Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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"Father's bone", "Servant's flesh", "Enemy's blood".

"Father's bones" are already there. Although the process is not very pleasant, the result is still smooth.

"Servant's meat" is readily available, Peter's eighty catties, no matter how to use it has surplus.

Now there is "the blood of the enemy" left...

There are many people who can be called enemies of Voldemort.Such as Dumbledore, Harry Potter, such as the Ministry of Magic that took his ring.

Of course, there is also "Magic Lord" Sauron.

But in this situation, how could he dare not go to Dumbledore, trouble with Harry Potter!

"Majesty" Sauron is not to mention it-he can't avoid it, how could he go to death stupidly?

Therefore, he and Peter can only target the lone Ministry members!

But this is not easy.

Look at them, no matter how bad those Ministry silverfish are, they still have magic wands.

He and Peter didn't even have a magic wand, and their combat effectiveness was almost zero.

Fortunately, after so many storms, Voldemort became witty and more patient than before.A flash of light flashed in his mind, and he thought of a brilliant idea...

London, a certain dark street.

"Come and see, Magic Crucible, ten thousand gallons, no bargaining."

The chunky Peter was wrapped in a tattered cloak, showing half of his face, looking a little funny-he picked up the cauldron and cloak, and there was an unpleasant smell on it.

However, this fits his personality: a mysterious wizard who has been exposed all over the world.

"What crucible is worth ten thousand gallons?"

Many curious people couldn't help asking, but all they got was Peter's mysterious smile.

The pretentious face made people want to beat him.

More than half a month passed, no one came to buy the broken crucible he picked up, but he didn’t care,

Because Peter's purpose is not to make money...

But "fishing".

...

Klein has been completely idle recently.

He has completely completed the subject of "The Tenth Use of Sheep Liver Fruit".

Just yesterday, Snape's revised research report was sent to the European Potions Association.

Whether he can publish or not is not a matter for him to decide.

"It's free~"

Klein sighed with emotion like a salted fish leaning on the sofa in the common room.

Think about it, almost a month has passed since the last report of the movie party.

The exam was getting closer and closer, and even the most heartless little wizard began to open the book and temporarily picked up the Buddha's feet.

People like Draco and Pansy who are striving to make progress with various purposes are not coming back from the library.

It's funny, but the one who accompanied him most recently turned out to be the British short cat "Kies" he gave Pansy.

"Meow~"

The kitten was lying on Klein's lap, his eyes half-squinted, as if not awake, very cute.

Klein stretched out his hand to scratch the cat's chin, blinked, and suddenly he thought about whether he should have a pet too.

"Pets..."

His eyes seemed to cross the river of time, and he saw a certain talking crow.

It was his pet when he was the emperor in his previous life, or rather, the envoy.

Stolas, the Seventy-Two Pillar Demon God ranked thirty-sixth, not as good as the worship of his current contract, but it is also quite a demon god of the ranks.

At that time, shortly after the young Klein mastered the demon rituals, he signed a contract with the talking demon. As a result, in the days that followed, he had been tolerating the other party's endless nonsense...Biquge China www.djychina.com

"too frightening."

Shaking his head, Klein decisively gave up the idea of ​​continuing to summon Storas.

In fact, strictly speaking, he is also a pet owner, and he has been hacked hundreds of times. Isn't the basilisk who usually honestly uses him as a hair ring a pet.

It's just that this little guy can't meet people casually.

Thinking wildly, suddenly, the mark of slavery left deep in Voldemort's soul fluctuated, and Peter, who was ambushing beside Voldemort, directly transmitted the complete picture back.

Voldemort has received the "Last Key" and is preparing for the resurrection ceremony!

"I really caught you."

Klein was a little surprised.

He knew exactly what Voldemort did at Hogwarts.

Before he thought about it, it would take at least half a year to get the blood of the Ministry of Magic.

Unexpectedly, Voldemort's fortune was really good. After waiting for the rabbit for only a month, he ran into a certain Ministry of Magic member who was stunned. He dropped a drop of blood into which broken crucible he was suspicious, and gathered Voldemort to resurrect. conditions of.

"Well, let me watch a good show."

There was a flash of light in the blue eyes, and Klein stroked the cat's head, smiling.

Miles away from Hogwarts, a certain wilderness.

Father’s bone, no problem.

The meat of the servant is also a problem.

The enemy's blood... almost meaning, but it works.

Voldemort was so excited that even Peter's mood became unstable.

"Ouuuuuu, master, we finally did it."

God knows how many beatings Peter was beaten during that time on that black street.If he hadn't had any money, he might have been poisoned.

"You did a good job, and I will reward you again in the future."

Voldemort's tone revealed unprecedented excitement.

Not counting the body that Quirrell sacrificed (the skull is super hard), the body recast by this dark magic will be his body in the future!

"Master, loyalty to you is the best reward for me."

Peter used to say beautiful things, he was smiling, his face was blue and purple, which looked a bit miserable.

But at this time he couldn't care about those anymore, he was just happy, happy from the bottom of his heart.

Finally no longer need to be parasitic~

"Prepare for the ceremony, my loyal Peter."

Because of Klein's special magic, Voldemort didn't notice some of Peter's psychological activities at all. After forgetting about it, he really regarded Peter, who had been with him during this time, as his closest servant.

Of course, servants are used to make use of everything, it doesn’t really matter whether they are loyal or not...

"Yes, my master."

One master and one servant are pregnant with ghosts, but they get along very well.

The crucible is ready-made, set up a fire, and pour other materials into it.

Peter prepared the materials and couldn't wait to start the spell.

"Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can make your son reborn."

Bone meal was put into the pot, gurgling.

"Servants' meat, donated voluntarily, can regenerate your master."

Picking up the knife, gritted his teeth and cut a piece of meat off his arm, Peter grinned, crying and continued chanting.

"The blood of the enemy, forced to be given, can revive your enemy."

This is no more trouble, the blood of the fool lies in the pot.

"Om~"

A wave of unspeakable magic generated.

Voldemort saw the right time, broke away from Peter's body, and rushed straight into the cauldron!