Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Voldemort was lying on the stroller.

The cold wind blew him, and his body was weak, like a baby, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

He fiddled with a magic wand, thinking carefully about his next plan.

Yes, he had already had a bold idea.Under Dumbledore's ridiculous hook nose, get his favorite Potter.

The witch not far away had passed out torturedly.

He didn't expect to get too much useful information, but unexpectedly discovered that Bertha had some memory loss.

As a master of memory, Voldemort killed his father Tom, when he was sixteen.

He passed on to blame for his uncle, and rewritten his memory to make him a scapegoat.

No one has found any clues so far.

In terms of memory, Voldemort thought he was at the forefront of all wizards.

Therefore, Voldemort can have a complete memory even if he is used with powerful amnesia.

If he follows his youthful personality, he will definitely use the mind to catch his mind and tick out the memories little by little.

But now he does not have this patience.Just use the most cruel means to torture.

Although the method is rough and will cause serious damage to the witch, it is efficient and quick.

Suddenly, a mouse came out of the mud.

Voldemort fiddled with his wand, and in a good mood, he smiled and said, "Wormtail, are you all killed?"

"Yes, Master." The mouse turned into Peter, and he glanced at Bertha who was lying unconscious on the ground.

The two are not students in the same class, but they have seen each other many times at school. It can be said that they are old friends.

But the old man... is for sale.

"Have you got any important information?" Peter asked cautiously.

"Of course, I found a faithful servant lying in the dark, waiting for me to save him." Voldemort said lazily.

"I am your faithful servant!" Wormtail said quickly, "Master, you don't want me anymore?"

"Wormtail, I need a mindful servant, a servant who is absolutely loyal to me and never wavers, and you, unfortunately, do not meet these two conditions."

"I found you!" Wormtail said, his voice clearly irritated, "I found you. I brought Bertha Jorkins to you."

"That's true," Voldemort said in a playful tone. "I didn't expect you to say such clever things, Wormtail.

But to be honest, when you caught Bertha, you didn't realize how useful she was, did you?"

"I—I know she will be useful, Master..."

"Lying," Voldemort said coldly.

"However, the information she provided is very valuable. Wormtail, you will be rewarded, after I am resurrected.

But now... we should leave here."

"Where are you going, Master?"

"Go to a safe place first, where there are my poor father's bones, which are also indispensable materials for my resurrection."

"What about Bertha?" Peter asked sharply.

"Of course...killed." Voldemort said coldly.

"Master, I still think it is better to change her memory, and then let her go back.

A witch from the British Ministry of Magic suddenly disappeared, and they will come to investigate."Peter lowered his head.

"Then we can't be investigated. The people in the Prancing Horse Inn are all dead, so just throw Bertha's body in.

Even if Dumbledore came to investigate, he would only think that Bertha was killed by Voldebat."

Voldemort snorted:

"But changing her memory... encountering a powerful wizard, such as Dumbledore, the Forgotten Curse may not work.

This was confirmed when I interrogated her.

Do it, I want you to kill her immediately!"

Wormtail tremblingly raised his wand, and at this moment, there was a groan from the sky.

Voldemort raised his head, squinted his eyes, and his face changed when he saw the animals in the sky clearly.

He said hoarsely: "Wormtail, who did you bring me to!!"

Peter looked up in horror.

I saw a huge sea eagle falling straight from the sky.

——Sea Eagle!

He is so familiar!

Wormtail quickly raised his wand, but the young witch riding on the sea eagle was already ready to go.

A red light flashed, Wormtail separated from the wand and flew out.

William fell down extremely quickly. Before Peter landed, he grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward.

Peter seemed like bacon hanging from his paws, unable to fight back, and his whole body was getting higher and higher from the ground.

The claws were too sharp, and they came out through just lightly hooking.Peter fell from mid-air, and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

William went around and fell again, preparing to hook Peter to death with a paw, but his pupils shrank sharply. This was a keen instinct to smell the crisis.

"Be careful!" Hermione reminded loudly.

William seemed to downplay a sideways, quickly avoiding a tricky green light.

He just noticed that there was still a person hiding in the stroller.

William walked in a spiral again, avoiding the spell of the wizard again.

Hermione's wand lifted, and a white light flashed, but instead of shooting at the wizard, it hit the ground.

Missed?

of course not!

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She did it on purpose.

The hidden wizard is very strong. If her spell is passed, she will definitely be picked.

Simply hit the wrong line, and come by surprise.

Voldemort really thought so. He is now in a special shape, very weak, like a baby, and not much magical.

I wanted to wait for the curse to approach, and then use a labor-saving action to directly pick it back.

I don't know the light, but it is a bit powerful, and before it gets close, it falls two meters away from him.

An explosion!

Under the impact of the air wave, the stroller flew out, spinning three or four times in the air, and a "baby" fell out.

The sea eagle turned back to William, and his wand waved, pulling Bertha over on the ground.

He bent over and stretched out his hand, gently inspecting Bertha's injury.

The woman did not die, but passed away in a coma. She was dying, bruised all over her body, unconscious, and apparently endured cruel torture.

William straightened up and looked at the'baby'.

The baby was already standing on Rune's head, with red pupils, looking at William strangely.

Babies who can use Avada Sole,

A snake face?

Who this person is, it goes without saying!

But how Voldemort changed from a shadow to this appearance, what state it was at this time, William didn't care at all.

Anger flashed in his pupils, pointed at Bertha, and asked:

"Did you?"

There was a cruel expression of pride on Voldemort's face.He raised his head and scanned William.

"William Stark, we meet again. It has been three years since you stopped me from taking the Philosopher's Stone.

I miss you all the time."

William did not greet Voldemort, but raised his tone: "Did you?!"

"Tsk tusk, I saw her memory and knew she worked for you and helped you collect a lot of interesting information..."

"You did it?!" William asked for the third time.

Voldemort stared at William with a grim face and said, "I did it. What's wrong?"

"Then you..." William raised his wand and said every word."Go to hell!"

Voldemort seemed to have heard the big joke, and he laughed arrogantly.

"You kid, you are so arrogant and cute. No one has ever dared to talk to the Dark Lord like this! I was suddenly a little bit reluctant to kill you!"

William strode forward and tapped his wand lightly. Two potholes appeared on the ground.

The two beams of light with turbulent magic power entangled in the air like a waterfall rushing towards Voldemort.

Voldemort, standing on top of Rune snake's head, stretched out his arm and smashed the first spell.

The Rune snake's tail flicked, smashing the second spell with brute force.

Voldemort's eyes were dark, and Stark was much stronger than three years ago.

Snapped!

William disappeared in place.

Only a cold murderous intent shrouded his back, Voldemort, who had a bad heart, waved his wand.

He was about to say a spell, so he grabbed the young wizard behind his neck!

William sneered: "You are so weak, Voldemort!"

Voldemort's weak body was lifted high, and then thrown to the ground fiercely.

Voldemort hit the tree and fell to the ground again, regretting it.

He shouldn't have changed from a shadow to this special shape so early.

In the shadow state, although his power was also reduced, it was in a state of immortality.

Magic is useless to him, he advances and retreats freely, fleeing if he wants to.

With a body, but as weak as a baby, it is not just because Stark is raging!

The point is, he never expected that Stark would appear here!

William also discovered that Voldemort was special, so he was determined to let him die.

Snapped!

He Apparated again, appeared on the ground, and stepped on Voldemort's forehead, adding gravity.

Probably because the skull is still stronger than the mud, the entire head of the Dark Lord sinks into the ground bit by bit.

Peter, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, was startled to see him, and immediately turned into a mouse and went into the mouse hole that had been dug long ago.

Voldemort felt a humiliation like never before!

Even more humiliating than being bounced back to death by his own death curse...

He was furious: "I want you..."

Before'death' was spoken, William raised his wand, pointed it at Voldemort's head, and said softly:

"Drill your heart out!"

Voldemort screamed sharply.

The strength on William's legs increased, and he still pressed against Voldemort's head, another heart-threatening curse.

Repeatedly, Voldemort's head fell into the mud little by little like a hammer.

In the depths of the Albanian forest, there were horrible screams.

"Avada Kedavra!"

From the beginning to the end, Voldemort, who had not been able to resist, was completely silent when his hands and feet slumped on the ground.

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