The smell of blood filled the air, covering up the sweetness of the cream and fruit wine from the previous banquet.
The fire in the fireplace was clearly burning brightly, but when the wizards present looked at the Death Eaters like Rodolphus and Bella who were staring at death in the center of the hall, everyone felt a chill running through their hearts.
After ordering all Death Eaters to put their wands back, Voldemort sat back on the chair at the head of the throne.
The originally ugly expression on his face seemed to have restrained, and he was expressionless. His eyes were so cold that they even surpassed the permafrost layer on the Arctic ice sheet, staring at Jon.
Rabastan's death brought him all the information about the boy, letting him know how to cause a havoc in Hogwarts Castle, finally rescued many Mudbloods, and then destroyed more than a dozen of him on the sea.
Who was the person who was directly hit hard by the arrangements made years ago?
And now, this is the first time Voldemort sees Jon in person.
Jon also noticed his look.
Although he still hasn't figured out what the situation at the scene is, it doesn't stop him from recognizing Voldemort's young, handsome face with a nose.
This is the first time Voldemort has met Jon, but this is not the first time Jon has met him in person.
When he went to Hogwarts Castle to lurk in the second grade, on the first night of school, when he came out of the basement, Jon saw Voldemort leaving the auditorium for the first time.
But this time, when facing Voldemort's cold eyes, which seemed to be able to cast Avada's Kedavra with his eyes, Jon did not avoid it with fear, nor did he make any provocation.
He just looked at her calmly, thinking silently in his heart.
These are just interest rates...
"very good."
Voldemort's cold praise echoed in the banquet hall.
"What a wonderful appearance, a bloody performance, a fearless warrior..."
It sounded like he was giving a compliment, but no one could tell there was even a hint of admiration in it.
Although the coldness and resentment contained in those words were well hidden, they could still be captured by those who were interested.
It is extremely rare for this man, who has been a local emperor in the UK for ten years, to be so angry that he can't suppress it but still insists on restraint!
In the entire banquet hall, except for the members of the wizard level led by Dumbledore, most other wizards were silent.
They were all afraid that Voldemort would be unable to control his anger and start killing people here directly.
But there are still a few sober wizards who know that no matter what, it is impossible for Voldemort to take action today.
It's not because he's afraid of Dumbledore, or because he's afraid of anything.
But before the selection for the Triwizard Tournament officially started, he had already made a blood oath with Dumbledore.
With this level of magic, the contract cannot be broken so easily.
When Jon appeared just now, the death curse he used, which Dumbledore reacted to, was already testing the edge of the contract. Killing here would be tantamount to completely breaking the contract.
That's why Dumbledore said, "If he feels that there is no point in holding the competition anymore, he can do it."
Voldemort finally looked at Jon and Dumbledore, and almost said with gritted teeth.
"I hope I can see your outstanding performance in the following games!"
After the last syllable fell, he completely disappeared from his position.
Along with them, the bodies of Rodolphus and Bella disappeared in the center of the hall, leaving only a large pool of dazzling bright red on the scene.
After he left, there was a brief silence in the banquet hall, and then an uproar that was louder than when Jon first appeared!
In the past, with the "family members" of the victims here, most people did not dare to express their inner shock too much, but now that Voldemort is gone, they can finally fully vent their suppressed emotions.
The Death Eaters present all had cold faces and glanced at Jon like their master, as if they had remembered his face firmly in their hearts, and then followed the Apparition and left here, leaving only Jon.
The native officials of the Lower French Ministry of Magic are finishing up here.
After these Death Eaters left, the wizards who were already leaning towards Dumbledore were the first to lose their patience.
A reporter from Wu Pingxian's own magical newspaper "Starlight" rushed towards Jon as if he was stepping on a firebolt, grabbing the cameraman beside her and flying towards him.
Then there were the diplomats from the Nordic Ministry of Magic who were on friendly terms with Grindelwald's Wiccan Party and who were also on the Wiccan side, and their newspaper.
Coupled with the fact that they had never taken a stand, a group of people belonging to the melon-eaters began to completely surround the area where Dumbledore and the Hogwarts students were.
The other wizards who favored Voldemort's side had gathered together in small groups at this time. They were all still digesting the scene that happened tonight, which was enough to shock the whole of Europe. They all knew clearly that because of this
An unexpected occurrence caused the Triwizard Tournament to be held in four months' time, bringing more popularity than previously expected.
Not only was Voldemort's two most important men killed in public on such an occasion.
The key is that the "murderer" is too young, and he is also one of the warriors participating in the competition!
But no matter who it was, they couldn't really get in touch with Jon.
Even Wu Pingxian's own newspaper reporters were blocked by George Fred Neville and other students. No matter how their flashlights kept lighting up, they could not capture any information inside.
Mag quietly wiped away her tears while carefully helping Jon clean up the blood and wounds on his body.
Jon was also seriously injured. Bella used a dagger to poke two bone-deep holes in his arms and legs, and it was not known whether the dagger was quenched with poison.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I didn’t directly disapparate him because I was afraid that the wound on his body would be torn twice when disapparating. Mag was very worried.
The experienced one directed the other girls who had gathered, teaching them how to apply medicine to Jon's wound and then put a bandage on it.
Hermione's eyes were red, and her hands couldn't stop shaking as she sprinkled powder on the wound on Jon's arm.
Gabrielle was still holding the candlestick that Jon asked her to take care of, and the only remaining shoulder strap of her schoolbag was hanging on her arm. She looked at Jon lying in Professor McGonagall's arms, pursed her lips, and wiped it off.
He had insisted on not shedding tears when facing Bella just now.
Ron was also feeding the blood-replenishing potion into Jon's mouth. He had never been so careful before, as if he was afraid that if he made a slightly bigger move, the potion would also cause harm to Jon.
No matter how much the outside world wanted to know who the boy who killed two of Voldemort's henchmen was, and how he accomplished such a feat.
As for the students and professors at Hogwarts, they didn't have any doubts or excitement.
In other words, they were the only people present who felt sorry for Jon's injury at this moment.
Jon put his head in his mouth and took the blood-replenishing potion that Ron probably wouldn't be able to finish feeding him in eight lifetimes. He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, and then teased Ron.
"I'm not so fragile that I have to take this medicine one bite at a time."
Ron sniffed and wanted to punch him on the shoulder, but he pulled his fist back halfway.
Then Jon stretched out his good hand, touched Gabrielle's hair, and showed a gentle smile.
"Gabriel is great. If it weren't for Gabri, I might be dead now. I would buy you a new schoolbag and a new storybook!"
Gabrielle burst into laughter, and she nuzzled Jon's hand with her head.
"Jon is the best..."
Jon turned his attention to Hermione, and he blinked at the girl with red circles in her eyes who looked extremely sad.
"Look, you're like this again. Don't blame yourself. You didn't hold me back. On the contrary, you gave me the greatest help."
Hermione didn't say anything. She nodded silently, not knowing what she was thinking.
Finally, Jon and Dumbledore's eyes met.
Jon didn't say anything, he just laughed.
"With so many people here, I haven't embarrassed Hogwarts, have I, Professor?"
Dumbledore took off his glasses, his expression was so gentle and gentle.
"Hogwarts will be proud of you anytime, anywhere, Jon. Even on land, you are the best captain in this school!"