Snape must have a problem.

Batty Crouch's eyes were involuntarily twisting, and while following Snape, he began to think of some messy things in his mind.

Barty Crouch Jr. wanted to ask something, but Snape's expression was very serious, which forced him to temporarily let go of this idea.

Anyway...

I'll find out soon.

As the explosion in the basement outside stopped, Snape slowly pushed open the round iron door of the safe house. He felt an inexplicable resistance outside the door?

This kind of power is simply not worth mentioning to him!

Snape pushed open the round iron door directly, but heard a dull sound, as if someone had hit the ground when he pushed the door...

"hiss…"

A painful moan came out.

The moment the basement exploded, the dark demon king had been relying on the iron gate, desperately using his magic power to release his magic shield to avoid being affected.

but…

I don’t know which bastard was the trap set up, but the entire basement was filled with Muggle bombs. This is not a killing person, but a use to destroy corpses!

The little dwarf Peter died without a complete corpse, his body was blown away and flew everywhere. There was even a finger and some gravels falling beside Voldemort!

fortunately…

Voldemort's power is not bad.

However, even so, the image of this Dark King is very ugly and ugly at this moment!

Voldemort had at least a dozen shrapnel pieces on his body, and blood flowed out directly. His whole body was completely covered with blood, and deep shrapnel were stuck in the position of his heart. Other internal organs had already been shattered by the shock wave in the explosion!

Now he didn't even care about his appearance. Several wounds were exposed on his originally smooth forehead. I don't know what kind of scratches or cuts he had...

At once…

Very miserable.

It looks very miserable.

This Dark King has never had such a miserable time!

Voldemort has always looked down on Muggle, but he also knows that Muggle's weapons are very dangerous, but this is also the first time he has truly accepted the threat of Muggle's weapons!

This is too dangerous!

Compared with these words, Voldemort felt even more troublesome was that in order to protect himself, the power in his body had already been exhausted...

Otherwise...

Maybe he can still use black magic to heal himself now.

The reason why this Dark King survived was because his body had been transformed and he could barely maintain a life-and-death situation...

If there is no magical rescue...

Voldemort could only lie here in such pain forever...

certainly.

Will anyone save him?

Snape, the bastard, will definitely stand and watch him die here!

This is indeed the case.

"I thought you were dead..."

When Snape walked out of the safe house, he saw Voldemort, his eyes shrank slightly, and he actually praised: "I am really a dark demon king. If you step into this trap, you can survive..."

"you…"

Voldemort gritted his teeth and squirted out a mouthful of internal organs!

This bastard!

Just now, this bastard was pushing the door. He wanted to lean on the iron gate to rest for a while, but was pushed to the ground by the bastard Snape!

"You can only do this kind of trick..."

Voldemort spitted a few mouthfuls of internal organs and could even curse: "Snape, you will never dare to face my magic, you will always... be able to live in my nightmare!"

"I remember you lost to me..."

Snape raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little confused: "Who is the person I hung on the wall just now? Did I remember it wrong?"

"you…"

Voldemort spitted out two mouthfuls of blood and quibbled in a deep voice: "This time I was careless... Wait until we see each other again..."

"Your Horcrux is in my hands..."

Snape calmly explained the established fact: "If you still want to be resurrected, it is better not to be like this..."

"you!"

Blood flowed from the corner of Voldemort's mouth...

Just say a word and you will spit a mouthful of blood. This scene cannot make people feel even more desolate. This is really miserable. Even Snape can't stand it anymore...

"Okay, stop talking, you're already vomiting blood."

Snape shook his head and frowned slightly, as if he couldn't bear to see Voldemort so miserable.

"you!"

Voldemort opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood!

This bastard!

He dared to mock him like this!

Why does he vomit blood now? Snape, a bastard, can't reflect on it?

Snape seemed to shook his head helplessly, slowly moved away from his position, revealing the young man following him, and said coldly: "Even for you, life should be precious. Don't waste your life. If you have any last words, I suggest you tell your subordinates..."

“…”

Barty Crouch Jr. slowly walked out.

When Batty Crouch Jr. really saw Voldemort, his eyes were wide open and he stared at the dark demon king who was lying on the ground in a mess!

"Owner?"

Barty Crouch Jr. simply couldn't recognize Voldemort's appearance!

Because he had never seen his master as embarrassed as he was at this moment. When would this devil king, who had always been like his real father, have passed so miserably?

His master...

Always so elegant and proud...

Like a god standing on the mountains...

Now.

But his master seemed to have fallen into the quagmire...

"Owner…"

Batty Crouch, little, knelt near Voldemort's side almost carelessly, and shed tears in pain as if she was guarding Voldemort's corpse: "Master...how could it be like this...Master..."

“Batty…”

Voldemort's eyes rarely became a little gentle. He even gently stroked Little Barty with his right hand that could barely move.

Unfortunately...

This action caused bleeding from the corners of his mouth...

"Don't talk!"

Batty Crouch quickly comforted Voldemort, turned around and called out loudly to his own house elf: "Shirt! Come quickly..."

When he turned around, he saw Snape's cold gaze, which forced Batty to swallow his words in fear.

This guy...

He will never be allowed to heal his master!

As Barty Crouch Jr. expected, Snape raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Stop tossing him, let him go quietly..."

“…”

You fucking!

Whether it was Barty Crouch or Voldemort, Snape was scolded from the beginning to the point of his heart. Is this a fucking trouble? There is a very likely chance that the wizard's methods can be saved!

"Don't be sad."

Snape looked at Batty Crouch, then looked at Voldemort lying on the ground, and continued softly: "Although he will die in front of us soon, he will be resurrected sooner or later, and we will meet again soon..."
To be continued...