"Flesh, blood & bone" ( Roles reversed in the caption) " Flesh, blood & bone" And, in a blink of the eye, both of them grasped the Triwizard cup and fell in a graveyard. "Was it a portkey!" Wormtail exclaimed. "Wasn't this supposed to be a part of the tournament?" Voldemort asked while Wormtail advised to keep their wands ready for any attack. Squinting through the darkness, they saw a dark figure ambling towards them, a shooting pain ensued in Voldemort's scar. A green blaze arose and he heard," Avada Kedavra ". Running towards the direction, he fell upon a grave, encarved on which was 'James Potter'. And, saw a Wormtail lying flat on the ground. He was dead. Voldemort could make out someone tying up his ankles and hands when he saw a finger absent in a hand," YOU!" he cried. It was Cedric Diggory, with something wrapped up in a cloth in his hands. He put it near a cauldron, lifted it with revulsion and put it into the potion. "Bone of the father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son". And, dust lifted from the grave to enter the cauldron. " Flesh- of the servant - w - willingly given - you will revive - your master". Then Diggory stood whimpering and cut off his right arm, though hesitantly while Voldemort shut his eyes closed but couldn't help the piercing cries of the night. Still, panting with pain, Voldemort could make out Diggory's breath near him and could feel a cut on the crook of his right arm.
