Chapter 710 He Is Back!

The shadow of the unicorn arrived in an instant, and those shining hooves stepped on Voldemort!

Voldemort's chest was visibly dented, and his body seemed to be collided by a wild bull. He flew up, rolled and fell into the tree behind...

Of course, Dumbledore would not give up this perfect opportunity. The Elder Wand held in his left hand shook, and the golden-red flames scattered on the ground quickly floated up, turning into a huge flame whip and whipping it fiercely!

Voldemort, who had received a heavy blow, had not yet hit the ground, but the "whip" had already caught up with him and slapped him on his body.

The golden-red flames were like tarsal maggots, and as soon as they came into contact with his body, they rushed up, and the shrill screams soon resounded in the woods...

"Confringo~! (Thunderbolt Explosion)"

"Avada Kedavra~! (Avada Kedavra)"

Ivan and Sirius didn't show the slightest sympathy. Instead, they beat up the drowned dog and cast spells one after another directly at Voldemort!

But before their magic could arrive, Voldemort had already disappeared there. The two magic spells directly hit the tree behind him, and the sharp fire blew the innocently affected old tree into pieces.

Countless pieces of flaming wood fell from the sky. Dumbledore waved his wand gently, blowing a strong wind and sweeping the pieces to both sides.

Sirius was on guard nervously for a while, and did not wait until Voldemort attacked. Then he relaxed a little, turned to look at Dumbledore and asked.

"The mysterious man escaped?"

Dumbledore nodded, stared at the heavily damaged forest, and said in a deep voice. "The injury suffered this time will definitely allow Tom to settle down for a while!"

Ivan heard Dumbledore's subtext and felt somewhat helpless, which meant that Voldemort had not hurt his roots this time, and he could be alive and kicking again after a period of rest.

After Sirius confirmed that he was safe, he immediately ran to Harry's side, helped him up, and asked worriedly.

"Harry, how are you? Does the scar still hurt?"

"Okay... better..." Harry stood up with difficulty, touched the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, and murmured to himself.

The scar no longer hurt since Voldemort left, but Harry didn't understand why he suddenly felt that way.

So after coming back to his senses, Harry looked at Dumbledore anxiously and asked. "Professor Dumbledore, what is going on? Why would I..."

"Obviously this is Tom's magic..." Dumbledore interrupted Harry's words, and then said carefully.

"Harry, the night you were born, you deflected the Killing Curse cast by Voldemort himself, depriving him of his power and turning him into a wandering spirit. Perhaps it was at that time that a special connection was established between you, so Only Voldemort can influence you through some means..."

Dumbledore's words were a bit cryptic, and Harry was confused, but he at least understood that he could see Voldemort's actions through dreams, and on the contrary, Voldemort could also use some means to influence him.

Ivan knew more, but he had no intention of interrupting. After all, telling Harry the truth now was no different from telling Voldemort directly...

While a few people were chatting, there was a vague spatial fluctuation on the left side. Harry and Sirius, who had become frightened, subconsciously raised their wands and pointed at them, but quickly put them down again.

Because the people who apparated here this time were McGonagall, Arthur, Moody and others, Ron and Hermione were also among them, and they were obviously brought here together.

What they saw as soon as they arrived was a tragic post-war scene. The surrounding dense forest was still burning with raging fires, and the grass was full of potholes blown by the curse. The only thing that made them feel lucky was that Ivan , Harry, and Sirius were all standing there fine.

"Harry, Ivan, are you okay?" Ron could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Harry's state, and immediately surrounded him.

Hermione was even more excited and rushed up to hug Ivan.

Ivan, who was already a little weak, was almost knocked to the ground. He took two steps back to stabilize his body and did not make a fool of himself in public.

The little witch also keenly noticed Ivan's slightly changed expression, quickly let go of her hand, and asked worriedly. "Are you hurt? Ivan?"

"No, no, I'm just a little tired." Ivan shook his head. Several consecutive high-intensity battles were really too much for him, especially since his magic power had almost bottomed out.

Hermione scanned his body for a while, and then she became more convinced after seeing that there were no signs of damage on his clothes.

Ivan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Hermione, so he changed the topic and asked about what happened in Hogwarts after he left.

The little witch didn't mean to hide anything, and spoke very quickly like a barrage of words.

Shortly after Ivan left, Asia, Jasmine and a group of Aurors eliminated the blast-ended snails and a large number of giant spiders that escaped from the maze.

She and Ron followed Ivan's previous instructions and went to the castle to find Snape and Professor Flitwick.

However, they ran into the professors who noticed the commotion and came out to investigate halfway.

After spending a lot of time explaining, Snape finally chose to stay in the castle to maintain order, while Flitwick took them to the Muggle village not far from here and found Dumbledore and the others.

"I told Professor Dumbledore about Sirius taking Harry away. Everyone speculated that Sirius was probably controlled by the mysterious man's Imperius Curse, or that someone used polyjuice potion to pretend to be Sirius. ...In short, we are all worried, but we can't find you at all..." Hermione said very scared.

Then they saw a fire rising here. Dumbledore thought it should be a flame caused by magic, so he sent Fawkes to investigate...

While Hermione was still explaining, everyone from the Order of the Phoenix on the other side also walked up. Moody at the front looked at the traces of battle left nearby in shock, and then looked at Dumbledore with a solemn expression. asked.

"Albus, we all saw the Dark Mark in the sky! Did you confront that person?"

"You guessed it right, Alastor, I have already met Tom. He has now regained his strength and obtained a brand new body..." Dumbledore nodded and replied.

Although they had made some guesses before, when they confirmed the news from Dumbledore, Moody and others could not help but feel a deep chill rising from the soles of their feet to their hearts...

The Voldemort who made everyone in the wizarding world afraid to call him by his name more than ten years ago is really back...