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Chapter 704: I’m Evan!
🕑 Added 2020-02-09 19:30:19 +0000 UTCIt was that stupid idea to resurrect using Harry's blood that had killed Voldemort.
Evan was thinking about what he had just heard, combined with what he already knew.
A thousand years ago, Salazar Slytherin dissected the body of the evil god he had found from Herpo the Foul, dividing the terrible monster into three parts: the eyeballs, the brain and the body, and studying them separately.
From the current situation, the three separate parts had their own consciousness and abilities, and had not died.
Slytherin might have learned how to use the power of evil gods from this vicious research process, and passed it down to his vampire descendants, leaving them to keep these secrets for generations.
But these secrets were now known to Voldemort, and he was ready to try to use the power of the evil god.
This was really a terrible thing, and Evan felt it necessary to find out what Voldemort had mastered.
"I needed the blood of Harry Potter, but how to get at him? For he has been better protected than I think even he knows, protected in ways devised by Dumbledore long ago, when it fell to him to arrange the boy’s future. Dumbledore invoked an ancient magic, to ensure the boy’s protection as long as he is in his relations’ care. Not even I can touch him there! "Voldemort continued, hissing. "Then, of course, there was the Quidditch World Cup… I thought his protection might be weaker there, leaving his family and Dumbledore. I carefully planned a riot with the vampires, but everything was ruined by the boy named Evan Mason, who interfered with my plan again! "
Evan could hear the hatred in Voldemort's words. He must have a dedicated spot in the hell that Voldemort was planning to create on earth.
"After the World Cup, the boy would return to Hogwarts, where he is under the crooked nose of that Muggle-loving fool from morning until night, and the abominable Evan Mason is beside him. So how could I take him?" Voldemort said. "I can't believe those vampires. They are not reliable. I know well that they may betray me. Using Bertha Jorkins’s information, I rescued my one faithful Death Eater. This time we have to do it ourselves. "
"I have designed a plan for my servant to become a senior official in the Ministry of Magic responsible for the upcoming Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts, and he put the name of Harry Potter’s friend into the Goblet of Fire .In fact, we originally planned to choose Evan Mason and let him accidentally die in the game," said Voldemort slowly," Of course, we failed again, but it doesn't matter, we could use that Ministry of Magic Official to amend the regulations of the competition. But I can’t wait, I feel that powerful force calling for me, I had to hurry. In the second task, my most faithful servant used the Portkey to bring Harry Potter here, beyond the reach of Dumbledore's help and protection, and into my waiting arms. And here he is… the boy you all believed had been my downfall. "
Voldemort moved slowly forward, turned to face Harry, and raised his wand.
The next second, the ropes tied to Evan and Harry were loosened, and those glowing red eyes stared at them through the mist.
"Now, I want there to be no mistake in anybody’s mind. Harry Potter escaped me by a lucky chance. And I am now going to prove my power by killing him, here and now, in front of you all, when there is no Dumbledore to protect him, no Evan Mason to help him, and no mother to die for him. I will give him his chance. He will be allowed to fight, and you will be left in no doubt which of us is the stronger!"
Evan and Harry stood up and looked around. The Death Eaters were laughing at them in a low voice. They closed ranks, forming a tighter circle around Evan, Harry and Voldemort, so that the gaps where the missing Death Eaters should have stood were filled. The snake glided through the grass to a place not far from where Evan stood.
Harry gasped desperately. He thought about running for a moment, but his legs were shaking.
And then there was Gabrielle by his side. He couldn’t leave her alone. They couldn’t run past Voldemort and a group of Death Eaters.
Durand, the vampire, walked out of the circle to get Harry's wand and thrust it roughly into his hand without looking at them. Then the vampire resumed his place in the circle of watching Death Eaters.
Evan also held the wand in his hand. He expected to have a few minutes left.
If possible, he hoped that Voldemort could speak more slowly, explain everything clearly, and give them time.
But no, it was impossible to leave safely, and it could only be a fight.
Seeing Evan dare to point his wand at Voldemort, the laughter from the Death Eaters around was even louder!
They all thought that Evan was a fragile eight- or nine-year-old girl.
"Interesting girl, you want to take the initiative to fight with me… fight the great Lord Voldemort!" said Voldemort softly, his red eyes shining. "Because of your foolish courage, I can give you a chance to challenge me, but you come one by one, we have to obey the rules of the duel… I kill Harry first, and then you. Just a little longer, Nagini, they are both yours in the end."
The snake moved closer to Evan, hissing.
"Gabrielle, when the battle begins, I want you to run away." Harry gasped.
He wasn't sure what to do with Voldemort, but he had to do his best to protect Gabrielle, at least before he died.
Besides the Disarming Spell, “Expelliarmus”, Harry's head was blank, and he couldn’t think of any other spells.
But what use would it be to deprive Voldemort of his wand?
He was surrounded by Death Eaters, and Harry had never learned anything that could possibly fit him for this.
He knew he was facing the thing against which Moody had always warned… the un-blockable Avada Kedavra curse.
‘If only Evan was here, he would have a solution. He knows so much magic!’
Harry had to admit that Voldemort was right. His mother was not here to die for him this time. … He was quite unprotected.
"You rush out and run to the stone, it's a Portkey, maybe it can take you."
"It's me, Harry! I'm Evan, not Gabrielle!" said Evan quickly, reaching Harry's ears, holding his trembling right hand. "Listen, you'll use the Disarming Spell on Voldemort and fight one-on-one!"
"What?!" Harry looked at Evan in surprise and couldn’t believe his eyes.
He hadn't realized how Gabrielle suddenly became Evan.
His prayers worked. It was a miracle!
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