Voldemort did not want Barty Jr. to die, or in other words, he believed that even in the battle with so many Aurors and magic legions, a powerful wizard like Barty Jr. would not die. Read the book
If he was really that useless, he wouldn't be able to train Barty Jr. as his heir.
He just planned to make Barty Jr. suffer some hardships and realize the power of the Magic Legion on the battlefield. I believe that with Barty Jr.'s intelligence, he will definitely start to reflect on what position he should be in the Magic Congress.
After figuring it out, he is the most loyal and useful subordinate of his Excellency, Speaker Tom Riddle.
In his eyes, the only troublesome person at the scene was Severus Snape, who somehow suddenly figured out the group resurrection technique.
This one betrayed his men.
Oh~
Voldemort can probably guess what's going on.
After all, it was the first time in his long life that he saw so many people growing rapidly. As long as he observed from a longer dimension, it was easy to see clearly that the variable was his good apprentice Anton.
But growth is growth, and Voldemort did not like Snape because of this.
Yes, he even looked down upon the old-timer Grindelwald.
You can't even ask a small character like Severus, the Dark Lord, to take action personally, right? No matter how powerful the opponent becomes, this person is destined to be faced by his most capable subordinate Barty Jr.
Just treat it as a warm-up.
Voldemort was thinking about the turmoil caused by this incident and planning the next steps that the Magical Congress should take.
The Speaker of the Magical Congress of the United States cannot satisfy his ambition. This is just the beginning.
At this moment, he slowly stopped and stared at the figure standing with his head bowed across the street.
"Ha~rui~~pote!"
Beside him, Bella chuckled lightly, held her wand and gently combed the flow on her forehead, her eyes were cold, "Boy, you are dead, come to us yourself."
Harry Potter slowly raised his head, looked past Bella to Voldemort behind her, and twitched his lips, "Hate guided me to find you."
He clenched the wand in his hand hard, "I secretly ran to America to find you, and chased you all the way here."
"Hahahaha~" Bella laughed so hard, "This is the first time I heard someone say that she is so eager to die."
Harry Potter didn't speak, just panted hard.
He has already learned the "Magic of Hatred" written by Snape. He seems to have good talent. As long as he is a little diligent, he can quickly learn even such difficult magic.
This magic was so powerful that once he mastered it, he couldn't wait to take the invisibility cloak and hide in a Muggle plane all the way to New York to find Voldemort.
Yes, it was so powerful that even Harry himself felt scared.
The only problem is that there's always a price to pay for casting such powerful magic.
It was like his mother had cast a powerful 'love magic', killed the most terrifying black devil, and even sheltered him for more than ten years.
The price paid is the life of this outstanding wizard who may become Dumbledore, a top-level wizard in the future.
The same is true for the 'magic of hatred', the price it needs to pay is everything.
Yes, all.
All the passionate love turned into the fuel of hatred and dissipated together.
The love for my parents, the love for Qiu Zhang, the woman I admire, and...
Oh, it was at this moment that Harry discovered that he seemed to be able to only afford these two kinds of love, and that he did not seem to love enough for everything around him.
Even love is a bit illusory.
His parents died when he was a baby, leaving no trace in his memory.
Qiu Zhang is the girlfriend of senior Cedric, and she has not even spoken to him a few words.
Such love can only sustain him using the 'magic of hatred' once.
Unless he falls deeply in love with a woman again, or has a child and loves her deeply, and then burns this love extremely cruelly, causing it to be swallowed up by hatred, and finally turns into a bright firework.
He didn't know why Snape didn't use this powerful magic. Maybe the other party wasn't as determined as he was.
Resolutely...
As long as he thought that after casting this magic, he would lose the love for his parents, he would feel painful in his heart.
Suffocating with discomfort.
But hatred also suffocated him.
The source of all this is the big devil who has done all kinds of bad things, Voldemort.
"Voldemort!" Harry stared at Voldemort coldly, "Have you ever regretted that you have done so many bad things?"
Bella smiled, Voldemort just shook his head lightly, gently pushed Bella aside, and stared at the child in front of him.
"Young children are always obsessed with discussing justice and evil..." He lowered his head and rubbed the wand in his hand, sighing, "Child, you don't understand, I am a pure-blood wizard or the last hope of all wizards.
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"This is also the reason why after I proposed my idea, they all stood up to support me, without any reservation, using up all the resources and lives of the family."
He raised his head and glanced at Harry, "For us wizards, this is the result of being persecuted by the Muggle witch-hunting movement since the Merlin era, relying on the Statute of Secrecy to hide in the corners of the world, and finally being tainted by blood.
penetration……"
Voldemort slowly shook his head, "Maybe my methods were too extreme when I lost my soul and became 'Voldemort', but I don't regret it at all, because I know that what I dealt with was only the traitors, traitors, and traitors of the wizard family.
Mudbloods who bring Muggle culture will destroy wizarding civilization at any time."
His eyes became cold, "Dumbledore is weak. He will only compromise and barely maintain a balance, and then when he dies, everything will turn into a hopeless mess."
"And the Order of the Phoenix, where your parents belong, opposes us in the name of justice. In my eyes, they are just traitors of native wizards, and they are the most evil existences."
He sneered, "Look if you don't believe me, I failed and was named the Dark Lord. Dumbledore is still called the greatest wizard of this century, but have those members of the Order of the Phoenix ever been recognized by the wizarding world as such?
hero?"
"No, not really."
"They didn't even give me a medal of the Order of Merlin. You know, even that clown Lockhart has one."
Voldemort slowly raised the wand in his hand, "Only you, a child who did not participate in the battle at all, shouldered all the honors including Dumbledore's victory, the Order of the Phoenix's victory, my death, and so on."
"Haha~" He sneered, "Do you think I don't understand? This is a targeted way to hone wizard weapons, just because of that prophecy? Playing with people's hearts is really disgusting, extremely disgusting!"
Harry Potter looked at him in disbelief, and the anger in his heart was completely ignited, "You, a devil who has done all kinds of evil, actually try to stand on the side of justice? Don't you feel ashamed?"
"Of course I'm not a good person." Voldemort raised the corner of his mouth slightly and his eyes were full of ridicule, "However, if you ask those wizards who are so powerful that they make you despair, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Nicolas Flamel,
Anton... you ask any wizard who has reached this level, do they dare to say that they are good people?"