Ashes of Hogwarts

"Well, I think I fell asleep."

"But don't worry, I won't leave here."

"You ask me why? Because I am the king! And this is my throne!"

"Hey hey hey..."

In the lonely Fire Transfer Sacrificial Site, a deep laughter accompanied the falling leaves of the giant tree slowly falling to the ground.

Gradually, the laughter lowered, became lighter and lighter, and finally subsided.

"They've all left, haven't they?"

On the huge stone throne, the withered and thin Ludos lowered his head.

His remaining upper body looked even smaller in the shadow of the throne.

If he hadn't made a sound, people passing by would have regarded him as a skinny corpse.

Just like the dead people who have been dead for who knows how long can be seen everywhere in the continent of Rhodeland.

"Mr. Rudos, are you missing them?"

Riddle - Voldemort, who has now completely forgotten his past, huddled quietly in a doorway.

There was originally a tombstone there, but the blacksmith Andrei carried it away when he left the sacrificial site.

"If so, why don't you go find them? You are not me. You can only come back here after you die."

Riddle can be regarded as making his own name in the outer city of Lothrik.

Almost every knight patrolling the outer city knows of a mage with no nose.

He relied on his frail body, skillful rolling, and the shield honed by countless deaths to thrive in the outer city with a power that barely absorbed any souls.

Even the winged knight patrolling the outer city accidentally fell into his attack and was caught off guard and slapped hard.

But it is a pity that once he dies, he can only return to the Fire Sacrifice.

Even though there is no more fire prevention girl, no blacksmith, and everything it should have.

The thick dust on the lantern was shaken off by Riddle's cough.

The withered undead man covered the dark hole in his chest and groped for the wall before standing up.

He had just been attacked by an extremely fat, profound female mentor with a big beard in the undead settlement.

I don't know why, but the other party was very interested in my body. She laughed "ho ho ho" over and over again while inviting me to her house to play.

"My house is quite big. When you are tired from playing, you can just sleep."

Instructor Yousui said this.

At the last moment when the opponent's flaming body hugged him, Riddle decisively blasted his own head with a magic spell.

Although he felt uncomfortable after being resurrected, his intuition told him that nothing good would happen after being taken away.

A stream of indescribable power overflowed from the big hole in his chest.

Riddle tightened his grip on the wand that was said to be given to him by the savior, and muttered an obscure spell in a low voice.

This curse seems to be a power engraved in my bones, and I will never forget it even if I die many times.

"Miss them?"

Ludos on the throne thought of something, and his dull eyes seemed to regain some expression.

"Riddle? Immortal! Do you understand the meaning of the mission?"

"There are five salary kings on the five thrones-this is all to spread the fire."

“The fire that is burning brightly now will one day be extinguished;”

"To pass on the dying fire, to continue the world, to recreate the oldest fire!"

"...Thus, I became the salary king."

"I, the dwarf, am bathing in the glory of the king!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Rudos seems to be telling fate.

He became more and more excited, and sparks were about to spill out of his body.

"But they, a group of ants struggling to survive under the glory of the king, actually listened to the words of ashes, gave up this great glory, and turned their backs on the glory of fire."

"After the end of the fire transmission, the darkness will continue endlessly in the world!"

"Deviant. Deviant!"

His thin arms suddenly propped themselves up on the throne.

I don't know where the strength came from, but Ludos forcefully pulled himself off the throne of desire.

His half-length body rolled over and collided with a shower of sparks on the stone foundation enshrined in the throne.

The orange flames were reflected in Riddle's eyes. He unconsciously stepped forward and picked up Ludos who fell to the ground.

"Why did I become the king and spread the fire? Just to prevent that kind of world from being born!"

Ludos grabbed Riddle by the collar and roared loudly.

It was a pity that his body that had been burned by the fire was already completely dry, otherwise he could have spit on Riddle's face.

Should I just throw this guy away, or break his fingers off one by one first.

Riddle was looking at his clothes that were almost torn and meditating, not thinking about the words in Ludos' mouth at all.

It was the only complete piece of clothing he had, and had been given to him by Mr. Obeck of Perheim before he left.

"Mr. Riddle, although you were once a heinous bad guy, in this world, that is not an unforgivable sin."

Although he didn't know what Mr. Obeck was talking about, Riddle knew that he liked this dress very much.

"Let go."

Riddle didn't want to be rough with Ludos.

The deeds of King Xin are engraved on the throne of desire. Although it is difficult to understand, Riddle also does not want to be disrespectful to such a person who has the courage to sacrifice himself.

The premise is that Ludos didn't scratch his spy coat.

"Tell me Riddle, are you willing to inherit the glory of the king and embark on the ancient and great road of spreading fire?"

Is Chuanhuo a scam?

Throughout the ages, no one has doubted this. At least among the dwarves, this statement was very popular for a certain period of time.

It wasn't until the news brought by Ash's last return that this so-called rumor became a reality.

The two masters of the royal city, Prince Lothric and Prince Lorian, are staunch fire extinguishers. Under their guidance, more and more undead and ashes gave up spreading fire.

They may believe in the sun, or they may believe in the dark moon.

But at least Ludos hasn't seen the new firebringer for a long time.

Every time the only one who appeared in the campfire was the noseless Riddle, who was too weak to absorb even a trace of his soul.

Damn Ash!

"Mr. Ludos, it might make you feel better if I say yes, but I'm just a waste who can't absorb souls."

Riddle forced an evil smile on his dry face.

He didn't know why, but he just wanted to make such an expression.

In his opinion, since this person can continue the destruction of the world with his own body, it is very reasonable to release the imprisonment on himself.

Unfortunately, he could only see the old face of Ludos who suddenly became disappointed.

The lonely King Xin crawled with his last strength, and finally arrived at the royal weapon with the burning spiral sword after a while.

"Mr. Rudos?"

Riddle was puzzled.

Is he going to teleport somewhere else?But the continent of Rodlan is very dangerous.

Ludos reached out and grabbed the burning spiral sword.

The first fire in the royal weapon burned along his arm, and Ludos howled as if he had been ignited.

"It's so hot! But, for the glory of the king!"