“Bone of the father, unknowingly given. You will renew your son!” Wormtail sends it into the cauldron. Slicing off his right hand and dropping it into the cauldron, he continues haltingly, “Flesh — of the servant — w-willingly given — you will revive — your master.” In pain and weeping, he slits Harry’s arm with the knife and collects blood in a vial. As it drips into the cauldron, he chants, “B-blood of the enemy… forcibly taken… you will… resurrect your foe.” 💀
I was 11 when I read the Goblet of Fire and this was the pivotal moment in the books where the tone shifted, with the stakes getting higher.
This chapter still lies vivid in my memory, and I had a blast putting 75965 The Rise of Voldemort together, reliving the moment where the Dark Lord rises again in #lego form.
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