HP monster

In the days of absorbing knowledge like a sponge, time passed like a white horse, and it was fleeting. During this period, the Sorting Hat was sent back twice by Dobby to welcome two batches of Hogwarts freshmen.When I came back for the first time, the grinning mouth of this old hat almost covered the entire circle of the hat. It smiled wildly and told me that it scared a few timid children again. He deliberately wrote down a few The embarrassing things in this child's brain, one by one, even the details were told to me beautifully.

He's having a great time these days, and in fact I'm enjoying it too...this kind of thinking about nothing, just getting caught up in exploring one problem after another and trying to figure out how to solve them.We talk, debate, and quarrel together every day. I always have a lot of things that I don't understand. Why use my own magic to achieve results that can be achieved with Muggle chemicals? Draw a magic circle evenly, and be careful of occasional big explosions caused by uneven release of magic power.

And the old Sorting Hat has always dismissed the technology of the Muggles. He believes that the Muggles are all cheating, borrowing a certain medium in nature to obtain the power they want, but if one day this medium disappears, Or it is non-renewable, and one day it will be consumed completely, and the Muggles will return to the state of having nothing.

What he said is not impossible, but it is still far away from that thing, I just need to have the power now.

We finally came to a consensus that magic and Muggle technology could be combined under special conditions.

For example, I draw a magic circle on the paper airplane that allows it to fly to the designated position, and put a scorpion in the groove on it. This is simply a sneak attack expert.

It's a pity that when I thought of this idea, the old hat never came back. He participated in Harry's fourth year's opening ceremony, and then was left at the school by Dumbledore the Beard and never came back.

I was lost for quite a while on this.

I thought I was going to return to being alone again, but I didn't expect the old monster to leave the level at this time, please forgive me for using such a fantasy word to describe it, I can't find a better one - he came from a complete The cream-colored soul body turned into a puddle of rotten flesh.

I fought back to tell myself not to spit it out in front of him.

I still think it's better for him to talk to me with his cold soul, but it's a pity that no one wants to wander around like a ghost, especially an old monster who is afraid of death.

He gave me a mission, a mission of true devotion to the Death Eaters - to take his men to the Quidditch World Cup.

A stupid idea.

A mobilization, without a plan, purely to intimidate the masses and tell them that Voldemort is back.

I complained fiercely in my heart, but I didn't have the guts to spit out a word about rejection.

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"Why not kill him!"

"You shouldn't command me here!"

A lot of people have already started shouting, their eyes are red, like a group of drug addicts out for group activities... But it's almost the same, they are addicted to torturing Muggles pervertedly, whenever they hear someone screaming, roaring, hysterical Crying, they seem to have taken a big mouthful of meth, their expressions are in a trance, and they are in a trance.

I was the one who overestimated them in the first place.

These people are no different from the old monsters. They came together because of similar smells to form the so-called Dark Lord Age.

And now their dissatisfaction with me is about to explode, just because I stopped all their actions of killing Muggles, and only led them to set fire to a tent, or let them go out and laugh at the crowd for a while, and kill them before they do anything. Shout back.

I also know that what I have done is somewhat obvious, and if they now point out that I am a spy, I have nothing to say.

The only one who protects me is who I am - Voldemort's son.

Just before departure, the old monster gave me the same rights as him.

—Treat Voldemort's son as you would the real Voldemort.

"Obviously, you are ignoring my father's orders..." My face was completely hidden under the hood, like everyone else. "Is this your loyalty?"

No one speaks anymore.

They all stopped in their tracks, their heads bowed, and a few of them were breathing through their nostrils.

"I don't want to admit it, I don't want to bow my head to anyone other than my father, I don't want to obey any orders from a kid less than 1.7 meters tall...Huh?"

I imitated the appearance of the old monster, and said slowly,

"You think I shouldn't stop you from killing Muggles? Shouldn't I stop you from acting like a fugitive from a mental hospital? ... No, if it's just killing people or setting them on fire, it seems too much for the Death Eaters Low-level, are you willing to just like this?!"

I tried my best to sound as good as I could.

Still no one has said anything, I know they don't want to obey a kid from the bottom of their hearts.

Especially the boy who spoiled them, I guess, after the unpleasant experience just now, most of the people here now want to get rid of me and hurry up.

In the woods in the dark night, flashes of fire can be seen everywhere, and people can be seen fleeing in a panic. Most of them didn't even have time to put on their own clothes, and they were crying and trying to squeeze into the crowd in messy pajamas.

Amidst the chaos, such a peaceful environment seemed more and more depressing.

I have been holding my wand tightly in my hand... I heard the news that Harry was here to watch the game, and I was eager to find him, but along the way, I was afraid that I saw Harry, But it couldn't stop the irrational Death Eaters behind them.

I'm afraid that any inhuman Death Eater will kill Harry on the spot if they meet him.

If they knew that the savior Harry Potter was here...

The wand was tightly grasped by me, and the forehead covered by the hood was damp, full of cold sweat from excessive tension.

I have to do something.

Do something with logical reasons, let the Death Eaters stay in the woods, don't mess around anymore, don't find Harry, until I take Harry to a safe place...

The wand swung sharply, pointing at the guy who just tried to sway my decision: "Cruciate!"

He couldn't react in time, and fell to the ground screaming and rolling.

"You have no right to do that!"

In an instant, all the wands hidden under the black hoods were pointed at me except the one on the ground.

A person stood up, he lowered his voice, I can only hear the person who is often called into the room by the old monster to assign tasks: "The master just sent you to lead us to announce the return, and you can't even do such a task Done, I'm already doubting your identity... Perhaps, you are boldly trying to deceive our master?"

Someone laughed at the side: "That's right, I think so too, maybe the master asked him to come out with us this time just to use our hands to get rid of him!"

"No." Taking off the hood that I have always found inconvenient, I took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Before he left, my father said that I have the same rights as him... If he doesn't believe me, he will never You won't give me such great power. Wouldn't this delay the time for you to deal with me? This is all your excuses, you don't believe me, and you don't believe my father's decision. "

This hat was buttoned too much, and no one dared to say anything for a while.

This is a good sign, I cheered myself up, and then said: "I have an idea, let's deal with our conflicts in private, how about it? I don't want to always use Dad to pressure people, Dad has more things to do Busy, I think you don't want to bother him with such a trivial matter."

He hesitated: "What?"

"I'll give you a chance to attack me—I'll explain it to my father... If I can be surrounded by more than 20 of you at the same time, and I can't die in 10 minutes, you will have to admit me in the future, starting from tonight's action To begin, obey my orders thoroughly, and watch how I imprint the glory of the Death Eaters on the heart of every foolish Muggle here."

I'm only one-fifth sure that I won't die in these 10 minutes. Making such a suggestion among a large number of adult dark wizards will even make them think that killing me is just a matter of convenience.

What I want is such a result, so that they think that the bet is not biased towards one side, and they will not regret it after I have worked so hard to save my life and think this is just a child's play.

The attitude of the old monster is everything, he was ambiguous from the beginning to the end, he looked like he didn't care about me at all, as if he could let me fall into the hands of any Death Eater to be punished, but before this action, he gave me another The great power of obliteration.

His attitude determined the hesitation of these Death Eaters.

If I want to gain a certain status and right to speak.

If I still want to control the whereabouts of the Death Eaters tonight and tell them not to find Harry, I have to do everything in these 10 minutes to save my life...

"Can we start?"

It was still he who asked.

I nodded at him, and then dozens of beams of different colors greeted me.

Dodging narrowly, I put on an armor body as quickly as possible, and cast a disillusionment spell on myself while avoiding an Avada Kedavra.

A stack of folded paper airplanes was hidden inside the clothes. Before they could react, I quickly took out a paper airplane and pinned a paper airplane in the groove before the Illusion Charm took effect.

Almost at the same time as I finished these actions, they found my position and quickly showed me my figure—the timing was just right, and I landed on the white ground in the woods where the line of sight was originally unclear. The smog covered almost everything, and two of the quick-responsive ones had already used the lighting spell. Fortunately, my concentration was sufficient. I only had one person, and I had a great advantage. I didn't have to worry about accidentally injuring my allies, and aimed at a few blurred lines. Qing's figure threw a button bomb.

"9 minutes." I yelled loudly, and at the same time as I yelled, another disillusionment spell had already taken effect, and I quickly moved away to avoid the beam of light coming from the sound.

The clothes are a little tattered.

It was ripped apart by the spell that covered it like a dense net, and a large part of my skin was already exposed to the air, facing the cold wind, blood was constantly oozing out.

You can imagine how much a temporary authority among the Death Eaters would help me in the future, but if I win this time, there won't be a wand sticking out from under any hood all the time. aimed at me.

Not just tonight.

No matter what kind of reason, it can't stop me from giving up this chance to prove myself.

It is also because of this that I dare to gamble with my life. This is a last stand.

"7 minutes!"

Dodging non-stop cunningly, I have tried my best to avoid the damage I have suffered, and let those fierce attack spells not hit my vitals.

"4 minutes!"

I yelled so loudly for my life.

Even if it will attract more spells every time I shout, it's better than them being red-eyed and refusing to let me go when the time comes.

Sweat and blood mixed and flowed down the neck, and the hair was tightly stuck to the forehead by the sweat, and there was a sticky and sticky feeling all over the body.

I panted heavily, and Harry's silly smiling face appeared in front of my eyes.

"three--"

It's a feeling of closeness, but it doesn't stop me from missing Harry even more.

How long has it been since I saw you?

Once it was just a week and I could go down to the second.

But this time... Miraculously, I can't remember clearly.

"two--"

It should be that he dare not remember the date, for fear that if he is imprisoned here for the rest of his life, he will be driven mad by these cold numbers.

"one!"

it is finally over.

He let out a long breath with a smile.

Their spells stopped, and the person who was negotiating terms with me was always breathless, but this time, his attitude was much better than before, "I didn't expect you to have so many tricks... ..."

I reached out to him, and after a ceremonial handshake after a duel, I saw his hands stretched out too, gnarled, pale, slender hands.

Just when our hands were about to touch, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my waist.

There was a sudden trance in front of my eyes, and I turned my head subconsciously. The severe pain caused multiple shadows of the man in black to appear in front of my eyes. I couldn't recognize who attacked me more clearly... I just looked forward subconsciously.

I saw a hooded figure shrugging. "Sorry, I didn't hear the end."

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