The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"Communicate?" The black figure sneered, "Communicate? Are you worthy of communicating with me now? Hand over Potter quickly and get out!"

"No, no, no," Ricardo said in a sinister tone, "Our Demon King is not afraid anymore, is he? Does he need my two children to drag him down before he dares to communicate with me?"

"The Mudblood can go," the shadow took a step back, "The Boy Who Lived must stay."

"Your target is Mr. Potter?"

"That's right. I will definitely kill Harry, this year!"

"I will not abandon..." Hermione wanted to say that she would not abandon her friends, but at this moment Harry took a step forward and whispered something in Hermione's ear.

Hermione frowned, as if arguing, then sighed and ran back.

"If you don't mind your own business, you can leave," Black Shadow added, "You know my strength."

"Oh," Ricardo took out the wand in his hand, "You are worthy of letting me run away without a fight?"

"So, it is necessary for us to duel?"

"That's what I mean. But how about letting Mr. Potter watch the battle first?"

The shadow didn't speak, he thought for a long time.

"Okay. Passed out."

The shadow agreed and used a spell. Ricardo blocked it with the Iron Armor Curse in time, but after thinking about it, he still let the spell stun Harry.

"When you are defeated, I will hang his and your bodies on Hogwarts Castle."

"let us wait and see."

They stood opposite each other, waiting for the opportunity quietly.

"It seems I didn't convince you last time..."

The shadow took off his clothes and Voldemort's face appeared in front of him.

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" Ricardo looked at him with a half-smile, but he was not very willing.

If you want to fight, you can indeed leave him until others arrive.But in that case, his trump card would be exposed.

Normally, he cannot defeat Voldemort, and that accident proved this - don't think that he is very powerful because he can blind Voldemort's face with flames. In fact, the fact that he can still be invaded by Voldemort in the spiritual field where he is best at shows the problem. .

Now, with his murderous attitude and a little trickery, he could deal with Voldemort.

But you can’t run away now, right?He is a professor!In this situation, any unrelated person can escape, but this is his student!

It is indeed human nature to run, but it is our duty to stay!

Ricardo looked into Voldemort's eyes without fear, keeping himself highly focused, maintaining absolute calm, and his brain was racing to find a way to break the situation.

"I know your concerns," Voldemort said as if he saw Ricardo's disguise, "You are waiting for reinforcements, right?"

"What's there to be afraid of a wizard who was defeated by a one-year-old child?" Ricardo said harshly, "Or will you tell me that you died with Mr. Savior's parents? So you didn't even have two fresh graduates? How many years of wizards can’t beat him? That’s rubbish.”

"Perish together? They don't have the ability!"

Ricardo was overjoyed when he saw Voldemort furious.

Dark magic brings wisdom. As the Dark Lord, Voldemort is really irritable. If he prods him a few times, he will lead him away.

As he said to Fleur when he first met Harry, he always believed that Harry's parents died together with Voldemort, and then the world gave Harry this name.

So in front of Voldemort, he first raised this possibility.

But what's the purpose?Of course he was irritated.

This is like the teacher who said in a mocking tone "Are you going to tell me you are sick" when he missed an assignment, and then the reason was really illness, causing the person who missed the assignment to hold a breath in his heart? Voldemort must also be angry at this time A moderate fever, not far from going violent.

Seeing the initial results, Ricardo was overjoyed and continued to mock:

"So he was defeated by a one-year-old child? Tsk tsk tsk..."

Voldemort was completely angry. He felt like he was back half a year ago when he was stopped in front of his Mudblood father by that bastard Dumbledore.At that time, Dumbledore was saying that he was defeated by some strange love magic.

He yelled: "It wasn't the pureblood scum and the mudblood that defeated me! It wasn't the magic of love either! I was just hurt by ancient magic! Heartbreaking!"

Ancient magic...the magic of love... Before Ricardo could think carefully, Voldemort swung a spell and hit him. He sidestepped and jumped in the other direction.

Voldemort continued to shoot, and Ricardo kept changing directions, taking Voldemort further and further away.

Voldemort didn't notice the strangeness. His anger easily controlled his brain, and he was led further and further away by Ricardo.

Just as Ricardo and Voldemort ran deep into the Forbidden Forest, Harry slowly woke up.

"Merlin's Beard," he ignored the pain and hurriedly ran in the direction Hermione left, "we have to find Hagrid quickly."

Harry ran a few steps and then stopped.

"By the way, I still have fireworks." He thought of something and raised his wand. "You can set this off, and Hagrid will come to help Professor Silva."

……

"Okay, Voldemort."

Ricardo stopped and looked at the angry Voldemort with a smile.

"Game over, you lose."

"You are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain." Voldemort finally understood when he saw his smiling face.

"Thank you for your cooperation." He bowed as a gentleman and retreated to the forest behind.

After sweeping through the Forbidden Forest for so long, Ricardo was naturally familiar with the terrain here. It was naturally not a problem to bring the angry Voldemort to a place where he could easily get lost.

"I think it won't be difficult to get rid of you in the Forbidden Forest," Ricardo said in a provocative tone, "And the Mr. Potter you are obsessed with... has probably returned to the castle, so naturally you can't hurt the students. ……What?!"

Ricardo was stunned. The fire in the distance rose to the sky and lingered for a long time.

Clearly artificial.Most likely Mr. Potter.

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

"..."

I've never been so speechless in my life!

If you set off fireworks at this time, you're afraid that Voldemort won't be able to see them, right?

You are really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs!

The opponent is trying to outsmart him, but his teammates are brainless!

Speechless, Ricardo still raised his wand and faced Voldemort head-on.

"What, you finally decided to fight me openly?" Voldemort said jokingly.

"I can't help it. The students are a little stupid, but as a professor, I can't give up on every idiot."

"Your kindness will kill you!"

"But there is no way. There are things that you must persist in," Ricardo sighed and played with the wand in his hand. "This is my duty. To eat this bowl of rice, you have to be able to afford the food."

He bent his knees slightly and looked at Voldemort in front of him, gathering every bit of strength he could.

Magic is stirring in this area like wind. The trees cast black shadows in the moonlight, sway in the fierce cold wind, and make sharp and harsh sounds.

However, just when the battle was about to break out, a gentle yet firm voice silenced all the movement.

"Ricardo, I take over the frontal battlefield."