Vol 2 Chapter 387: The Dark Lord comes

　　 Death Eater McNeill looked sneaky, and saw him looking around while moving towards the left side of the crowd.
　　
　　 The temporary members of these misinformation offices on the beach headed by Dirk Creswell, their eyes were almost all focused on the huge footprints on the sand... No one noticed McNeill's movements.
　　
　　 "What is he doing?" Jon frowned slightly when he noticed McNeill's strangeness.
　　
　　After thinking for a moment, Jon reacted quickly...you must plan for the worst.
　　
　　 Disguised as "David Jolman", he walked towards a ruin on the other side of the beach casually. It looks like it used to be a bustling resort hotel, and then it became what it is now because of the destruction of Death Eaters and giants...
　　
　　 passed through piles of rubble and entered the ruins, far away from the sight of the companions
　　
　　 Jon raised his wand lightly and murmured: "Phantom Appearance ()!"
　　
　　 It was like breaking an egg, a cold thing appeared from the end of the wand, and his whole body was flowing... Jon's body was like a chameleon, slowly changing...
　　
　　 used an illusion spell expertly, and he instantly disappeared from the ruins, no matter what direction he could not be found.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 Jon in stealth, tiptoed out of the ruins.
　　
　　 The temporary members of the Misinformation Office are still checking those big footprints; as for Death Eater McNeill, he is trying to put down his sleeves; and he turned sideways so that no one could see his arms.
　　
　　 Jon glanced around, and the surrounding ground was full of sand... This also meant that even if he was in a state of invisibility, he could not easily go out; if not, the footprints on the ground would reveal his position.
　　
　　 Almost as soon as McNeil lowered his sleeves, black shadows suddenly appeared in the sky.
　　
　　The dark shadows gradually showed their prototypes...At least fifteen people who came from nowhere were hovering in the air. They formed a semicircular formation and surrounded the beach.
　　
　　 Several Muggles on the other side of the beach pointed to the sky. Mr. Amos-Digory had just used a Confusion Charm on them so that they could not notice the huge footprints on the beach.
　　
　　 But the dark shadow in the sky is obviously not as kind as Mr. Diggory.
　　
　　 Countless green lights shot in the direction of the Muggles, and then only screams were heard.
　　
　　 The employees of the Ministry of Magic on the beach woke up like a dream. They didn't realize that the Death Eaters were here until they saw a few Muggles die in front of them.
　　
　　 "Death Eater...hurry up!" Dirk Creswell roared, and at the same time he raised his wand to the sky.
　　
　　 But a red light fell from the sky, hitting his body...The wand in his hand took off and flew more than a dozen yards away. He was also stunned by the spell of the Death Eater.
　　
　　 "Ah..." Amos Diggory let out a scream of fear.
　　
　　 Then, Mr. Diggory's body turned into a phantom and floated to the sky... He tried to use Apparition to escape from here.
　　
　　 But doing this seems to be futile. There seems to be an invisible big net in the sky... Mr. Diggory just flew into the air and was given birth by the big net.
　　
　　 He fell heavily on the beach, but it was not soft sand, this one definitely made him fall hard.
　　
　　 At the same time, surrounded by two Death Eaters, a more terrifying figure appeared in front of them.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 A figure that makes people feel horrible in their hearts.
　　
　　 That tall and thin body looks like a skeleton; his red eyes are sweeping condescendingly, like a ghost in hell; and his deadly pale face looks like wax, weirdly twisted...
　　
　　 Voldemort, he was flying towards the ground like smoke in the wind.
　　
　　 Jon frowned slightly, but didn't feel much surprise...
　　
With the "experience" of the first resurrection, Voldemort’s resurrection is not difficult... Father’s bone, just send a Death Eater to Little Hangleton to steal a piece (Jon doubts Voldemort’s fear of death) , Most likely prepared in advance); the servant’s meat, there are so many Death Eaters serving Voldemort, whoever cuts a piece of meat will be done; as for the enemy’s blood, the magic world regards Voldemort as an enemy wizard, not a single There are also eight hundred thousand, which is simply the easiest thing... As long as there are Horcruxes, it is not difficult to recreate a body.
　　
　　 And if this "Giant Attack" is a trap for Voldemort and the Death Eaters against themselves, then Voldemort's personal presence here is not surprising.
　　
　　 Jon held his breath as much as possible, and at the same time used Occlumency to completely cut off the fluctuations in his brain... so as to prevent Voldemort from finding out his possibility.
　　
　　 Facing the staff of the Department of Fantastic Beast Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic, Voldemort was not in a hurry to kill them with the Killing Curse, but rather quickly transformed a green, translucent rope.
　　
　　 The rope quickly a dozen wizards and wizards together. In addition to playing a binding role, this green rope can also prevent them from using any means of transportation.
　　
　　 "Walton, good job!" Looking back ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Voldemort smiled at McNeill.
　　
　　 "Thank you for your compliment, master..." McNeill said with a humble expression.
　　
　　 "So... did you find that boy..." Voldemort needed to ask.
　　
　　 "Boy...that boy..." McNeill's tone instantly became stuttered: "I don't know, Master...but I can swear that he must be around here."
　　
　　 If Voldemort used to be, I am afraid that McNeill will definitely teach McNeil a lesson at this time.
　　
　　 But now, after thinking about it for a moment, there is still a smile on his face: "Very well, I understand...If he is around here, I will find him soon..."
　　
　　……
　　
　　 Jon didn't quite understand what Voldemort meant, and at the same time he was a little worried about whether Kingsley and Tonks would encounter danger...When dealing with members of the Order of the Phoenix, the Death Eaters tended to be more aggressive.
　　
　　 While holding his breath, closed his brain, not allowing himself to show his feet...
　　
　　 While he checked the time on his watch, he counted the time.
　　
　　 Less than fifty yards away from him, in Voldemort's yew wand, there have been a dozen green snakes...These snakes crawled in all directions and searched!
　　
　　 One of them is getting closer and closer to the ruins where Jon is.