The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Riddle House in Little Hangleton, once the largest and most imposing building for miles around, was now in a state of dilapidation.

It is now recognized as a haunted house.

Half a century ago, a mysterious murder case broke out in the Riddle Mansion: the three members of the Riddle family who lived here died overnight. The final diagnosis of the forensic doctor was that three people died of an acute heart attack at the same time.

And almost a year ago, another gardener died inexplicably in this house. The cause of death was also an acute heart attack.

A few daring children have approached it...and told others of the horrifying whispers coming from within.

So far, the mystery of the Riddle Mansion and its surroundings has become stronger, and no one dares to approach the surroundings of this mansion again.

Except for a survey team who stayed here twice in August last year and May this year.

It and the cemetery next to it have been so desolate forever.

...

In a grove less than half a mile from Riddle's house, eight soldiers with Eastern European faces and camouflage uniforms appeared.

Their ages are uneven, the oldest is almost 50 years old, and the youngest seems to be in his early twenties...

The leader was a short-haired man with dark skin and a gloomy face.

"Captain Malashenko, how much will each of us get after the incident?" the youngest soldier asked softly.

"50,000 dollars...as long as we successfully complete the mission!" The gloomy-faced man called Captain Malashenko said, "Everyone... plus the 20,000 dollars I gave you before, the total is Seventy thousand!"

"Seventy thousand dollars..." The veteran in his fifties sighed, "Buying my life, this money is generous enough!"

"How many rubles are seventy thousand dollars?" asked the youngest soldier again.

"Five years ago it was equal to more than 40,000 rubles, and after working as an officer for more than ten years, you can save it!" The sullen man lowered his head: "It can't work now, it is now equal to 200 million rubles!"

"Two hundred million..." The youngest soldier seemed to be frightened by this number: "I can't earn this money even if I work hard for a hundred years!"

"Two hundred years is not enough, and maybe it will become 400 million or 500 million in a few years!" The veteran in his fifties snorted coldly, and then asked: "Then what do we need to do?"

"A very strange order..." The gloomy man's expression became serious: "First, we must pay attention to a snake, you take this."

While talking, he sent two grenades to each of them.

"White phosphorus bomb?" Someone glanced at the logo on the grenade and shouted in surprise.

"Yes...a big boa constrictor with the mouth of a bowl, if you find it, use this to blow it up?" The sullen man explained: "The employer said that if you can blow up that python, everyone will kill it." There is an additional reward of ten thousand dollars."

"There are boa constrictors in England..." The youngest soldier said to himself, "Can't you kill it with bullets?"

"The employer has told us that it is best to use lethal weapons to deal with it!" Captain Malashenko repeated with a gloomy face.

"Okay...what else?"

"The other thing is to wait!" The sullen man continued: "When a red light and a green light appear at the position of the cemetery, we will be in place immediately."

"Then we will first detonate a few petrol barrels buried in the cemetery, and set fire to the surrounding forest... Then, after the red and green light disappears, we will level the entire cemetery!" the gloomy-faced man said calmly , as if saying that we are going to have lunch later.

While speaking, he picked up an AK47 assault rifle and an RPG rocket launcher on the ground.

Everyone gathered around, picked up their rifles and bazookas that belonged to them on the ground... and checked the loading of the ammunition inside to see if there was any problem.

"And then?" The youngest soldier continued to ask.

"Then run...run separately..." The leader glanced around: "Run as many as you can, the employer said that the targets we want to attack are extremely dangerous people, and we will die at any time; Run to a safe location, take off your clothes, and go to Liverpool port, where I have contacted the snakehead and can take you back to Moscow!"

"When I get back to Moscow and get the money, I'll propose to Tonya!" the youngest soldier said excitedly.

"What kind of person is the employer you mentioned?" The veteran in his fifties asked meaningfully.

"He said his name was Sal..." The leader with a gloomy face shook his head: "Although I don't think it's a real name, and I don't know anything about him... Maybe the employer is afraid that I will be captured alive. Spill his message to his enemies... but the money is real, and that's enough!"

"And he also said that after this matter is over, he will not contact us in any way!" The leader added.

"What happens if we die?" the veteran in his fifties continued to ask.

"The money will still be transferred to the account...so, I reminded you all to write your suicide note." The leader said.

"Sounds good." The fifty-year-old veteran sighed: "If I die, my son gets the money; he can continue to go to Moscow University as his professor instead of driving a taxi Make a living!"

Everyone shut up.

Except for the young Russian soldier in his twenties who looked a little excited, the rest of the people looked serious.

In the distance, a strong red light and a strong green light suddenly flashed.

"Comrade... brothers!" The sullen man stood up: "It's time for us to go!"

"Ulla!"

...

"Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can make your son regenerate!"

"Your servant's meat, voluntarily donated, can bring your master back to life!"

"The blood of your enemy, forced to sacrifice, can make your enemy...resurrect!"

Harry was bound, and he watched as Wormtail poured his blood into the cauldron next to the grave.

Then, that baby-like thing became Voldemort's real body—Voldemort was resurrected!

Voldemort conjured a Dark Devil's mark on Wormtail's arm, stroked it, and summoned the Death Eaters.

Harry heard the names of many Death Eaters, including Malfoy, Avery, McNeil, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott...

Voldemort then asked Wormtail to return his wand to fight Harry in a one-on-one duel.

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