Necromancers Guide to Magic

"Everyone give me back!"

Professor Krutum suddenly reached out and stopped all the students behind him.

Judging from his solemn expression, the severity of the matter now exceeds his imagination.

"Damn it, wasn't it alive and kicking just now!"

Professor Krutum whispered.

On the other side, Victor already showed a panic expression.

Benjamin, is Benjamin really going to die here?

At this moment, the roaring wind finally subsided.

But what appeared in front of Krutum was an unexpected picture.

Those who had ridiculed Benjamin at the beginning, shut up and said nothing.

The other girls frowned, showing a tangled expression.

Instead, Victor rushed over.

He hugged Benjamin, who was covered in blood.

"The smell of blood on you is unexpectedly heavy."

Victor said excitedly.

Benjamin's expression was a little unnatural, he nodded silently.

"My buddy, you hold me a little too tightly. Can you relax?"

Benjamin said embarrassedly.

Victor immediately let go of his hands.

At this time, Benjamin was covered with blood, and a very obvious scar appeared on his face.

It was definitely caused by magic.

And in Benjamin's hand, it was the head of the little devil that was holding it.It's just that the head at this time has completely lost its vitality.

"Oh my God, he, he is a demon!"

"Professor, you, look at him, he is an out-and-out messenger! He actually killed all the little demons!"

The fat man who had been obsessed with Benjamin even snorted, pointed to Benjamin's face, and said:

"You, do you know what you are doing? The Ludwig family are all demons like you! Get out of here!"

This kind of scene seems familiar, Benjamin even thought of the scene where he was tied to the stake.It is really nostalgic.

Everyone pointed at him and wanted to kill him.

The last time it was because of his dream, it was a dead city.

And this time, it was just because he killed an ugly, ferocious, angered little demon?

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's irritating!

"Hey, boy, you are finally angry. You look like a man like this. If I were you, I would kill this little fat guy. Dealing with him is like dealing with the little monster just now, twisting his head, and then tearing it apart His flesh."

The clown said quietly in Benjamin's body.

His voice is so excited.

Benjamin lifted his eyelids, but he appeared behind the little fat man.

"Transformation?"

Everyone cried out in surprise, he, he is just a third-year student, how could such a complicated magic be possible.

In fact, this is just a teleportation magic. It doesn't have a long distance to change shape, but it is better than practical.

Benjamin had already held the little fat man's neck at this time and said with a sneer:

"Let me go? If you say one more thing in front of me, you will wait to go to hell!"

When Benjamin lowered the fat man's neck, he fell to the ground limply, even urinating on the floor.

Some people can't help but laugh out loud.

It was Professor Krutum who had been watching coldly without making a sound.

"Benjamin, come here now."

Professor Krutum glanced at him, then turned and walked out of the classroom.

Benjamin shrugged, handed the little devil's head to Victor with a daunted look, and followed him honestly.

"What did he ask me to do in the past? Isn't he trying to preach to me?"

Benjamin thought helplessly. When he was surrounded by the gusty wind, his whole mind was in a state of crash.

It wasn't until the wind was about to tear his body into pieces that Benjamin suddenly realized that if he wanted to live, he had to kill the little demon.

As for how he killed the little devil in the end, Benjamin is not sure.

It seemed, it seemed that the blood of the ancient god in his body had begun to explode again.

After Benjamin's consciousness regained his consciousness, he discovered that the little demon had died.But its head appeared in his own hands.

Bloody.

At that moment, Benjamin had no initial fear at all, only an inexplicable feeling remained.

It's as if, as if nothing happened.

And he had to admit that the thrill of killing was the same as refining necromantic creatures, exciting him.

When he walked out of here again, he had already guessed that it would definitely arouse Krutum's idea.

It's just that he didn't expect that Krutum's actions would be so fast.

Durmstrang is different from Hogwarts in that the professor's office here is very close to the teaching building.Of course, Benjamin believes that this is because their school building is too small.

Krutum was sitting in front of a simple desk with a newspaper on it.

There is no doubt that it is the Daily Prophet.

It's just that on this newspaper, a woman is talking non-stop.

Benjamin quickly turned his gaze back to Krutum.

"You went to the forest today, what did you see there."

Krutum didn't even ask about the little devil.

Benjamin cleared his throat and said to him:

"I saw a research room. It was filled with magical creatures, some magical creatures that shouldn't exist."

Benjamin lowered his head, but he was very honest.He believes that Krutum, as Durmstrang's professor, absolutely knows the existence of this place, and that his lying is meaningless.

"Oh, so you really went there."

Krutum looked unsurprisingly, "Then are you in danger inside? I believe that there is absolutely no way to be as safe as our classroom."

Benjamin shrugged. He doesn't think the classroom is safe now.Just now, he almost died inside!

"I met a researcher, but she wanted to kill me. Later, Andy and Victor and I defeated her."

Benjamin said half-truth.

Krutummi raised his eyes, and he looked at Benjamin carefully, as if he wanted to know the truth of his words.

"Defeat? You guys are really good."

Krutum didn't really say, "But I'm curious, what exactly did you use, and where did Andy go?"

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