Chapter 569 Big News

Maybe he had practiced it many times in private, maybe this is the value of the 120 graduates. Crouch Jr. quickly completed the preparation of the initial soup, and then threw the crown into the soup.

"Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can make your son reborn!" Old Riddle's bones were poured from the cloth bag into the pot, helping his son for the first time.

"Servant's flesh, donated voluntarily, can make your master reborn." Crouch Jr. took out a dagger, raised his hand and cut it, and burned his elbow. The severe pain made Crouch Jr. tremble, and there was a sign of getting rid of the Imperius Curse.

But Li Zhuoguang used a little force to make him calm again. Then, he looked at Harry, and the empty eyes made Harry frightened.

Li Zhuoguang patted his shoulder and pierced his fingertips before he could react. A few drops of blood were floated up by Li Zhuoguang and thrown into the pot.

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At this time, a white steam rose from the crucible, as if something was brewing inside. Li Zhuoguang waved his hand and released his control over Crouch Jr.

Crouch Jr. immediately fell to the side, but when he saw the completed ritual, he laughed hoarsely even when he was lying on the ground, not caring about his bleeding arm. Li Zhuoguang stopped the bleeding for him and immobilized him again.

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Li Zhuoguang summoned: "Kreacher!"

"I'm here, Master." The wrinkled Kreacher appeared beside Li Zhuoguang.

"Carry out the original plan."

"Yes, sir." Kreacher bowed to Li Zhuoguang and then disappeared.

But soon, crackling sounds rang out one after another around him. It was one house elf after another, but they didn't come by themselves. Each house-elf brought a wizard with him. After bringing someone here, they would teleport away to bring another person.

Li Zhuoguang explained to Harry, "I borrowed the house-elf from Hogwarts."

Harry looked up and found that many people had come, many of whom were older wizards. Harry felt familiar with them. Many of them seemed to have come during the special open day a few days ago.

The remaining slightly younger ones looked a little strange, but Harry still recognized Lucius Malfoy and the Weasleys.

Lucius was explaining something to a woman in extravagant clothes. Harry recognized at a glance that it was Rita Skeeter, the reporter of the Daily Prophet who had interviewed him before.

He had been interviewed before, and the other party had vowed that the content of their interview would be published in the newspaper, but Harry had not seen anything about him in the recent issues of the newspaper.

This time Skeeter didn't seem to come empty-handed. He was holding a huge camera in his hand. Harry had seen a similar camera at Colin's place, but the one in Skeeter's hand was even bigger.

Mr. Weasley walked towards Lucius. He was still wondering why Harry and Li Zhuoguang were taken away by Barty Crouch. But then, a house elf suddenly appeared and brought the couple here.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Lucius Malfoy. Combined with Malfoy's behavior of leaving halfway through the game, Mr. Weasley intuitively thought that Lucius was a dog that couldn't change its eating habits and had come up with some conspiracy.

But then he saw Rita Skeeter who was with Lucius, and he was a little uncertain again. Although because Skeeter had been publishing articles in the Daily Prophet that discredited Dumbledore for many years, the Weasley family hated her.

But it had to be admitted that the other party was really a reporter for the Daily Prophet. Even if the Death Eaters wanted to do something bad, how could they bring their own reporters? Do they have to expose themselves?

Mr. Weasley tried to make his tone a little friendlier: "Lucius, what's going on?"

Lucius pointed around: "At least two-thirds of the Wizengamot members are here, don't you understand?"

Mr. Weasley was slightly stunned: "Trial? Trial of whom?!"

Lucius pointed in the direction of the crucible: "Over there, I've put all my fortune on it. Come on, Arthur, get closer, the reason you're here is because you're representing Dumbledore to witness this."

"What? No... I didn't... I mean I can't represent the professor."

"It doesn't matter, you just need to tell the headmaster what you saw truthfully. After all, he has to stay in Hogwarts to maintain order, and he can't be invited in at will."

Soon everyone noticed the crucible in the middle of the venue that was emitting white steam, and also noticed the people next to the crucible.

"Oh my god, that's Crouch, he's injured and needs help."

"Wait, isn't that the head of the Lee family and Harry Potter? Why are they here too?"

Except for a few people who knew the situation and stood behind the crowd pretending to be calm, many people approached the crucible. Lucius patted Skeeter on the shoulder: "Drive over, no matter what you see later, you must record it as soon as possible."

Skeeter nodded firmly.

Originally, Skeeter was asked by the major shareholder to bring a camera this time, and she thought the major shareholder wanted her to collect black materials on a certain enemy. But as she was teleported over, Skeeter saw that many members of the Wizengamot were also here.

Immediately, her dog... reporter blood began to burn. She smelled the smell of big news. If it weren't for politeness, she would have squeezed through. Now that she had received the order from the major shareholder, she was like a mad dog out of a cage, holding a huge camera, and squeezed through the gap in the crowd to the front. Her finger was on the shutter, ready to take pictures at any time.

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After a while, a figure stood up from the crucible, and only a shadow could be seen through the white mist. The figure also felt that there were many people around him, but he himself could not see clearly. But he knew very well that he was resurrected by the servant.

He waved his hand to fan away the white mist and said, "Death Eaters, bring a robe to your master."

But as his voice fell, he only heard exclamations from the surroundings. As the white mist dissipated, the two sides met. Voldemort was still wondering when the Death Eaters began to age, and then he saw a few familiar faces in the crowd.

How could these be Death Eaters? ! Which foolish person is holding a resurrection ceremony in the Wizengamot? !

"Ah!!!"

Crackle, crackle! Accompanied by high-pitched screams, there are flashing white lights. Skeeter has realized who this pale, noseless naked man in front of her is.

So she screamed immediately after being frightened, but as a reporter, her instinctive reaction still made her keep pressing the shutter, and subconsciously gradually aimed the camera at Voldemort's lower three roads. Her subconscious told her that there would be big news there.

The flash woke Voldemort up. Even though he didn't have a wand in his hand, he naturally had the ability to cast spells without a wand. However, he had just resurrected and didn't plan to fight with dozens of Wizengamot members. He turned around and turned into a ball of black mist, preparing for a strategic retreat.

But before he took off, he was hit down by a red light and was hung upside down in the air in humiliation, showing his pale and skinny figure in full view.

"Ahem!" Li Zhuoguang cleared his throat, and everyone present looked at him.

"I roughly counted, and more than two-thirds of the Wizengamot members are here. Let's start the trial now. Voldemort, do you plead guilty?!"