Sequence Potions at Hogwarts

"It's coming up again, they're all going to notice, and now we see, how many of them have the guts to come back after feeling it?"

"How many people...would be stupid not to come?"

Voldemort finally turned his attention to Harry. "Harry, you're standing on top of my father's bones." His voice was hoarse, like a snake talking.

"He's a Muggle and a fool, and I killed him. But he's still useful, and you see how useful he's been after he's dead!"

Voldemort was very excited at this time, he was resurrected.And the biggest enemy is right in front of you, you can kill him just by stretching your fingers at will.

"Look at this house! My father lived here. My mother was a wizard, lived in this village, and fell in love with my Muggle father. But when she revealed who she was and was abandoned, he was scared, he didn't I like magic."

Voldemort was excitedly walking among the cemeteries, and suddenly he found that Cedric and the Goblet of Fire had disappeared.

"How could I have become so sentimental that I didn't even notice that the boy disappeared." Voldemort began to examine himself, but couldn't find any clues.

"Wormtail, you screwed up two things in a row! Two things!"

"You can't even do something as simple as killing a student, how should I punish you!"

"Master...please...have mercy..." Pettigrew Peter showed his severed hand to win sympathy.

"Mercy? Wormtail, who do you think I am?"

"Master, you are the greatest Dark Lord, you want to..."

"Enough, Wormtail, I've heard enough of your flattery, go find him and kill him. Do what you have to do."

after awhile.

The air was filled with rustling sounds, the movement of Apparition.Among the tombstones, behind the trees, in every dark place there was a presence.Wearing cloaks and masks, they gathered cautiously, unable to believe that the former master had returned.

Voldemort stood there silently.

The Death Eaters slowly knelt down, crawled up to Voldemort, and kissed the Dark Lord's hem.The person who finished the kiss stepped aside and stood up slowly.

As more and more people completed the ceremony, they formed a circle with Voldemort and Harry in the middle.

The circle is not complete, there are gaps in some places, like there should be people there.Voldemort didn't want to wait any longer, he would deal with those who didn't come.Those who cannot come, he will also solve.

"Welcome, Death Eaters." Voldemort's voice was cold. "Thirteen years... It's been thirteen years since our last meeting. I'm glad you answered my call today...We're still united under the Dark Mark! Right?"

No one answered.

"I smell guilt."

The surrounding people shivered.Everyone wanted to back off, but no one really dared to move.

"I saw that you were in good health, full of magic power, and quickly responded to my call. But I have a doubt, why didn't you come to help your master?" Voldemort's voice suddenly became terrifying: "Why didn't you come to help you swear forever Allegiance to the master?"

After a while, Voldemort calmed down: "I know the answer."

"You must think I'm doomed. You think the prophecy is right, I'm doomed. You run to my enemies and claim to be enchanted..."

"But I still can't figure it out, why don't you believe that I can make a comeback? Don't you know that I will not die? Haven't you seen that I am stronger than any wizard? Have you seen me defeat powerful enemies countless times?"

Voldemort looked around, then chuckled and said, "Perhaps you believe that there are more powerful wizards who can defeat me. Ah, is that man Albus Dumbledore?"

Hearing Dumbledore's name, the circle became agitated, some trembled, some chattered their teeth, and the most timid fell to the ground and shrank.

Suddenly one of them fell at Voldemort's feet and screamed: "Master, forgive me, forgive us."

"Forgive?" Voldemort sneered, raising his wand.

[Drilling Carpal Bone]

The man fell to the ground writhing in pain, howling.Gradually his robe fell off and his mask was crooked, revealing half of a familiar face.

Severus Snape! (In the original book, there is a man named Every)

Voldemort raised his wand. "Get up, I won't forgive you, thirteen long years... You have to pay your debts before I can forgive you. Wormtail has paid some debts, hasn't Wormtail?"

Peter Pettigrew, who had been pretending to be looking for someone outside, ran back immediately and knelt down in front of Voldemort.

"You came back to me not out of loyalty, but out of fear!"

"Yes, Master." Pettigrew Peter moaned, "Please, Master, please..."

"But you helped me gain a body. Although you are a traitor, you helped me. Voldemort will not treat those who help him badly."

After speaking, Voldemort stretched out his hand, and a piece of flesh fell from the palm of his hand and floated onto Pettigrew Peter's severed hand, slowly wriggling and growing into a new hand.

Pettigrew Peter moved a little, just like before he cut it off, it felt like it was his hand.

"My lord, thank you." Pettigrew Peter threw himself at Voldemort's feet excitedly, kissing the robe.

"I hope your loyalty is not wavering, Wormtail," Voldemort said calmly.

"No, my master, never..."

Snape stared wide-eyed at Pettigrew's hand, magic he'd never seen before.

Pettigrew Peter's hand has been sacrificed to Voldemort, not only flesh and blood, but also a part of the soul.

Normally, any magic can't restore that hand, even if the hand is regrown, it won't work if the hand is damaged in the soul.And pretending to be a prosthetic hand requires extremely superb magic skills, otherwise it will be the same as the regrown hand and cannot be used.

This is the reason why Pettigrew Peter has been begging Voldemort, but not treating himself.His magic skills are too poor, if he makes a novice by himself, he will really be disabled for a lifetime.

In fact, the wizards standing here still have a few well-made magic hands. The problem lies in flexibility.They also believed that Voldemort made a better magic hand than all of them.But now Voldemort gave Wormtail a hand made of flesh and blood, a hand that was as flexible as the original, somewhat beyond all of their expectations.

This means that in the past 13 years, Voldemort's strength has not only not regressed, but is still improving.

Voldemort was very satisfied with this situation, and he gave both kindness and majesty.Those who could come were undoubtedly not loyal enough. They flirted with trickery to escape punishment. Those who were truly loyal to him were locked in Azkaban, and it was impossible for them to come.Those who come need to be deterred, and the Cruciatus Curse and rewarding Wormtail are all means to make them submit.

The next step is to kill Harry in front of them and show them that Voldemort is invincible!