Chapter 568? What Do You Want to Know About Tom Riddle? What Does Voldemort Have to Do with Me (Revised)
The members of the Order of the Phoenix, who had already clenched their wands and prepared to fight when they saw Voldemort approaching, looked at Alan in surprise when they heard this.
Professor McGonagall took the lead and yelled at Allen: "Nonsense! Harris, the mysterious man is not something a child like you can face alone! I have already informed Dumbledore, as long as we hold on together for a while longer..."
"Don't worry about this bad boy, Minerva. If he wants to die, let him die." Moody obviously had a deep prejudice against the Harris family through a series of incidents since last year. "We'll fight our own."
Lupine glanced at Sirius, who was protecting Harry, and turned around worriedly to persuade his new boss to give up his idea: "Alan..."
However, before he opened his mouth, Allen waved his hand to stop him: "Thank you for your kindness, but you are obviously too accustomed to living under the protection of Dumbledore's wings. I do this just to let people in the wizarding world see that we are not the only ones in the wizarding world." Only the greatest White Wizard can save the world - please climb down from the high platform to those steps, there is no room for you to participate in this battle, and your presence has no meaning other than delaying the duel between me and Mr. Riddle."
"I have a question, Alan Harris." Voldemort listened to Alan before asking. Of course, he ignored those members of the Order who still wanted to speak.
Allen turned sideways and looked at Voldemort, who was about to step onto the high platform: "Please speak, Mr. Riddle."
"If what I just heard is correct, the person you want to find is Tom Riddle...then what does this have to do with me, Voldemort?" Voldemort asked the question with a smile on his face, and then straightened his expression, "My name It's Lord Voldemort, please don't call me by that Muggle name again. Also, if I remember correctly you are a pureblood? Join me, boy, I appreciate your talent. Come to me and give me the Prophecy Ball I, join the Death Eaters to serve me, I can promise not to touch the Harris family, either the British Ministry of Magic or the German Ministry of Magic can give it to you - judging from what you just said, you don't like Dumbledore either? By the way, he also had red hair when he was young."
"Please forgive me, Mr. Voldemort." Allen rolled up the sleeves of his H94 uniform, revealing the omniscient mark on his arm, and showed it to Voldemort, who had already arrived on the high platform.
Voldemort understood: "Dumbledore's minions, get out of here. I will kill you after I defeat Alan Harris."
"Please hurry up, Order of the Phoenix, don't try to interfere with the duel between me and Mr. Voldemort. Tonks, Shacklebolt, you two are still Aurors, obey the order, and so does Lupin, take Professor McGonagall away. Sirius Don't put on that face and take your godson down... As for Moody, if you want to disturb you here, I guarantee you that you will be torn into pieces in a few seconds, so don't expect me to care about your life or death. "Alan was also a little impatient with the Order of the Phoenix who were still standing here.
Moody snorted coldly, punched the ground with his cane, and wanted to ridicule Alan, but was pulled off the platform by Tonks, who obeyed the orders of Alan, who was not an official of the Ministry of Magic.
Professor McGonagall's lips were pressed into a straight line. Although Ellen Harris was a professor of ancient magic and was more powerful than the members of the Order of the Phoenix, in her eyes she was still a young wizard who had not graduated. , she couldn't just watch her students go to a one-on-one duel with the mysterious man, while she, as his professor, did nothing. "Harris..." Mag wanted to persuade her again, but Lupine and Shacklebolt each grabbed their shoulders and forced her to jump off the high platform.
"Okay, Professor Harris, since you insist." Sirius dragged the reluctant Harry, covered his mouth with his other hand to prevent him from attracting Voldemort's attention, and decisively evacuated the high platform with his godson. , Harry's safety always comes first in Sirius' heart.
Voldemort held his wand in a semicircle, making an invitation to start a duel, but Alan Harris stretched out his palm again to indicate not to start yet.
"What's wrong?" Voldemort endured his impatience and took back his wand after hearing this. In fact, as a mixed-race person who advocates pure blood, he will try his best to maintain the social etiquette of the traditional pure-blood family as long as conditions permit - especially Regarding the duel, he spread his palms and asked Allen to continue.
Allen pointed to the people of the Order of the Phoenix who were standing between the high arch platform and the steps, "I told you to go to the steps and don't try to interrupt this duel."
Voldemort's noseless face tilted to the side, he took a deep breath and exhaled again.
When they all stood on the steps, Allen's wand slipped into Voldemort's hand under Voldemort's vigilant look, "Fire Shield." Allen turned around suddenly, and the hem of his black uniform followed his movements in the air. Drawing a round arc, he walked around the high platform. Blue flames rose where the wand pointed. He used the downward steps and the circular concave ground between the circular arch platform to form a A circle of blue flame that seals off the outside world.
These blue flames are rising like huge jumping notes, dancing around the high platform. A Death Eater who was close to the flame did not expect that the blue flames would suddenly shoot up and collide with it. The blue flames suddenly enveloped him. The wailing Death Eater watched helplessly as his body was falling. Turned into ashes in an instant. UU read www.uukanshu.net
Seeing this, Bellatrix waved her whip, caught an Auror in the melee, and threw her into the flames. The screams suddenly started and then stopped, and he was also brought alive by the blue flames. The ground swallowed it up.
Allen nonchalantly flicked the ashes that had just floated and stuck to his sleeves and belonged to the unlucky Auror. "Now I can ensure that no one will bother us."
"Oh, Harris, are you trying to protect those students?" Voldemort looked at Neville and the others who were using the many passages on the circular parapet under the steps to hide themselves. Colorful flames blocked the passage, isolating them from the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix. The tip of Voldemort's wand pointed at Neville's position and continued, "I have discovered their position a long time ago. Wait for the duel." After I finish killing you, I will kill them."
In the melee at this time, the two Death Eaters looked at each other and nodded. They wanted to teleport to the opposite steps to fight - there were more Death Eaters in that direction, but using Apparition As soon as the shape-shaped body was wrapped in black smoke and rose above the blue flames, it was hit by a sudden, eel-like burst of blazing blue flames. In the state of black smoke, he could not even make a scream. , was burned to the ground in an instant.
Allen looked up at the ashes of the Death Eaters floating down. He ignored Voldemort's question and asked instead: "I'm fine. Do you want to make another invitation to make a semicircle with your wand before the duel? I I can cooperate.”
Hearing this, an inexplicable sense of shame enveloped Voldemort's heart, and the tip of his wand instantly lit up green in embarrassment. At the same time, crackling lightning energy gathered at the port of Allen's wand...