Riddles Past and What's Behind It (Demo)

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After living in the suburbs of London for five months, Voldemort had grown restless. He was tired of hiding and waiting for his opportunity to strike back at the Ministry and the Order of the Phoenix. He wanted to show them that he was still a powerful force to be reckoned with.

One night, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He slipped out of his hiding place and made his way to the outskirts of the city where he knew the Aurors were patrolling.

With his wand at the ready, Voldemort ambushed a group of Aurors, catching them off guard. He cast the Killing Curse with deadly accuracy, taking down several of them within seconds.

The other Aurors quickly realized what was happening and fought back with all their might, but Voldemort was too powerful. He was a master of the Dark Arts and his spells were deadly and precise.

As the battle raged on, more Aurors arrived on the scene, but it was too late. Voldemort had already killed a significant number of them and the others were forced to retreat.

With a twisted smile on his face, Voldemort disappeared into the night, leaving a trail of death and destruction in his wake. It was a brutal reminder that he was still a force to be reckoned with and that the war was far from over.

After his successful attack on the aurors, Voldemort was feeling more powerful than ever. He called a meeting of his most trusted Death Eaters to discuss their next move.

"My faithful followers," Voldemort began, "our time for hiding in the shadows is over. It is time to show the world our true power once again."

The Death Eaters nodded in agreement, eager to continue their master's reign of terror.

"We need to strike fear into the hearts of those who dare to oppose us," Voldemort continued. "We will show them what happens to those who stand in our way."

The Death Eaters cheered at this, excited to get back to their work.

"But we must also be careful," Voldemort cautioned. "The aurors are not to be underestimated. They will be watching us closely. We must be smart and strategic in our attacks."

The Death Eaters nodded again, understanding the importance of caution in their actions.

"We will start with small attacks, gradually building up our strength," Voldemort said. "And then, when the time is right, we will make our move and take over the Ministry once and for all."

The Death Eaters roared with approval, ready to do whatever it takes to achieve their ultimate goal.

Voldemort smiled to himself, satisfied with his followers' loyalty and enthusiasm. He knew that with their help, he would soon have complete control over the wizarding world.

After months of laying low, the Death Eaters finally started to strike again. They were bolder and more ruthless than before, leaving destruction and terror in their wake.

The first attack came on a quiet evening in the small town of Little Hangleton. Death Eaters descended upon the village, burning down houses and terrorizing the inhabitants. They didn't discriminate between magical and non-magical folk, and the destruction was devastating.

The next attack happened a few weeks later, this time in the heart of London. Death Eaters appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and the Aurors were caught off guard. Chaos erupted as the Death Eaters wreaked havoc across the city. They killed anyone who stood in their way, and the death toll quickly began to rise.

As the attacks continued, the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix were stretched thin trying to keep up. The Death Eaters were smarter this time, planning their attacks more carefully and targeting key locations like the Ministry itself.

It became clear that Voldemort was back in full force, and the wizarding world was plunged into chaos once again. The Death Eaters seemed to be everywhere, and no one was safe.

The Order of the Phoenix worked tirelessly to stop the Death Eaters and protect the innocent, but the Death Eaters were always one step ahead. They seemed to have unlimited resources and were well-organized.

Despite the odds, the Order and the Ministry continued to fight back. They knew that they couldn't let Voldemort win. But the Death Eaters were relentless, and the war showed no signs of slowing down anytime soon.