Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 129 Framed by Voldemort
"Okay, Mr. Riddle." Lean smiled and bent towards Voldemort.

Voldemort smiled happily when he saw that Lean began to follow the ritual standards, and bowed to Lean.

Then the two began to distance themselves from each other with their backs facing each other.

"Avada Kedavra."

The moment he turned around, Voldemort raised his wand and let out a loud shout.A green light glowed from the tip of Voldemort's wand, illuminating every corner of the staircase.

As soon as Lean lifted it, a dirt wall rose from the ground, blocking Voldemort's killing curse.And Lien's soil wall also shattered into clods and merged into the ground.

The flat ground made it difficult for people to see that an earthen wall had been raised here just now.

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting." Voldemort laughed coldly twice, but he never thought that this killing curse could kill Lean.

"The more interesting thing is yet to come, Mr. Riddle." Lean looked at Voldemort and said coldly.

It was the first time to let the basilisk deal with him, and this time he dealt with him directly.No matter who it is, they will get angry if they are attacked again and again.

"Really?" Voldemort also smiled, he didn't believe that the little guy in front of him could do anything.

But what happened next made Voldemort's eyes widen.

A dark light kept jumping in Lean's hand, and the most frightening thing was that Voldemort felt a trace of fear from that light.

"Damn it." Voldemort cursed in his heart, but on the surface he still looked calm.

Lean turned his hand, and the black light fell from Lean's hand as if it had quality, and reached the ground almost instantly.

As soon as the black light touched the ground, it immediately turned into a puddle of water and began to spread above the ground.

Voldemort looked at the black substance that was about to spread to his feet, and with a thought, he was ready to turn himself into a black mist.But the black matter spread too fast, before Voldemort was ready to turn into black mist, it had already spread to Voldemort's feet.

The black substance quickly spread up along Voldemort's feet, and at this moment, Voldemort turned into a cloud of black mist, drifted to the side, and condensed into a human form again.

And a large piece of his black robe has been corroded.

"Avada Kedavra." Voldemort.No more nonsense, just greet him with a killing spell.

"Magic Shield" Lean propped up the shield and directly resisted the killing spell.Afterwards, he started his spell storm.

Ice cones, fireballs, vines, soil thorns, etc., although the damage is not high, but they are better because they consume less mana and release them quickly. In such a small space, they can suppress the enemy.Most importantly, most of them also have control effects.

Voldemort unleashes the Iron Armor Charm, trying to counter Ryan's spell.But after he came into contact with it, he discovered that there were abnormalities in these spells.The slowness of the ice pick, the burning of the fireball, etc., all these made him understand that he underestimated the little wizard who was only in the second grade.

Although Voldemort.It's very strange where Lean's spells come from, but it's obvious that the current situation is not suitable for reminiscing about the past, and Lean will definitely not tell him.

"Fractured", "Thunderbolt Explosion", "Avada Kedavra"

Isn't it just magic suppression, who wouldn't.Voldemort thought so.

Lean also gave up those low-level spells, and began to use some powerful spells while hiding.Because those spells can't even break Voldemort's Iron Armor Curse except for putting some abnormal state on Voldemort.

But the place is only so big, no matter how the two sides hide, it is impossible to completely avoid the opponent's spell.So in just a few minutes, Lean and Voldemort were covered in scars.

At this time, Filch staggered and sobbed softly and came to this staircase.

"It seems that we can't fight today, boy, I hope you like the gift I gave you." As he said that, the black robe on Voldemort's body instantly turned into fly ash, revealing the face of the little wizard parasitized by Voldemort.

David Cardir, a Muggle wizard, fifth year, from Gryffindor.

David's body began to stiffen visibly, and his complexion also changed from pale to gray. Everything looked similar to Mrs. Norris's situation.

The potholes on the ground originally caused by the spell explosion were also filled in this instant, and everything became exactly the same as before Lien came.

Voldemort turned into a cloud of mist and floated around David, and he looked at Rin with scarlet eyes.I didn't see where he opened his mouth, but heard his voice.

"Boy, enjoy the treasure I left you."

After speaking, Voldemort disappeared in front of Lean.

"I knew it! I knew that the murderer would definitely appear again!" Filch shouted excitedly as he looked at Lean's figure.

He rushed towards Lean, trying to grab him.Ke Lien would do whatever he wanted, and directly hide himself with the Disillusionment Curse.

"Where did you go, where did you go? You're right here, I know, I know the Disillusionment Curse, I know!" Seeing Lean disappear, Filch couldn't hold his heartstrings any longer, and began to go crazy, constantly Flapping his arms around, hoping to catch Rean.

"Ah, another poor thing. My Norris, too." When he saw David lying on the ground, Filch slowly sat down on the ground and began to cry slowly.

Rian looked at the weeping Filch, shook his head, and turned back to the Slytherin lounge.

Not long after Rin lay down, he was woken up by Slytherin's prefect.

After Filch finished crying, he immediately found Professor Flitwick who was watching the night.After Professor Flitwick heard the news, he rushed over immediately, followed by Dumbledore, Snape and others.

Lockhart was there too.

Immediately afterwards, Dumbledore quickly notified the prefects to ask them to count the number of people in their colleges to prevent little wizards from going out at night.

The next morning, Lien came outside the restaurant, casually glanced at the academic style, and suddenly his eyes widened.

Slytherin's academic style became the second, No.1 became Hufflepuff, and No.3 was Ravenclaw.As for the last Gryffindor, it was so pitiful that there were only eleven gems left in the jar.

"Rin, have you heard that another little wizard has been petrified. And according to Professor Dumbledore, the chance of the injured little wizard waking up this time is very small."

Lean had just sat down at the table when Kex came up to him.

"And I heard from Filch that he saw the murderer last night, and he is now discussing with Principal Dumbledore to identify all the students in the school."

(End of this chapter)