Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

Perimeter of the Forbidden Forest.

The professors saw Fiendfire disappear.

Understand that Lucas et al are out of danger.

"We'll hurry there!"

Snape walked quickly.

It can be seen that he is very worried about Della's safety.

Seeing this, the other three professors could only speed up their pace to keep up with the figure in front of them.

This is a pain for Professor Flitwick, who has goblin blood.

Entrance to the Forbidden Forest.

Hermione was looking up at Hagrid.

"Please Hagrid, take me in, I'm worried if I don't see Lucas!"

"But... Dumbledore has ordered you not to be involved.

Hagrid was in a dilemma.

If only Hermione begged.

He could still ruthlessly refuse.

It could be seen that Harry was also staring at him beggingly.

Hagrid became momentarily hesitant.

Seeing that he had shaken a bit, Hermione continued.

"Headmaster Dumbledore was worried that we would be burned by the flames, but now the flames are out, aren't they?"

"Hagrid, Della is missing because of me, please!"

Hagrid looked back and forth at the two young wizards in front of him.

At last he sighed and said: "When you go in, you must follow me."

The two of Hermione nodded quickly.

Seeing this, Hagrid picked up the oil lamp and walked towards the entrance.

"Wait, wait, I suddenly feel sick to my stomach, why don't Yaya and I wait here for you to come back.

They didn't force Ron to follow.

Agree to his request.

Hagrid led Hermione into the Forbidden Forest again.

And their direction is also the position where the giant fiery python raged just now.

As for the nearest Dumbledore30.

At this moment, it was almost at the eight-eyed spider's lair.

He was most worried about Lucas meeting Voldemort.

As Voldemort's teacher, even as a guide.

Dumbledore knew how powerful the other's rhetoric was.

"How do you know I'm around?" Quirrell asked suspiciously.

He thought he was very careful about lurking.

There should be no show.

Quirrell didn't have the slightest bit of submissiveness in class at this point.

His eyes were cold and his face was bloodless.

Looks like a dead man?

Lucas first helped the unconscious Della to a safe position.

"Professor Quirrell, the wind in the forest brings with you that sickening smell of garlic.

"However, I'm curious, what is the professor doing in the Forbidden Forest if he doesn't rest so late?"

Lucas looked very relaxed.

But the standing position put Della Ke firmly behind.

The hand holding the wand did not relax for a moment.

"Let me tell him, idiot!"

A low, husky voice came from the back of Quirrell's head.

Lucas raised an eyebrow.

The wand in his hand tightened three points again.

As Quirrell turned, he took off the hood of his cloak.

An old face appeared in front of Lucas.

How to describe it?

Although Voldemort at this time is better than the noseless image in the future.

But that's all.

He looks like a rumpled monkey now.

"Oh! That's amazing, Professor Quirrell, you're conjoined twins!"

"Didn't think we'd meet again, little Grindelwald!"

"Sorry, I don't remember knowing a friend like you."

Voldemort wasn't offended by Lucas' words.

This surprised him a bit.

Not to say that as the number of Horcruxes made increases.

Did Voldemort become very violent and bloodthirsty?

Before he could figure it out.

Voldemort's deep voice sounded again: "No, we met, just a few months ago in Gringotts, let me introduce myself, my name is Voldemort.

In the silent night, the breeze blows through the forest.

Lucas looked at each other calmly.

Voldemort also silently stared at the boy in front of him.

"It's really unexpected, you are one of the few people who are not afraid to hear my name, and I did not misread you.

"Young man, follow me, I can give you supreme glory, surrender at my feet, kiss the corner of my robe lightly, and honor your loyalty.

"Ahem!" Lucas waved his hand and said, "Sorry!"

He took a few deep breaths, suppressing the smile in his heart.

"Mr. Voldemort, I don't know how you gained the loyalty of the Death Eaters, but I think no normal person would be willing to kneel down and kiss your dirty robe.

"As for following you? Oh Merlin! Could you please find a decent body first?"

"Your state is really unconvincing. Follow you? Like your physical body that was beaten by someone?"

"Or do you want to hang on to a rodent like you did?"

"Another reminder, Mr. Riddle, my Fiendfire made such a big commotion just now."

"The professors should be on their way at this moment, and Dumbledore might be among them, are you sure you want to stay?"

"Bastard, you are not allowed to mention that last name!" Voldemort waved his wand angrily.

Red's Cruciatus Curse flew towards Lucas.

"Disarm you!"

Lucas countered quickly.

He was quickly wiped out after colliding with Voldemort's spell.

The imagined scene like Harry Potter didn't happen.

really.

Lucas knew he wasn't a good welder!

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

"Avada has a big mouth!"

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

"Cruciate!"

"Bones to pieces!"

"The soul is out of body!"

The spells of the two were thrown out one after another.

The three Unforgivable Curses were used very skillfully in Voldemort's hands.

Lucas didn't budge either.

Every spell used carries a mortal threat.

The curse exchange between the two lasted for about a minute.

Just then.

Lucas staggered suddenly.

"Disarm you!"

Voldemort seized the opportunity and successfully knocked Lucas' wand into the air.

He floated in front of Lucas.

The wand in his hand pressed against the opponent's chin: "I'll give you another chance."

"Surrender to me, I allow you to kiss the corner of my robe lightly!"

suddenly.

A few chuckles sounded.

A strong wind blows from the depths.

The wizard robes of the two of them were blown loudly.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Voldemort's heart.

Just as he was about to step back.

The blond boy in front of him suddenly raised his head.

In the deep blue pupils, there are currently two clusters of dark purple lights dancing.

"plunder!"

Ancient elf magic is activated.

There is a mysterious attraction in the palm of Lucas' left hand.

Quirrell's magic power was sucked out of the body, and it continuously gathered in Lucas' palm.

The magic of Purple gives people a mysterious beauty, which is fascinating.

But Voldemort was very panicked at the moment.

He was desperately trying to break free from Lucas' grip.

But the opponent took the first step to control the wand.

Only then did Voldemort understand.

The boy in front of him deliberately let him knock his wand away just now.

It was a bold move.

What if it was not the Disarming Curse that was uttered at that time, but the Killing Curse.

The result would be quite different.

Even Voldemort was terrified at this moment by the horrific scheming of the young man in front of him.

"Are you so sure I'll use the Disarming Charm?"

"Of course, because my surname is Grindelwald, you must not let go of the opportunity to make me surrender, because I am alive, so I can bring you greater benefits!"

At this time.

Looting magic is drawing to a close.

Voldemort broke free from his restraints and fled backwards.

Lucas looked at the magic power of Purple in his palm, and slowly absorbed it.

A faint light flashed in his blue eyes.

Lucas could clearly feel that his magic power had become much stronger.

Please forgive him for being rude before.

Fairy magic is really easy to use! It is indeed the magic that only fairies can use!

He reached out and recalled his wand.

Lucas looked at Voldemort who was wary of him.

Just as he was about to start the second round of duel with the opponent

Several people's calls came from the forest in the distance.

"Lucas, Dellako, where are you?"

"Merlin, you must be careful!"

"Lucas!"

It was the voices of Hagrid, Hermione and Harry.

Lucas shrugged his shoulders to Voldemort: "It seems that the professors should be here soon, Mr. Voldemort, are you sure you don't want to leave yet?"

"Bastard, I remember you, dare to reject the great Dark Lord, when I return, I will definitely not let you go!"

Lucas nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, that's right, Lord Dark Lord is awesome, welcome to come again next time."

The voice just fell.

He raised his wand!

"Disarm you!"

Voldemort manipulated Quirrell's body and raised his wand to block it.

But he didn't know that this spell was not as simple as a disarming spell.

Voldemort looked in amazement at the wand that was gradually cracking and finally falling apart.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why would the Disarming Curse cause such a result.

But he has no time to stay and study carefully.

Voldemort threw down the broken wand in his hand, turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Until the other party walked for a long time.

Lucas just relaxes.

If it weren't for plundering part of Quirrell's magic.

He probably couldn't hold it anymore.

The monstrous fiery fire before had cost him a lot of magic power.

It is already not easy to fight Voldemort.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a new achievement: repelling the darkness; reward: 200 achievement points. 】

【Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the ultimate achievement

Ultimate achievement?

Lucas immediately turned on the system, ready to see what the ultimate achievement is!.