout piercing the air.

"Avada takes your life!"

A strong green light pierced through everyone's eyelids. It was the killing curse. Cedric seemed to be scared out of his wits, frozen in place.

Harry's scar hurt so much that he wanted to vomit.

Then, the pain lessened, and he slowly opened his stinging eyes in fear.

He saw that Cedric was sprawled on the ground, dead.

For a seemingly endless second, Harry stared blankly at Cedric's face, at his expressionless gray eyes, like the windows of an abandoned house. His mouth was half open, and he appeared somewhat shocked.

Harry's brain could not accept the scene in front of him. Apart from a vague sense of disbelief, he felt nothing else.

Cedric was actually dead, dead in front of him.

Who would be next? Would it be himself or Gabriel? Fear had already gradually taken over him.

As the green light attacked, Elwyn's body moved, and then he suddenly stopped.

The ropes that had already been loosened once more bound him and Harry.

Cedric was not dead, just knocked unconscious by the spell.

The killing curse flew over, and just as Elwyn was about to make a move, a strange shadow appeared beside Cedric, disappearing with him to avoid this fatal attack. When they reappeared, Cedric was already on the ground, but he was not dead.

"Keresis!" The callous voice became even colder, carrying a bone-piercing chill.

"Leave this boy to me, The Dark Lord!" Keresis said indifferently, "I will deal with him. I suggest that you immediately start that spell. Harry Potter is right here, and I think you must be impatient!"

"You are right, I really can't wait!" Lord Voldemort said in a cold voice.

Apart from Harry Potter, he had no interest in anyone else, and did not care about their life or death.

Since Keresis had made a promise, then let him take the boy!

Keresis bowed slightly to Lord Voldemort, and disappeared into thin air with Cedric.

Before he left, he deliberately looked at Elwyn, as if he had already seen through his disguise.

Keresis took Cedric away, but what was this guy going to do? Turn him into a vampire?!

Elwyn had heard this guy talk about this before. When he had been a teacher at Hogwarts, he had found many good seedlings.

Becoming a vampire was better than dying here.

No matter what his goal was, he had indeed helped Elwyn solve a problem, so he did not have to divide his energy to take care of Cedric.

The cloaked man gently put down the bundle, and walked towards Elwyn and Harry.

Only then did Elwyn see that this guy's face was pale, without the slightest trace of blood.

He did not recognize this person. Perhaps it was another vampire or a dark wizard, but Lord Voldemort would never lack loyalists, even if he was extremely weak.

The cloaked man walked over, dragging Harry and Elwyn towards the center of the wasteland, surrounded by black weeds.

Harry struggled with all his might, while Elwyn did not move at all, as if he had been scared silly, silently observing.

"Get away from Gabriel, I will protect you!" Harry could not speak, and could only kick with all his might.

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