National Doomsday: I, the Virus King

"You're all right, don't you really need me to stay and help?" Although she was already planning to leave obediently, Hermione was still a little worried about Leon.

"No, what can you do if you stay? cheer me on as a cheerleader?" Leon complained, then glanced at Harry, who was still autistic, "You stopped him when you left, so that I could see you in my field of vision again, and I would send a petrification charm and throw it outside to pile up a snowman Believe it or not?"

After that, Leon didn't care about these two little ones, and rushed directly into the chessboard, which was the international wizarding chess level designed by Professor McGonagall, the original intention was to let the little wizard use his superb chess skills to defeat these shape-shifting and stable chess pieces, and face the dilemma that he might be injured, showing the courage and wisdom of the participants.

But as before, Leon wasn't here for a vacation, and he was a complete layman in the game of changing chess magic to wizard chess, so he could only say sorry to Professor McGonagall, and then the blade was out of the way.

With the fall of one knight after another, the soldier fell, the king and queen trembled, if Professor McGonagall was on the scene at this time, they would definitely report the other side of the hanging, how could anyone play chess like this, isn't this bullying of honest people?

Unfortunately, Leon is not the kind of person who is good at listening, and he will not be stupid enough to leave witnesses, so all the chess pieces present, including the friendly ones, were cut into pieces, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground, making it look like a demolition site.

The door to the next level opened directly, and it was clear that even Professor McGonagall had admitted this method of passing, Leon thought very proudly, and then glanced at Hermione and Harry, who were still standing in place shivering, and reminded, "Do you need me to count you down?"

Hermione shook her head again and again when she heard this, then grabbed the cuff of Harry's arm, and ran directly in the opposite direction, until now Hermione knew that Leon, who was in the forest before, was really very gentle.

Seeing the two little ones disappear from view, Leon turned around and ran towards the next level, which made Leon slightly disappointed, the troll in this level was killed by Voldemort, and I don't know where Dumbledore got another one, the ex lying on the ground, Leon still has some impressions, that is, the unlucky guy who was the head of his Halloween shackle.

Without hesitation, Leon continued to walk, and the last level seemed to be the Flame Charm Corridor designed by Professor Snape, first solving a puzzle, then finding the anti-fire potion and passing through the Flame Corridor.

In this level, there is still no trace of Voldemort, obviously, this thing should have entered the last empty room, but Leon doesn't know if there is a mirror of Eris in it, if so, is Voldemort now looking in the mirror and putting on makeup, waiting for his favor?

Thinking of this, Leon retched unconsciously, he was disgusted by his own brain hole, and then shook his head to put this disgusting thought behind, and then he had no intention of solving the logic problem at all, and took out the bonfire of Arlo, a large brazier, that he had drawn last night, and placed it on the ground.

Almost as soon as the brazier landed, a bluish and purple flame poured into the brazier, and then the flames ignited the entire brazier, burning it to ashes, and then roared and swept Leon into the flames, quickly igniting Leon into a burning man, but Leon did not feel any heat, and his clothes were not burned, but felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped slightly.

"Hopefully the system won't cheat me. "

Looking at the burning corridor in front of him, Leon swallowed his saliva, and then took his first step, the surging fire rolled directly towards Leon, but in the next second, Leon's body once again surged up the blue-purple flames born from the bonfire belonging to Arlo, all the fierce fires that attacked, all were swallowed by this flame, and at the same time, this flame seemed not to be satisfied with this at all, but burned more vigorously, and began to spread, the entire long corridor of the fierce fire, all rolled into his own flames, devoured completely.

The entire corridor now has no trace of any trace of the fire except for the scorch marks left by the fire, and the blue-purple flame seems to be satisfied, reintegrating into Leon's body and disappearing without a trace.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the system is more powerful than pit money, and it can't do anything lacking in virtue of pit people, which is also in the interests of the system, after all, he hangs up, who will give it krypton?

The corridor without fire is an ordinary aisle, and after Leon quickly passed through the corridor, the surroundings suddenly opened up, this is an empty room the size of a basketball court, there are many stone pillars in the room, and of course, the most eye-catching is the huge Eris Magic Mirror placed in the center.

There was no sign of Voldemort or the house-elf he had guessed, but Leon did not let his guard down and looked around with a fifth-level iron armor spell to try to find the hiding Voldemort.

"Damn, where the hell is the Philosopher's Stone?"

After glancing at Voldemort for a long time without seeing any trace of Voldemort, Leon estimated that this thing should have used the Manifestation Charm to hide on the side and observe himself, but unfortunately he had not learned the Transfiguration Charm and could not break the Illusion Charm, so he could only seduce Voldemort in another way.

With that, Leon rushed to the vicinity of the Mirror of Eris, groping up and down, trying to show that he was searching for something.

"Don't waste your efforts, you can't find it, the cunning Dumbledore doesn't know how to hide the Philosopher's Stone in this mirror. At this time, Voldemort's voice suddenly came from behind Leon, and Leon immediately raised his wand, put on a defensive posture, and looked at Voldemort at this time.

With a low and emaciated figure, a tattered apron as clothing, long hairy ears and iconic big eyes, Voldemort was really as Leon speculated, and he didn't know where he got the body of a house-elf, at this time Leon could only look down at Voldemort, and almost didn't laugh out loud, especially now that Voldemort's face occupies the face of a house-elf, it is even more joyful.

"Retract your irritating gaze, who would have chosen such a body if it weren't for the desperation. Voldemort glared at Leon and roared, then took a deep breath, looked at Leon and said, "I see your quest for power and immortality, I've noticed you from Quirrell's wasteful class, Leon Chris, your thirst for power, your reverence for the dark arts, I admire it immensely." "

"Who are you?" Although he knew Voldemort's identity, Leon still chose to play dumb, after all, Voldemort seems to be very interested in talking now, and it is still very beneficial for him to delay time or something, after all, he prefers group fights to heads-up.

"Hey, Aimu Voldemort!" Voldemort opened his hands and introduced himself with a full face, but this short body couldn't see the majesty.

"Hey, Emberman!" Hearing Voldemort's self-introduction, Leon subconsciously replied.

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Two months' pocket money is gone, I'm so miserable! When will a man be able to stand up!