Hogwarts of a certain magic

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The eight-year cycle, once it blooms... it releases the splendor that makes people unable to look directly at it.

All the Death Eaters, including Harry, stood there in dementia, confusion in their minds.

They looked at William as if they were looking at abnormal humans.

That feeling became normal even with Voldemort.

Yes, Voldemort does look weird and has no nose, like a flapper.

But so what?

A real little wizard, even Pippi can't deal with it;

The false little wizard, just a piece of magic, smashed the terrifying 100-meter cliff to pieces;

A real little wizard, watching the Triwizard Tournament in school;

False little wizard, attending Voldemort's rebirth party in the cemetery;

A real little wizard, working hard to prepare for the OWL exam;

False little wizard, easily fight Voldemort!!

Not to mention Voldemort and Dumbledore in the fifth grade, they were just adults. Do they have the strength of William?

You are the fucking mother who started learning magic in the womb, it is impossible to have such terrible power!

In this way, Voldemort was really an "ordinary" person in comparison with William, except for his appearance.

Voldemort obviously thought the same way, he wanted to catch William and explore his secrets.

William chuckled and pointed his wand at the crushed boulder.

The rubble broke apart, but did not fall towards the ground. Instead, the rubble and the rubble were connected by strands of magic.

William raised his wrists and twisted his hands. The many rubbles that seemed about to fall apart instantly reunited to form a stone formation that looked like a big circle from a distance.

Between the gravel, there are countless small wind blades circulating wildly.

"Give it back to you!"

As William suddenly spread his hands, the mountain smashed towards the Death Eaters.

The rubble falls from the sky like a meteorite, accelerated by the wind blade, faster!

The Death Eaters in the cemetery screamed at the same time without exception, and Apparition appeared in the distance to prevent being affected by this battle.

Voldemort ignored the gravel and went straight to Harry.

William grabbed Harry and began to apparate far away, and both sides changed the battlefield together.

He only touched the ground with one toe, and a black crossbow arrow tens of meters long had already been shot insidiously, one arrow at a distance of less than one meter.

William is quite familiar with this black magic that combines speed and lethality.

Ron alone has used it twice, not to mention Voldemort in the cycle of time.

But compared to Lord Voldemort, Ron's crossbow arrows, no matter how fast or powerful they were, were not the same.

William changed his toes to a solid ground, and kicked Harry's chest with the other kick, kicking him from an obstructive place to a safe position.

Standing at the forefront, William didn't hide anything, with his right fingers close together, pushing forward on the wand and wiping away.

The swift arrow crossbow suddenly "stopped" half a meter away, exploded with a loud roar, and then the tip became a cloud of mist, and the smoke disappeared.

The front end of the crossbow bolt is like a ignited firecracker, bit by bit turned into dust, and the sound is endless.

The tens of meters long crossbow arrow was severely damaged, shortened at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye, and quickly consumed most of it.

William remained unmoving, but he seemed to be patiently polished, not willing to be beaten passively.

He stepped on his back foot as his forefoot, waved his wand, and whispered, "Dark light bolt!

Black mist emerged from the tip of the wand, exuding a dangerous breath.

That piece of black fog turned into a few meters long crossbow arrows, and burst out suddenly.

Two identical crossbow arrows collided and crushed each other continuously, creating new "points".

The black smoke began to shoot out in all directions, and the scene was spectacular.

"Stark, did you use the black magic I invented to attack me?" Voldemort's eyes were red and his teeth gritted.

"This is the magic spell I invented when I was in school, I never taught it to anyone!

Who taught you?"

"Of course you taught me this. You just used it once, and I learned it after reading it." William arrogantly laughed.

Voldemort's eyes were gloomy and he stared at William, trying to tell whether he was telling lies.

Can you learn just by reading it?

No, it's impossible!This terrible ability, even he can't do it!

But... it seems that only this reason can explain the abnormal growth of Stark's strength.

"Stark, I can see your desire for power. We are actually the same kind of people."

Voldemort opened his mouth and said, "I can teach you things you can't learn from other wizards, even magic that Dumbledore doesn't know.

You must have seen how powerful I am. I have gone further than anyone on the road to conquering death.

I have also advanced the skill of magic to an unprecedented level."

William sneered and wanted to say: I'm sorry, I have been learning from you for eight years.

"Don't rush to refuse." Voldemort continued to bewitched:

"Black magic holds the key to a powerful one, but it has been left out of the world for a long time, shrouded in the shadow of prejudice.

A wizard who concentrates on black magic is considered mad.

But I know a lot, this is not for those dull guys, but for our genius."

Voldemort whispered, "I can help you to avoid many detours on the road to gain strength..."

Of course Voldemort was not at ease.

If you study too much black magic, you will inevitably fall into darkness.Because a lot of black magic is driven by dark emotions.

Too addicted to black magic, negative emotions will become more and more serious, become violent and even cruel.

Moreover, although black magic can release enormous energy, practitioners who are not skilled in their skills may be at risk of harming the body or even being completely destroyed.

Just look at Voldemort's appearance.

When he was young, he was also a handsome guy from ten miles and eight townships!

Voldemort obviously regarded William as a young wizard who desperately wanted power.

Just like when he was young.

This kind of young wizard is the easiest to fall into the path of chasing power, and sometimes only needs a little temptation.

He hoped that William could study black magic, and once he fell into darkness, he would inevitably part ways with Dumbledore.

But William is not a young man, looking at Voldemort's eyes is more like looking at a fool.

Probably not seeing the expected longing from William's face, Voldemort became a little angry.

He grabbed his hand and cast without a rod, twisting out a murderous purple light.

William tweeted a few times, stretched out his arm and smashed the curse. At the same time, he pushed his wand swiftly, and two rays of light crossed.

Voldemort's body suddenly hung in the air, his wand was lightly tapped, and the top of his body turned, lightly evading the ferocious curse that contained majestic magic power.

It was another round of battle. In just ten minutes, the two people were a hundred meters apart, and the curse was flying around, and dozens of horizontal and vertical gullies appeared, making the Death Eaters stunned.

Stark actually resisted the waves of attacks from the Dark Lord, and it seemed that he still fought back and forth!

They were too shocked, but after looking at each other sensibly, they did not step forward to help.

This is not a battle they can intervene in, let's watch the battle on one side and cheer.

Hmm...with an attitude of learning.

Voldemort suddenly turned his head and looked towards the sky, only to see a flame rising in the air like a firework burst.

"Oh, is your support here?" He said with cold eyes and disdain.

William frowned slightly.

Reinforcements are indeed coming, but this is not the same as planned.

His plan was to kill the Death Eaters in one swoop.

William himself restrained Voldemort, those Aurors should appear quietly, and then hit the Death Eaters by surprise.

As long as the Death Eaters are caught, the time for Voldemort's re-emergence can be delayed.

But now... the reinforcement moves are too big, for fear that others will not know.

Sure enough, the Death Eaters thought that the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic were coming, and they all apparated, running faster than the reporter.

Voldemort's eyes were complicated and he was about to leave.

He said hoarsely: "I will be back, Stark!

When I come back, death... will come."

There was another green light, and the Killing Curse was shot at Harry. After William easily blocked it, he did not continue to pursue it.

He suddenly turned around and looked into the distance.

After a while, only Sirius and Tonks appeared.

Tonks walked slowly and said with a wry smile: "William, sorry...I messed up your plan.

Minister Fudge...he said it was false news, and the Aurors were not allowed to come here!"

William nodded slowly, just thinking for a moment, and he probably figured out what was going on.

He rubbed his fingers on the hilt of his waist, looked up at the sky, and whispered:

"It was my negligence. It seems it's time to change the minister."

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