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"Ah!"

"Who is thinking about me? Or is it someone who is talking bad about me behind my back?"

Sniffling, Remy looked around and continued to stare at the small crystal ball in his hand.

After about ten seconds, the color of the crystal ball had not changed, but Remy felt that a special amulet had been triggered.

"Cedric is still out...Is Lao Fu jealous of his appearance?"

"Why do you have trouble with him when you have nothing to do? Now, Cedric has returned to the resurrection point first. Principal Dumbledore will definitely lead a group of people to directly take down Barty Jr., you said this is not the same as Selling teammates?"

Despising Voldemort in his heart, Remy was suddenly curious about Voldemort's expression at this moment.

Cedric is not dead. Not only is he not dead, he has disappeared. I believe Voldemort's expression at that time must have been quite wonderful.

After waiting for a while, it was obvious that Cedric had gone to count down the seconds and was resurrected, but the small crystal ball in his hand still showed a dazzling red light, telling Remy that there was still no suitable time until now.

Just when Remy couldn't help but wonder if this thing was malfunctioning, suddenly, the crystal ball suddenly turned bright green.

It only took less than [-] seconds for Remy to react and use the connection with Harry's amulet to actively activate the anti-summoning function on it to summon him.

As soon as the summoning was completed and the teleportation was completed, Remy felt a strong push on his back before he could see the surrounding situation clearly.

At the same time, there was a huge thrust pushing him from the front.

Two forces acted on Remy's chest and back, sandwiching Remy in the middle like a sandwich biscuit.

Remy was silent for a moment, and then he squeezed the crystal ball in his hand to pieces.

"Hot shit! You call this a good time?!"

Looking at Harry and a faceless man who were "attacking" him together, and looking at a group of black-robed wizards standing in the distance, Remy felt bad.

His original plan was just to wait for Voldemort to resurrect and trigger the Mark of the Dark to quietly catch Voldemort and lock him up. Then he could use Voldemort's name to contact the Death Eaters and lead them to stir up trouble and let magic The world is in panic.

However, at this moment, several die-hard Death Eaters were actually present!

What's going on here?

Capture Voldemort in front of them and then become their new boss?

But Remy planned for so long just so that he could blame Voldemort if he caused trouble in the future!

go directly?

Then didn't he work for so long in vain?

Just when Remy was caught in the decision between the two men, the others had recovered from their daze.

Harry's eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly became excited.

The faceless man opposite him was even more excited than him. He even interrupted his magic and patted his belly happily.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"I was just thinking about looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door on your own initiative!"

"Do you know how much I miss you these days?"

"Remy Barrett!"

Hearing the faceless man's affectionate confession, Remy shivered subconsciously and got goosebumps all over his body.

Looking at the people in black robes wearing strange masks who had gathered around, Remi felt something in his heart and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, they haven't revealed their identities yet.

In this way, as long as he finds a way to send them and Harry away first, he can continue to complete his original plan!

"Be careful what you say, I'm not gay, and I have a girlfriend!" Remy said after coming back to his senses, then turned sideways and glanced at Harry: "Harry, I'll cover you, you retreat first."

"Why? The two of us can join forces to defeat Voldemort!" Harry said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to join forces with me. You go deal with those Death Eaters, and I will defeat Voldemort!"

Remy looked at Harry speechlessly, who kept emitting black energy as he spoke, and for a moment he didn't know how to evaluate him.

If I had to use one word to evaluate, Remy could only think of one word: Are you kidding me? !

"Hahahaha... Defeat me? You actually want to defeat me? Or do you defeat me alone? What will you use to defeat me? With the power stolen from me?" Voldemort laughed and mocked.

"Stealing? I didn't steal your power, but this power chose me!" Harry said: "Today, I will defeat you again just like the time I defeated you before!"

Harry's voice was resounding, revealing strong confidence, but Remy couldn't help scratching his head after hearing it.

"Like last time? Harry, how did you defeat Voldemort last time?" Remy asked.

"Of course I was last time... huh?"

Harry was obviously stunned for a moment, and even the black energy stopped coming out at this moment.

But it was only for a moment, and then black energy emerged from Harry's body again, and there was more black energy.

"Anyway, I defeated him! If I can defeat him once, I can defeat him again! And this time I will defeat him completely!" Harry said loudly.

Remy shook his head helplessly and hilariously.

At this moment, Harry was obviously affected by the power in his body, but even if he was affected, he only wanted to defeat Voldemort and prove himself, rather than... kill Voldemort!

"It seems that Harry has no concept of killing in his mind. He is really... naive... ah, no, he is honest enough."

Silently complaining in his heart, Remy looked around, hoping to find the trophy and use it to send Harry away directly. However, when Remy saw the trophy next to a pile of rubble, he discovered that it was already broken. .

"It's true that the house leaked but it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a storm. How come my ideas today are so small?"

Sighing, Remy looked at the Death Eaters who had already taken out their wands and pointed them at him, and then at Harry and Voldemort, who seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding and walked aside together as if they were preparing for a fair duel. Remy felt even more unhappy. .

"You two really don't want to let me worry...can't you just follow my script for once?"

"I have clearly planned a bright future for you, why can't you just follow the script?"

"You have to play improv, right? Okay, then I'll have a good time with you!"

As he spoke, Remy raised his hand.

The moment he raised his hand, more than a dozen colorful magics shot at Remy at the same time, but Remy remained unmoved and didn't even look at them.

hum~

A purple magic shield appeared around Remy, blocking all attacks from different directions. Remy still raised his hand unhurriedly.

As Remy raised his hand to his chest, a ball of flame appeared in his palm, a ball of... black flame!