The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

Finally, Voldemort finished training his men and began to deal with Harry Potter.

At this time, Hermione and Fleur finally thought of what Ye Ting said before.

"You just said you wanted that person to kill Harry." Hermione looked at Ye Ting in confusion, "Why is that?"

Fleur also cast a curious look at the right time.

They didn't feel that Ye Ting had any grudge against Harry - although Harry did like one of Ye Ting's girlfriends, Zhang Qiu, they had never been interested in Ye Ting at all for such an opponent who had no threat to his ability.

They felt that Ye Ting must have a deeper reason.

So, Ye Ting finally began to answer their questions.

"Do you know about Horcruxes?" he asked.

Fleur shook her head blankly, but Hermione tried hard to remember.

"I remember...I saw this word in an introduction to black magic in the forbidden book area." Hermione frowned slightly and said while thinking: "The book said that this is... ...This is something very evil, very evil, an object that contains part of a person's soul."

"But how can a person's soul be hidden in an object?" Furong pointed out doubtfully, is it similar to turning into a Ghost? "

"No, not Ghost." Hermione shook her head, "A Horcrux means that you split your soul and hide part of it in an object outside your body...and then... Then

"Then, even if your body is attacked or destroyed, you will not die because there is still a part of your soul that remains undamaged in the world." Ye Ting added.

Fleur cast admiring glances at the two of them. She had to admit that compared to the two knowledgeable people in front of her, she, Booth Barton's best student, was still far behind.

"However, few people think like that, very few. It would be more pleasant to die." Ye Ting sighed and shook his head, "Do you still remember the Dark Lord on the back of Professor Quirrell's head in the first grade? And what you just saw That baby thing, believe me, no one wants to be in that state except that lunatic."

"You mean, Voldemort survived and was resurrected by splitting his soul and making Horcruxes?" The two girls suddenly realized.

"In other words, that diary is one of the Horcruxes!" Hermione suddenly realized.

"Yes." Ye Ting nodded.

In fact, this is Voldemort's biggest secret. Apart from Ye Ting, only Dumbledore knew it in the past.

Because Horcruxes are the basis for Voldemort's survival. Once someone knows this secret, he will do his best to eliminate all insiders. For safety reasons, Dumbledore did not disclose this news to anyone.

At the moment, a few more people know about this matter.

"So, is there any connection between Horcruxes and letting Voldemort kill Harry?" The two girls still didn't understand.

"Be patient." Ye Ting continued to explain, "You must understand that the soul should remain intact. Splitting it is a violation and unnatural. And through evil behavior - the most evil behavior, through murder It will split the soul, and the necromancer who wants to create a Horcrux will use this destruction to seal the split soul fragments. 17

But the girls still didn't understand what this had to do with Harry.

"Do you know?" Ye Ting continued to remind, "The Dark Lord is the heir of Slytherin, but Harry is also a Parseltongue. Moreover, he often dreams about the Dark Lord, and his lightning scar will be caused by the Dark Lord's Power and pain... The Dark Lord originally died from the death curse that was rebounded by Harry.

"Could it be that... Harry is also the Dark Lord's Horcrux!?" Hermione suddenly made a bold hypothesis, "The Dark Lord's soul fragment is with Harry, so... so... He has the Parseltongue of the Dark Lord, and has a certain continuity with the Dark Lord."

"Guessed it right." Ye Ting snapped his fingers.

"So, you want the Dark Lord to kill Harry, which means he destroyed one of his Horcruxes with his own hands." With Ye Ting's approval, Hermione's analysis became smoother, "Even...because of the soul fragments existence, Harry will not really die. After all, you said that the Killing Curse... the Killing Curse acts directly on the soul! With the Dark Lord's soul fragment as a shield, Harry will survive!"

"That's right," Ye Ting nodded and added, "In addition, Harry's mother's protective magic for Harry will actually continue until he reaches adulthood - as long as he regards the home of one of his mother's blood relatives as his own Home - Before this protection magic expires, the Dark Lord's killing curse will not harm Harry. However, last year I managed to get Sirius Bu Yi to be exonerated. Although Dumbledore tried his best to stop it, in the end, with my push, Harry has moved into his godfather's home, which means that the protective magic has failed and Voldemort can really hurt Harry."

Now, everything was clear. The two girls instantly looked at Ye Ting with eyes full of awe and admiration. The man in front of them simply had no plans. He had started planning for this a year ago, although they did not They understood how Ye Ting calculated today's situation, but they knew that Voldemort would obviously suffer the consequences today: he would become one of his murderers.

If Voldemort knew all this, Shi Zaiquan would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

This time, they looked at Voldemort much more relaxed.

Now, surrounded by Death Eaters, Voldemort began to play a cat-and-mouse game.

"I think you have seen how foolish it is to think that this boy is stronger than me," said Voldemort, "but I want to clear up all misunderstandings in everyone's minds. It was a pure luck that Harry Potter escaped from my hands." Now I'm going to kill him to prove my strength, right here in front of you at the moment, without Dumbledore to protect him or his mother to make the sacrifice for him. I will give him Chances are, he can fight me, so you have no doubt who is more powerful. Put him down, Wormtail, and give him his wand back."

Peter approached Harry, who struggled to reach the ground with his feet to brace himself before the ropes were untied. Wormtail raised his newly attached silver hand, pulled out the rag stuffed in Harry's mouth, then with a wave of his hand, cut the rope that tied Harry to the tombstone, and roughly thrust Harry's wand into his hand.

"..Have you learned dueling, Harry Potter?" Voldemort asked softly, his red eyes shining in the darkness.

After hearing this, Harry remembered that he had joined a short-term dueling club two years ago. It seemed like a lifetime ago... where he only learned the disarming spell "Expelliarmus"... ........But even if he could take away Voldemort's wand, what's the use?

He was surrounded by Death Eaters, who outnumbered him at least thirty to one. (Nonuo Zhao) He hasn't learned anything that is useful here. Voldemort was right, this time there was no mother to fight to save him...he was completely unprotected.

"Let us bow to each other, Harry," Voldemort said and bowed, but his snake face kept looking at Harry, "Come on, etiquette must be observed... Dumbledore must hope that you behave Very personable... Bow to the Death God, Harry..."

The Death Eaters laughed again. Voldemort's lipless mouth smiled. Harry didn't bend, he wouldn't let Voldemort play with him before killing him...he wouldn't let him succeed

"I said, bow." Voldemort raised his wand - Harry felt his spine bend, as if an invisible hand was ruthlessly pressing his back forward.

The disciples laughed even harder.

"Very well," Voldemort said softly, raising his wand, and the pressure on Harry's back disappeared, "Now you look at me like a man... with your head held high, just like you did when your father died. ………”

"Now————we duel."