I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts Chapter 555

The blue flames danced happily out of the protection of the magic flames. They ignored the resistance of the green flames, squeezed in forcefully, and then covered them to become another new line of words.

Still using those letters, but with a completely different meaning.

mrtomadildolover (Mr Tom is a **** lover)

Voldemort, who was being held by his subordinates, immediately let out a resentful and trembling voice: "How dare you!"

Sean spread his hands indifferently: "You really don't have a sense of humor, Mr. Riddle."

The people around all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the sentence that Sean had corrected. It seemed that Voldemort had quite a bad reputation among this group of people.

Voldemort's voice was dry and weak, but the spite and viciousness in it could not be erased.

"Wallop, everything about you disgusts me—"

"That's really my honor~" Sean in the circle of fire bowed politely and replied casually.

He is observing the surrounding environment.

What is certain is that he did come to the village of Little Hangleton, which is the area where Gaunt's old house is located. The public cemetery next to the church here is where Voldemort's biological father, old Tom Riddle, is buried.

The last time he was here was at the end of the second grade...

Sean glanced casually, and some shadow worms crawled out of his trousers under the cover of the fire, and then quietly blended into the shadows and squirmed around.

Apart from the chunky figure holding Voldemort, there were dozens of figures surrounding him.

Moreover, with Sean's eyesight, it can be seen that most of the people here seem to be standing on the ground, but they are actually floating—this means that most of the people here are half-ghosts, returnees. important members of the.

According to my past experience, I can understand that the returnees are not all ghosts, but ghosts basically have a relatively high status in this organization-most of them are famous wizards or grandparents of pure-blood families who have died for a long time.

Most of the living members of the returnees are descendants of pure-blood families. They undertake the task of walking in the world, and their status is relatively low. Of course, their status is also directly related to the status of their ghost ancestors in the returnees.

Now, this group of returnees who are not low in the organization surrounded Voldemort and surrounded themselves...

It seems that the other party values ​​me very much. In addition, Voldemort seems to be valued quite a lot. Last time Leon Schneider tried to get "the blood of the enemy" from him. After the plan failed, there is still today's trap waiting for him.

Although, I stepped into this trap voluntarily...

However, this is not the point, the point is the people who can really threaten themselves.

Xiao En felt the magic power carefully, and after dealing with the criminals so many times, he learned the magic that can temporarily suppress the magic power of the criminals. Now he has a good understanding of the nature of the magic that belongs to the criminals alone.

It seems that there is no guilt container, not even silence... The little guy in my body has not issued a warning, which means that the other party did not even bring the mouth of silence...

It's a bit strange, Voldemort knew that there was silence in me, and he didn't come here with the mouth of silence...

The flash of thought was only for a moment. On the other side, Voldemort didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, even though he was held in his arms like a waste.

"Wallop, you are the same as always."

"Both Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Grindelwald have told me that people must maintain their true self. I am very glad that I have done this—well, do you need me to teach you?" Sean said with a smile.

His purpose this time is to capture Voldemort alive, so the opponent's delay can provide him with more room for observation-of course, all of this is based on his own safety, Sean has already taken the card from George Weiss in his hand .

Once any abnormality occurs, he will leave the scene directly without giving the other party any chance.

"Sharp mouth, Wallep, I look forward to tearing that mouth of yours." Voldemort suppressed his anger.

"I'm looking forward to it too, but can you wash your hands before doing this? I have a slight cleanliness." When it comes to poisonous tongue, Sean has never lost.

"I hope you can laugh in the future too—" Voldemort's voice was extremely cold.

These words seemed to be a signal, and all the returnees around slowly approached Xiao En's magic flame protection.

Sean frowned slightly. This is the trouble for the returnees. As ghost bodies, they will not be harmed by most of the spells. Does no harm to ghosts.

His upgraded Killing Curse can solve the opponent, but if possible, he doesn't want to expose it now-if he faces an important person among the returnees later, this will be his key method.

The basilisk remained in the ring, and there was only another spell that could deal with the returnee—Gaze of Nothingness, but the developer of this spell was right in front of him now...

My goal is still Voldemort, I can ignore other people, I don't want to wipe them out, I don't have this ability now...

But the trap in front of them is a bit crude. If Reinhardt didn't lie to himself, the other party should have the means to enter the mirror space—at this time, according to their expectations, their sister Ella should be alone in the mirror space.

Voldemort didn't show the posture he should have as a hostage, which is not in line with his character-either Reinhardt lied to himself, but the possibility of this is very small, or Reinhardt or Dumbledore overcharged When it comes to false news, or the returnees on both sides have the means of instant communication, they know that the plan against Ayla has not succeeded.

Of course, there is the last possibility. Voldemort doesn't know about this plan either. Kidnapping Ayla has other functions...

So why did Voldemort think that so many people could catch him? This guy has seen what [Arrogance] looks like when he wakes up. If I get to that point, none of them can survive, whether you are a ghost or a second-generation Dark Lord who is eager to be resurrected.

If I didn't transform into a giant, although I don't have such strong magic power to deal with everyone, it is not difficult for me to escape-judging from the current situation, I don't even need to use the card from George Weiss.

Where did Voldemort get his confidence...

Sean held up his wand, observing the formation surrounded by the returnees, and at the same time continuously released shadow worms to obtain more information.

A guy wearing a black hood and walking in the front seemed to be unable to bear it. He flicked his wand, and a burst of red light came.

This spell became a signal to attack, and everyone present raised their wands and launched an attack on the monstrous magic flame.

Sean didn't fight back, he let the magic spell hit the blue magic flame, silently feeling the opponent's strength.

As I expected, whether the returnees present are ghosts or living people, they all have at least the strength of Aurors. After two rounds of magic spells, Sean's magic flame protection has begun to stretch out flames towards the sky — This is a sign that the magic flame is gradually unable to absorb the spell.

In four more rounds at most, my magic flame will turn into a fire dragon to launch a final attack, although this attack has no effect on most of the returnees...

However, the cemetery in this area will be completely destroyed by my magic flame, which also includes the remains of old Tom Riddle - although there are not actual bones inside.

But Voldemort, who didn't know this, couldn't let the flames rage. If he wanted to be resurrected, he had to use his father's bone—did he keep it long ago?

With many thoughts, Sean, who was a little confused about the other party's thoughts, decided to take the initiative.

He stared at a returnee in the crowd who was not a ghost, and at the moment when the flames burst in front of him and blocked his vision, a curse roared out.

Something happened that Sean didn't expect. Although his spell was blocked by flames and his speed was extremely fast, the opponent was not weak either. He should at least show a blocking or dodging action.

But that person didn't seem to notice Sean's spell at all, and didn't make any moves!

What's going on... Sean frowned subconsciously.

The curse whizzed away, without even bumping into any light from the returnee, the target was very close!

However, at the moment when the spell was about to hit, an extremely strong sense of emotion surged into Sean's heart, as if the person who was about to be hit by the spell he issued was himself!

The returnee finally raised his head, and the mouth exposed under the hood raised a sinister arc.

There was a small crystal bottle hanging around his neck, and there was a golden spot of light flickering in the bottle, which seemed to be a fragment of something—it was that thing that caused Sean's heartache.

However, the curse could no longer be retracted. Sean tried to use his strong will to change the trajectory of the curse, but the curse shot out like an arrow had left the county. How could he change the trajectory so easily?

Sean's efforts had only a little effect, the spell was slightly deflected, and instead of hitting the crystal bottle, it hit the target's shoulder.

That terrible feeling surged up wildly, and Sean felt as if his heart had been hit hard with a hammer!

A wave of fluctuation spread out, and Xiao En was very familiar with the wave!

Yes... It's the fluctuation of time accident! If you change the concept, this fluctuation can almost be regarded as a glance of the world's will!

Although this fluctuation is extremely weak and incomparable to the fluctuation caused by Grindelwald, but... how is it possible, how could my spell cause such an effect... what the **** is that!

Sean, with a few drops of sweat running down his forehead, looked at the crystal bottle in disbelief. The golden light in the bottle trembled violently when Sean's spell hit the target, like a star about to fall, because This tremor caused the fluctuation of time.

At this time, Voldemort laughed heartily, and the subordinate who was holding him slowly turned around so that Sean could see him.

It was not much different from the image in my impression, a shriveled, disgusting, shrunken baby with no nostrils, only a sinister and cheerful snake boy.

Voldemort waved his hand, the Returner's attack temporarily stopped, and he let out a piercing laugh: "Oh, oh, oh—Wallep, I like your expression."

Sean didn't speak, just kept scanning. He found that all the people present were wearing the same crystal bottle, and the golden light flashed on everyone's chest.

His hand was already on the card from George Weiss, and the joke he had prepared a long time ago was about to blurt out.

This situation is not what I expected, and I can't continue to entangle.

Just as he was about to escape, Voldemort sneered: "Want to run, Wallep? I advise you not to... Your dear teacher, Mr. Grindelwald, probably doesn't want you to run away either?"

Saying that, the two returnees rushed into Xiao En's magic flame like crazy, and they also wore that kind of crystal bottle.

A tragic cry came, and the two people were not ghost bodies, so they couldn't escape the damage of the magic flame—however, the two waves trembled across the world again.

Sean's heartache can't be eliminated at all.

Moreover, those two people did not know what magic spell they used before turning into ashes, and the magic flame was separated into a cluster, and then floated in front of Voldemort.

"Want to run again, Wallep?"

Voldemort sneered, and immediately the returnees gathered in front of the cluster of magic flames, and raised their crystal bottles.

Sean lowered his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes.

I don't know why something can react with my own magic power to cause time fluctuations. If it's just that, it's okay. After all, the fluctuations are very weak and cannot cause time accidents, and the emotional feeling it causes seems to be only for me, and I can wriggle out of this feeling - but! Today happens to be the day Grindelwald becomes one!

Grindelwald is already at a critical juncture of melting time. If there are more time fluctuations, the will of the world will notice the fire that should have been hidden in the curtain because of these fireflies!

The date of the last competition is the same as the date when Grindelwald merged into one. Although I have divination out the location of Grindelwald through unstable coins, no one knows—but the other party does not need to know, as long as it can influence up.

The fluctuation of time ignores distance and location...

Part of Trelawney's prophecy must have been spread~www.mtlnovel.com~ The other party lacked some key information, but they judged the key content—time has something to do with Grindelwald...

As Sean thought, Voldemort laughed happily: "Originally, this plan didn't need to be so troublesome—Wallup, you can always just block our way forward, but unfortunately, you are not tall enough to show off There are too many gaps."

"This is the end of the matter, and it's okay to tell you—that idiot Trelawney, her talents have been wasted too much, she spent so much time and energy, and her prophecies can only be spread intermittently, and you intercepted them." Part of — fortunately, we have quite a few prophets here."

"Ha—" he laughed, "The time accident was indeed related to Grindelwald. Although we don't know what exactly happened, we got a revelation from the prophecy—today is the most critical day for Grindelwald and time. .”

"That old coward was well hidden, though—but that's all right, we've got you, Wallep!"

"Come on, come on, it's time for you to make a choice! Stand here and let me slaughter you, or choose to give up your dear teacher?"

Voldemort laughed wildly.

Chapter end