Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!It is not difficult for Peter Perudi to avoid people's eyes.

Although his short legs do not run fast, his body is sufficiently concealed that he can often ride some "rides".

Traveling endlessly for a week, trekking through mountains and rivers, finally brought Peter Perudi to the edge of the Black Forest in Algeria—a place agreed upon with the Dark Lord.

"Master, great master, are you there?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Peter lifted the Animagus state and turned back into the short, chubby, wretched uncle with a bare head.

He chewed on his nails and whispered, seeming to feel uneasy about everything around him, his head like a bittern egg could not help but look around.

"Huh~"

The shadow of the tree swayed as the wind blew.

Peter curled his neck nervously, and his hairs stood up suddenly.

"Hehe, very good, my dear servant, you have kept the agreement with me."

Suddenly, a deep and obscure voice rang out of Peter's mind.

The voice was extremely weak, yet it revealed a happy mood.

Peter Perudi's face became stiff, and he was taken aback, with an extremely hypocritical smile on his face.

"Master, is that you?"

With a "swish", a gray-white figure came out of the low bushes at a very fast speed, and Peter was startled.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a wild dog with gray coat and rotting body.

The wild dog had obviously been dead for a long time, but regained its life in a strange way. The eyes that should have been glaring at this time actually showed the amber eyes like a snake.

It is Voldemort!

"Ah, my great master, your faithful servant Peter Perudi has finally seen you again."

It doesn't matter whether the existence in front of him is a dog or a person, Peter Perudi doesn't matter at all.

He knelt on the ground without thinking, his forehead was deeply buried in the soft soil, and his posture was placed very low.

"Very well, Peter, I am satisfied with your performance."

Seeing the submissive Peter, the wild dog smiled humanely.

After his suicide in Azkaban Prison and his soul condensed outside, Voldemort has been thinking carefully.

It is definitely impossible to survive in the way of soul, and it is a commonplace question-he needs a body of his own.

Then the new question is coming. Before, Quirrell was his helper. Now, where does he go to find a servant who is absolutely loyal to him?

At this moment, Voldemort was so blessed to his soul, a name appeared in his mind.

Peter Perudi.

The cowardly fellow is not necessarily loyal to him, but he is definitely easy to control!

So after sneaking back to the Black Forest in Algeria, he began to try to get in touch with the long-missing Peter through the "Dark Mark".

Sure enough, that timid guy is still alive.

Moreover, it seems to be alive and well.

Looking condescendingly at Peter Perudi, who was crawling on the ground with the body of a wild dog, Voldemort boasted that he had taken a wonderful move.

"Get up, my faithful servant, I am very happy that you can obey the orders."

Relying on the other person to reshape his body, he can't treat Peter like Quirrell--at least not now.

"Thank you, my great master."

Peter got up from the ground, and he didn't even dare to reach out to sweep away the dust on his body and the mud on his forehead. His low eyebrows made Voldemort more happy.

"Let's go, let's leave here, I need to regain my strength, and you also need a new identity to reactivate in the magic world."

With a helper, there are many conveniences, and Voldemort gritted his teeth with a fierce expression in his eyes.

"This time, I will sweep everything!"

"Of course, your will is my greatest wish."

Peter showed a flattering smile, and the engraving of slavery deep in his soul gleamed slightly.Just go to listen to www.97tingshu.com

Looking closely at the mark, you can vaguely see that the bones and the rose are entwined with each other~

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"Hello, my name is Tom."

Wearing a pure gold mask, the black-haired young man introduced himself to Old Zod.

He reached out his hand to reveal the chic pure gold cufflinks on his sleeves.

It is a pattern of bones and roses.

"Death blooms?"

Old Zod suddenly shrank his pupils and his heart beat wildly.

Before thinking about it, he pulled out the magic wand hidden in his sleeve and pointed it at the young man on the opposite side.

"Are you Sauron?"

Hearing this, the young man was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth under the mask rose slightly, revealing a helpless wry smile.

"Mr. Zod, unfortunately, I am not Lord Sauron.

I am his attendant, Tom."

"I care who you are, what does "Death Bloom" do for me!"

I want to ask which illegal organization is the most popular now?

It is undoubtedly the "death bloom" under the command of "Magic Lord Sauron"!

It was a group of dark wizards with no bottom line and scheming, and even the United Ministry of Magic could not do anything about them.

Even more terrifying is the "Magic Lord Sauron"-the man who single-handedly set fire to the British Ministry of Magic and retired.

And the most frightening thing is that "Death Bloom" does not have its own territory like they used to.

Ok......

It may not be appropriate to say that, "Paradise Street" is said to be the headquarters of "Death Bloom", but the group of dark wizards never admit it.

Even the Ministry of Magic did not find anything after several inspections, and even because of tax issues, it was necessary to protect it vigorously.

Let the Ministry of Magic protect the base camp of its opponents, the dark wizards of "Death Bloom" are simply talents!

At least Old Zod thought that it would be better not to provoke those lunatics before their "saints" had recovered their full strength.

Unexpectedly, the other party came to the door!

"Master Sauron knows everything and knows that you are a great figure of the "Saint", so let me come to pay a visit."

Even though he was pointed at by the wand, Tom still maintained a good demeanor and looked confident.

He smiled and reached out to Old Zod again.

"Hello, Mr. Zod."

"Ah."

Zod just sneered, ignoring the hand.

"I don't know what you are talking about, "saint"? What "saint", I have never heard of it!"

No player would reveal his hole cards as soon as he came up.

Old Zod laughed, as if he was going to pretend to be a fool.

"Mr. Zod, Lord Sauron's power is beyond your imagination. He knows almost everything and is omnipotent.

He knows that you are the second in command of the "saints", and he also knows that you "saints" have recently welcomed the leader, Gellert Grindelwald.

We might as well get straight to the point, I didn't come here maliciously, just normal communication.

And I'm not afraid of threats, even if you kill me with "Avada Suo", I will still be resurrected in Lord Sauron's palace.

So why don't we make things simpler, you take me to Mr. Grindelwald, I completed the task of our Lord Sauron, everyone is happy."

Tom spread his hands and sighed softly.

"Master Sauron's will is higher than everything. You certainly don't want it. He will come here in person."