This poison is so terrifying that it can even destroy the Horcrux used to store the soul.
Not to mention that with Jon's extremely powerful force, he directly inserted the front half of the fang into Bella's chest through Rodolphus's throat!
Blood spurted out, flowing on the clean ground that could be used as a mirror.
Bella was completely unable to make a single sound anymore, and the expression on her face finally settled on such madness and ferocity.
Jon was breathing heavily, and the thick blood had blocked his sight. He could only see that the surroundings were bright and quiet, so quiet that he could clearly hear the breathing of many people.
At this time, the pain from the wounds on his legs and arms hit his brain like a tide, but he still persisted and was not knocked down by the severe pain. Instead, he raised his right hand that was shaking slightly and wiped it away.
Thick blood on the face.
Then, he finally saw clearly where he was now.
There were many people around, so many that Jon couldn't even count them at once.
And among these people, whether they were wizards in gorgeous ceremonial robes, reporters holding cameras, or students gathered together, they were all stunned on the spot.
Jon was also stunned.
He looked around with a blank expression. Regarding the Triwizard Tournament, he only decided to hold it after entering the ice labyrinth in the North Pole, so he had no idea where Fox had taken him.
But just as he was in a daze, behind Jon, an old hand grabbed his back collar extremely quickly, and then suddenly pulled him back hard!
The next moment, where Jon was originally, a dark green spell left a hole on the smooth floor that was emitting white smoke.
Voldemort's face was expressionless, but anyone who was close to him could spot his suppressed, twitching face!
At some point, he raised the wand in his hand, and the tip of the wand was pointed at the spot where the green spell landed.
Dumbledore looked at him with an indifferent expression, then pulled Jon behind him and next to McGonagall, and he slowly pulled out the wand in his hand.
"So, are you planning to break the blood oath so soon and kill a warrior who is about to compete?"
Dumbledore's old voice echoed throughout the auditorium.
At this time, everyone else at the scene recovered from the extreme shock!
The strong smell of blood filled the tip of everyone's nose. On the huge blood flower on the ground, Rodolphus and Bella died in an extremely miserable manner.
Exclaims and screams started to sound one after another.
There was an uproar.
A reporter with a keen sense of smell has subconsciously pressed the shutter of the camera, trembling all over, nervous mixed with excitement, excitement mixed with a little fear, constantly recording this scene that is enough to shock the whole of Europe!
The Lestranges were never unknown. As well-known Death Eaters who had been active in the wizarding world since Voldemort's rise, most people present recognized their faces.
Even if there are wizards whom they don't know, they can tell from the few words spoken by other people how important this pair of wizards are to Voldemort!
The young magic school students who were brought here for selection covered their faces, the girls screamed, the boys opened their mouths wide with instinctive horror on their faces, and most of them felt a wave of panic.
Hands and feet are cold.
The flush of excitement had faded from Draco's face, and he looked at Bella lying in a pool of blood in horror. This woman from the Black family was his mother's sister, and also his aunt.
He had not been close to this notorious aunt since he was a child. Compared to Voldemort, who had become "amiable" since he could remember, this mad woman who had never sobered up had brought him the biggest psychological shadow.
But now, this psychological shadow is dead.
She died in front of Draco, and the person who killed her seemed to be the same age and grade as him, from another student who would be his opponent in the following Triwizard Tournament.
Draco's face was bloodless, and with trembling lips he looked at the boy who had been pulled behind Dumbledore and was covered in blood.
The boy named Jon, who was being protected by Mag in his arms, seemed to have felt his gaze. He raised his blood-stained face and smiled "kindly".
Draco's whole body trembled uncontrollably, a wave of heat completely lost control, and soon the wet feeling spread throughout his entire lower body...
Not only Draco, but also everyone turned their attention from the bodies of the Lestrange couple on the ground to Jon.
Even though his body was covered in blood, people could still see his surprisingly young face!
too young.
Jon's appearance is very young. No one who sees him would think that he is over 16 years old. At most, he is only a third or fourth grade student!
And just now, in front of everyone present, this young student stabbed the fang originally inserted into Rodolphus's throat into Bella's chest!
Everyone could hear the mad woman's last desperate and crazy scream clearly.
I will definitely never forget it in my lifetime.
But no matter how shocked other onlookers were at this moment, as the Lestranges were in the camp, surrounding Voldemort, the Death Eaters instantly raised their wands together with their master.
And the direction that the wand was pointed at was clearly Jon, who was blocked behind Dumbledore and protected by McGonagall!
The surrounding screams and exclamations were gradually silenced by the tense atmosphere, and Dumbledore's faint voice sounded again.
"If you already feel that there is no point in holding the next Triwizard Tournament, then you can take action now, Voldemort."
Anyone can now see that Voldemort's livid and extremely ugly expression is completely different from the one he had five minutes ago.
Hearing Dumbledore's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if it was very difficult to open his clenched teeth!
"Put down the wand!"
This order was obviously given to the Death Eaters around him.
Of course, the people who had witnessed Bella's death were very reluctant to let Jon go like this, but no one dared to disobey Voldemort's order.
The raised wands were put down one after another, and with the actions of these Death Eaters, the hearts of the wizards in the banquet hall that had been hanging finally slowly relaxed.