Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

After Zhang Huowang fainted, the dozens of werewolves who could not keep up with Voldemort's speed finally broke free from the control of the Imperius Curse and fled quickly.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Forbidden Forest was very awkward.

At least that's what Dumbledore and Snape thought.

Zhang Huowang, who had fallen asleep, frowned slightly, as if he was experiencing something bad...

"Pfft."

While Dumbledore was worried, he couldn't help laughing.

Snape followed suit and laughed.

The culprit who caused them to disperse for more than two hours was also today!

Hagrid, who came in a hurry, still didn't understand the situation and just stared at Dumbledore blankly.

"Professor, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered something happy."

Dumbledore coughed, quickly put on a serious expression, and continued.

"Hagrid, please take Cassandra and Zhang Qiu back to rest first."

"Mrs. Gu, you should come with us. It's enough for us to be here."

"Filch...Oh, forget it. Please don't tell anyone what happened today."

The four Hagrids couldn't help but shuddered when they thought of the black magic that was running around just now, and nodded quickly.

The group of four people gradually drifted away.

As for Filch, he was holding the body of Mrs. Cat blankly, with tears streaming down his face.

He couldn't understand why Mrs. Cat died just because he was having a drink with Hagrid.

It's obviously Christmas, and it's obviously the safest Hogwarts!

Why did Mrs. Cat die?

As a Muggle, this is his only solace in the wizarding world.

What should I do in the future?

Filch didn't know it. He picked up Mrs. Cat's body and planned to find a place to bury it. He happened to see Snape squatting down to investigate the situation of the Chinese boy.

Snape was so serious that he even put his ear on Zhang Huowang's chest to listen for the heartbeat.

Filch stared at all this blankly, and there was a sound of conversation in his ears.

"Dumbledore, Zhang Huowang is still alive!"

"That's good." Dumbledore glanced at Filch in the distance, and then said: "The evil thing invaded his mind. At this time, the two of them should be fighting for control of the body."

"Send him to the infirmary as soon as possible."

Hearing these words, Filch suddenly woke up.

He caught a glimpse of the dagger on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and his heart was filled with anger.

That's just a Chinese guy!

They all care so much about Chinese Americans, but they are stingy about turning their attention to the dead Mrs. Cat, not even a word of comfort!

Why!

wizard!Damn wizard!Damn magic!

What a wonderful world it would be if there was no magic!

Filch thought a lot, but reality only passed for a second.

He murmured: "Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape."

"You don't look good, why don't you go back and rest first."

"Leave it to me here."

"After I bury Mrs. Cat, I will take Zhang Huowang to the infirmary."

Filch has been at Hogwarts for decades and has been loyal to his duties. Although the young wizards are afraid of him, the professors still recognize him.

Dumbledore hesitated for a while, and there was another thunder in his stomach.

"Grumpy..."

Oops, it’s coming out.

Not only Dumbledore, but Snape also changed his face.

The two of them changed their bodies decisively, and only had time to leave a few words before leaving.

"Thank you for your hard work, Filch."

Lo and behold, the professors came and went without saying a word to comfort poor Filch.

Filch thought blankly, and looked at the dagger on the ground again.

A ten-inch long dagger with a handle covered in black shark skin.

Filch held it, not even paying attention to Lady Cat falling from his arms.

No matter how great a wizard is, he never imagined that he would die at the hands of a Muggle one day, right?

That's what Filch thought and did.

One step, two steps...

Like the steps of the devil.

Getting closer.

There are still 30 seconds left before death.

...

The sea of ​​consciousness is the most important place for every wizard.

It is the source of magic and the habitat of the soul.

If Qiluo's sea of ​​consciousness is a lake, then Zhang Huo's sea of ​​consciousness is a starry sky.

Boundless, cold and empty starry sky.

Here, Voldemort encountered a terrifying scene that he would never forget.

Voldemort, who has extremely high attainments in the soul, has seen the true nature of many people's souls.

There are those in the shape of animals, some in the shape of plants, and some in the shape of their own bodies, which represent the deepest desires of human beings.

For example, Voldemort's soul is his own head, which means eternal life and the immortality of wizards.

But Zhang Huowang's soul is an indescribable black hole, a black hole covered with countless transparent tentacles.

(Tentacle no misfortune, sorry readers, the protagonists I write are usually monsters, not noble and handsome ones)

Voldemort's first feeling after entering the sea of ​​consciousness was, in addition to the huge gravitational pull of the black hole, evil whispers filling the entire starry sky, and endless greed.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

"Women! Beautiful women are mine!"

"Golden Galleons, lovely Golden Galleons!"

"Death, being my enemy is your biggest mistake!"

"I will live forever! Become a god! Suppress all enemies in the world!"

...

And now, the black hole has spoken.

"Thank you, little Yakuza, for letting me see the true nature of my soul."

Zhang Huowang licked his non-existent lips, looked at the tiny head at the foot of the black hole and said.

"Don't worry, I will leave you with some residual soul."

Countless tentacles shot out, tearing Voldemort's soul into hundreds of fragments.

The huge gravitational force of the black hole is like a millstone in heaven and earth, completely wiping out Voldemort's will.

In the end, only a dozen soul fragments were left.

"It's a pity that after the will is gone, the magic power must also dissipate, otherwise I can still have a full meal."

Zhang Huowang sighed regretfully.

As soon as I thought about it, the starry sky was already far away.

After Zhang Huowang opened his eyes, his whole body felt bad.

The dark and silent Forbidden Forest, the depleted magic power, the brain full of severe pain and sleepiness, Filch standing beside him, and the dagger slowly approaching.

All of this is announcing his death.

Zhang Huowang wanted to struggle, but due to the exhaustion of his body and will, he couldn't even do the simple act of speaking.

It is no longer useful to speak naturally.

This is doom and gloom.

This is the bitter fruit of countless small accidents, driven by fate.

When Voldemort used Lady Cat to block the knife, Zhang Huowang had a fleeting premonition, but the intense battle did not allow him to be distracted.

At this moment, Zhang Huowang successfully understood the death rules of death, but he had to swallow this bitter pill.

The cold blade was so close that you could even feel its sharpness on the skin of your neck.

Death countdown, 1 second.

It is said that one second before death, a person will have a chance to quickly review his life.

This is the second time Zhang Huowang has experienced this.

Memories of past and present lives play a revolving door in my mind.

The first taste of breast milk as a baby, the first game console as a child, the first heartbeat as a teenager...

There is also the vomiting of killing someone for the first time, the joy of contacting magic for the first time...

There is great terror between life and death!

No one can save me except myself.

Zhang Huowang's eyes widened in anger, and the black hole of his soul was spinning rapidly, crazily devouring extremely distant galaxies.

Forty percent of the subconscious mind is unlocked, achieved!

The magic is returning, the fatigue is fading, but it seems it's too late.

The moment the blade touched his skin, the boy used all his strength to spit out one word.

"kill!!"