Little Hangleton Church graveyard.
This place was now completely desolate, with moss-covered stone coffins scattered among the overgrown graves.
Even though it wasn't completely dark yet, the entire graveyard was shrouded in mist, making it feel somewhat eerie.
Severus Snape, his face somewhat pale, stood before a large cauldron, tossing in some unidentifiable ingredients.
"Are you sure you can do this?"
"Yes, Professor Severus, please hurry."
Yang Tao sat on Peter Pettigrew, who, after a year, had not only not lost weight but had even grown rounder.
It seemed his mind was a bit off; he was now just lying on the ground, drooling, unable to utter a single word.
It was unclear if this was due to Snape's violent use of Legilimency on Peter Pettigrew.
Snape gave Yang Tao a deep look, then tossed the notebook from a nearby table into the alchemical cauldron.
"Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"
Snape waved his wand, and from the uncovered grave beneath an angel statue holding a scythe nearby, a bone flew out and fell into the boiling water.
"Flesh of the servant, willingly given, you will revive your master!"
Peter Pettigrew's corpulent body flew next to Snape; he didn't hesitate, directly severing Peter Pettigrew's arm, then mercilessly pushing the now useless Peter Pettigrew aside.
"Blood of the enemy, forcibly taken, you will resurrect your foe!"
Snape's expression softened as he looked at Harry beside him and said, "Harry…"
Harry nodded slightly, stepped forward, and extended a sharp Hidden Blade, drawing it across his finger.
It didn't break the skin…
The Hidden Blade was made by Dr. Agasa, and it was just ordinary alloy, which was already somewhat insufficient for the current Harry.
Seeing this, Yang Tao stepped forward.
He took out a brand new Sanhua from his backpack, disengaged its data-mode, and drew it across Harry's finger.
Crimson blood flowed from Harry's finger, dripping into the large cauldron.
The moment the blood merged with the water, the liquid in the alchemical cauldron changed from milky white to a blood-like red.
The blood-like liquid began to spin rapidly; Yang Tao hugged Harry and retreated a distance, his gaze fixed on the alchemical cauldron.
The mist permeating the graveyard was also affected at this moment.
Suddenly, a ball of flame appeared, instantly engulfing the alchemical cauldron where Voldemort was resurrecting.
A powerful force suddenly dispersed, clearing the surrounding mist, and a human-shaped embryo floated in mid-air, growing at an incredible speed.
In just over ten seconds, a person very familiar to Yang Tao appeared at the location of the alchemical cauldron.
Voldemort.
Voldemort, without a nose.
His soul had been cursed, and even the parts of his soul scattered in the Horcruxes would be similarly affected.
Voldemort heard the sound and looked at Harry Potter: "Harry Potter, we meet again…"
He walked towards Harry step by step, completely disregarding Yang Tao behind Harry, and his gaze swept over Snape, who stood there with an uncertain expression, saying:
"I never thought that it would be you, Severus Snape, who would ultimately resurrect me. I once believed you had betrayed me."
Yang Tao looked at Voldemort's self-assured demeanor and couldn't understand where his confidence came from.
He gently patted Harry's shoulder and said, "Harry, go on, but take it easy; don't kill him."
As for Voldemort not having a wand…
What did that have to do with him?
Harry nodded slightly at the words, his body instantly vanishing from his original spot, reappearing next to Voldemort the next moment, raising his foot and heavily kicking Voldemort's body.
Soru, one of the Rokushiki.
Very effective.
Then a wand appeared out of thin air in Harry's hand; before Voldemort could land, a white light flew from the tip of the wand, accurately striking Voldemort's body.
Bang…
A sound like a stone hitting grass echoed.
Yang Tao: "???"
The Dark Lord without a wand is just this?
Looking at Voldemort, who was knocked to the ground by Harry's Petrificus Totalus, Yang Tao felt it was somewhat unreal.
Yet, he didn't consider what abnormal things he had taught Harry at all.
"Severus, was Voldemort like this back then?"
Severus Snape could not believe what was happening before his eyes at this moment; everything happened too quickly, from the moment Yang Tao finished speaking to Voldemort falling to the ground, not even a second passed.
Although the newly resurrected Voldemort didn't have a wand, still…
Looking at Snape, who stood stunned and silent, Yang Tao shook his head slightly and walked towards Voldemort's body.
Voldemort, who had been pale, was now covered in a stony gray, like a sculpture.
He reached out and patted Voldemort's cheek, and a thudding sound echoed.
"Harry, do you want to try Voldemort with a wand?"
"Sir, I… I want to avenge my parents."
Yang Tao heard this and looked at Harry beside him, only to see Harry's eyes were a bit red at the moment, with a mixture of memory and anger intertwined in his gaze.
He reached out and pulled Harry into his embrace, gently patting his back to comfort him: "Harry, the hatred of a parricide is irreconcilable…"
"But not now, I need him to gather those Death Eaters who are waiting for his return, to eliminate future troubles once and for all."
If Yang Tao were to persuade Harry to let go of such a deep-seated hatred, he would have to wear a lightning rod when he went out, lest he be struck dead.
"Wait for me a moment…"
Saying this, Yang Tao summoned a wooden door, and in just a few minutes, when he returned, Blue Bird was already perched on his shoulder.
Yang Tao, who had originally wanted to have a cricket fight, dismissed the idea upon seeing Harry's current state.
He pointed at Voldemort on the ground and said to Blue Bird, "He's all yours. Take complete control of him. Be careful; his mental strength might be somewhat strong."
Although it was a remnant soul, only a ghost knew if Voldemort would have any strange abilities.
Not to mention anything else, Occlumency was definitely something he possessed.
Blue Bird landed on Voldemort's bald head, slipped, and almost lost its footing.
"He's really ugly!"
As its words fell, a white light appeared on its body, different from the white light it had released during the attack in Jerry Hall; this time, the white light appeared much softer.
After waiting for about seven or eight seconds, Jerry flapped its wings and returned to Yang Tao's shoulder.
"Master, it's done."
Yang Tao looked at Blue Bird, and he once again felt Jerry's abnormality; if it weren't for his pure mental immunity, he might have already become one of those praying in Jerry Hall.
"Well done, Harry. Undo the Petrificus Totalus."
Harry stepped forward and raised his wand, preparing to use Finite Incantatem, but Snape immediately shouted, "Wait…"
"We should kill him now. He's simply too dangerous."
Harry looked at Snape and calmly said, "Professor Snape, I trust Mr. Yang's decision."
He raised his wand and aimed it at Voldemort.
"Finite Incantatem!"
A white beam of light flew into Voldemort's body, and the effect of the Petrificus Totalus dissolved as quickly as snowflakes under a scorching sun.