Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 373 Another Fate ([-])
Peter felt right.

Because a few seconds later, he saw the two people in the "List of Five People You Never Want to Meet in Life"-Albus Dumbledore, and "Little Hogwarts Demon" Klein Grindel fertile.

"Dumbledore!"

Suddenly seeing an acquaintance, Voldemort was also startled.

But the Dark Lord is the Dark Lord after all, he quickly suppressed his turbulent mood and sneered.

"I didn't expect you to come to America."

"Tom?"

Originally, I was still wondering why Klein would suddenly pull him to "transition".

But seeing Voldemort, Dumbledore understood everything.

The old man narrowed his eyes, and while using words to stabilize Voldemort, he silently felt the Elder Wand hidden in the sleeve pocket of his suit.

If it is this distance.
"Shut up, don't call me by that name!"

Voldemort was in a hurry, and the white skin exposed to the air emitted strange fluctuations of magic power.

Klein's eyelids twitched.

It feels so familiar.

"Tom, why did you do this to yourself?"

Unaware of Klein's strangeness beside him, Dumbledore said to himself.

"Is it really worth giving up your human identity in exchange for strength?"

"does it worth?"

Hearing this, Voldemort looked up to the sky and laughed.

In the next second, a stern look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Then let you see it with your own eyes, Avada Kedavra!"

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

When Dumbledore chased after America, Voldemort was actually a little scared.

This is not a lack of confidence in one's own strength.

But since he was a child, he has a natural fear of this bad old man.

He said before that if it wasn't for the fact that the spirit body couldn't exist in the world for too long, he would have wanted to kill Dumbledore before considering resurrection.

There is no other way now, people are looking for you, so you can't beat them and just run away.

So, he did it.

As soon as he makes a move, it is his favorite magic - the death curse!

but
The next second, Voldemort's jaw dropped.

Because he saw that green evil light was swept away by the boy beside Dumbledore with a wave.

Yes, no wand, just a simple wave of the hand.

"?????"

There were many question marks above the Dark Lord's head, and his distorted face almost became a meme.

Ward hair!
What did he see?
"Hey, do you know how much trouble you have caused others and me?"

Because of the headache caused by the weakness of the soul, Klein's expression was like Snape's, as if someone owed him a lot of money.

He stood in front of Dumbledore, squinting at Voldemort.

"Apologize to me."

"?"

This style of painting went too far for a while, and Voldemort was stunned.

Dumbledore and Peter, who tried his best to hide his sense of existence, were also a little confused.

Where is this going?
A gust of wind blew by, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

The only movement on the scene was the weak panting of the unlucky Ministry of Magic member Thomas Iverson.

"Tsk."

In the end, it was Klein himself who broke the weird atmosphere.

He still waved his hand, and Mr. Iverson, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, recovered visibly to the naked eye.

Before Mr. Iverson could speak, he was forcibly sent away from the battle circle by Klein's transfer magic.

Voldemort's pupils shrank.

This young man seems to have something
"I repeat, apologize to me."

With no one in the way, Klein's face sank again.

Don't ask, asking is to learn from Severus Snape and carry forward the glorious and great tradition of Slytherin House.

"Klein"

Dumbledore, who was behind Klein, patted Klein on the shoulder, and couldn't help but speak in secret.

"I don't know what happened to you, but stop talking nonsense with Voldemort, I have Horcruxes in my chest."

Klein was unmoved.

Today's tone, he must come out!
"You are Klein Grindelwald, I know you, maybe you are really a genius, but you are not the only genius in the world, kid, don't be too arrogant."

Although Voldemort was very afraid of Klein's outrageous behavior of waving away the "Avada Kedavra Curse" just now, the Dark Lord had arrogance in his heart.

Who is he?
Formerly Voldemort, now the Lord of Darkness.

Life has gone through ups and downs
Will be scared by a child?
Peter swallowed, and quietly came behind Voldemort.

He knew the horror of the "Hogwarts Imp" better than Voldemort.

This is not an easy master.

"Owner."

Peter opened his mouth quietly, and just about to say something, he felt a sharp gaze suddenly locked on him.

It's Klein's "Death Stare".

Like a mouse seeing a cat, Peter's claws went numb all of a sudden, and his fat face began to twitch nervously.

Nicola Peter Perudi Zhao Sishi hammered.

"Row."

It seems that Voldemort will not apologize to himself.

Klein rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, and took out his rosewood wand.

"Oh? Did you see that instead of running away, I showed my fangs? It's so interesting!"

Voldemort settled down and stared at Klein's face.

Although he didn't take the other party seriously in words, he had already raised his vigilance in his heart.

The scene just now should not be an accident. The young man in front of him may have mastered some wonderful powers, so he must be more careful.

"Avada Kedavra!"

If you don't do it, you will be fine, and if you do it, you will die.

The reason why Voldemort regards "Avada Kedavra" as his natal magic is because he likes its high killing efficiency.

However, this magic is destined to have no effect on Klein.The miserable green light was still the same as before, and Klein waved his hand away.

Seeing this, Voldemort wanted to cast the spell again.

But at this moment, Klein, who had been standing still, suddenly jumped up, and rushed in front of Voldemort in the blink of an eye.

Facts once again prove that spellcasting professions often end badly when they are close
"Bang" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Although Klein's fist is not big, it really hurts when it hits him.

Even though he had devoured countless flesh and blood, his body was as solid as steel and iron, and with a single punch, Voldemort wanted to cry for his father and mother.

Should not be ah.

He is already so much stronger than before, he shouldn't be beaten!

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Hit it, and Klein muttered something.

Small mouth, like a machine gun.

Being beaten all over his body, Voldemort felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.

You can hit me, but you can't insult me!
"Dare to resist?"

Feeling the dissatisfaction in Voldemort's heart, Klein put a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but increase the "education".

How do you say that?

A normal wizard can throw a Hippogriff on his back in a state of extreme anger, so I, Klein, born with supernatural power, Grindelwald, should not be banned if I kill a prototype of "God" in a state of general anger .

(End of this chapter)