Seeing the dark green spell heading straight towards Voldemort, Bellatrix realized that she had been fooled. In fact, Cassandra's target from the beginning was not her, but Voldemort, who had not yet recovered and looked very weak.

Although she now understood it, Bellatrix, who had lost the initiative, was obviously unable to stop the Killing Curse that had already passed over her and flew towards Voldemort.

Just as the killing curse was about to fall on Voldemort, at the critical moment, a magic wand suddenly appeared, blocked the killing curse and bounced it away.

At the most critical moment, it was Peter Pettigrew, who was holding Voldemort, who blocked the curse for Voldemort.

Seeing that her spell was deflected at the last moment, Cassandra couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But at this moment, Cassandra had no time to indulge in disappointment, because Bellatrix had turned around and stared at her murderously.

The war broke out in an instant!

Cedric and the others immediately drew out their wands and fought with the Death Eaters not far away.

As for Cassandra, it was no surprise that she faced off against Bellatrix.

At this time, Bellatrix was like a wind demon, waving her wand repeatedly and attacking Cassandra, saying: "How dare you! How dare you! I will kill you! You must kill you!"

Cassandra also waved her wand, blocking Bellatrix's spells one by one, and even launched one or two counterattacks from time to time, obviously not at a disadvantage.

At the same time, Cassandra's eyes swept across the room, and she saw Cedric and Luna, as well as Hermione and Ron, the four of them standing back to back in a circle, resisting the attacks of the Death Eaters around them with some difficulty.

Although these four people were not like Cassandra, who could fight back and forth with her opponents, at least they did not collapse at the first touch, which made Cassandra breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, both Cedric and Hermione were top students in Hogwarts and were undoubtedly the best in their age group.

Even Luna, the youngest in the group, was always called a crazy girl by her classmates, that was because of some of her strange words and deeds, not to say that Luna was really crazy. You know, Luna was the only student from Ravenclaw House in the group. Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind, which has always been a famous saying of Ravenclaw.

But what surprised Cassandra the most was Ron. She didn't know if it was because of the influence of the Horcruxes last semester that Ron finally came to his senses, or if it was because at the critical moment of life and death, Ron finally showed the ability that a member of a pure-blood family should have. In short, Ron's eyes today were surprisingly firm, and his actions were surprisingly bold.

What made Cassandra most fortunate was that there were not many Death Eaters who were qualified to sit here. Only a few of the most core members appeared here. Otherwise, she and her group would be in real danger.

Just as Cassandra was observing her surroundings and constantly looking for a breakthrough point, she suddenly heard Harry's shout: "Let me go! Let me go, what do you want to do?!"

Hearing Harry's cry, Cassandra subconsciously looked in the direction where Harry's voice came from, only to see that Harry was controlled by Lucius at this moment, and Lucius also used a spell to imprison Harry in mid-air.

Then Lucius quickly left the hall.

Just as Cassandra was feeling puzzled, she saw Lucius walk in pushing a huge, steaming crucible.

At this moment, inside the exaggeratedly large crucible, an unknown liquid was constantly surging. It was obviously a magic potion.

However, what Cassandra couldn't figure out was, what was Lucius trying to do by pushing such a large cauldron of potion at this time? And then, in the surprised eyes of everyone present, Peter Pettigrew carefully put Voldemort's weak body into the pot of potion.

Then, Peter Pettigrew took out a wooden box from his body.

I only heard Peter Pettigrew muttering:

"Father's bones, donated unwillingly!"

While chanting the magic spell, Peter Pettigrew used his magic wand to control the piece of dry bone and put it into the pot of potion. The moment the dry bone fell, it even burned violently.

Then, Peter Pettigrew put away his wand, took out a knife from his pocket, stood in front of the pot of potion, and recited word by word:

"Servants' flesh, voluntarily donated!"

Then, Peter Pettigrew raised his knife and cut off his right hand. The bloody scene even made Harry, who had been watching Peter Pettigrew, squint his eyes.

As Peter Pettigrew's right hand fell into the pot of potion, his miserable scream was heard at the scene.

Peter Pettigrew's extremely miserable scream completely attracted the attention of everyone present. Whether it was the Death Eaters or Cedric and others, they all subconsciously slowed down the pace of their hands and focused part of their attention on Peter Pettigrew.

Finally, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, Peter Pettigrew suddenly turned his gaze to Harry Potter and muttered:

"The blood of the enemy must be taken out by force!"

Then, Peter Pettigrew walked towards Harry Potter with the knife in his hand!

Seeing this scene, Hermione couldn't help but yelled: "No! Stop it!"

Suddenly, the two sides, who had originally slowed down the pace in tacit understanding, suddenly sped up the pace again, but this time it was a switch between offense and defense.

Hermione and the others didn't know what Peter Pettigrew wanted to do, so they tried desperately to get over there and stop him, and the Death Eaters, of course, tried desperately to stop Hermione and the others from moving forward.

On this side, Peter Pettigrew, who had already come to Harry, stabbed the knife into Harry's arm without hesitation, causing Harry to howl in pain.

Peter Pettigrew took the knife and returned to the pot of potion. He shook the knife gently and dripped the blood on the knife into the potion.

Peter Pettigrew's originally pale face now flushed slightly, and he spoke with some trembling: "The Dark Lord is about to... be reborn!"

Then, the pot of potion suddenly caught fire and quickly turned into a blazing fireball.

Amid Bellatrix's crazy laughter, in the burning fireball, a human figure was gradually taking shape. The second generation Dark Lord, Tom Riddle, returned to this world in the flesh!

(End of this chapter)