Chapter 1593

"It's you!"

Dumbledore and Harry said they were going to fight Voldemort, but before they could even move, Snape had already come face-to-face with Voldemort.

Voldemort turned his head.

"Severus, it seems you've come to this place too. I heard he seems to have your bloodline, so you should take him first, don't lose him!"

He stepped aside, revealing Darren behind him.

Darren stood there, pretending to have no expression.

This made Snape look vigilant.

"What did you do to him?"

He pulled Darren over.

Voldemort's expression was a bit unpleasant.

But he still said mockingly, "How would I know what I did to him? And I don't know why Dumbledore, knowing he was just a bloodline container, would let him go to his death!

Then again, letting him die at my hands really could increase their chances of winning!"

Voldemort said indignantly.

He looked extremely angry.

He seemed to feel disgusted just thinking about it. Darren wanted to laugh a little.

But he held it in.

Dumbledore probably also felt Voldemort's idea was problematic; he finally walked out from the side with Harry.

"Tom, you're wronging me by saying that. Darren just hates your bloodline too much. You should think about why you make him hate you so much?"

"It's you, Dumbledore, you're dead too!"

Voldemort saw Dumbledore.

A look of schadenfreude appeared on his face.

"Strange, you're dead, yet you have more emotions. Sure enough, an incomplete soul has a great impact on you."

Dumbledore laughed.

Voldemort glared at him.

Then, thinking that everyone was already dead, he calmed down.

Then he fixed his gaze on Harry.

This was a surprise.

He didn't expect that he hadn't killed Harry, yet Harry had died on his own.

"Who killed you? Bellatrix? Lucius? Greyback?"

Voldemort asked curiously.

Harry didn't speak.

He looked at Dumbledore hesitantly. He didn't know how he should answer.

Dumbledore laughed.

He didn't explain this question, but instead curiously sized up Voldemort.

Then he became surprised.

"After death, the soul really becomes complete?"

Voldemort's face turned cold.

He cursed angrily, "Insidious, Dumbledore, you faked your death to let them destroy my Horcruxes. Do you want me to die that much?"

"Sorry, Tom, if the wizards killed by you and your subordinates could come back to life, I wouldn't have made such a decision.

After all, watching my own bloodline suffer so much, enduring all kinds of terrifying injuries, and I couldn't intervene.

This kind of pain, Tom, you should understand better, right?"

Dumbledore's appearance at this moment didn't look like a murderer who had just killed Voldemort, but rather like a nanny discussing parenting with Voldemort.

This made Voldemort both angry and furious.

He blurted out subconsciously, "Indeed, this stupid child, I never understood why he wanted to get involved in these things?

Haven't I given him enough over these years? I never yelled at him once, and yet look at him!

After he learned he had my bloodline, he actually did such a thing. If he weren't acting like a little fool right now, I would definitely kill him!"

Voldemort made threats.

But seeing how he had been pulling Darren to find a way the moment he woke up, as if he were afraid Darren would get lost, it was really impossible to take his words as his true feelings.

Dumbledore laughed.

"Oh, Tom, I think you should know the reason Darren did such things.

For so many years, you never announced that he had your bloodline. Was it really because you were wary of me?"

Dumbledore mocked.

Voldemort's face froze.

"Yes, I was always worried he couldn't accept this fact, so I never told him.

I didn't expect that in a moment of inattention, who knew he would be killed by me...

Originally, before being killed by you, I was thinking that I still had his blood left, so even if he really died, I could resurrect him.

I didn't expect... Forget it, since everyone is dead together, let's find the way quickly. This unknown path is indeed challenging. Perhaps, Dumbledore, I will truly defeat you!"

Voldemort sneered.

Then he looked at Snape and said, "Let's go, we'll find the way, no need to waste time with them!"

Snape stood still.

He was holding Darren.

Voldemort stood in front of him.

He showed a mocking smile, "Snape, you wouldn't be planning to betray me just because I killed you, would you?"

"I'm sorry, he has always been serving us!"

Dumbledore said softly.

He pulled Harry closer to Snape.

They seemed to be meeting up with Snape.

Voldemort watched their movements, and finally, he guessed it.

"You're not dead?"

His tone made it impossible to tell what kind of emotion it was.

"Yes, this is the space of the Resurrection Stone. This is the foundation for resurrection I prepared for Darren. If he really died, his soul would be trapped inside, waiting for my rescue.

And you, for some reason, appeared here. Perhaps it's because Darren took away your soul fragment?"

Dumbledore said softly. Voldemort stood blankly in place.

For a long time.

He took a step forward.

Harry hurriedly blocked Darren.

He was worried Voldemort wouldn't let Darren leave.

Voldemort scoffed.

He didn't continue forward, but instead said softly, "If he can come back to life, let him excise my bloodline."