A bizarre adventure at Hogwarts

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The audience screamed and wailed to escape, and Dumbledore’s side, which was confronting the Death Eaters, was eerily quiet.

The teachers silently walked to Dumbledore’s side, and the weaker ones used to evacuate the crowd with the Aurors, no matter what, they couldn’t let these spectators be harmed on Hogwarts territory, which was about the school’s thousand-year honor!

“We… What to do now? ”

Fleur’s face was bitter, didn’t she say that the protagonists of the Triwizard Tournament were three warriors? She is obviously ready to be robbed of the limelight by Joshua, and the champion is not ready to ask for anything, why is there such a file suddenly again?

“What to do? Of course, it’s watching people perform…”

Joshua stepped forward, and Lockhart’s strange behavior just now was definitely not untargeted.

“Humph… I didn’t expect such an incident to happen…”

“Can you do it? Lockhart…”

Barty Jr. didn’t know when he came behind Lockhart, and a strange two-on-two confrontation scene formed on the Quidditch pitch.

“That’s nature…”

Lockhart sneered, unlike the sunny Sir Merlin before, his smile was now full of gloomy feeling, and the dark whisper was as cold as a poisonous tongue spitting out letters.

Somehow, Joshua’s mind suddenly flashed, and he remembered someone.

“Quirrell?!”

Lockhart was stunned for half a second, and then said, “I’m not that big fool for Quirrell… That stupid guy deserves only ashes in hell …. And I am the servant who can lead the master to resurrection. ”

“He… What does he mean by this? ”

Lockhart did not deliberately suppress his voice, and even the Death Eaters not far away were a little confused.

Tom’s face changed suddenly, but just as he wanted to step forward, he found Dumbledore staring at him.

Originally, Tom’s plan was to forcefully announce the return of “himself” when the Triwizard Tournament reached its climax, and to attack the audience through various means, with his understanding of Dumbledore, he would never sit idly by on such an occasion, he would definitely fight fires everywhere and be exhausted, and his subordinates only needed to stop those Aurors, and finally he and the others could completely retreat.

But who knows, there are surprisingly many Aurors here in this Triwizard Tournament! As if the Aurors of the whole country had come! (Actually, it’s just more foreign Aurors)

Not to mention, it turns out that Lockhart and Barty Crouch Jr. are ready to do that kind of thing! Now I want to go over and destroy it, but I am stared at by Dumbledore… Isn’t this just a turn to the offensive?!

On the other side, Lockhart’s maniacal laughter became more and more obvious, and Crouch also protected him, and the Aurors on the side were a little confused and afraid to step forward.

“Enough, Lockhart… I can’t wait… I want to meet my enemies, my servants… And… That I….”

Another voice suddenly came from Lockhart’s body, slightly low and hoarse, completely different from Lockhart’s tenor.

“Wow… Sure enough, it was him…”

Joshua read it in a low voice.

“Who?”

Fleur didn’t know when she had shrunk behind Joshua, and carefully poked her head out to look at Lockhart.

“You can tell it just by looking at it.”

Lockhart smiled, as if bathing in starlight on the stage, and the audience who had not yet withdrawn subconsciously looked at him.

I saw him violently tear off his upper clothes.

Fleur “Wow! The ground screamed, but still refused to close his eyes, carefully looked at Lockhart’s still beautiful upper body, although there are no eight-pack abs and strong pimple meat, but Lockhart’s body shape is definitely good, but he is not the same as ordinary people.

Above his left chest… There is a pale face.

“Do you think you’re a Thousand Hands Pillar…”

Joshua whispered again, but unfortunately no one could pick up the meme.

The voice that came from Lockhart’s body just now was naturally made by him.

The pale face opened its eyes, and the crimson pupils seemed to have endless evil, and just looking at him seemed to fall into boundless darkness.

“Black… The Dark Lord….”

Peter Pettigrew read subconsciously.

But the next moment, with a flash of light, his left arm was cut off by a single root.

“Peter, Peter…”

Tom laughed, and Peter’s broken arm reached his hand at some point, and he lowered his head to play with the chubby hand.

Sneered, “There is only one Dark Lord. ”

The Death Eaters immediately bowed their heads, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Of course, they knew that the face was real, but the one in front of them was not fake! The double pain in my arm is not covered! Both Dark Lords have already fallen into a state of rage!

Perhaps bored, Tom threw his arm into the sky, and before it landed, the flesh and blood on it were quickly consumed in the void, and when it fell to the ground, it had turned into white bones.

“Let’s go, let’s go meet him.”

Tom took the lead and led the way down.

Professor McGonagall wanted to do something, but was stopped by Dumbledore, who shook his head vaguely and led the teachers down to the bottom of the court.

“Huh, want to disrupt the rhythm of my resurrection?”

The “pale face” suddenly said sharply: “Lockhart, hurry up!” ”

Lockhart instantly threw the three vials in his hand into the crucible that was still boiling in front of him.

“Father’s bones, inadvertently donated, can give your son a second life!”

The crucible lit up with a gray light.

“The flesh of a servant, donated voluntarily, can bring your master back to life!”

The crucible lit up with a white light.

“The blood of the enemy, forced to be sacrificed, can resurrect your enemy!”

After the red light lit up, Lockhart took out a small knife from his robe, aimed it at the face on his left chest, slashed hard, cut off a large piece of flesh and blood, and threw it directly into the crucible that was still boiling, after doing all this, Lockhart’s body was soft, and a large amount of blood loss made him quite uncomfortable, but the little Barty behind him supported him.

The diamond-like sparks above the crucible splashed outward, so bright and dazzling that everything around them turned a black velvety color.

Then, through the white mist in front of him, creepyly, a man’s black figure slowly rose from the crucible, tall and thin, like a skeleton. _

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