Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire



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[ @miltonbooks ] Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Let it drown,
Harry thought, his scar burning almost past endurance, 
please… let it drown…


Wormtail was speaking. His voice shook; he seemed frightened beyond his wits. He raised his 
wand, closed his eyes, and spoke to the night. 
“Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!” 
The surface of the grave at Harry’s feet cracked. Horrified, Harry watched as a fine trickle of 
dust rose into the air at Wormtail’s command and fell softly into the cauldron. The diamond 
surface of the water broke and hissed; it sent sparks in all directions and turned a vivid, 
poisonous-looking blue. 
And now Wormtail was whimpering. He pulled a long, thin, shining silver dagger from inside his 
cloak. His voice broke into petrified sobs. 
“Flesh - of the servant - w-willingly given - you will - revive - your master.” 
He stretched his right hand out in front of him - the hand with the missing finger. He gripped the 
dagger very tightly in his left hand and swung it upward. 
Harry realized what Wormtail was about to do a second before it happened – he closed his eyes 
as tightly as he could, but he could not block the scream that pierced the night, that went through 
Harry as though he had been stabbed with the dagger too. He heard something fall to the ground, 
heard Wormtail’s anguished panting, then a sickening splash, as something was dropped into the 
cauldron. 
Harry couldn’t stand to look… but the potion had turned a burning red; the light of it shone 
through Harry’s closed eyelids…
Wormtail was gasping and moaning with agony. Not until Harry felt Wormtail’s anguished 
breath on his face did he realize that Wormtail was right in front of him.
“B-blood of the enemy… forcibly taken… you will… resurrect your foe.” 
Harry could do nothing to prevent it, he was tied too tightly… Squinting down, struggling 
hopelessly at the ropes binding him, he saw the shining silver dagger shaking in Wormtails 
remaining hand. He felt its point penetrate the crook of his right arm and blood seeping down the 
sleeve of his torn robes. Wormtail, still panting with pain, rumbled in his pocket for a glass vial 
and held it to Harry’s cut, so that a dribble of blood fell into it. 
He staggered back to the cauldron with Harrys blood. He poured it inside. The liquid within 
turned, instantly, a blinding white. Wormtail, his job done, dropped to his knees beside the 
cauldron, then slumped sideways and lay on the ground, cradling the bleeding stump of his arm, 
gasping and sobbing. 
The cauldron was simmering, sending its diamond sparks in all directions, so blindingly bright 
that it turned all else to velvety blackness. Nothing happened…


Let it have drowned.
Harry thought, 
let it have gone wrong… 
And then, suddenly, the sparks emanating from the cauldron were extinguished. A surge of white 
steam billowed thickly from the cauldron instead, obliterating everything in front of Harry, so 
that he couldn’t see Wormtail or Cedric or anything but vapor hanging in the air… 
It’s gone 
wrong,
he thought… 
it’s drowned… please… please let it be dead…
But then, through the mist in front of him, he saw, with an icy surge of terror, the dark outline of 
a man, tall and skeletally thin, rising slowly from inside the cauldron. 
“Robe me,” said the high, cold voice from behind the steam, and Wormtail, sobbing and 
moaning, still cradling his mutilated arm, scrambled to pick up the black robes from the ground, 
got to his feet, reached up, and pulled them onehanded over his master’s head. 
The thin man stepped out of the cauldron, staring at Harry… and Harry stared back into the face 
that had haunted his nightmares for three years. Whiter than a skull, with wide, livid scarlet eyes 
and a nose that was flat as a snakes with slits for nostrils…
Lord Voldemort had risen again. 

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