Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 110
Voldemort is panicking now.

In his perception, a "Horcrux" was destroyed.

"Damn!"

Swallowing back the blood that was about to surge, Voldemort cursed hysterically.

This is not common sense.

Each of his six "Horcruxes" is well protected, how could there be an accident?

unless
"Lucius Malfoy, damned traitor, I swear I will torture you until the world is destroyed!"

"Tiara", "Gold Cup", "Locket", "Ring", "Orochi", "Diary".

The most likely accident is the "diary", and the "diary" is kept in the hands of Lucius Malfoy, that ignorant idiot.

"I can't wait any longer, I have to go back to England and make sure the other Horcruxes are safe. "

The destruction of the "diary" caused great fear to Voldemort.

Now he only has five souls left!

rounded to zero
As a person who has been insecure since childhood, this hole card is not enough.

"Go back, I have to go back!"

Voldemort muttered to himself, the strength in his hands getting stronger and stronger.

The green light flickered, and he suddenly transformed into a fat black snake, sliding against the grass towards the edge of the Black Forest in Balgeria.

In the dark forest full of dangers, a short, stubby, fat snake does not attract any attention at all.

Therefore, Voldemort walked smoothly all the way, and even the wandering vampires and warlike nightmares did not trouble him.

But Voldemort's thinking was still too simple.

No matter how short a fat snake is, it is still a piece of meat.

Since it is meat, it will be coveted by carnivores.

In the darkness, a pair of greedy eyes fixed on Voldemort's changed fat snake, drooling.

Locked by that gaze, Voldemort suddenly felt his body go numb, screaming inwardly.

"How can there be Chimera in the Black Forest?"

Although he subdued Tom Riddle, Klein didn't dare to take him outside to show off.

Leaving aside anything else, if his beloved old headmaster found out about this, there would definitely be a lot of trouble.

So Tom, who had just left the "Diary", was placed underground by him on "Paradise Street", learning complicated occultism and all kinds of messy knowledge.

When Klein left, that guy was reading with great interest the information about Yamata no Orochi on Shengyang Island.
Due to the existence of the contract and spells, Klein didn't worry that Tom Riddle would betray him at all.

The other party's life and death are only in his mind.

"Okay, time to get back to work."

In front of people, there is a young man with outstanding talents, and behind him, is an evil, charming and wild underground king.

Klein felt more and more that he was living like a vulgar novel he had read before time travel.

How do you say that?

Life is far more nonsense than in the book~
And he has already drifted away on the road of nonsense.
With a flash of magic light, Klein returned to the waiting room of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Fortunately, he is now the hospital's top therapist, and the common diseases no longer bother him, so he has enough time to deal with some things.

After jotting down a few notes on the "Black Book", he stared at the ceiling absentmindedly.

Time flies and vacations are fleeting.

His career as a therapist was also coming to an end.

1992.

The original trajectory of fate has been seriously deviated, and what he is familiar with can no longer be used as a reference.

But the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk had been kicked around in his first grade, Klein thought.

This should be a quiet year~

"Little Klein, there is your package."

He was in a deep trance when suddenly, a nurse on duty walked into the lounge with a package in his hand.

"Oh, thank you, Miss Cross."

Friendly and thanking the little nurse, Klein skillfully put on his signature smile.

"Sit down and rest for a while."

"No, I'm still on duty."

The little nurse declined with a smile, turned and left.

After the nurse on duty left, Klein withdrew his expression and looked at the unsigned package.

There are no less than ten kinds of magic blessings on him all the time.

And now, those ten magic blessings are reminding him crazily.
Danger is approaching!

"I would like to see who is so bold."

Klein was not surprised that he was hostile.

He even admired the patience of those enemies.

If it were him, revenge would not be overnight.

But in the real sense, the owner of this package was the first to kill him.

Ok.

A real warrior.

"His."

The brown paper outside the package was torn, revealing a metal box.

Klein blinked, his eyes piercing through the iron box, and his face couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

"It's actually a face bug. Heh, it's really good taste."

"Face Reaper" is a genuine "Level One Hazardous Magical Creature" and has a very vicious reputation in the magic world.

The way this strange insect attacks people is to jump on the face of the victim and cut off their skin.Then, a face identical to that of the victim grows on their back.

In the absence of "polyjuice potion", dark wizards often use the corpse of "face worm" for camouflage.

"a?"

Klein was lost in thought.

Those who have hatred against him say a lot, and anyone who has a prejudice against "Grindelwald" may be the owner of the package.

But doing things like this is not common.

Most of the enemies are just like Fera Hope, although they hated his surname, they couldn't bear to hurt children.

This time, could it be that the black wizard made the move?

Slightly shaking his head, suppressing those unreasonable guesses, Klein decided to take a look with his own "eyes".

Opening the box, his aura changed. Before the hungry "Face Snatcher" even had time to take off, he was firmly suppressed by an inexplicable magical wave, unable to move a single bit.

Reaching out to pick up the hideous and terrifying monster, Klein's blue eyes suddenly turned pitch black.

The fate connection in the dark cannot be cut off, and his gaze seems to have crossed thousands of miles.

Finally, he saw a handsome man with a downcast expression.

"It's actually him!"

The final result was beyond Klein's imagination.

Even if he was wise and close to a monster, he would not have guessed that the first person who really wanted to kill him would be Gilderoy Lockhart!
Gilderoy Lockhart.

That Gilderoy Lockhart who is ignorant and only bluffs!
Klein really felt that he still underestimated the other party.

I thought that after the magic summit, Gilderoy Lockhart, who was notorious, would disappear forever, but he didn't expect him to do such a trick secretly.

As expected of a thief who takes other people's achievements with peace of mind, looking honest, his heart is dark!

"You brought it on yourself."

Squeezing the "Face Snatcher" to death, Klein smiled, an incomparably brilliant smile.

as he said.

Revenge, he never overnight.

(End of this chapter)