Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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Many vague color blocks flashed before his eyes, and Voldemort seemed to have gone through endless years.I don't know how long it took, and finally, a soft call awakened him from the blur.

Open your eyes, and it's a whole new world.

"I am back."

When he spoke, Voldemort's voice was still hoarse, but it was a bit more vigorous than before.

He is a living person!

"Yes, my great master, I congratulate you on your return."

Peter on the side lowered his head so that Voldemort couldn't see his expression.

But at this time, how could Voldemort care about these minor details, the joy of rebirth has occupied his whole heart.

Raising his hand, he looked at the lines in his palm, with the corners of his mouth cocked. He just wanted to laugh out loud, but he seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and his expression of joy was frozen on his face.

"Ok?"

Voldemort's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He raised his other hand to observe carefully, and then looked at Peter who was a head taller than him...

"Do not!"

The Dark Lord, who had a sacred height of one meter four, let out a terrible cry.

...

"Haha."

Klein couldn't help laughing in the Slytherin lounge.

Swear to God, this time it wasn't him who shot Voldemort, it was really God's will.

It's not a good idea to cut corners~

The ancient resurrection magic has its drawbacks. Voldemort and Peter's master and servant are still thinking about opportunism, and they deserve to have a body less than 1.5 meters.

Blood relatives, servants, and enemies, although they are all abstract concepts, should not be fooled.

Fool, get yourself in.

"Oh, I hope Guru is okay."

After laughing enough, Klein looked straight, his hands clasped together.

Having obtained an incomplete body, Voldemort is bound to be honest for a while. He has nothing to worry about. Besides, with Peter watching, he doesn't believe Voldemort is capable of doing anything.

"It's a delightful peace~"

Klein smiled after touching the cat's head.

Such days are not bad.

...

"It's incredible."

They were all illegal organizations wanted by the Ministry of Magic, and Old Zod couldn't think that "Death Bloom" could make such a big situation under the leadership of Sauron.

Are these still two streets?

This is obviously an independent town!

"How many "Space Expansion Curses" have been cast."

Strolling the bustling Paradise Street, Old Zod secretly sighed.

Compared with such "behemoths", their "saints" are really too weak.

but......

Old Zod remembered the leader's words.

"No matter how big a tree is, as long as its roots are eroded, it will wither and die; no matter how tall a building is, as long as its foundation is destroyed, it will collapse."

Incorporated?

No, it's penetration!

It is a good opportunity to take this opportunity to grow the "saints".

After straightening his mind, Old Zod limped and continued to lead a few of his men forward. After a few steps, he ran into a man with a fat brain and greeted him with a smirk.

"Mr. Zod, right, haha, I have long respected Mr. Zod's name."

Avery, who had been completely blessed, was enthusiastic and disgusting, but Old Zod didn't show any strange look on his face, just smiled rather relaxedly.516 Novel Network www.516xs.com

"Are you Mr. Avery? Ah, someone mentioned you to me."

"Tsk."

Hearing this, Avery grumbled with hatred, and his expression was unnatural for a moment.But soon, he returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now, and enthusiastically took Old Zod's hand.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to Paradise Street."

"Hiss~"

How could men get used to pulling and pulling, being pinched by that big sticky hand, Old Zod was as disgusting as eating a pound of slugs.

If he could, he really wanted to throw a curse on the other's greasy fat face.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

For the "saint" tomorrow, he must be patient at this time.

"It's kind of a city."

Old Zod's expression was well concealed, but Avery still saw the clues.

Everything he did was deliberately facing Nausea, just to see the other's mind and the city.

It now appears that the centipede is dead but not stiff.

Although the saints have not been active in the magical world for nearly fifty years, they still cannot be underestimated.

He smiled, the smile in Avery's eyes was even worse.

"Death Bloom" is actually a spontaneous business alliance, which means that the outside world is full of prejudice against us, which caused some misunderstandings between the Ministry of Magic and us.

Ashamed, we are also serious taxpayers."

It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not, Avery believed it anyway.

"The Demon Lord" Sauron never showed his face, and their forces stationed on Paradise Street were doing serious business-this is the reason why the Ministry of Magic knew that the people of "Death Bloom" were not good birds, but couldn't clean it up here.

Like Karak, Avery is a hollow person with his eyelashes plucked off. It can be seen that Old Zod doesn't have a strong sense of belonging to them "death bloom", and of course he refuses to show the bottom.

Besides, there is that attendant behind the "saint", how can Avery also defend himself.

"That's it, haha."

If it hadn't been for the arrogance of "Death Bloom" in other countries, Old Zod might believe it now.

Do nothing in your own base camp and strike out where the Ministry of Magic can't reach?

What a good method.

Old Zod was cheerful, but couldn't help but contempt in his heart.

mean!

But then I think about it, it is precisely because this group of people is so mean that it can develop to the present scale in just two or three years.

Reflect on it, if they also kept a low profile back then...

People on both sides have their own minds, and they get along well.

Go all the way, talk all the way.

It took a small day to turn Paradise Street almost, and Avery smiled and said.

"In the future, we will be a family. If you need help in the future, just ask, whether it is materials or funds, you can say anything."

After hearing this, Old Zod couldn't believe his ears.

Ok?

It's so talkative.

"Of course, brothers have to settle accounts, right? We have a complete set of franchise...Yes, that's the word, we have a complete set of franchise regulations."

Avery rubbed his hands, revealing the greasy smile peculiar to profiteers.

"As long as the blood oath is issued, we can get our complete training, including how to attract customers, how to customize special offers, etc., etc., including education and meeting."

Old Zod: "???"

Oh, dare you, "Death Bloom" did not intend to absorb us into the organization, but directly as a downline, to make money for you, right?

You can't be so shameless!

"Don't thank me, it's all for honoring the Lord."

Avery smiled, with a hint of light in his eyes.

Workers still want to negotiate terms?

Don't ask, who is in charge of this street!