Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

The basement with complicated roads was filled with stench.

Theodore limped and ran with difficulty.

Behind him, a giant monster, five or six meters tall and with gnarled muscles, was chasing him with its thick legs, making a big pit with every step.

"Bang!"

The giant monster became more and more manic because he couldn't catch the slippery delicacy. He swung a huge stick in his hand and hit the floor with great force to make a deep pit.

The splashing fragments hit Theodore's back, leaving blood marks and making him stumble again.

Theodore didn't even look back. While rushing forward, he waved the white jade magic wand backward.

"There are many obstacles!"

A transparent ripple radiated backward, slightly blocking the giant monster's progress, but it only stopped for less than half a second.

Theodore rolled on the ground, and his face and palms were scratched with some small cuts. He didn't care and quickly stood up and continued to run forward.

From time to time, he shot a disarming spell backwards, hoping to knock the stick out of the troll's hand, but the troll's magic resistance was really high.

His skin was like granite, and the spell had no effect on it. Fortunately, he used the barrier spell well.

The troll's head was not much bigger than a coconut, and it was very stupid, so he was easily led here from the second floor, although it cost a lot of energy and damage.

Theodore took the troll around and felt that the time was almost up, and he should have completed the delaying task assigned by the chief.

His pale face immediately became fierce, and the madness in his eyes was blazing.

He was not a coward who could only take a beating!

He ran past a corner, stopped immediately, wiped the blood off his face casually, and then began to accumulate power and predict.

In his other hand, he held the 9 of spades playing card.

After the troll Dabu appeared from the corner.

"God's Sharpness!"

"Thunder Explosion!"

Two consecutive spells accurately hit the troll's knee joint.

The troll screamed in pain, and two small holes were blown out on its gray skin.

But it staggered two steps but did not fall down. Instead, it became more and more manic, and started to swing the wooden stick regardless of anything.

"Boom boom boom!"

The surrounding walls and the ground were cracked everywhere, and large amounts of smoke and dust rose, and broken stones flew everywhere.

"Hmm."

In the chaos, Theodore was hit on the chest by a stone the size of a human head, which made him groan, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Theodore swallowed the blood back into his stomach, his eyes became more and more crazy, and he rushed in the opposite direction to the troll's feet.

"Armor to protect yourself!"

Under the random sticks, Theodore, at the most dangerous moment, raised his shield to block a random sweep of the wooden stick.

He rushed forward quickly, jumped from under the troll's feet to behind it, aimed the playing card at the troll's back, and activated the spell.

He screamed wildly.

"Go to hell, ugly bastard!"

A purple electric light as thick as an arm surged out and shot directly at the troll.

"Boom!"

The upper body of the troll was immediately blown to pieces, and there was a sound of burning. The lower body of the troll fell forward powerlessly, smashing a large amount of smoke and dust.

And countless burnt pieces of meat and blood fell everywhere, soaking Theodore's head and face, and he immediately turned into a bloody man.

But Theodore didn't care, lying on the ground and laughing heartily.

"Haha, haha, all of them will die, all of them will die!"

In fact, with the playing cards given by Shor for self-defense, Theodore can kill the troll from a distance, and if he can't kill it, he can also destroy the target.

But Theodore deliberately approached the giant monster, wanting to experience the edge of death, and then laugh in the blood!

Well, it is indeed a bit morbid.

After laughing for a while, Theodore suddenly found someone above his head. Although his eyes were covered with a layer of blood, he could not see clearly.

But he knew who the person was, and he opened his bloody mouth and murmured.

"Chief, I have fulfilled my mission."

Seeing that Theodore was so embarrassed and a little evil, Shaw did not say much, and said softly.

"Are you happier?"

Theodore was stunned, and then nodded.

"Happy."

Shaoer smiled, not disdaining Theodore's blood, and reached out to help him up.

"I'm happy."

He was about to take the 9 of spades from him.

"Wait until I fill the spell, and then give it to you."

Theodore did not let go, but held the card tighter, shaking his head and begging.

"Thank you, Chief. I want to add a spell to the sequence poker myself. Is that okay?"

Shor's expression flickered, and he pondered and used the cleansing spell on Theodore to clean the blood stains all over his body.

He then roughly applied some white fresh water on his wound, and then asked casually.

"Oh? What spell are you going to use?"

Theodore's eyes were full of bloodthirstiness, and he said without hesitation.

"The killing curse!"

Shor sighed secretly. With Theodore's understanding of this world,Hatred, it's a good choice to choose the killing curse, maybe it can become your life curse.

He wanted to say something, but if he didn't experience other people's pain, he really couldn't persuade them.

Heart knots need time and care to slowly heal.

Shaw reached out to straighten Theodore's lapel, patted his shoulder, and finally agreed.

"Okay."

Theodore's pale and cold face showed a bright smile.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but it was stained with a sincere smile.

Shaw didn't advise or warn, this great trust was more important than anything else.

He bowed to Shaw.

"Don't worry, Chief, I know my limits."

Shaw also laughed.

The clean smiles of the two teenagers were as warm and brilliant as the sun rising in this dark and smelly basement.

"By the way, where are the professors?"

Theodore suddenly asked after restraining his smile.

Shaw said indifferently.

"I met the professors upstairs and told them that Quirrell turned into Voldemort and was killed by me, leaving only his remaining soul to escape, so the professors hurried back to the hall."

Theodore's whole body was shaking, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Shaw only gave him a task to walk the troll, and did not explain the cause and effect, and he did not need to know.

But now he heard that it was Voldemort who returned and was killed by the Chief.

If you want to say who Theodore hates most in this world, besides his crazy and violent father, it is the powerful but dead Voldemort!

But now, the information contained in the Chief's words is really huge.

Voldemort is not dead, Voldemort has returned, Voldemort was defeated by the Chief, and Voldemort's remaining soul fled. . .

The most important thing is that the Chief is already powerful enough to kill Voldemort, so wouldn't he be useless?

Shaw saw that Theodore's eyes became a little depressed, and smiled and rubbed his messy hair.

"Don't think too much, you are still young, the future is our stage."

Theodore felt an inexplicable force flowing into his body, making him warm, and then nodded firmly.

"I know."

Shor glanced at the corner of Theodore's mouth that continued to bleed, and took out a bottle of healing potion from the ring.

"Drink it first, can you still walk?"

Theodore took the potion and drank it down, then shook his head.

"It's okay."

Shor knew that this kid was very stubborn, nodded without saying anything more, and took the lead to the exit.

Theodore endured the pain in his chest, straightened his back and followed.

The hall was dilapidated and dim, the four long tables had long been a pile of broken wood, the candles suspended in the sky were basically extinguished, and there was a severely burned pit in the middle that could not be repaired in time.

After the professors came to the hall, they looked at the tragic scene and the dismembered Quirrell, and couldn't help but gasp.

"This..."