Chapter 515: Voldemort Fails to Save His Reputation!

"Ugh...Ah!!"

Facing Voldemort's strong sense of oppression, Harry was a little nervous and a little scared.

But he was not afraid of Voldemort because of this.

Harry twisted his body and groaned in pain.

He endured the pain of the scar on his forehead and forced himself to look at Voldemort.

Even if he would die next, Harry was ready to die with dignity.

He would not give in, let alone beg for mercy!

If there was a chance, Harry was even ready to give Voldemort a hard time.

But what Harry didn't know was that despite Voldemort's arrogant words and his look of looking down on Harry, he was actually a little nervous in his heart.

There was no way, who let Voldemort be killed by Harry when he was a baby?

The Dark Lord, the most terrifying dark wizard in history, couldn't kill a baby. Do you dare to believe it?

Of course Voldemort didn't believe it!

He felt that all this was arranged by fate.

Yes! Wizards all believe in fate.

Hogwarts has divination classes and arithmetic divination classes. These magic skills are used to predict fate, and powerful fortune tellers can even predict the future.

In addition to divination, curses are also magic in the field of fate.

Voldemort himself is a master of curse magic. He once cursed the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts, and this curse is still in effect today.

It is precisely because Voldemort has played with fate that he has no doubts about fate.

What's more, Dumbledore also believes in the prophecy.

And the prophecy really worked.

This... How can you make Voldemort not afraid?

He is really afraid!

So Voldemort will do everything possible to bring Harry out and use Harry's blood to complete the last step of the resurrection ceremony.

He wants to get Harry's power!

"Harry, do you want me to tell you what made me lose my magic power?"

Voldemort continued to save his dignity.

After all, there were more than a dozen Death Eaters at the scene, and they were all Voldemort's younger brothers. In front of his younger brothers, Voldemort wanted to restore his dignity and re-establish the image of "his invincibility".

"Yes! Do you want me to tell you?" Voldemort continued to ask.

No one spoke...

Voldemort said to himself: "Because of love!"

"You know? When the lovely Lily Potter, for her only son... she gave him the ultimate protection."

"I can't touch him at all."

"That's an ancient magic... I should have foreseen it."

"But it doesn't matter, everything has changed..."

At this point, Voldemort was slightly proud.

He quickly approached Harry, stretched out a finger, and slowly and carefully touched Harry's forehead.

"I can touch you... Harry~"

After saying that, Voldemort suddenly pressed his finger on the scar on Harry's forehead.

"Ah! Ah-ah--"

Harry screamed in pain. The moment he was touched by Voldemort, he felt that his head was about to be torn apart.

"Hiss-Ah-ah!!!"

The severe pain made Harry a little confused.

"Ah! Ah! Hahahaha——"

Voldemort first imitated Harry's scream, and then he couldn't help laughing.

This laughter was a little proud and a little arrogant.

"Yes! I can touch you."

After saying that, Voldemort withdrew his fingers.

He stepped back a few steps, looking at Harry with a playful look, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Do you think Dumbledore can save you, Harry~"

At this moment, Voldemort's mentality was completely different from before.

He regained his strength!

He no longer needed to be afraid of Dumbledore!

He also got Harry's power, and he could touch Harry now.

At this moment, Voldemort had a kind of "stick in hand, ask who is the hero in the world" heroic spirit.

He even felt that he was now invincible in the world.

Dumbledore?

An old man who was dying!

Harry Potter?

A little wizard in the third grade!

I just ask, who else?

Who else!!!

"But... I can give you a chance to live."

Voldemort looked generous and played with Harry, and waved his left hand to untie the rope that bound Harry.

Harry fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Duel with me, Harry!"

Voldemort turned to look at Peter Pettigrew and ordered: "Wormtail, wand."

"Yes... yes..." Peter Pettigrew responded tremblingly, and he took out Harry's wand from his pocket, and then threw the wand far away at Harry.

"Pick up the wand, Harry!" Voldemort said.

"Hu... Hu..."

Harry panted violently, and the scar on his forehead was no longer so painful. He lay on the ground, raised his head and looked at his wand, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Although he was very scared and regretful, Harry would never allow himself to give up any chance to fight back.

He might not be able to kill Voldemort, but he had to bring back the news of "Voldemort's resurrection" and let everyone know.

Thinking of this, Harry grabbed his wand, endured the pain in his body, and stood up tenaciously.

"You have learned how to duel, right?"

Voldemort looked at Harry and said to himself: "First, we have to bow to each other."

After that, Voldemort made an elegant bow.

"Hurry up, Harry! Etiquette still needs to be observed."

Voldemort continued: "Dumbledore doesn't want you to lose your manners, right?"

After that, seeing Harry still standing there stupidly, staring at him with hatred, Voldemort suddenly became impatient.

"I asked you to bow!" Voldemort raised his wand violently.

Harry couldn't control his body and bowed deeply to Voldemort.

"Great! Now... Cruciatus!"

Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse directly.

"Ah! Ahhhh——" Harry screamed in pain.

After torturing Harry for a while, Voldemort took back his wand and continued, "Great, Harry! Your parents will be proud of you."

"Especially your filthy Muggle mother..."

As if he had had enough fun, Voldemort suddenly slowed down his tone and said in a serious tone, "I will kill you, Harry Potter. After tonight, no one will question my power anymore."

"After tonight, when people talk about you again, they will only remember how you... begged me to kill you."

"And I, out of kindness... fulfilled your wish!"

After that, Voldemort raised his wand fiercely and chanted loudly, "Avada Kedavra!"

It was unknown what Voldemort said that stimulated Harry. Harry suddenly cheered up, looked at Voldemort fiercely, and also raised his wand.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted loudly.

The two magic beams collided with each other in an instant, entangled with each other, and refused to give in.

For a while, no one could do anything to anyone.

Voldemort...is on par with Harry Potter!