The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"In fact, it stands to reason that I should let you go. After all, you have helped me a lot." Ricardo paced, circling Fenrir. "You have done many evil things, but if you didn't offend me, or I don't If I’m short of money, I won’t care.”

There was no one standing next to Fenrir, and only breathing and moaning could be heard around him.

"It's a pity that you assassinated me three times in the sixth grade and eight times in the seventh grade. On the way to the British Isles, you also sent your subordinates to scuttle the ship I was on."

"We no longer share the same fate."

Fenrir's eyes rolled around, his face uncertain, and finally he raised his head and glared at Ricardo who was strolling:

"Are you sure you can..."

"Shattered to pieces, torn apart."

Ricardo waved two magic spells and removed Fenrir's hands.

He stepped on Fenrir's chest and said arrogantly: "I'm just venting, understand? You don't need to question me, I promise that even Merlin can't save you today."

Fenrir was panting, suddenly rolled his eyes, and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Come on, now is the perfect opportunity to defeat him!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

"Quickly imprisoned!"

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Four voices sounded from all directions. With a thought in his mind, Ricardo turned around and dodged several spells that were thrown at him, and then a "thunderbolt explosion" hit Fenrir's chest.

Fenrir only had time to let out a scream, his chest was bloody and bloody, and he saw that he could not be saved.

"I said, I will kill you today, even Merlin can't save you." Ricardo murmured to Fenrir's gradually cold body, then looked around and said loudly:

"Okay, as you all wish, I killed Fenrir. Should you continue to deal with me next, or should we retreat?"

A strange male voice came from behind him: "Huh? How do you know?"

"The law of darkness is life and death," Ricardo turned his wand and did not look back for the time being. "It is the nature of you dark wizards to kill people with a borrowed knife."

There was silence, followed by a few laughs - laughter that he was somewhat familiar with.

"Mr. Silva seems to understand~"

“And he’s so confident~”

"I wonder what moves the four of us can take?"

While talking, four people walked towards Ricardo in four directions, carrying a pressure that made Ricardo even a little afraid.

The person facing Ricardo was very familiar to him. He had a small black bag on his back, a wand in his left hand, and a poisonous snake in his right hand. It was the family servant, the poison mage who was killed by him remotely in the sixth grade.

"Sexus? 6? 1 Nora, I don't think you have the courage to confront others? Why, you are so brave even after I sent you to prison?"

Skesas?6?1 Nola's face changed, and her smile disappeared.

He also had an impression of the dark wizard on the left, and he even blinded this man's right eye.

"Demar Carroll, do you want to give yourself some symmetry? I don't want to be fined by the Ministry of Magic after catching a dark wizard. But using magic to kidnap Muggle children, I only regret not chopping you up. claws."

Demar Carroll's remaining eye glowed with hatred.

The one on the right... seems to be the man he sent to study at the French Civet...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you going to get out of jail to find trouble? Art Acord, I remember that you especially like to smuggle magical animals, and you also bought a briefcase with a large space. But I still can't figure out why you like to smuggle magical animals." Magical animals are smuggled to people who like to study the carcasses of magical animals? Do they also like to kill animals?"

Art Acord's forehead had veins popping out.

Only the people behind him... well, he can't see...

Ricardo turned around, oh, it was indeed not the person he sent for further training... Why was he a little disappointed... But why did those little tiger teeth grow outside the mouth?

"Are you a vampire?"

The man nodded coldly.

"Hiss..." Ricardo shook his head, a little nervous, "The vampire wears a Chinese stand-up collar and dresses like a waiter. You are a little kid, but you are a bit flamboyant."

The vampire's eyes became sharper and he clenched his fists.

Ricardo put his right leg on Fenrir's head and asked:

"So...three defeated men and one waiter, what do you want from me?"

Scathus?6?1 Nora stepped forward and said in an extremely relaxed and hypocritical tone:

"Nothing, we are planning to defeat you together..."

"Passed out."

A flash of light flashed, and Scathus?6?1 Nora fell to the ground. The other three were caught off guard. Ricardo took the opportunity to walk to a narrow area, making it impossible for the three to outflank him.

"Idiots," Ricardo said sarcastically, "do you really think I'm talking nonsense?"

This can also be considered psychological warfare. He uses words to make his opponent go crazy, and then forgets to defend himself, and is caught off guard by him.

It's a pity that the others are too far away from him, and they can't even sense the living body, otherwise he would carry out continuous sneak attacks.

"If I'm not wrong, you were preparing to sneak attack me, but I inexplicably hit the place where you were discussing, so now, you are lying in wait to kill me, right?"

Art Acord was unhurried: "Yeah, who knew you would kill you suddenly? We were planning to kill you in a few days, but your sudden attack caught us off guard."

"Indeed, you defeated Fenrir and the werewolf army, and knocked Nora unconscious when we were proud," Demar Carroll continued, calmly, "But so what? You still can't escape. Lose."

He raised his hand, and a huge suction pulled Ricardo, and then he was about to push him to the spot.

Ricardo struggled a few times, but was quickly beaten in that spot and then trapped in an area.

"So you've been working for a long time just to set up this magic circle?" Ricardo shook his head, "Oh, it makes it seem like I will lose if I stand."

"How do you know if you don't give it a try?" Art Acord chuckled, "Even if there are only three of us, it's enough to kill you who just went through the war."

Ricardo's expression changed slightly and he sneered exaggeratedly to express his "disdain".

Unfortunately, this time... it was really a bluff.

They were right about this. Ricardo, who had just killed Fenrir and knocked out countless werewolves, was already very weak. He had to fight both werewolves and "sub-personalities", and his magic and mental power were exhausted to the point of being exhausted. It was terrifying, although it wasn't to the point where it would collapse at the first touch, but it wasn't too far off.

And these people... Even though Saxus Nora, who was the most able to defeat him, was knocked down by him, Art Acord and Demar Kanol... When he was at his peak, he could quickly defeat two people. If he could open The "sub-personality" can even kill them instantly.However, one is not in full swing, and the other "second personality" has just been disabled by him. He seems to have no trump card.

Coupled with that mysterious vampire... If there was an ambush nearby, he would really yell that he is going to kill me today.

So... what should he do?