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With Alaric's incantation, time came to a halt.
This was Alaric's invention, the "Time Stop Charm," which could temporarily freeze time, allowing only the caster to move.
Through a Time Turner and Alaric's own talents, he transformed this originally impossible charm into reality.
During the time stop, Alaric could almost do as he pleased, rendering even powerful wizards like Dumbledore or Voldemort powerless against him.
However, despite its power, this charm had its flaws.
The first flaw was its massive magical energy consumption.
For ordinary wizards, using this charm would drain them completely—if they could even master it.
Only Alaric, possessing magical power on a dragon's level, could withstand such consumption.
Still, even so, time stop could only be maintained for four or five seconds at most.
Of course, as Alaric continued to grow stronger and researched the charm further, this duration could be extended.
The second flaw was that during time stop, Alaric couldn't use magic; he could only cause physical effects on the outside world.
Setting up formations or rune magic could only be triggered after the time stop was lifted.
Of course, in a time-stopped state, objects with a certain density were virtually indestructible, meaning causing destructive consequences or killing someone during time stop was completely unrealistic.
Alaric could only, like Sakuya Izayoi or Dio Brando, use preset remote attacks to inflict harm after time resumed.
Now, Alaric had no intention of using time stop to kill.
Immediately after stopping time, he approached Harry and swiftly brought him and the two girls to Voldemort and the Death Eaters' location.
In addition, he casually placed a metallic sphere in front of Voldemort.
With his current skills, five seconds was enough.
Immediately afterward, the world returned to normal, and time flowed once more.
People's expressions began to change, spells continued to fly, and robes fluttered in the wind.
However, in the eyes of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Alaric, the two girls, and the "body" of Harry lying on the ground disappeared in an instant.
Their magic shattered a gravestone, leaving a mess on the ground, but their targets vanished without a trace.
Before they could find themselves, Alaric decisively brought the three to the "Portkey" that Voldemort and his Death Eaters had ignored—the Triwizard Cup.
Now was not the time to fight Voldemort; he wasn't ready yet.
The girls by his side weren't prepared either, and Voldemort's Horcruxes hadn't all been destroyed.
So, confronting them head-on now would only endanger the girls without any other benefits.
Even if Alaric could kill Voldemort, Voldemort wouldn't die permanently.
He would have to wait for Voldemort's revival and couldn't act against the Horcruxes—what if Voldemort found out and created some Horcruxes unknown to Alaric?
That would be a big problem.
Therefore, Alaric chose the wisest course for now.
Of course, as a recent return favor, the "little gift" he left behind would leave a lasting impression on Voldemort.
With a crack, Voldemort and the Death Eaters immediately noticed the disturbance nearby.
However, by the time they reacted, it was too late.
Alaric, with two others and a "corpse," under their gaze, grabbed the Cup and disappeared before them.
They stared dumbfounded at the cemetery ahead, seeming unable to believe what had just happened.
There was no one there, as if those few children had never appeared.
Was the appearance of Harry, Alaric, and those two girls just an illusion?
After a while, a Death Eater stepped forward.
"Should we go after them?" whispered Barty Crouch Jr.
"No, there's no need," Voldemort said gravely, shaking his head.
"It's been too long; Dumbledore probably already suspects our plans. Now isn't the time to deal with that old man."
He continued to ponder how Alaric managed to do what he did, what kind of magic he used to appear in another place with three people in an instant.
He racked his brains, considering every magic he knew, saw, or even heard rumors of, but still couldn't figure out what magic Alaric had used just now.
He couldn't have imagined that someone could invent a time-stopping magic.
This was already considered a great creation.
Voldemort was about to say something when he suddenly felt something heavy under his foot.
He looked down and saw a metallic sphere with a red dot flashing inside.
He suddenly felt uneasy, his intuition telling him this was something quite dangerous.
"Get away!" he shouted loudly, transforming into black smoke and drifting away.
The Death Eaters had no idea what was happening, but seeing their master's reaction, those with quick minds quickly followed suit.
However, a slow Death Eater lagged behind.
The next moment, the metallic sphere exploded violently.
Black flames expanded from the small sphere, instantly filling any space within a radius of seven to eight meters.
"It's Fiendfyre!" Voldemort exclaimed loudly.
Several unlucky Death Eaters were instantly engulfed by Fiendfyre, burning them to ashes.
Not only them, but everything within seven to eight meters was reduced to ashes, and the flames quickly spread in all directions.
Though some unlucky Death Eaters managed to escape in time, they accidentally got splashed with Fiendfyre, which immediately ignited on them like maggots on a carcass.
They struggled to put it out, rolling and flailing, but to no avail.
Soon, several Death Eaters died in the Fiendfyre, leaving behind only a handful of ashes.
It was then that Voldemort realized that the metallic sphere just now was a magical artifact left by Alaric.
He had long known that Alaric was a master alchemist.
Clearly, this was Alaric's retaliation against them.
"Damn Alaric! I will use the most terrible means to kill you!"
Voldemort's fierce roar echoed through the entire cemetery.
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