Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 573 My students

On the other side, Kyle, who was still in the maze, didn't know what the audience outside was thinking.

After all the hedges that blocked his view disappeared, he also saw the trophy at the end of the flame.

The next second, Kyle ran over immediately.

A sphinx beast huddled on the edge of the flames. Its original task was to stop the warriors from asking questions. But when Kyle passed by, he suddenly became very interested in a stone on the ground. He lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.

Kyle arrived in front of the trophy smoothly. Without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the shiny handle of the trophy.

But Kyle didn't pick up the trophy.

He felt as if his whole body was being pulled, and with a huge attraction, his feet also left the ground.

As expected, it was a portkey. Kyle was overjoyed and did not struggle, letting the trophy fly forward with him amidst the whistling wind and swirling colors.

…

I don't know how long it took, maybe a minute, or just a moment, before Kyle felt like he was standing on the ground again.

This place is no longer the boundary of Hogwarts. The surroundings are pitch black, and a patch of pointed roofs can be seen in the sight, which seems to be on a hill.

"Quick, run...run!"

Before Kyle could take a closer look, he heard a breathless scream... The sound was a bit familiar.

Kyle looked up and saw Harry lying on the ground. His leg seemed to be injured and he was struggling to crawl this way on his arms.

"It's Voldemort..." Harry shouted in pain: "He is resurrected, and there are Death Eaters, they..."

Well, Harry didn't actually need to remind him, because the moment Kyle appeared, he was already surrounded by several people wearing black hoods and masks.

"Oh, look who's here..." A hoarse voice came from behind.

The hooded man immediately made way for a passage, respectfully like a servant.

From behind the crowd, a man wearing the same black cloak but without a mask walked out.

Tall and thin, paler than a skeleton, with red eyes.

Moreover, he has no nose... only two small slits like snakes... This feature is too obvious.

Voldemort.

"My student, is this your attitude when you meet the professor?" Voldemort was in a good mood and said lazily: "I thought you would be so happy that you screamed."

"Don't talk nonsense, you are not my professor." Kyle retorted immediately.

Harry was still around, and he didn't want to take the blame.

"How heartless." Voldemort looked at him, "When you asked me how to live forever, that was not my attitude."

"What eternal life? I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't admit it? It doesn't matter." Voldemort played with a wand on his fingertips.

"You must all be curious..." He said to the Death Eaters around him:

"A few years ago, I returned to Hogwarts with Quirrell's help. It was such a humiliating time. I could only be like a parasite, attached to that fool's head, because the person I trusted most …None of you have ever tried to find me.”

Although he seemed to be smiling, his tone was as cold as ice.

The surrounding Death Eaters immediately lowered their heads and knelt on the ground, explaining and begging Voldemort for forgiveness.

There was only one person, a man with a broken arm, pale skin, and a few freckles on his face, holding his head high.

"That's when a boy first discovered my existence."

Without even looking at the kneeling people, Voldemort continued: "That smart boy has caused me a lot of trouble. He seems to know a lot and is very courageous. He even dared to threaten the Dark Lord..."

Voldemort's eyes were fixed on Kyle.

"I always thought it would take some time before I see you again, my student... I didn't expect you to show up so soon. Are you here to celebrate my rebirth?

"If so, then I like this gift very much!"

"It's me, master, it's me..."

A Death Eater crawled over on his knees, "I made the Triwizard Cup into a portkey... and then I brought him here. He is one of the warriors."

"Oh, Karkaroff." Voldemort glanced at him, "I always thought that you, a cowardly and cowardly traitor, would run away as soon as you learned of my resurrection."

"Master, I will never betray my master." Karkaroff lowered his head and pressed his whole body to the ground.

"I'm just dormant, ready to welcome you at any time... By the way, I captured that Harry Potter."

"Oh?" Voldemort looked at the only person who was not kneeling on the ground. "Barty, right?"

"He was just too scared that he had to agree to help." Barty Crouch Jr. sneered.

Although he said this, he acknowledged Karkaroff's contribution in disguise.

Very strange...

Kyle frowned. Barty Crouch Jr.'s identity as a Death Eater was revealed by Karkaroff. Instead of adding insult to injury, he actually spoke for him...

Are Death Eaters so open-minded?

But Kyle is no longer allowed to think about it anymore.

"Catch him..." Voldemort suddenly snapped: "I want to live!"

The Death Eaters around him immediately moved, but Kyle moved faster than them.

A roaring fire dragon emerged from the wand and swallowed up the fastest Death Eater in the blink of an eye.

The man's scream lasted less than a second, and then there was no movement at all.

"This is Lihuo!" one person screamed.

The other Death Eaters also subconsciously stepped back, and even with their masks on, their confusion could be clearly felt.

Isn't this a student?

Shouldn't he use a crushing charm or a disarming charm?

Whose student raised his hand to be a fierce fire, and he was so skilled in the fierce fire spell!

Everyone looked at the lifelike fire dragon in the sky that was ravaging everything, and they all thought of Voldemort's first words after seeing this man.

"……my student."

Well, okay, now it makes sense.

"A bunch of idiots!" Voldemort screamed.

He just raised the wand in his hand and instantly extinguished the fire dragon composed of fierce fire.

But that's enough time.

When the Death Eaters looked at Kyle again, they noticed that he had a golden feather and an inconspicuous bead in his hand.

Almost instinctively, Voldemort felt a panic in his heart.

"Quick, stop him..."

"Crack!"

Before he could finish speaking, Kyle crushed two things in his hand at the same time.

The next second, this small mountain was shrouded in thick fog.

The fog blocked everyone's sight, and the Death Eaters who rushed towards Kyle lost their target and bumped into each other.