There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 104

As we all know, genuine ones hate pirated ones the most.

Not right, Mark has seen a lot of genuine copies that indulge in piracy in his previous life.

For example, Microsoft supports Huaguo to use the pirated version of Wendushi system, just to open up the market.

Another example is that some websites are strictly guarded against theft, but some larger websites are like a sieve, and sometimes pirated versions are updated faster than genuine ones...

Good thing Voldemort wasn't like that.

Mark said the word "pretend", which smoked Voldemort's seven orifices.

In order to uphold Voldemort's intellectual property rights and maintain Voldemort's brand reputation, Voldemort resolutely attacked Mark.

He held an elder wand with confidence.

The greatest dark lord in history controls the strongest magic wand in the past and present. Although the magic world is big, who is the opponent?

The long sword... the magic wand is empty, and the heroes are tied, isn't it also sad?
Then, Mark reached out and found an elderberry wand.

Voldemort rubbed his dark eyes.

Look at the wand in Mark's hand, and look at the wand in his own hand.

Pattern, material, length, thickness, exactly the same.

The muscles in the corners of Voldemort's eyes twitched violently. At this point in time, the elder wand should be in Dumbledore's hands!

"Could it be that he is really me?" Voldemort doubted himself for the first time: "After I am resurrected, I will conquer the wizarding world, subdue the dark wizard, defeat Dumbledore and take the Elder Wand."

"So, the dark wizard worships him, and Grindelwald recognizes him."

"Am I admitting my mistake?"

Voldemort's eyes swept over Mark, left and right, up and down, but he didn't look like himself no matter what.

Can I still not recognize myself?
joke.

"Forget it, no matter who it is, he must be the root cause of this world's rampage." Voldemort slowly raised his wand: "Even if it is really me, I will kill him!"

I, Voldemort!
Super fierce!

Get anxious, I even kill myself!

Then no then.

Mark went shoulder to shoulder with Grindelwald, and Voldemort was beaten to autism on the spot.

"Do you still have the glory of wizards!" Voldemort roared: "More people bully less!"

"Facing a dark wizard like you pretending to be someone else, you don't need to talk about the rules of the world." Mark waved his wand to imprison Voldemort's actions. Next to him, Grindelwald was experienced and experienced, and he lost Avada Kedavra.

Avada Kedavra takes a long time to cast, so it is naturally powerful.

It couldn't kill Voldemort, but it did a lot of damage to Voldemort.

"You forced me!" Voldemort waved his wand, and the door of Bojinbok shop opened: "Come out, my friends, and let them see the real power!"

Everyone was shocked.

Could it be that the impostor dared to impersonate Voldemort because he had hidden a secret weapon?

Unfortunately, after a long time, there is still silence.

Inside the Bojinbok store, it seemed empty.

Voldemort's heart beat faster.

what happened?

Shouldn't they run away?
Am I being abandoned?
"Scared me."

"Dark Lord, cut off his bones, that's all!"

"How dare you impersonate the Dark Lord. If I were the Dark Lord, I would engrave my name on his skull!"

"Cut his waist out, he can't close his mouth from ear to ear!"

The people who eat melons were just ready to flash away at any time, and now they relax and return to normal.

At this moment, music suddenly sounded from the Bojinbok store.

Huoyun Cthulhu walked out in big strides wearing two-strand slippers.

"I am the master of the wind and clouds, and I am willing to break through and be looked up to by all the people."

"I don't need to look back when I'm all-powerful."

"Overturning the earth, I decided that I would write the law of self-respect."

"This fierce wolf with twinkling eyes!"

Huoyun Cthulhu put his hands on his hips, looked up at the sky, and looked up at the sky, ignoring Mark, Grindelwald, and the thousands of wizards around him.

"What's going on, why hasn't my strength been strengthened?"

Huoyun Cthulhu frowned. After entering the space of the main god, he experienced a certain extremely high-end world. He narrowly escaped death and almost survived.

Fortunately, great danger means great opportunity.

Huoyun Cthulhu obtained the remnants of a peerless skill called the Nine Calamities of Heaven and Man from that world.

Madness!

Kuang Calamity is very strong, and every word of Huoyun Cthulhu's words in battle has incredible magic power, the more he speaks, the more he will attack Kuba, and his attacks will be blessed.

Boys who like to brag will not be too bad luck.

"Isn't the superstar in troubled times crazy enough?" Fire Cloud Cthulhu thought it was inconceivable that he came out with his own BGM, and no wizard thought he was crazy, which made him feel very embarrassed.

Could it be a cultural difference that wizards can't understand?
Kind wizards help him answer questions.

"What's on it?"

"I don't know, I don't understand."

"Inexplicably, this is the real power hidden by the counterfeit? It's really powerful. Are they trying to laugh at me to death and inherit my Gringotts vault?"

Huoyun Cthulhu calmly stretched out his hand, and smashed the Walkman in Bojinbok store with invisible energy.

The world is quiet.

"One hundred secrets and one sparse."

"I never expected that it is not cultural differences that affect the madness, but language differences." Huoyun Cthulhu still maintains a posture of pulling cool bullies and treating wizards like floating clouds.

"I'm crazy and strong, it's useless if they don't understand!"

"Don't be lazy in the future!"

The reincarnated person is proficient in spells in the constant language of the main god, and the Walkman cannot.

With the appearance of Huoyun Cthulhu, Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine if your teammates don't run away.

Then, the black-hearted tiger came with steady steps. He took off his headgear, revealing a ferocious tiger head with a faint king character on his forehead. The scarlet cloak fluttered in the wind, and his two furry tiger claws looked at Mark with a cruel smile.

"Damn it, Fantastic Beasts!"

"I heard that a werewolf has a wolf head and a human body, but it has a tiger head and a human body... Could it be a tiger?"

"Nonsense, there is no such magical animal as a tiger man in the world!"

"Oh? That means it is not under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic? If we catch it and put it in the zoo, and charge tickets for wizards to visit, wouldn't it be a big profit?"

"No, how much money can you make by closing the zoo? What if the Ministry of Magic jumps out one day and asks you to hand it in? I heard that the famous scholar Newt Scamander likes to collect magical animals, and then sell them to him. It's blood money."

Handing over to the Ministry of Magic can only get a few galleons in material rewards. Is this money enough for a fart?

If you don't hand it in, it will be even more uncomfortable. The Ministry of Magic will say that you have committed a crime. Not only will your things be taken away, but you will also be fined dozens or even hundreds of Galleons. The trouble is dead.

It is more appropriate to sell to powerful collectors.

The Ministry of Magic has an opinion, let them go to Newt to talk to them.

Newt is a famous village sage.

As the first wizard who successfully captured the Dark Lord Grindelwald, compiled the textbook "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" for Hogwarts, and also received the Order of Merlin Second Class Medal, Newt has already created an indestructible golden body. Don't dare to move him.

This kind of person secretly raises a few magical animals that are not allowed by the law, and the Ministry of Magic mostly turns a blind eye and pretends not to see it.

The black heart tiger is furious, the king is standing here, and you are discussing whether to lock me up in the zoo or sell me to a private collector?

I'll kill you all later!
Some melons cannot be eaten!
Whoever eats will die!

Bai Yue walked out with Ban Tianyue, Bai Yue's face was calm, Ban Tianyue was wearing a grimace mask, no one knew his expression.

They stood behind Voldemort, and it was obvious that they were Voldemort's confidence.

"Sure enough, this bald head is a fake!" Some people who eat melons swear by it: "The real Dark Lord is so high that even half-blood wizards look down on him, let alone magical animals?"

"Fantastic animals are not worthy of making friends with wizards, let alone being friends with the Dark Lord!"

"They are only worthy of crawling at the feet of wizards, bowing their knees and begging for mercy!"

Black Heart Tiger: "..."

Although no one mentioned my name, I felt like you were talking about me.

"more than!"

"Look at their faces. One is a magical animal, one hides its head and shows its tail, one has a bald head, and one has a black hair. Their painting styles are completely different from ours, okay?"

"The Dark Lord's core team must be our own people, they are all in a mess."

The wizards have golden hair, red hair and brown hair, green eyes, blue eyes and purple eyes, but no black hair and black eyes.

Fantastic Beast Black Heart Tiger can hardly contain himself.

Hiding his head and showing his tail for a long time, he pretended not to hear it.

The black-haired crooked nut Baiyue always keeps a mysterious smile.

Huoyun Cthulhu blinked his eyes, and he looked at his four companions, none of them fit the description of bald and crooked nuts.

That is to say...

Huoyun Cthulhu touched his head.

Thin hair grows on the sides, and the middle is bald and full of pomade.

Fire Cloud Cthulhu was furious.

When people reach middle age, they can't help themselves.

Baldness is a very normal thing.

Do I want to be bald?I don't want to either!
What is wrong with this world, it is full of slander and harm to bald people everywhere, it must be a system problem!

Huoyun Cthulhu was known as the Ultimate Killer King when he was young.

Later, when he got older, he retired to a mental hospital for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. His temper did not disappear, and he was still decisive in killing and never relentless.

"Today, either I will kill you, or you will kill me!"

Huoyun Cthulhu said every single word.

Mocking me as bald, you all have to die!

In the Nine Disasters between Heaven and Man, which he is majoring in now, language has magical power.

For the sake of madness, Huoyun Cthulhu watched a lot of Hong Kong comics and learned the language of the strong.

He raised his right hand and hooked his middle finger to the melon eaters.

"Jie jie jie jie, shut up for me, you bastard, or I'll let you hit the street on the spot!"

Too bad things didn't go well.

"He spoke so strangely that he couldn't understand."

"I can only understand Jie Jie Jie Jie."

"What do you mean by the latter words?"

"I don't know, is it the native dialect of Wai Guoren?"

This time the wizards understood, but couldn't understand the meaning.

There are huge cultural differences between the East and the West, and there is a long way to go to understand each other.

"Brother Evil God, you are too embarrassing." Hei Xinhu said, "I can't listen anymore."

"Can you call him brother Huoyun?" Ban Tianyue said, "The word "evil god" is also quite awkward."

"The strong man defies the sky, and when he meets the strong, he will be strong. Today I will kill you bunch of scumbags to pieces!" Huoyun evil god turned a deaf ear to him, and the strong man kept talking, arrogant and unruly.

Unfortunately, the effect is not very good.

Wizards don't understand, reincarnators understand, but feel awkward.

It doesn't matter, Huoyun Cthulhu is full of energy, and the madness can be achieved not only with words, but also with actions!

"I want to defeat all of you, because I am Huoyun Cthulhu!" Huoyun Cthulhu made a move, and he moved like a ghost.

Before entering the main god's space, Huoyun Cthulhu was able to catch bullets with his bare hands.

Now, through experience, his speed is even faster!

However, warriors are fast, how can they be faster than wizards?
Mark and Grindelwald apparated, and the speed was many times faster than Huoyun Cthulhu.

Huoyun Cthulhu didn't panic at all, he didn't care about Grindelwald, he caught Mark, and chased after him.

When wizards and warriors fight, the most important thing is to keep a distance.

Warriors, within a short distance, there are as many enemies as possible.

Wizards are different, their bodies are fragile, and they rely on magic to defeat the enemy.

Wizards aren't much better than Muggles if they can't cast spells.

In history, many wizards who once possessed elderberry wands had powerful mana and superb fighting consciousness, but their heads were cut off while they were sleeping at night.

Mark's apparition is not far away, and it's not one-on-one, so there is no need to pull far away.

Huoyun Cthulhu seized the opportunity and slapped it down with his big hand, feeling extremely hard and unable to penetrate it.

"Armor protection!"

Ordinary armor can only resist the bright energy, but not the dark energy.

The armor body formed by spells is different, with dual defenses of physical and magic. No matter how strong Huoyun Cthulhu is, it can only defeat the armor body, but it can't do anything to the sheltered Mark.

"Kouhu, defeat me!" Huoyun Cthulhu laughed wildly. He can punch countless punches one after another, and he can fight for three days and three nights without getting tired. How many spells can a wizard cast?

"One spell is enough." The wand in Mark's hand lightly pressed against Huoyun Cthulhu's chest: "Damn out!"

A martial artist with profound skills has strong resistance, and Mark's unconsciousness can make him unconscious for a second at most.

But one second is enough.

More than 2000 black wizards scattered around raised their wands in unison.

"Quickly imprisoned!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

"Clear water is like a spring!"

"Transfiguration Spell!"

There are too many black wizards, control and damage go hand in hand, Fire Cloud Cthulhu is accused of losing his temper, and countless spells bombard him frantically.

The resistance is high, and it is not magic immunity.

The black wizards are good and bad, and they can't stand the number to win.

The wizard was approached by warriors, and the wizard escaped death.

But give wizards a chance, their weird and magical spells can also make warriors unable to survive or die.

Even Huoyun Cthulhu, whose battle strength is comparable to that of a legendary wizard, couldn't hold back.

Black Heart Tiger and Ban Tianyue looked at each other. The two of them were pure warriors and lacked means of mass destruction.

It's okay to fight against people, but it's too risky to be placed on a battlefield with thousands of people, and wizards will sneak up on them at any time.

Voldemort was equally uncomfortable.

The spells in the world of Harry Potter are too partial, and the legendary master of black magic, Voldemort, doesn't know a few large-scale group attack spells.

Nothing more than blazing flames, Fiendfire, and lightning storms.

It's okay to fight against dozens of people, but it's impossible to fight against thousands of people.

"Lord of the Moon Worship, do you have the means to clear the field?" Voldemort asked,
Worshiping the moon, the Nanzhao national teacher, a man called a god by the people.

Legend of Sword and Fairy is a big BOSS with profound spells.

Voldemort could only count on him.

Baiyue didn't speak.

Voldemort looked back, almost cursing.

Bai Yue, who was still here just now, disappeared at some point!

"Things are now..." The black-hearted tiger said loudly: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. The future will be long, and there will be a period later!"

"My generation of warriors is not good at fighting many enemies with one." Ban Tianyue also said: "Find a time, find out where he lives, sneak over in the middle of the night, and take his life!"

One teammate ran away, one teammate was arrested, and the two teammates were thinking about running away. What can Voldemort do?

An Apparition, Voldemort disappeared.

In terms of running away, Voldemort was never afraid of anyone.

Hei Xinhu and Ban Tianyue sighed.

Fortunately, as members of the Demon Cult, they are also proficient in escape methods.

Otherwise, he would have been hacked to death by well-known and decent young heroes.

Except for the Fire Cloud Cthulhu who was firmly under his control, the four reincarnations disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mark waved his hand.

"A bounty is offered to the whole magic world for their traces."

"As for the reward..."

"50 million!"

(End of this chapter)