After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Chapter 309 Voldemort (6)

Harry knew very well that Voldemort was playing tricks on him, so he did not bend over and even stood straight.

"I said, bow." Voldemort raised his wand. Harry's face turned pale, as if he was under great pressure. His spine bent, as if an invisible big hand was pressing his back forward mercilessly.

The Death Eaters laughed even harder.

"Very good," Voldemort whispered, raising his wand, and Harry straightened up again. "Now look at me like a man, with your head held high, just as you did when your father died."

"Now—we duel."

Voldemort raised his wand, and before Harry could defend himself or even move, he was struck by the Cruciatus Curse again.

He screamed, the most horrific scream he had ever made in his life.

Lamia twisted her wrists frantically. Ever since she was knocked down, she had lost the ability to transform. It seemed that Voldemort had done something to her.

But it all stopped, and Harry rolled to his feet, shaking uncontrollably like Wormtail after his hand had been chopped off, and stumbled into the wall of Death Eaters, who pushed him back towards Voldemort.

"Take a break, Harry, you don't want me to do it again, do you?" Voldemort shouted excitedly.

Harry made no reply, but, with the stubborn agility he had acquired from Quidditch, he dove to the side and rolled behind the marble tombstone.

"We are not playing hide-and-seek, Harry," Voldemort whispered, his cold voice drawing nearer, and the Death Eaters were laughing. "You cannot hide from me. Does this mean you are tired of our duels? Come out, and I will set you free."

Before Voldemort's snake face turned around the tombstone, Harry stood up, gripped his wand tightly, raised it in front of him, and rushed out to face Voldemort.

Voldemort was also prepared. At the same time as Harry shouted "Expelliarmus!", Voldemort shouted "Avada Kedavra!"

At the same time, a slightly dim red light shot out from another direction and hit the unsuspecting Voldemort directly.

It's Lamia.

She had burned the rope and was now leaning against the tombstone, gasping for breath, having exhausted her magic power.

"It seems someone is disturbing us, Harry. Don't worry, I will handle it well." Voldemort turned around suddenly, raised his wand, and the black mist under his feet brought him to Lamia.

"You're asking for death." The tip of Voldemort's wand had already pierced Lamia's neck, and blood was dripping down the wand to the ground.

"Let her go, I lose." Tom's voice came from Lamia's ear. He walked over at some point, pushed Voldemort away with one hand, and hugged Lamia in his arms.

"Idiot, you are not worthy to merge with me." Voldemort sneered and took a few steps back, pointing his wand at Tom.

"You can't kill me." Tom hugged Lamia and covered her eyes.

"So, you will abandon our plan for her?" said Voldemort.

"I lost."

"Avada Kedavra!"

Even through her palm, Lamia could still see the terrifying green light.

"I said, you can't kill me." Tom's voice came from above Lamia's head, full of fatigue.

"You broke the contract! I will do everything I can to kill you." Voldemort was furious, but he had no other choice. He had never expected that Tom would turn against him at the last minute.

"Now you should go find that boy," said Tom.

Voldemort turned around suddenly and found that Harry had knocked down two Death Eaters without him knowing.

A beam of green light shot out from Voldemort's wand, and at the same time a beam of red light spurted out from Harry's wand - the two lights met in mid-air.

Then, completely caught off guard, Harry felt his feet leave the ground and both he and Voldemort were lifted into the air, a golden thread drawn between them.

Lamia had been put on the ground and had been fed several mouthfuls of blood by Tom. She was barely able to stand at this moment.

The next second, Lamia was stunned.

The golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort suddenly broke, but the two wands were still tightly connected, and thousands of arcs of light appeared above Harry and Voldemort.

Arcs of light intertwined around them, forming a dome of golden netting, a cage of light. The Death Eaters huddled around it like wild dogs, their cries strangely muted...

"Hold still!" Voldemort shouted to the Death Eaters. Lamia could see that he was shocked by what he saw, and she tried her best to break the scattered threads of light connecting the two wands.

"Don't move without my order!" Voldemort shouted at the Death Eaters.

Suddenly a burst of heavenly music rang out in the air... it came from every thread of the vibrating light network around Harry and Voldemort.

This is the song of the phoenix.

Lamia's eyes widened, the situation seemed to have changed.

The wand in Harry's hand trembled, and at the same time a huge tremor occurred in Voldemort's wand.

Suddenly, Voldemort's wand emitted a scream of pain that echoed continuously, and then Voldemort's red eyes widened in surprise.

A human hand formed of thick smoke flew out of the tip of the wand and disappeared. It was the severed hand he had made for Wormtail. Voldemort's wand began to shake more violently, and he was about to lose control.

At this moment, Lamia suddenly noticed the trophy, or rather the portkey that brought them here.

Lamia's eyes darkened and she looked up at Tom, who was staring at Harry and Voldemort in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lamia suddenly had a plan, but she had to wait, wait for the right opportunity, and it had to succeed.

Voldemort could not control his wand, it slipped out of his hand and swayed in the air. Large clouds of gray mist spewed out from the tip of his wand, forming one blurry figure after another in the air.

Those were the people killed by Voldemort. They kept wandering around Voldemort, and he was so scared that his face turned pale.

Tom seemed hesitant to help, and he drew his wand.

That's it!

"The trophy, Harry!"

Lamia took off running, grabbed the trophy, and threw it directly at Harry.

The trophy took off into the air and flew towards Harry.