Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 54 Pentakill
"I like this setting."

Cormac said excitedly, "The loser quits, the winner moves on, it's fair."

"That's fair, and you've beaten Harry Potter." His companions were equally excited, honoring them with beating the Boy Who Lived.

"Of course, beating him makes me happy, but what I like more is the rule."

Cormac remained calm, which was rare, and he went on, "But I think I'd be happier if the enemy was Malfoy."

A group of people immediately started discussing again, and it seemed that Malfoy was hated by the Lion Court more and more.

Voldemort followed in the dark, thinking about the name of the leading brother in his mind. He remembered that this person was mentioned in the book, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

It wasn't until Cormac waved his wand like a club that he remembered...

The man was a member of the Slug Club and had been a back-up goalkeeper, and by mistake hit the Bludger on Harry's head, causing Harry to fall off the broomstick and crack his skull.

"Harry's nemesis, is it fate's arrangement?" Voldemort thought in his heart, "If that's the case, accepting him as a Death Eater will allow him to deal with Harry."

This is of course a bit whimsical, the Lion House has never had Death Eaters, except for Peter Pettigrew.

While thinking wildly, he followed Cormac's team all the way forward, and encountered a few small traps in the middle, which were all resolved by Cormac.

This person can get the approval of Horace Slughorn, the master of potions, and enter the Slug Club. It seems that he really has two brushes.

"The roadside is full of leg-binding vines, but it's not a big problem for second-year students."

As he walked, he was also analyzing the traps in the training ground, "I haven't seen any aggressive magical creatures so far. Could it be that the training ground for the first and second grades is really like this..."

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow shot down from the branch and jumped onto him.

"what is this?"

He screamed and tried to drive the little black lump off his body, but the speed of this magical creature was too fast, and it spread around him like a snake.

"Squeak~~"

The black creature yelped twice, moved away before Cormac was ready to undress to deal with it, jumped on top of another, and searched again.

"It's Xixiu, damn it, watch your wallet."

Frustrated, Cormac took out his wallet, which was empty.

"It's so itchy, leave me, leave me, I have no money..."

A second-year student twisted his body like a dance, but Xixiu obviously wouldn't listen to him, and it was still scurrying around looking for it.

"what."

The boy tripped and fell to the side of the road, and the leg-binding vine immediately attacked him, quickly binding him to the ground.

Xixiu left before being tied up. It didn't attack anyone else, probably because it was frightened by the leg-binding vine.

"Take it easy, they're afraid of fire, wait a minute."

Cormac said calmly, then picked up his wand and prepared to use the Kindling Charm.

But the fallen partner suddenly let out a scream, he shouted "something bit me", and then his eyes became dull, his body stopped struggling, and even saliva flowed out after a while.

"What happened to him? Cormac." Some students asked in horror.

Cormac stepped forward nervously, holding up his wand carefully to check - he found a red flower among the legging vines, that flower was like lips with bright red lipstick.

"It's the lip soul flower, damn it, I heard from my family that the toxin in this flower can turn people into fools."

Cormac shouted in surprise, and immediately glanced around, looking like he was looking for help.

"If your team throws in the towel, I can take care of the trouble." Voldemort appeared just in time, and he didn't look anxious.

"Professor, this is the lip soul flower, will he be okay?" After asking this question, he said eagerly, "We admit defeat."

"Burning flames."

Voldemort immediately used the Fire Curse, lifted the leg-binding vines, and rescued the students who had fallen into the hallucination.

"Of course it's okay. This is Professor Sprout's improved variety. It's hallucinogenic, but it won't harm the soul."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he cast the Light as Feather Curse on the hallucinogenic students and asked them to hug him.

"He needs to go to the school infirmary, Madam Pomfrey can help him." He said, leading several people towards the exit.

When they passed through the portal blocking Potter's group and returned to the fork, there was a group of second-year girls waiting here.

Seeing the classmate being carried back, the girls exclaimed, and Truman stepped forward and asked, "Professor, what's wrong with him?"

"Bitten by the lip soul flower, you send him to Madam Pomfrey, she has already prepared the antidote, is this the last team?" Voldemort asked him.

"Yes, the previous team has already entered."

As soon as Truman finished speaking, the figure of the team appeared in the middle path, and Hagrid was accompanying them, obviously they also failed.

"So, ladies, let's go."

Voldemort looked at the final foursome and said to them.

"Okay, good professor."

They seemed a little scared, but the girl in the lead responded bravely, and then took the lead to walk to the right—they wanted to stay away from the corridor on the left.

Voldemort asked Hagrid to take everyone back first, and followed the last group into the corridor on the right.

In fact, this path is the most dangerous of the three, but apparently these children don't know it.

They walked along the path and walked for a long time without encountering any danger, which made them relax their vigilance and started chatting.

"Maybe we chose the safest one."

The leading girl said loudly, "Luck is also a part of strength. Professor Quirrell may have established a path to the end because of this."

The other girls also followed suit, and guessed whether there was such a possibility.

Not... Voldemort, who fell behind, thought to himself.

He wasn't that boring, and he took luck with setting up a training ground. The reason why this path seemed safe was to make them relax.

And these children were clearly in the trap, and their loud discussions also attracted danger - a blue light was already approaching them.

"Quicken the pace, maybe we can clear the customs today."

The witch at the front spoke excitedly, and accelerated first, then...

The blue light obviously stared at her, and quickly approached, tapped on her, and then flew into the air.

"Ah." The girl yelled, and then her eyes became blurred.

"Katie, what's the matter with you?" asked the witches behind her, who had no idea what was going on.

"I seem to have been stabbed, and I feel dizzy..."

Katie supported her head and said, then stretched out her hand and grabbed her partner, "I feel like I'm going to fly, what's wrong?"

The little witches rushed forward and hurriedly grabbed Katie, whose feet were off the ground. One of them even shouted: "Professor, we lose, we admit defeat."

"Cover your eyes."

When Voldemort appeared, the first thing he did was to use magic on the blue light.

But the speed of the light was very fast, and there was no law in its actions. Voldemort's magic couldn't hit it immediately, and it even rushed towards Voldemort with electric shots.

"Ah." The girls also saw the source of danger and exclaimed.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

Voldemort simply left several blinding spells in front of him, and the blue light directly hit one of them, and his figure stopped for the first time.

It was a foot long and blue with a bright sapphire luster, a billywig of which there were many in Australia and few in England.

"What is it?" Katie asked Voldemort while pulling her classmates to prevent herself from floating into the blue sky.

"It's up to you to find the answer yourself."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at Katie and said, "You should be a little dizzy, and the floating state will last for a while, but it's not a big problem, stay for class, or go to the infirmary?"

"I'm really okay like this?" Katie's eyes widened in surprise. She felt that there was a big problem with her, because her whole body had been floating towards the sky.

"It's not big, it will recover in a while." Voldemort said affirmatively.

"Oh...then I will continue the class. It feels amazing. It's like riding an invisible and disobedient broomstick. It's very interesting." She said, pulling her classmate's arm.

Voldemort shrugged, turned his head to lead the way, and silently said "Pentakill" in his heart.

In the first and second years of Hogwarts, a total of five teams were... all wiped out in the Maple Leaf training ground.

　No way, no way, if you don't really test the water, you'll drown...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)