Living peacefully at Hogwarts

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who am I?

where am I?

What am i doing?

In the close contact between face and fist, Voldemort gradually entered the highest state of Zen Tao.

This is what we commonly call "Separation of Spirit and Body."

By the way, I am the master of darkness...

But, why is such a great and extraordinary me so embarrassing?

In a daze, the Dark Lord involuntarily began to question his soul.

"It's wrong! It's wrong! It's wrong!"

In the real world, Klein's fist even had an afterimage.

Peter shrank from behind and shivered, his face fainting more and more.

Moreover, what made him even more frightened was that the "Hogwarts Little Devil" only used one hand-the other hand was holding the magic wand.

"It's over."

The fat mouse fell into deep despair.

He thought that he should not be able to escape today.

"This......."

Dumbledore was also dumbfounded watching Klein beating Voldemort.

That's not right, the script is not written like that.

Shouldn't it be my old man who pretended to fight Voldemort for three hundred rounds, then showed his cards, destroyed the "horcrux", and accomplished all in one fell swoop?

What's going on now, why did someone from Deng somehow become a "cheerleader"?

but......

Hey, don't tell me, Klein's punches are pretty good-looking, showing the vigor and vitality of Hogwarts.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A punch and a punch hit the flesh, breaking Voldemort's body bones apart.

Fortunately, the vitality of the Dark Lord is also against the sky, and the injury can be healed in the blink of an eye.

However, this one-sided beating is not the answer.

I don't know how many punches he took, the Black Demon finally withdrew from that mysterious and mysterious realm, and screamed laboriously.

"Stop! I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

In fact, he didn't know what was wrong, but it was just a stopgap measure.

This young man's energy is a bit fierce, he can't bear it...

"Humph!"

Hearing that, Klein really stopped fighting.

Meeting Voldemort's dead fish eyes, he said to himself.

"Do you know how long I will be weak this time, even this forbidden technique is me..."

He seems to be aggrieved.

But halfway through, he felt boring again, and silently closed his mouth.

For no reason, Voldemort was suddenly excited.

The whole body cells and all spirituality are frantically reminding him.

Have!Danger!risk!

"I was wrong, really, I was really wrong, I shouldn't... In short, a thousand mistakes are all my fault!"

Just like arguing with a girlfriend can't be too serious, at a disadvantage, Voldemort doesn't have any thoughts.

This little master, as long as you don't do anything, you can say anything.

"Huh~"

With a long breath, Klein calmed down.

Although he knew that Voldemort had to lower his head just to save his life, his thoughts were well understood.

He felt that his current violent temper should be related to his body in adolescence.

Yes, it must be so, it's definitely not that he is small-minded.

"That one......"

The scene was under control, and Dumbledore finally found an opportunity to interrupt.

The old man coughed slightly and walked to Klein on his own initiative.

"Are you done?"

This is a little bit nonsense, and some people with impure thoughts may still want to crook it.

But Klein's sixteen-year-old male high school student who was so pink and tender certainly didn't have the nasty thoughts. Meeting Dumbledore's eyes, he shook his head.

"not yet."

not yet?

After hearing this, Dumbledore hadn't responded yet, and Mr. Fu, the victim, was about to faint.

Dare to feel that I just bowed my head and apologized just now.

The children are really shameless!

"Then you continue."

Dumbledore could see it. Voldemort must have done something terrific.

Merlin testified that he had never seen Klein so angry in five or six years.

"Give me the box."

Klein nodded and asked for the suitcase in Dumbledore's hands.

In front of Voldemort, he opened the suitcase.

When he saw the "horcrux" such as the crown and the locket in the box, the Dark Lord was stupid.

"This... this is impossible!

How could you... how could you possibly know..."

The "horcrux" is his greatest secret, and it is also his trump card for unlimited resurrection.

Now that the hole cards are laid out on the bright side, his ending can be imagined.

"Please! Mr. Grindelwald, the great Mr. Grindelwald, please!

I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I can use the rest of my life to atone for myself. Really, as long as you spare my life, I can go to jail and I can atone for it!

Mr. Dumbledore, no, Principal Dumbledore, just say a few words."

In the face of death, Voldemort had no more pride.

He chose to kneel and begged frantically for mercy.

But in exchange, Klein and Dumbledore's indifferent eyes.

"It's all gone."

Black fierce fire is the best answer.

First, the crown, then the resurrection stone, and finally, even the locket turned into fly ash.

"Do not!"

Voldemort screamed, like a drowning man on the verge of death, trying to catch anything that could be caught.

But he is like an island floating on the sea. He has nothing but pain...

The flames raged, and the soul was swallowed.

Those ambitions and those arrogance all dissipated with the disappearance of Li Huo, leaving only an unknown and filthy body.

After all, the Dark Lord did not get back the "Lord of the Ring" he was thinking about.

On July 24, 1996.

He fell.

Watching Voldemort be killed in front of his own eyes.

Peter was almost incontinent with fright.

But Klein did not have the time to deal with the fat mouse now.

When Voldemort's eyes disappeared, he directly waved his wand and used all his magic power to create a huge black hole.

Annihilation!

To completely eliminate all traces of Voldemort's existence in the world is the best way to obliterate the birth of "God Evil" from the root.

The unwillingness of Voldemort remaining in that body just started to merge with those of the dead, and was completely strangled by the power of the black hole and turned into emptiness and nothingness.

Fate was forcibly changed at this moment!

ended.

No, it should be said that it is finally over.

Klein resisted the headache and did a relaxing stretch.

"This... is over?"

However, some people look weird.

It's Dumbledore.

The old man stared blankly at the place where Voldemort had disappeared, feeling indescribable.

It's like you have been sharpening a sword in the deep mountains for ten years, and when the sword is sharpened, you find that you already have an AK47 in hand after you leave the mountain.

Old man, I have been looking for Horcruxes and surveillance in the past few years, so I made soy sauce in the "final battle" and shouted "666" a few times?

What is the difference between this and salted fish!

"Otherwise, you still want to invite Voldemort back to Hogwarts for Christmas?"

Klein narrowed his eyes and looked at Dumbledore with a "bad complexion".

"By the way, speaking of Christmas, you won't have gifts this year, don't ask why!"