Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

Chapter 177: Your little wizard knows the Killing Curse?! He really does…

Tom used the Levitation Charm to fly to the second-floor window, peering inside.

He saw several ugly men in the second-floor dining room.

They sat casually around the dining table, rudely tearing at the meat chops, while jeering at the four people lying on the ground.

Besides being ugly, these men had one thing in common: they all held wands in their hands…

Liddle had once said that among wizards, those who are particularly ugly are either pure-bloods or dark wizards. If you encounter a dark wizard who is also a pure-blood, then you should pray for good fortune, because these guys are not only powerful but also very perverted…

Tom couldn't tell which type these people were, but he was sure they were dark wizards.

Tom quickly made out the four people on the ground by the faint candlelight.

Two of them were his grandparents. Beside them, the butler, Mr. Augustus, was also lying on his back with his eyes closed.

Besides these three, there was also a man lying face down.

Tom couldn't see his face, but he could guess that it should be his cheap father, whom he had never formally met…

And in front of these four people stood another person.

But this person had his back to the window, so Tom couldn't see his face.

"Crucio!" The wizard mercilessly cast the Cruciatus Curse on the man on the ground.

"Ugh…" The man instantly curled up into a ball, revealing a face extremely similar to Tom's.

Old Tom's face was full of pain, and his messy gray hair was soaked with sweat…

It was obvious that before Tom arrived, he had endured the Cruciatus Curse more than once.

After a moment, the dark wizard stopped the Cruciatus Curse.

He precisely controlled his Cruciatus Curse, stopping in time when Old Tom was about to be unable to bear it.

After Old Tom recovered, he used the Cruciatus Curse again…

Anyone could see how deeply he hated Old Tom.

Watching his father being tortured into a non-human form, Tom outside the window tightly gripped the wand in his hand…

There were too many wizards in the house… He didn't have any confidence…

After ending another Cruciatus Curse, the dark wizard finally didn't continue.

He squatted down, grabbed Old Tom's gray hair, and pulled his head up.

"This is just a little interest! You filthy pig!" The wizard panted angrily. "You and that bitch both deserve to die! Both deserve to die!"

Old Tom's lips trembled, unable to say a word.

"Now… tell me, where is that little bastard? He took something he shouldn't have taken! Now, I want it back!"

Outside the window, Tom looked at his back, his eyes full of sinister resentment.

As soon as the wizard spoke, he recognized him.

Morfin Gaunt… his uncle…

Although he had no feelings for his cheap father, and it was even their first meeting.

But, Morfin Gaunt… a dog-like thing, he actually came for revenge? How dare he?!

Old Tom's body trembled, still unable to say a word.

"Hey, if you want to ask questions, you should ask them before torturing him. He's already like this, do you still expect to get anything out of him?"

At this time, a wizard next to him laughed mockingly.

"Shut up!" Morfin roared, enraged.

The wizard sneered at Morfin, "Gaunt, I'm not your subordinate! If you hadn't said that this Muggle family was very rich, and that all their money would be ours after it's done, I wouldn't have bothered with you!"

"Hurry up, I can't wait," another dark wizard said impatiently. "What's the point of talking to this trash who needs help even to deal with Muggles?"

Morfin's face flushed red with humiliation.

However, under the unkind gazes of these vicious people, he was frightened and shrank his neck, unable to vent his full of humiliation and anger.

"I… I just want to get my ring back. I don't want anything else from their family…"

"Hmph, do you still want to share the loot with me?" The wizard stood up with a disdainful expression, "Do you think your Gaunt family is still what it was hundreds of years ago? Brothers, let's go find the vault, forget about him."

The wizards immediately stood up and excitedly followed the leading wizard downstairs…

Afterwards, the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets began to echo from the first floor.

Morfin turned to look at Old Tom on the ground, "It's all your fault… you filthy pig, if it weren't for you, the Gaunt family wouldn't be left with only me!"

He took a deep breath, and then said: "Tell me, where is the little bastard you and that bitch gave birth to? Don't think about lying to me! I saw him come back in your family's carriage yesterday!"

Old Tom weakly raised his head, for the first time directly facing the grim-faced Morfin Gaunt.

"You… I…"

"Speak!"

"I say… say you're a dog fart! You ugly ghost! Incompetent wimp! Why don't you pee and drown yourself alive? Ha… want to get your things back? How did you manage to get robbed by a child? You useless thing, hahaha…"

Old Tom suddenly cursed a long string of words, not only stunning Morfin but also leaving Tom outside the window dumbfounded.

To be honest, after being tortured like that with the Cruciatus Curse, Old Tom, a Muggle, shouldn't have been able to speak at all.

In Tom's opinion, after suffering such torture as the Cruciatus Curse, even if Old Tom could speak now, he would definitely confess honestly.

Tom really hadn't expected that his good-for-nothing father would start yelling…

Was this really the good-for-nothing father who didn't even dare to meet him?

He was clearly very weak, wasn't he?!

"You're courting death!"

Morfin was almost driven mad with anger. It was one thing for other wizards to despise him.

But this dirty Muggle actually dared to curse him? Look down on him? How dare he? How dare he!

Watching the green light flare up in front of him, Old Tom knew, even without understanding magic, that he was probably going to die.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, as if mocking Morfin, and also mocking his own tragic life.

"Wizard? I'll go to your motherfucking wizard!" After cursing this last sentence, he closed his eyes, quietly awaiting the arrival of death.

The events of that year had left him with a shadow that would be difficult to erase for the rest of his life. Perhaps, it would be good to end it like this now…

"Avada…"

"Sectumsempra!"

"噗!"

An arm holding a wand flew up and landed far away on the ground.

"Ah!" Morfin clutched his arm and rolled on the ground, letting out a miserable wail.

Tom took off the Invisibility Cloak and floated in slowly from the window, landing in front of Old Tom.

Old Tom opened his eyes and saw this child who looked extremely similar to himself.

But in just a short second, he shifted his gaze, his face filled with timidity… as if the person who had just risked his life to angrily berate Morfin wasn't him at all.

"What's the situation upstairs?"

"That old waste isn't going to be killed by a Muggle, is he?"

Uninterrupted first release!

"Why do I feel like it's not surprising at all?"

"Alright! Let's go up and take a look first, don't let anything go wrong!"

Voices from downstairs floated up.

Afterward, a series of heavy footsteps echoed on the stairs!

"Let's go… Tom…" Old Tom said dejectedly.

He had no feelings for this son of his. In fact, every time he thought of this son, he couldn't help but recall those terrible years, so he had always avoided seeing his son.

But sometimes the influence of bloodlines was so wonderful.

After finally meeting his son, he realized that he wasn't as resistant in his heart as he had imagined…

Tom gave Old Tom a deep look, and the wand in his hand trembled violently.

The stairs immediately collapsed!

"Hey! Why did the stairs collapse?"

"Careful! There are other wizards upstairs!"

"Apparate up!"

Just as the stairs collapsed, Tom had already put on the Invisibility Cloak again and disappeared into the air.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!"

A series of whip-cracking sounds rang out as several Dark Wizards Apparated onto the upper floor.

But besides a few Muggles, there was only Morfin, who had lost an arm and was wailing in pain.

"Where is he?!"

"Old waste! Stop howling! Who cut off your arm?"

"Wuwu… It's him! That child! That child!"

Morfin wailed.

"Where is he?"

"Invisibility Cloak…"

"You old waste, you actually had your arm cut off by a child!"

Although the Dark Wizards scolded Morfin as a waste, they didn't dare to take it lightly.

They all cast Shield Charms and stood back-to-back.

Since that child could cut off Morfin's arm, he could also cut off theirs!

The Dark Wizards exchanged glances, and then simultaneously launched attacks on their surroundings.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada…"

The green curses swept across the entire dining room, stirring up countless dust particles.

But, to their surprise, this round of spell bombardment didn't hit a single person!

Logically speaking, even if the other party had an Invisibility Cloak, as long as they were in this room, they couldn't escape!

Because they had even taken care of the ground and the air!

However, what they didn't know was that Tom had already wrapped himself in the Invisibility Cloak and flown out of the window…

At this moment, the Levitation Charm played a huge role!

Thank you, Livide! Even though he was a complete bastard!

Tom flew silently to the first floor, estimated the position, and then raised his wand to aim at the ceiling.

"Bombarda Maxima!"

"Boom!"

A large hole was blown open in the ceiling!

Two Dark Wizards exclaimed as they fell down…

"Pa!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"噗!"

A corpse fell down…

Tom solemnly put the wand back into his Invisibility Cloak.

Although this wave of sneak attacks was abrupt, the opponents were all experienced Dark Wizards. Even if he moved quickly, there was still a time interval for casting spells.

Therefore, he could only kill one of them at most!

While Tom's mood was heavy, the other Dark Wizard was even more shocked.

A young wizard? A hammer-wielding young wizard!

Could a wizard who could use the Killing Curse be a young wizard?

If they had known that the other party could use the Killing Curse, only a fool would have chased after him with just a Shield Charm!

The Shield Charm couldn't withstand the Killing Curse!

"Bang!" The Dark Wizard who had escaped back upstairs punched Morfin in the nose.

"Gaunt! I was almost killed by you! This is an eleven-year-old wizard?"

"Uh…" The pain from the broken nose made Morfin wail again. "He… he's really only eleven years old!"