Chapter 304: Resurrection of Voldemort

Rolf, who was just considered dead, came back to life in an instant and nailed Dolohov to the tombstone with an ice spear.

Such an overwhelming twist and turn shocked the audience at the Quidditch stadium and the Death Eaters in the cemetery.

Dolohov was even more horrified. He was sure that his killing curse hit Scamander, but why was he still safe and sound?

Dolohov leaned against the tombstone with his back, holding the ice spear that pierced his chest with both hands, trying to pull it out.

But when he dragged it, his flesh and internal organs were involved, and he was sweating in pain and his body couldn't help shaking.

He had to give up, panting hard, and questioned angrily:

"You...you were obviously hit by my killing curse, why didn't you die? Why can't you die?!"

Rolf laughed. He was indeed hit by the killing curse, but it was just a magical clone from the civet cat, so of course he couldn't die.

However, he did not explain to Dolohov. He looked up and glanced at the monitor in the air, and said loudly:

"This man is Anthony Dolohov, one of Voldemort's first Death Eaters. He participated in the wizard war and tortured and killed a large number of innocent Muggles and wizards who did not support Voldemort.

After the wizard war, Dolohov was sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban, but escaped during Easter a few months ago..."

Lov recounted the crimes of Dolohov's life like a judge.

The students in the Quidditch field were all confused, not knowing why he was saying this.

The Death Eaters had already realized what was about to happen. They raised their wands and cast spells to stop the boy.

But unfortunately, Rove and Dolohov were in a straight line and too close to him. The Death Eaters were afraid of affecting Dolohov and did not dare to use extremely lethal magic. And the attacks of average power would bounce off him.

The young man strode forward and came to Dolohov. He leaned over and stared at him. The fierce voice echoed in the catacombs and the Quidditch field.

"In the presence of Merlin and everyone, I - Rolf Scamander - sentence the Death Eater Anthony Dolohov to death for the crimes of killing innocent people and escaping prison, and I will execute him personally!"

After speaking, Rolf condensed a huge ice sword in his hand. When he raised the sword above his head, a wave of despair enveloped Dolohov.

The giant sword swung down, heavy and precise, and a fatal blow!

The sword was not sharp, and Rolf chopped three times before separating Dolohov's head from his body.

The bloody head fell to the ground, and the blood spurted out from the broken neck like a red fountain, splashing on the tombstone.

A Death Eater with the blood of countless innocent people on his hands was executed by Rolf... Everyone in the Quidditch field was frightened by this terrible scene and opened their mouths wide.

The Death Eaters were also horrified for a moment.

They were used to seeing death and had long been accustomed to such bloody scenes, but for some reason, they were still shocked by the scene of the young man first judging and then chopping off Dolohov's head with a sword.

Weiss Dothraki stared at Dolohov's body with a dull look. They often acted together in the past and concocted many murders, so their relationship was unusual.

Seeing his friend die, Dothraki's face showed a hideous look. He raised his wand and shouted:

"You kid... Die! Avada Kedavra!"

Green light shot out from his wand. At the same time, Rolf's wand was gently raised, and Dolohov's head flew up out of thin air, just blocking Avada Kedavra.

The head exploded instantly in mid-air, and a faint golden light shot out from the head, rushing towards Dothraki at a very fast speed.

It was a small pocket sword, which was extremely difficult to detect in the dim underground tomb.

Dothraki also didn't notice the sword until it flew in front of him. His face changed drastically and he subconsciously turned his head to the side.

He touched his cheek, which was cut with a blood groove deep enough to see the bone. If he hadn't turned his head quickly, he would have been pierced through the head by the sword.

Under Rolf's control, the small sword made another arc and flew towards Dothraki again. He rolled sideways, and the flying sword cut his robe, splashing a string of blood beads on his back.

Fortunately, the other Death Eaters reacted in time and immediately waved their wands to block the small sword.

August Rookwood drove away the small sword, looked at the Dothraki lying on the ground, kicked his body with his toes, and urged: "Hey, get up quickly..."

But Dothraki didn't move. He lay motionless on the ground. Rookwood realized that something was wrong, squatted down and turned him over, and was stunned on the spot.

The other Death Eaters came over and were silent for a while.

Dothraki is already...dead.

In the Quidditch arena, seeing Dothraki dead, Ludo shouted excitedly:

"Another Death Eater was killed. The little sword clearly didn't pierce Dothraki's vitals. How did he kill him?"

Not only Ludo, but also the students in the audience were very curious about this, wondering if it was some terrible magic?

Standing in front of Dolohov's headless body, Rolf stretched out a finger with a calm expression, and the little sword slowly returned to him, lingering around his finger, and slowly flowing.

The reason for Dothraki's death was very simple. Rolf quenched the sword with a mixture of basilisk and eight-eyed giant spider poison. As long as the skin was pierced, it would kill people in just a few seconds.

From a certain perspective, Rolf's fighting style is indeed very "un-wizard", but it's just like American wizards like to use guns... as long as it works.

In a flash, two companions died, and the remaining Death Eaters looked at Rolf with murderous eyes.

In this suffocating confrontation, Rolf's mouth curled up and he laughed inappropriately, then he lowered his head, patted the dust on his body, and his face smiled more and more

Finally, when he raised his head.

A young face with a hideous smile was revealed.

Rolf was obviously laughing, but what he said made all the Death Eaters present tremble with fear.

"Since Tom Riddle dare not come out, I have to kill you all... force him to come out."

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In the distance,

Penny has stopped screaming and lay on the ground dying. She was originally thin, but now she seemed to have been sucked dry, withered, and her skin loosely covered on her bones.

A figure stood up and said in a cold, sharp voice:

"Dress me."

"Yes, Master." Bella knelt on the ground respectfully and enthusiastically, grabbed a black robe and put it on the man.

Voldemort closed his eyes, felt his body, felt the blood flowing in his bones, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Thirteen years later, I finally... resurrected."

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