After all the hedges that blocked his view disappeared, he also saw the trophy at the end of the flames.

The next second, Kyle ran over immediately.

A sphinx crouched at the edge of the fire. Its original task was to stop the warriors and ask questions. But when Kyle passed by, it suddenly became very interested in a stone on the ground, lowered its head, and pretended not to see anything.

Kyle easily came to the trophy, and without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the trophy's shiny handle.

But Kyle didn't pick up the trophy. He felt as if his whole body was pulled by someone, and accompanied by a huge force, his feet left the ground.

It was indeed the portkey. Kyle was delighted and did not struggle. He let the trophy fly forward with him in the whistling wind and swirling colors.

…

An unknown amount of time passed, maybe a minute, or maybe just a moment, before Kyle felt himself standing on the ground again.

This was no longer the territory of Hogwarts. It was pitch black all around. All I could see was a pointed roof, which seemed to be on a hill.

"Hurry, run...run!"

Before Kyle could get a closer look, he heard a breathless scream... the voice sounded familiar.

Kyle looked up and saw Harry lying on the ground. His leg seemed to be injured, and he was using his arms to support himself and struggling to crawl towards him.

"It's Voldemort..." Harry shouted in pain, "He's resurrected, and there are Death Eaters, they..."

Well, actually Harry didn't need to remind him, because the moment Kyle appeared, he was surrounded by several people wearing black hoods and masks.

"Oh, look who's here..." A hoarse voice came from behind.

The hooded man immediately made way for him, acting as respectfully as a servant.

From behind the crowd, a man wearing the same black cape but without a mask walked out.

Tall, thin, paler than a skeleton, with red eyes.

Moreover, he had no nose...only two thin snake-like slits...this feature was too obvious.

Voldemort.

"My student, is this your attitude when you see a professor?" Voldemort was in a good mood and said lazily, "I thought you would be so happy that you would scream."

"Don't talk nonsense, you are not my professor." Kyle retorted immediately.

Harry was still there, and he didn't want to take the blame.

"How heartless." Voldemort looked at him. "When you asked me how to achieve immortality, you didn't have this attitude."

"What eternal life? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't admit it? It doesn't matter." Voldemort played with a wand on his fingertips.

"You must all be very curious..." He said to the Death Eaters around him, "A few years ago, I returned to Hogwarts with the help of Quirrell. It was a truly humiliating time. I could only cling to that idiot's head like a parasite, because none of you, whom I trusted the most, ever tried to find me."

Although he seemed to be smiling, his tone was as cold as a piece of ice.

The Death Eaters around them immediately lowered their heads, crawled to their knees on the ground, and while explaining, they begged for Voldemort's forgiveness.

There was only one person, a man with a broken arm, pale skin, and a few freckles on his face, holding his head high.

"That was when a boy first discovered my existence."

Without even glancing at the kneeling men, Voldemort continued, “That clever boy has caused me a lot of trouble. He seems to know a lot and is very courageous. He even dares to threaten the Dark Lord…”

Voldemort's eyes were fixed on Kyle.

"I've always thought that it would take some time before I could see you again, my student... I didn't expect you to show up so soon. Are you here to celebrate my rebirth?

"If so, I love this gift!"

"It's me, Master, it's me..."

A Death Eater crawled over on his hands and knees. "I made the Triwizard Cup into a portkey... and brought him here. He is one of the champions."

"Oh, Karkaroff." Voldemort glanced at him. "I always thought that you, a cowardly, traitor, would run away as soon as you learned that I was resurrected."

"Master, I will never betray you." Karkaroff lowered his head even lower, his whole body pressed against the ground.

"Oh?" Voldemort looked at the only person who was not kneeling on the ground. "Bati, is it?"

"He was just so terrified that he had to agree to help," sneered Barty Crouch Jr.

Having said that, he was also implicitly acknowledging Karkaroff's contribution.

Very strange...

Kyle frowned. Barty Crouch Jr.'s identity as a Death Eater was revealed by Karkaroff. Instead of adding insult to injury, he spoke up for him...

Are Death Eaters so open-minded? But now Kell is not allowed to think too much.

"Catch him..." Voldemort suddenly shouted, "I want him alive!"

The Death Eaters around him moved immediately, but Kyle was faster than them.

A roaring dragon of fire emerged from the wand and engulfed the fastest Death Eater in the blink of an eye.

The man's screams lasted less than a second before there was no sound at all.

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"It's Fiendfyre!" someone screamed.

The other Death Eaters also subconsciously stepped back. Even though they were wearing masks, one could clearly feel their confusion.

Isn't this a student?

Shouldn't he have used a Shattering Charm, or a Disarming Charm or something like that?

Whose student can cast the Fierce Fire spell as soon as he raises his hand, and he casts the Fierce Fire spell so skillfully!

Everyone looked at the lifelike fire dragon in the sky that was wreaking havoc on everything, and they all thought of Voldemort's first words after seeing this person.

"…My students."

Ah, okay, now that makes sense.

"What fools!" screamed Voldemort.

He just raised the wand in his hand and instantly extinguished the fire dragon made of fierce fire.

But this little bit of time is enough.

When the Death Eaters looked at Kyle again, they noticed that a golden feather and an inconspicuous bead appeared in his hand.

Almost instinctively, Voldemort felt a surge of panic in his heart.

"Quick, stop him..."

“Crack!”

Before he could finish, Kyle crushed both objects in his hands at the same time.

The next second, this small hill was shrouded in thick fog.

The fog blocked everyone's vision, and the Death Eaters who rushed towards Kyle lost their target and bumped into each other.

"Bang……"

"What's going on..."

"I got him, Master... I got him!"

The Death Eaters were in chaos, and one of them even grabbed Voldemort who was running over and poked his nose with his finger...

"Avada..."

The next second, a green light flashed in the fog.

"Useless, a bunch of idiots!" Voldemort was so angry.

But the fog appeared so suddenly that even he couldn't react for a moment.

(End of this chapter)