"Don't look there, Miss Dragul." Silver stopped Furong who wanted to look to the left, "Don't be distracted, they're likely to want to take the opportunity to attack us."

"Your suspicion is so serious." A cold and sharp voice said, "I want to kill this lady who is not in my plan, but you have no wand now. If I want to kill someone, do you think she can stop it?"

"Why can't you? You can't even recover your normal body now, Mr. Voldemort." Silver reached into his arms and half bent down, as if he was saluting.

"I really appreciate you a little bit, Silver, even though you have caused me a lot of trouble before."

As the tall man walked in, Furong realized that the voice was coming from the thing he was holding.

"Crab, take this cloth away, I'm going to have a face-to-face conversation with Silver."

The tall man trembled and opened the bag in his arms, and an ugly thing with a sticky and eyeless one was revealed in the bag - no, it was even more terrible, a hundred times more terrible than this. The thing Crab was holding looked like a curled baby, but Silver had never seen anything less like a baby than it. It had no hair, it seemed to have scales on its body, its skin was dark and red, like a wounded tender flesh. Its arms and legs were thin and soft, and its face—no living child had such a face—was a flat snake face with a pair of glittering red eyes.

The thing looked completely incapable of taking care of itself. It raised its thin arms and put it around Crab's neck. Crab held it in his hand, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

"Look at what I am now, Silver, my enemies hate me, my subordinates fear me, and even I hate my disgusting appearance. This is all given to me by the amazing savior, Harry Potter."

The disgusting baby monster slapped his paws on Crab's face without hesitation. "Even you are afraid of me, aren't you, Crab."

Crab looked full of panic.

"Haha, you idiot big guy, if you hadn't done anything that annoyed Lucius, you would have fled to Lucius' Peacock Manor and happily discussed with the traitors how to deal with me."

"No, no. Master." Crab said tremblingly,

"No need to deny, Crab, I don't care why you are loyal to me. After all, I am alone and have no talent available under my command. I heard that your son is as old as Lucius's son?"

“Yes, yes master.”

"That's great. I'll make him the first Death Eater of the new generation and let him kill Lucius's son with his own hands. Are you okay, Crab."

Crab didn't know whether to nod or shake his head at this time.

"Look, Silver. I only have this stupid servant now, so even though my only loyal subordinate sent Harry Potter here in a few days, I don't have enough materials to complete my resurrection ceremony, the tail of the bug, don't hide behind, get out! Bring me out too! Bring the little savior hanging there, the ceremony can begin."

Furong held Silver's hand tighter and tighter, and everything that was happening in front of her was beyond her imagination.

A thin man in a cloak dragged Harry Potter from the cemetery on the left. It was the worm tail, and the effect of the compound decoction seemed to have faded. Harry Potter looked unconscious, and he moaned unconsciously, without responding to Silver's appearance.

The worm tail tied Harry Potter to a huge tombstone and pushed a huge stone cauldron under the tombstone. The cauldron seemed to be filled with water - Silver heard the sound of splashing. This cauldron was larger than all the crucibles that Silver had used. It could accommodate an adult sitting inside.

"You are honored, Silver, that you and your girlfriend will witness the greatest wizard ever, the ritual of resurrection of the powerful who defeated the death." Voldemort's sharp voice was filled with excitement and pride.

The liquid in the crucible seemed to be hot very quickly. The surface not only began to boil, but also sparks burst out, as if it was burning. The steam became thicker and thicker, and the figure of the tail of the insects who were watching the flames became blurred. Silver heard Voldemort's sharp and cold voice again.

"quick!"

Now the entire water surface is flashing with sparks, as if it is covered with diamonds.

"It's ready, master." said the insect tail.

"Now..." said the cold voice.

Crab walked to the cauldron and carefully put Voldemort in. With a hissing, it sank. Silver heard the slight sound of its soft body touching the bottom of the cauldron.

The insect tail was talking, and his voice trembled, as if he was so scared that he was confused. He raised his wand, closed his eyes, and said to the night sky: "Father's bones, donated by accident, can regenerate your son!"

The tomb cracked, and a small wisp of dust rose into the air at the call of the worm's tail and fell gently into the crucible. The diamond-like liquid cracked, hissing, sparks splashed, and the liquid turned bright red blue, and it was toxic at a glance.

The worm's tail was sobbing. He pulled out a long and thin, silver-shining dagger from his cloak. His voice suddenly turned into a sob of extreme fear: "The servant's flesh--voluntarily donated it, which can rebirth-your master."

He stretched out his right hand—the hand that lost one finger, then grabbed the dagger tightly with his left hand and waved it to his right hand.

The insect tail gasped in pain, followed by a disgusting plop, and his broken hand was thrown into the cauldron. Furong screamed and closed her glasses... The potion turned fiery red.

"The blood of the enemy... is forced to give... to resurrect your enemy..."

The insect tail cut the unconscious Harry's finger with a dagger, took a small amount of blood, and placed it in the crucible. The liquid in the crucible instantly turned silvery. The insect tail completed the task and knelt beside the crucible, tilted his body, slumped on the ground, holding his bleeding broken arm, gasping and sobbing.
Chapter completed!