Chapter 933 - 378: You, Go Eliminate Harry Potter_2

Chapter 933: Chapter 378: You, Go Eliminate Harry Potter_2

"Young wizard?"

Voldemort snorted.

Bellatrix immediately introduced him to Voldemort, pointing at Harry and saying, "Master, look, it’s him."

This was troubling; Voldemort shivered all over.

He instinctively took a step back.

"Master, look, this is..." Bellatrix noticed Voldemort’s movement: "Huh? Master? Why are you stepping back?"

"Harry Potter..." Voldemort hissed.

"Hi, Tom," Harry waved, greeting Voldemort as if he were an old friend, "Hello, it’s been a year since we last met, hasn’t it?"

Voldemort, at the moment, wanted nothing but to flee.

However, he found he couldn’t use Apparition no matter what he tried.

"Trying to Apparate?" Harry said with a smile, "Sorry, this place is under an Anti-Apparition Spell... To be honest, you’ve been hard to find. I’ve looked for you for a whole year; you never showed up. I never thought you’d appear here."

"Harry Potter..." Voldemort hissed again, his expression resembling that of someone experiencing a painful toothache.

He couldn’t believe Sirius would take Harry Potter when meeting the Muggle Prime Minister!

And Sirius seemed to understand Voldemort’s thoughts, shooting him a friendly and gentle smile.

It was Percy’s idea to take Harry to see the Prime Minister this time.

According to Percy, the Dark Wizards had been quite active lately; it was hard to guarantee they wouldn’t take this opportunity to attack the Minister and the Prime Minister. To prevent such a situation, either Dumbledore or Harry should be brought along.

Obviously, Dumbledore wouldn’t attend such events, leaving Harry as the sole option.

Truthfully, if it were Dumbledore, Voldemort thought he couldn’t beat him but could definitely escape without much trouble.

But who would’ve thought it would be Harry Potter here?

Thinking about Potter’s endless ancient magic, Voldemort felt another sting in his nostrils, adding to Potter’s usual powerful ordinary spells; Voldemort saw nothing but darkness ahead.

"Master, why waste words with him!" Antonin Dolohov spoke from the side, "Since he’s with the Phoenix Society and devoted to Dumbledore, why bother talking? Just kill him!"

Voldemort turned to look at Dolohov.

"Then you go kill him," Voldemort pointed at Harry.

Dolohov didn’t hesitate, pulling out his magic wand.

He raised his hand, and a green magic spell shot unceremoniously from the tip of his wand.

However, Harry didn’t dodge or duck; the blue light in front of him flashed and devoured the green light.

"Impossible!" Dolohov shouted in shock.

Voldemort remained silent, his scarlet eyes fixed on Harry.

He was planning, trying to figure out how to escape.

Dolohov’s actions seemed like a signal; the Death Eaters raised their magic wands and cast various spells at Harry, not caring if ganging up on a child was considerate or not.

Finally, Mr. Mei Jie understood why Sirius brought such a child here.

Oh my God, Jesus, now he understood Sirius’s words were not an exaggeration.

This child... he’s practically a superhero.

No, even a superhero couldn’t be as powerful as this child...

Mr. Mei Jie felt his worldview completely overturned.

In Mr. Mei Jie’s astonished gaze, Harry easily bound all the Dark Wizards present, tying them up like caterpillars.

Bellatrix was restless even while tied, squirming like a bug.

"These Death Eaters should be left for you to handle, Godfather," Harry said casually to Sirius, "After all, you are the Minister of Magic, and it is your rightful duty to deal with them, isn’t it?"

"You’ve given me a hot potato," Sirius shook his head.

In theory, killing these Death Eaters would be the simplest task.

But the problem was, as the Minister of Magic, capturing all these malicious Death Eaters would undoubtedly boost his track record significantly.

So sending them back to Azkaban would be ideal, Sirius thought to himself, ensuring his godson’s hands remained unstained with blood.

Fairies, Fire Ash Snake Faction, Poacher: Are you serious, Mr. Black?

Now, the only standing Dark Wizard left was Voldemort.

Standing wasn’t right; running wasn’t right either.

Run?

Could he outrun Harry’s spells?

He had seen earlier how Harry’s Expelliarmus was like a thickened lavatory fountain. Voldemort was convinced that such a spell could take an arm if hit.

"So what about you, Tom?" Harry asked leisurely, "Are you planning to stand there, or are you planning to come back with us to the Ministry of Magic for a proper trial?"

"Trial?" Voldemort laughed live, "Who do you think can judge me? Those Ministry wastes? You’re naive, Potter..."

"What else then?" Harry shrugged, "We are White Wizards; unlike you Dark Wizards, even if we eliminate you, it must go through proper trial procedures... Of course, if you refuse capture maliciously, we’ll consider dispatching you on the spot. So, choose: surrender or let me dispatch you on the spot?"

"But you haven’t thought, Potter," Voldemort sneered, "I’m not present in person here... Did you really think I’d be dumb enough to come here in person?"

Since Voldemort said so, Harry snapped his fingers, a red light shot out, knocking the wand out of Voldemort’s hand, followed by a rope wrapping around him.

Harry walked over and tugged Voldemort’s hood off, revealing his smooth, bald head.

He reached out and patted his shiny head, feeling the sensation was quite nice, smooth like an icy surface.

"Farewell, Potter," Voldemort chuckled twice, turned into black smoke, and disappeared.

"Disappeared?" Mr. Mei Jie asked dumbfoundedly.

He quickly rose from his position, ran to Harry’s side, and grasped his hands, saying, "Mr. Potter—right, I should address you like this? You must catch that guy, don’t let him come to 10 Downing Street again!"

"Rest assured, Mr. Prime Minister." Harry patted Mr. Mei Jie’s hand, indicating him not to worry, "We’ll catch this Dark Wizard, preventing him from further harm in the United Kingdom... be it the Muggle World or the Magic World; his days of misdeeds are ending!"

"That’s good, that’s good..." Mr. Prime Minister wiped his sweat, breathed a sigh of relief.

Just a moment ago, he thought today would be his inevitable doom.

"Did we just let him escape?" Sirius walked up, speaking regretfully, "But that’s expected, Harry; after all, Voldemort’s extremely cunning, missing him is just normal."

"Not necessarily," Harry said with some meaning.

Who said only Soul-snatching Curse and Crucio could mark someone with a green chain mark?

Just as Harry had used Expelliarmus on Voldemort a little green "X" shaped curse stuck to Voldemort like a persistent scab.

And in Harry’s intuition, Voldemort’s approximate location now is within Hogwarts’ Forbidden Forest!