Kyle didn't know what the relationship between Voldemort and Harry was now, but he discovered something very interesting... that is, when these two people get together, they always do things that are not in line with common sense.

For example, when Harry saw Voldemort, his first reaction was not to run away with his friends, but to hide there and eavesdrop. Even when he realized that he might be exposed, he continued to do his own thing and turned a blind eye.

This was something very illogical, as if his curiosity and recklessness were infinitely magnified.

Of course, this is just Kyle's opinion. If these behaviors were placed on Harry, they would seem normal.

However, Voldemort's changes are very obvious.

First of all, after Harry showed up, his attention seemed to be drawn to him all at once, like two magnets attracting each other, firmly locked on each other.

When Kyle ran out with Harry and the others, he thought he had been exposed for a moment. It was not until he saw Voldemort walking straight past him at the entrance without looking back that Kyle realized he seemed to be safe.

Voldemort seemed unaware that he was here too.

This is very strange. His invisibility magic is not particularly advanced. With Voldemort's strength, as long as one pays a little attention and looks carefully, one will definitely be able to find traces of magic around him.

But Voldemort did not do so. His eyes were always on Harry from beginning to end.

Another point is that the runespoor snake that he took care of like a treasure fell out of favor after meeting Harry and was ruthlessly forgotten.

This is really a test.

Kyle obviously couldn't stand such a test. When Harry rescued Hermione and everyone rushed to confront Voldemort, he decisively returned to the secret passage and found the runespoor snake abandoned by Voldemort in the house at the other end.

When Kyle came over, it was drooling around the Malfoy family.

Lucius, Draco, Narcissa... There are three people here, so it has three heads, which is just right. As long as it waits for Voldemort's order, it can have a good meal.

Lucius and Draco Malfoy were so frightened that they curled up on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to breathe, their faces and lips were paler than the wall next to them.

"squeak……"

A shrill voice broke the eerie silence in the room.

That was the sound of someone stepping on the wooden floor.

There were two people in the room, and five pairs of eyes looked in the direction where the sound came from almost at the same time.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you." Knowing that he was exposed, Kyle lifted the magic and slowly revealed his figure.

He originally wanted to launch a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the floor here would make a sound when stepped on. He didn't know whether Sirius didn't pay attention or he left the doorbell on purpose.

After all, if Harry came from Hogwarts, he would definitely pass by here, and making some noise would just remind Sirius.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Seeing a strange wizard coming in, the Runespoor immediately stood up, and its three snake heads as big as flying brooms opened their mouths at the same time, revealing their sharp fangs.

Among the snake-related magical beasts, the Runespoor is arguably the most famous one, with a danger level of 4X, second only to the Horned Water Serpent and the Basilisk. It is also the most dangerous snake-like magical beast that wizards may encounter.

After all, horned water snakes and basilisks are not things that ordinary wizards can encounter.

Normally, a runespoor is about 6 or 7 feet long, but this one is clearly not normal.

The snake's head and body were already twenty feet long, and its body was thicker than an adult wizard's thigh.

Runespoor snakes of this level are rare, and even among the 5X-level magical creatures, they can be ranked at the top. Obviously, as Voldemort's Horcrux, it also has its own unique features.

Kyle waved his wand.

"Fainted!"

The runespoor's twenty-foot-long body soared into the air, slammed into the wall behind it, and stopped moving.

"Long time no see, Malfoys." Kyle looked at Lucius and Draco lying on the ground.

"It seems that your loyalty does not win Voldemort's favor. He would rather make you into pet snacks."

"Kyle..." Draco Malfoy finally opened his mouth, but fear made it difficult for him to speak a coherent sentence, so he could only repeat himself.

"You promised me... You promised me..."

"It's not me, it's Professor Dumbledore..." Kyle glanced at him.

Draco Malfoy seemed to be in despair.

"Well, I am here to fulfill his promise." Kyle shrugged and continued, "I am so glad that you just escaped death, otherwise, Professor Dumbledore would have to break his promise."

Kyle pointed his wand forward and the door swung open instantly, to the Hogsmeade door of course.

Several Death Eaters guarding here immediately noticed the movement, but before they could react, a sharp and thick vine shot out from the wall of the teahouse next to them and pierced through their chests.

Then Kyle walked out of the room.

Perhaps because it is next to the Forbidden Forest, there are quite a lot of trees and vines in Hogsmeade, which also provides great convenience for Kyle.

A few minutes later he was back again.

"You can leave now," Kyle said. "Oh, by the way..."

He looked at Lucius and Narcissa who was carried by him, "Remember to go to the Ministry of Magic later and explain everything you have done.

"Don't try to get away with it by using the same trick you used more than a decade ago, or I'll come looking for you."

Lucius Malfoy said nothing, just looked at Kyle deeply, turned and walked out of the room.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door, he froze in place.

As a Death Eater, he naturally knew that Voldemort had also left people here, and in order to take control of all the shops more quickly, there were quite a few of them, a total of thirty Death Eaters.

But now, these people are all dead.

If he remembered correctly, Kyle was out for less than a few minutes.

Lucius' throat moved. If the Cruciatus Curse had not just emptied his stomach of everything, he would have vomited by now.

"What are you waiting for?" Kyle urged from behind, "Hurry up, Voldemort might be back soon."

Lucius continued to walk forward with heavy steps. The smell in the air was a little unbearable for him.

To be honest, he is now a little confused about who is more terrifying, Voldemort or that Kyle.

Maybe it was Voldemort... After all, Kyle didn't want to kill them for the time being and saved their lives.

"I... will go to the Ministry of Magic." Lucius stopped and said in a hoarse voice.

No matter what he thought before, at least now... or the moment he stepped out of this door, he really wanted to make up for the mistakes he had made.

"I'll intercede for you," Kyle waved his wand and smiled. "After all, Draco and I are friends."

Draco Malfoy shuddered, and at this moment he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"That snake..."

Lucius suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "That snake is very important to the Dark Lord... to Voldemort. You'd better find a way to kill it."

"Thanks for the reminder, I will," Kyle said.

At this time, the fainted Runespoor had also woken up.

First, the head on the far left opened its eyes, and then it quickly took a bite of the other two heads.

The severe pain and venom dispelled the effect of the stun spell, but before the Runespoor could fully crawl up, three Fiendfyres wrapped around its neck.

Then, Li Huo tightened suddenly.

The red scales were instantly burned to a charred black... Like using a red-hot knife to cut butter, the fierce fire passed through the body of the runespoor.

“Boom boom boom…”

Three snake heads fell to the floor one after another.

Something seemed to be coming out of the runespoor's severed head...something twisted, black and sticky.

Kyle raised his wand, and the flame that was about to go out was rekindled and quickly attached to those black things.

Li Huo was never picky about what he ate. In just a blink of an eye, all those things were burned cleanly, without any residue left.

As it disappeared, Kyle vaguely heard a very faint, distant scream of pain, which came from the fragment of Voldemort's soul.

But this voice was also swallowed up by the fierce fire.

It’s all Voldemort’s fault. He left his Horcrux here to tempt him. How could he possibly withstand such a great temptation?

Kyle swung his wand, preparing to pick up the runesnake head on the ground.

But just as he walked over, his heart suddenly tightened, as if he was being stared at by something scary.

Well... who cares, it's not the first time anyway.

Kyle walked over, picked up a rune snake head on the ground, turned around and returned to the secret passage behind him.

Meanwhile, on the Hogwarts grounds…

The sudden situation on the battlefield surprised everyone. They couldn't understand why Voldemort suddenly fell to the ground, as if he was in great pain.

But who can attack Voldemort by surprise?

Compared to others, the Death Eaters took this matter more seriously. Barty Crouch Jr. wanted to step forward and ask, but was also blocked by the magical magma.

His core Death Eater identity, which he was so proud of, played no role at all at this moment.

Scrimgeour's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know what had happened to Voldemort, this was an opportunity for them... an opportunity to kill Voldemort.

"Avada Kedavra!" A green light flew straight towards Voldemort.

Aurors never adhered to the so-called Unforgivable Curses, especially when facing Death Eaters. From the day they started the war, Death Eaters were no longer protected by Wizarding Law.

Not to mention Voldemort.

However, Barty Crouch Jr. reacted just as quickly. He used his wand to throw a Death Eater away, just in front of the Killing Curse.

A green light flashed, and the Death Eater, who hadn't figured out what was happening, was killed on the spot by the Killing Curse.

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Voldemort also raised his head from the lava.

He just glanced at Barty Crouch Jr. indifferently, without expressing any approval of his behavior or any intention of praising him.

He pointed his wand at the passage he had just come out of, and the tip of his wand shot out a killing curse that was even thicker than Scrimgeour's.

At the same time, wave your other hand vigorously.

The magma on the ground seemed to come alive and quickly condensed together. A huge fiery red hand suddenly emerged from underneath and grasped the immobile Scrimgeour.

"Ah!" The scream echoed over Hogwarts.

And in the secret passage.

Kyle hadn't even come out completely when he saw a thick killing curse blocking the way in front of him.

Voldemort seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

Fortunately, Kyle had guessed his thoughts. Fawkes on his shoulder spread his wings and used Apparition to bring Kyle back to Hogwarts through the secret passage.

There was a flash of fire, and Kyle appeared in front of Voldemort.

At such a close distance, Voldemort could naturally see the snake head in Kyle's hand.

His eyes turned completely crimson and he opened his mouth to let out an angry shout.

"You are actually... unforgivable!"

Furious, Voldemort swung his wand at Kyle again, and the war was reignited at this moment.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"God's sword has no shadow!"

The two spells met in the air, and to no one's surprise, they actually reached a stalemate.

The invincible Voldemort actually ended up in a tie with Kyle in a spell-casting contest.

No one dared to believe that this could happen, even Chris took the time to rub his eyes during the fight.

He thought he was seeing things...it was Voldemort.

But Kyle was not too surprised.

He had just discovered that although Voldemort still gave him a dangerous feeling, he was not as scary...even much worse than when he was in the Hesperidian Islands.

"It seems that being injured three times in a short period of time is not so comfortable for you, right?" Kyle looked at Voldemort opposite him and swung his empty left hand upwards.

A stone spike rose from beneath Voldemort's feet.

"Doing two things at once..."

"Wandless Casting..."

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick shouted at the same time, their eyes full of disbelief.

Although it was just a simple Transfiguration spell, it was surprising enough that he could cast another spell while competing in magic power.

After all, even at Hogwarts, there is only one Professor Flitwick who can do this.

This is a standard dueling technique, which is difficult, but not very useful in practice.

How to say it, the powerful one doesn't need it, and the weak one can hardly rely on this trick to turn defeat into victory. Only when the two wizards are of similar strength can it have an unexpected effect.

The gap between Voldemort and Kyle is still huge, but he is injured.

The sharp stone spike pierced through his foot and stabbed into his calf.

In severe pain, Voldemort's hand trembled... and the magic connection was broken.

The magic ball, which was originally relatively stable, suddenly lost its balance and hit Voldemort hard.

"bite……"

A crisp sound echoed over the venue.

The magic that hit Voldemort was blocked by a small silver shield, which was the magic that Voldemort used against Dumbledore in the Ministry of Magic.

Kyle was a little disappointed, but that was within his expectations.

Then, a gray light flew in from the side.

"bite……"

A small silver shield also appeared in front of Kyle, with complex patterns on it, which looked more exquisite than Voldemort's bare shield.

"You actually... stole my magic!" Voldemort's eyes seemed to get even redder, and he blasted Kyle with all kinds of black magic as if it was free.

He even developed a sense of inexplicable grievance.

He stole his basilisk and his magic. If such a wizard could win Dumbledore's favor and become a professor at Hogwarts, why couldn't he? This is not fair!

"Don't talk nonsense. Who stole your magic?" Kyle said while resisting Voldemort's bombardment: "This is authentic ancient magic, which I learned from Merlin. It has nothing to do with you, a Nat."

The ancient armor spell, which he learned from an ancient letter written by Merlin to his students on his 17th birthday.

So it really has nothing to do with Voldemort. If there must be any connection, it was because Kyle subconsciously used the form of a shield when he was studying.

"Well, if you don't like it, I can just change it." Kyle muttered softly.

Although Kyle was already overwhelmed by just resisting Voldemort's spells, he still found an opportunity to hastily transform the knight's shield in front of him into a round shield, and shouted loudly: "Is this okay?"

Voldemort gritted his teeth, wishing he could stab Kyle to death with his wand.

But because he was too angry, his spells began to deviate more and more, and even a corrosive spell fell a few feet to Kyle's left, almost reaching the horizon.

Kyle finally got a moment to breathe.

I can only say that he is worthy of being Voldemort.

He was hit by Dumbledore's spell twice, burned by Fiendfyre once, and just had a Horcrux destroyed. His soul was affected, but he is still so strong.

Kyle even suspected that if he had not destroyed his Horcrux in advance by accident, Voldemort would have killed everyone with injuries.

No, I guess we don’t have a chance in a head-on battle. We have to think of other means.

Kyle threw out another runeskin head, distracting Voldemort for a moment. At the same time, he seized the opportunity to secretly throw out a round object and mix it into the spell.

“You don’t know your own limitations!”

Voldemort did not notice this... no, perhaps he noticed it, but he did not care.

The gap in power was too huge, and Voldemort didn't care about Kyle's schemes or tricks, because they had no practical effect anyway.

He admitted that he had underestimated Kyle a bit. Coupled with his traumatized soul, his foot was pierced by a stone spike, and he was also angered by his words, which caused the spell to deviate, giving the other party time to catch his breath.

But Voldemort was confident that this situation would not happen a second time, and he waved his wand as before, ready to deflect Kyle's magic and then give him the final blow.

He no longer wanted to waste time and was ready to end this boring battle.

Voldemort waved his hand and used magic to knock the object thrown by Kyle to the side, and a green light appeared on his wand.

"Avada..."

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the small ball exploded on the spot when it came into contact with the spell.

A yellow-green liquid came towards him, carrying with it an incomparable sour smell, and splashed onto Voldemort's face.

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(End of this chapter)