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Chapter 709: Brothers Wands

Sirius’s arm was bleeding. It was an injury left from fighting Barty Crouch Jr.

But he didn’t care. He didn’t even bandage it. He came and pulled up Evan and Harry, who were lying on the floor.

“I’m fine, Sirius! But Voldemort is back and he got his body back!” Seeing Dumbledore and Sirius, Harry said hurriedly, “He made some kind of potion with his father’s bone, his servant’s flesh and my blood…”  

Before Harry had finished speaking, he heard Barty Crouch Jr., who was tied up, burst into a wild laugh.

“The Dark Lord is back. You are all going to die. I succeeded. I brought Harry Potter to him. I will be honored beyond all other Death Eaters. I will be his dearest, his closest supporter… closer than a son…”

“Shut up!” Sirius growled, punching Barty Crouch Jr. He fell to the ground, the blood on his nose and mouth kept flowing, but he was still laughing wildly. That guy was mad!

Snape looked at Barty Crouch Jr. in disgust, and waved his wand hard, and the Death Eater couldn’t make a sound.

“I, Harry, and Cedric were taken by the Portkey, and Voldemort was resurrected with Harry’s blood!” said Evan briefly, looking into Dumbledore’s eyes. “Then he called the Death Eaters and we had a fight.”

“You had a fight?!” said Snape skeptical, “with the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters?”

“To be precise, Harry was dueling with Voldemort. I was responsible for solving the remaining Death Eaters and the great snake called Nagini, but it was just an ordinary snake, not what I expected,” said Evan, knowing that Dumbledore could understand.

He had thought Nagini would be a Horcrux, but she wasn’t. Voldemort hadn’t yet made her into a Horcrux.

That was not good news, which meant that Voldemort had probably made a Horcrux unknown to Evan.

After the vampires and the evil god, new changes had taken place, making it more difficult to eliminate Voldemort.

“I had a duel with Voldemort, but I just used the Disarming Charm!” Harry explained, noting that everyone was looking at him in disbelief. “My wand was connected to his, and there was a lot of gold light … and…”

He explained the detailed process of the duel, something that Evan didn’t know.

The images created when his wand was connected with Voldemort’s and the things that emerged from Voldemort’s wand in the cage of gold light were flooding into his mind like a tide. Harry could see Bertha Jorkins, the two wizards, his mother and his father emerging from the wand…

When he finished speaking, there was a silence in the office.

Hearing about Lily’s ghost, even Snape was a little distracted.

“James and Lily … the wands connected?” said Sirius, looking at Dumbledore. “Why?”

“Priori Incantatem,” Dumbledore muttered.

He pulled out his wand, and Barty Crouch Jr., struggling on the ground, suddenly fell silent, as though he were asleep. His body floated slowly and steadily landed on an empty chair.

Dumbledore turned around, his eyes gazing into Harry’s, and an invisible understanding shot between them.

Then he looked at Evan, who was sitting beside him, with a very pleased expression.

“Priori Incantatem?” Sirius demanded swiftly. “Could you get the Reverse Spell effect?”

“Exactly!” said Dumbledore softly. “Harry’s wand and Voldemort’s wand share cores. Each of them contains a feather from the tail of the same phoenix. It’s Fawkes, in fact!”

“My wand’s feather came from Fawkes?” Harry said, amazed.

“Yes,” said Dumbledore. “Mr. Ollivander wrote to tell me you had bought the second wand, the moment you left his shop four years ago.”

“So what happens when a wand meets its brother?” said Sirius.

“Obviously, they will not work properly against each other,” Dumbledore explained patiently, “If, however, the owners of the wands force the wands to do battle… a very rare effect will take place. One of the wands will force the other to regurgitate spells it has performed, in reverse. The most recent first, then the previous ones… Harry saw Voldemort’s victims…”

“My parents talked to me then… did they come back to life?” Harry asked quickly, “like ghosts!”

“I don’t think so. No spell can reawaken the dead,” said Dumbledore heavily. “All that would have happened is a kind of reverse echo. I believe Harry saw only shadows of the living James and Lily… an echo which retained James and Lily’s appearances and characters, as victims of Voldemort’s wand.” 

There was another moment of silence. Sirius’s grip on Evan and Harry’ shoulders was tight, his body was shaking slightly.

Snape’s face was also extremely gloomy, and he had been looking at the broken mirror on the wall, immersed in thought.

Evan was looking at Barty Crouch Jr., who was sitting opposite, and wondering what magic Dumbledore had just used. The guy was obviously not in a coma, but he wasn’t aware at all, and sat there in a daze.

“The last murders the wand performed,” Dumbledore continued. “They flash in reverse order. More would have appeared, of course, had Harry maintained the connection. These echoes, these shadows… what did they do? ”

Harry described how the figures that had emerged from the wand had prowled the edges of the golden web, how Voldemort had seemed to fear them, and how the shadows of his father and mother told him what to do, and how he and Evan returned to Hogwarts with the Portkey.

When Harry finished speaking, Dumbledore, Sirius, and Snape turned their eyes to Evan.

“I don’t have much to say. When Harry was holding Voldemort back, I tried to save my life by using the magic I had prepared in advance… I did not confront the Death Eaters directly…” Evan paused and added, “I Killed the snake before coming back!”

Dumbledore knew exactly what was going on. Evan didn’t have to spread his use of Dark magic everywhere.

Besides, these were not things to make a fuss about. After Voldemort came to his senses, Evan’s magic was cracked almost instantly.

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