Except for a small number of students who were unconscious and severely retching and were sent to the tent for treatment by Madam Pomfrey, the vast majority of students had recovered from the harsh and sharp screams.
They looked at the magic curtain again, but unfortunately, it was completely dark there, and there was no sign of Rolf and the Death Eaters anymore.
Everyone has a feeling of loss, just like halfway through watching a movie and there is no follow-up, don't you feel like a cat is scratching your head?
And it's more than that... After all, Rove is not making a movie, but actually encounters a group of Death Eaters!
Students are eager to know the follow-up to determine if he is safe.
But there was nothing Ludo could do, he said helplessly:
"The monitor has been damaged. We have no way of knowing Scamander's current situation. We can only pray silently for him and wish Merlin to protect him."
"But don't worry, everyone. We just saw the tombstone of the Black family, and we are sure that Scamander is in the Black family mausoleum... With Scamander's ability, he can definitely support him until the Aurors arrive."
Hearing what Ludo said, the little wizards breathed a sigh of relief, but then a doubt emerged in their hearts:
Why are Death Eaters in the Black family mausoleum?
"Okay, let's continue to focus on the game." Ludo suddenly became excited and said loudly.
"Oh ho ho, look what I saw - Swinton, Granger and Delacour - they met."
Upon hearing this, all students immediately turned their attention to the magic curtain.
inside the maze,
Shirley took out a few purple lotus petals from her purse and let Hermione and Fleur chew them. After they finished eating, their nausea quickly subsided.
The girl with the ponytail used magic to block the sound again, and told the two of them about meeting Rolf.
"So...Rolf went to find Voldemort?" Hermione asked with a solemn expression, "Isn't it too dangerous?"
"Yeah, it's too dangerous." Fleur said. "Aurors should be notified about this kind of thing and let them go to rescue people."
Although Shirley was also worried and uneasy, she still suppressed her feelings and encouraged and comforted:
"With Luofu's strength, nothing will happen to him. He also brought a wand with phoenix tail feathers and a door key, so he can escape if he is in danger."
"Rolf is gone, what about us?" Hermione asked, "Should we give up the game?"
"Before Rolf left, he hoped that we would continue to participate in the competition." Shirley said seriously: "It is best to win the championship."
Hermione and Fleur looked at each other and then at the girl with the ponytail. They both remembered that before the game started, Rolf had promised:
Whoever ranks first in the end will help the other person fulfill a small wish.
Since the three of them meet here, isn't this the best chance to decide the winner?
The girls looked at each other in understanding.
Fleur gently shook her waterfall-like silver hair and said first:
"I'm a few years older than you two, so I have some advantages, but when it comes to fighting, I won't hold back."
Hermione snorted slightly, raised her pointed chin proudly and said, "Just what I want!"
Hermione knew that she was far less beautiful than Shirley and Fleur, or even as good-looking as many girls, but she would let Rove know:
Who is the most powerful witch in the three magic schools!
In the face of strength, appearance is not worth mentioning!!
Shirley didn't say anything, she just pursed her lips and smiled, the cool breeze blowing on her temples, which was beautiful under the moonlight. Then she raised her wand and curled her fingers towards Hermione and Fleur.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious:
Come on together, you two!
…
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Compared to the maze where the battle is about to break out, the atmosphere at Blake's Mausoleum in Westminster Abbey is much more harmonious.
At least there was no intention of starting a fight immediately.
Bella was treating her husband Rodolphus' burns, but her focus was more on the Dark Lord and... Scamander.
She was no stranger to Scamander.
Last summer, this kid came to Azkaban, had a round of communication with her, and then gave her a few big pockets.
Later, at the Merlin Medal Award Ceremony, Bella used polyjuice potion to pretend to be Mrs. Karst, seduced Scamander, and tried to trick him into the bathroom to kill him, but she was seriously injured.
During the Quidditch World Cup final, Bella led Malfoy and others to ambush Harry Potter, but was eventually destroyed by Scamander riding a fire dragon, and was almost burned to death.
Ever since she met Scamander, nothing had gone smoothly for Bella. She hated this young man so much that she wanted to skin him and cramp him in her dreams.
I just didn't expect...the master was recruiting Scamander and wanted him to become a Death Eater!
Voldemort really wanted to recruit Rolf. Seeing that the young man had not spoken for a long time, he continued to persuade in a hoarse voice:
"Scamander, don't try to be my enemy. If the dead could talk, James Potter and Lily Evans would crawl out of their rotting coffins and tell you with their own lips how terrible I am.
!”
"Killing is like a gorgeous art in my hands. Many powerful wizards in the world cry to Merlin and the God of Death, asking for half my strength and a quarter of my wisdom!"
"I would be happy to tell you the list of those who died with my wand, but before I finish, this ancient cemetery will rot into yellow dust..."
Rolf was almost amused. He didn't expect Voldemort to be so humorous and funny. He coughed and said:
"Lord Voldemort, what are the benefits of surrendering to you?"
"That's too much." Voldemort gently fiddled with the wand in his hand and whispered softly:
"Scamander, the magic I have mastered is as countless as the stars, and I can teach them to you."
"The most important thing is that all mortals are mortal, and I have proven that I have gone further than anyone else on the road to immortality."
Voldemort said slowly in a voice full of confusion:
"As long as you surrender to me, I can teach you how to conquer death, how to live forever in this cruel world... and live forever."
"It's such a beautiful painting. I'm really attracted to it." Luo Fu clicked his tongue: "But there is one thing that makes it hard for me to accept."
"What?"
"Your blood."
Voldemort's face suddenly darkened.
"Although you changed your name to Voldemort, I know that your real name is Tom Riddle." Rolf smiled:
"Your mother gave you the exact same name as your Muggle father. You are not a pureblood, but a half-blood."
"I am such a noble pure-blood..." Luofu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "How can I be your half-blood servant?"
"Shut up, you dirty bastard!" Bella yelled at Rolf angrily. She looked at Voldemort again and said:
"Master, please let him be killed!"
Luofu turned slightly, looked at the woman with a ferocious face, wishing to eat him, and continued to laugh:
"Bellatrix, am I telling the truth? Are you so impatient?
Also...you just called 'dirty bastard', are you sure you are not calling your master? His father is a complete Muggle, and according to your Death Eater standards, he is the filthy bastard..."
Bella's emotions exploded instantly, and she shouted sharply at Rove: "Avada Kedavra!"
Green light flashed past, and Luo Fe fell to the ground. His body changed in an instant and turned into a corpse.
——Voldemort’s corpse!
Voldemort looked at his body, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he became uncontrollably frightened.
At the moment when the Dark Lord was lost, Rolf, who was lying on the ground, raised his wand and shouted at him: