Lord Voldemort stepped out of the cauldron again. He had died again. And he was currently grumbling about psychopathic authoresses that seemed to be amused by constantly killing him in freak accidents. Voldemort grabbed his robes that he found and put them on. He saw a little dust around the waist area. He brushed off his robes and glared at the doors that were now emitting a rumbling sound. Water burst through the doors carrying several screaming Death Eaters.
"OH NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! I WILL NOT STAND BY AND LET SOME CRAZED AUTHORESS KILL ME AGAI-"
Lord Voldie died again.