Sirius was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed and turned around to run away.

"In that case, let's hurry up and leave. There are too many of them. It will be troublesome if they catch up."

But Sirius soon discovered that Kyle did not catch up, but was still standing there.

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?" he shouted anxiously, "They will catch up soon."

As they were talking, a cloud of black mist appeared near them, and Sirius was so anxious that he almost turned back quickly to drag Kyle away.

"Leave? That's not possible."

Kyle curled his lips and said, "I am petty. I was chased by them for so long just now. If I don't retaliate, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"What nonsense are you talking about now..."

"Fox, I leave it to you."

Accompanied by a crisp chirping sound, Sirius' figure disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, Bellatrix followed with the Death Eaters.

“Clap, clap, clap…” She clapped her hands and said in a sarcastic tone: “How noble! You gave the chance to escape to others and chose to stay. I am moved.”

"Really?" Kyle said with a smile, "In that case, how about you let me go too? I promise to turn around and leave without staying for even a second. How about that?"

As if they had heard a funny joke, all the Death Eaters present burst into laughter.

"Let you go?"

"Did you think this was in a stroller at Hogwarts?"

"We will torture you with the Cruciatus Curse until you regret not leaving on your own."

…

The Death Eaters laughed at Kyle loudly and kept threatening him with words...or perhaps it couldn't be considered a threat, but rather an advance warning.

"Did you hear that?" It took a long time for Bellatrix to stop her harsh and unpleasant laughter.

"What a shame. I already gave you guys a chance," Kyle muttered.

"What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing, you heard it wrong."

"Don't try to play tricks." Bellatrix said coldly, "You can't escape. As for those who have been sent away, we will ask you about their whereabouts and bring them back one by one! "You will suffer less if you tell it now, but I think you should want to taste the Cruciatus Curse more.

"How long can you last? I guess ten minutes."

"I'll guess for ten minutes too. How about betting one Galleon?" Kyle said with a smile.

"Ten is no problem." Bellatrix grinned, revealing a cruel smile, and then raised her wand.

"Wait a moment, I have something to say." Kyle raised his hand, "Aren't you curious about where I learned the armor charm I just used?"

Bellatrix really stopped when she heard Kyle say that.

"Speak!" she screamed.

"The Dark Lord taught me that. He also wants me to be his successor." Kyle said calmly, "Maybe in a few years, you will become my servants."

"Shut up!"

"You dare to insult the Dark Lord, you are seeking death!"

"Kill him!"

There was a burst of curses from the crowd, and no one believed Kyle's words.

Bellatrix didn't believe it either, but she hesitated subconsciously.

Because among all the Death Eaters present, she was the only one who knew that the Shield Charm used by Kyle was exactly the same as Voldemort's.

Could it be... Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

Bellatrix immediately dismissed the unrealistic idea and glared at Kyle:

"You're looking for death."

"I have evidence." Kyle said again. He took out a box, opened it and placed it on the open space in front of him.

"The Dark Lord also gave me a token. It's inside here. You'll know once you take a look."

"Do you think I would believe such a clumsy lie?" Bellatrix said with narrowed eyes.

"Well, how about this?" Kyle threw his wand aside and said, "There are so many of you, but I only have one. Now I have lost my wand too. Isn't that sincere enough?

"Of course, if you are afraid, you don't have to watch it, but if the Dark Lord gets angry afterwards...tsk tsk, figure it out yourself."

Bellatrix's wand hand paused again, as if she was struggling with something.

Thinking of the way Voldemort punished people, the other Death Eaters fell silent. Perhaps they did not believe Kyle's words, but they did not dare to gamble.

What if... Not everyone can withstand the wrath of the Dark Lord.

And the most important point is that Kyle has no wand. Why should they, with so many people, be afraid of such a young wizard who doesn't even have a wand?

Everyone looked at Bellatrix.

She couldn't help but take two steps forward, but looking at the opened box, an inexplicable feeling of fear suddenly surged in her heart.

Bellatrix's intuition made her stop, but the others were focused on the box and did not see her move.

Finally, a group of people came to the box and looked inside.

The box was pitch black and empty. Just when they thought they were being tricked and were about to lose their temper, a lucky Death Eater suddenly noticed something flash before his eyes.

It looks like two gems, and they are rare orange gems.

Then……

Plop… plop…

Without warning, the Death Eaters who had seen the box fell to the ground and remained motionless.

"Damn it, this is a trap!" The Death Eater who reacted shouted, "Kill him!"

"It may be a little late to say this now." Kyle looked at them and raised his eyebrows slightly.

A snake head as big as a train jumped out of the box, with dark green scales and fangs as sharp as knives flashing a strange cold light... oh, and those captivating orange eyes.

Plop… plop…

The expressions on the faces of several Death Eaters froze instantly, and they fell down stiffly.

But whether it was because there were too many people and the curse was shared by each other, or because they didn't see the Basilisk's eyes directly, the number of people who fell was much less than Kyle had imagined. Most of the Death Eaters were just holding their heads and howling, as if they were experiencing some great pain.

But it doesn't matter.

Kyle flipped his fingers and grabbed a new wand... This was his wand. As for the one he just threw away, he picked it up a long time ago.

During this time, people kept looking into the eyes of the basilisk because they were in a panic, but this time there were not so many people to help share the curse. They just lay on the ground happily.

"This is a basilisk, don't look into its eyes!" Finally someone recognized the identity of the basilisk and warned others loudly.

Kyle was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there would be kind-hearted people in the Death Eaters' team who cared about the lives of others.

As a reward, he took the initiative to use a binding spell to slow down the other party's escape, and released Norbert from the box.

The fire dragon roared and flew up, and dragon flames continued to fall from the sky, exploding into fireworks on the ground.

Then Kyle flashed and appeared above Norbert's head.

He ignored the others and commanded the basilisk from above, making it rush straight towards Bellatrix in the crowd.

Compared to those small minions, she is a real big fish.

Bellatrix was also running away. Although she escaped because of her intuition, she was also affected by the curse. Her speed of escape was obviously much slower, and she was soon caught up by the basilisk.

"Avada Kedavra!"

She screamed and wanted to kill Kell on top of the dragon, but because she didn't dare to open her eyes, the spell was aimed almost at Durmstrang, and Kell didn't even have to dodge.

"Damn it, damn it..." Bellatrix screamed like crazy, "The master will not let you go, will not let you go!"

"You say that as if we can live in peace right now." Kyle chuckled.

Under Kyle's command, the basilisk quickly came to Bellatrix.

Feeling the threat of death, Bellatrix was completely panicked. She frantically cast the Shield Spell to try to stop the basilisk from approaching.

But it was of no use.

The basilisk opened its mouth wide, lunged forward, and stabbed its sharp fangs into the body. Bellatrix immediately became quiet.

Just when Kyle was about to say something, he suddenly felt panicky and subconsciously put the box in his hand on Norbert's head.

The huge fire dragon disappeared in an instant, and Kyle fell from the air.

At the same time, a ray of light that was more dazzling than any other killing spell passed by at an extremely high speed, and its route happened to be exactly where he was before.

It was so fast that Kyle didn't even see how it flew past.

Seeing this unique killing curse, Kyle did not hesitate at all. He immediately used the ring to Apparate to the back of the basilisk and put it into the box.

However, this action also made him miss the best opportunity to escape.

Voldemort walked out of a black mist, holding a wand with distinct joints in his hand, pointing it directly at Kyle.

He looked angry, but not because of Bellatrix, but because of... the box in Kyle's hand.

"You thief!" Voldemort had never been so angry. His chest heaved violently and he let out a hoarse roar.

"How dare you, steal from the great Dark Lord!"

He recognized that what Kyle had just taken away was the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts. When he was in school, he used the basilisk to kill a student.

In Voldemort's heart, he had long regarded the basilisk as his own, and was always thinking about rushing back to Hogwarts and releasing it from the Chamber of Secrets.

But he never expected that the basilisk not only had come out, but also became someone else's property.

This was what he couldn't stand.

"Shameless thief, give me that box!" Voldemort waved his hand fiercely, "Otherwise, die!"

"That won't do." Although he was extremely nervous, Kyle pretended to be relaxed and said, "This is mine. It's a gift from Salazar Slytherin to me, the heir."

"You are lying!" Voldemort's scarlet eyes became even deeper. "I am the descendant of Slytherin, and you are just a poor thief."

"Then why would the basilisk obey my orders?" Kyle retorted: "This is enough to explain the problem. You are fake and I am real.

"Don't forget, Riddle is a Muggle surname..."

"Crucio!"

A beam of red light fell on Kyle. How can I describe the feeling? It was as if a thousand needles were piercing his body at the same time, and even his consciousness became blurred.

But this was what Kyle was waiting for. When Voldemort chose the more torturous Cruciatus Curse instead of the Killing Curse, he successfully seized the opportunity and used the last Apparition opportunity on the ring despite the pain of the Cruciatus Curse.

Just like that, right under Voldemort's nose, Kyle disappeared.

This also caught Voldemort off guard. After realizing that he had been fooled, the angry Voldemort roared and poured out his anger on the surviving Death Eaters around him.

Those Death Eaters never dreamed that they had avoided the basilisk and escaped the fire dragon, but in the end they would die at the hands of the Dark Lord they were loyal to.

Not until the last Death Eater was killed by the Killing Curse did Voldemort put down the Elder Wand. He stared at the place where Kyle disappeared without saying a word, wondering what he was thinking.

More Death Eaters rushed over, including Draco Malfoy. But when he saw the scene around him, his face turned pale in an instant, his legs trembled, and he almost knelt down.

Fortunately, Lucius appeared in time and supported him from behind.

But his face didn't look good either.

The Death Eaters had never suffered so many casualties before, even that crazy woman...

He turned to look at Bellatrix, who was lying motionless on the ground not far away, and his throat moved slightly.

"Owner!"

Oren came to Voldemort, "What should we do."

Voldemort glanced at him, "Bella, that fool, acted on her own, fell into the trap of the Order of the Phoenix, and was killed by Dumbledore."

For some reason, Voldemort did not tell them the truth, but simply blamed it all on the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore.

Oren's eyes moved. Although he had only taken a quick glance, the Death Eaters around him did not look like the work of Dumbledore. Instead, they looked more like...

He quickly suppressed some of his thoughts and agreed, "Yeah, what an idiot."

"Shall we retaliate?" Barty Crouch Jr. also came over. "How about we attack the Ministry of Magic again? That new minister has been against us. We can just kill her by the way."

"Then how about I leave this matter to you," said Voldemort. "You will deal with the Aurors and Dumbledore. I will wait for your good news."

Barty Crouch Jr. quickly knelt on the ground, "I just want to help you... Master..."

Voldemort didn't even look at him, and without saying a word he turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared.

Oren on the side sneered undisguisedly, "Go to the Ministry of Magic. I'm rooting for you, Barty."

"Shut up!" Barty Crouch Jr. raised his head and stared at Oren with resentment.

"Tsk, he's stupid, but he also has a bad temper." Oren didn't care at all. He waved his hand and left with the Apparition.

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(End of this chapter)