Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Les laughed out loud.

The most powerful wizard of modern times? Okay, let me take a step back and exclude me, Rowena, and Helga from the category of "modern wizards". Did you ask Dumbledore before you took this title?

"Does Dumbledore agree with what you said?" Les couldn't help but ask.

Voldemort's expression changed immediately. After a few seconds, he responded calmly, "Dumbledore's life is fading like a candle in the wind. I will go to Hogwarts to see him someday and give him a new life."

When Voldemort first heard Dumbledore's name, he felt a little fear in his heart, but he quickly realized that he was no longer the same person he was before.

I, who possess the power of death, am only one step away from killing Dumbledore. I can even let his corpse continue to serve me after I kill him! What is there to be afraid of? Dumbledore is just a pile of bones in a grave.

"Well, then the people in the secret society are not as strong as you?" Les asked casually.

Voldemort stiffened.

When he mentioned the Secret Order, he couldn't help but think of Mr. Polaris. Even a conceited man like him couldn't say that he could easily deal with Polaris.

Voldemort knew very well that he was no match for Polaris. He had a strange suppressive power that could make his new power ineffective, leaving only the power of his spell. But the power of the spell was still too weak compared to the divine domain of the Order.

Looking at Voldemort's reaction, Leicester instantly gained a lot of information.

First, Voldemort was indeed resurrected by the Order, and the new power he gained was also the power of the Order's divine remains. Second, there are indeed big guys in the Order, whose strength completely crushes Voldemort.

Thank you Tom Riddle for the gift!

"Stop talking too much nonsense. Let me give you a new life!" The shadow under Voldemort's feet swayed like a wave and surged towards Les.

Rice spread his hands outward, and the movements of the monks of the secret order on the ceiling and the corpses summoned by Voldemort all stopped at the same time. The zombies were fine, as they had Voldemort's domain power in their bodies to resist Rice's domain. The monks were in a miserable state, as they were drained of blood by Rice in a trance.

Auror:!!!

The noise Les made was so loud that the Aurors were frightened by him.

"Who are those? Are they the support from the Ministry? Or are they from Bulgaria?"

"I don't know. I've never seen this guy. Also, do you feel very hot?"

Even though they deliberately avoided the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Rice's domain still had a great impact on them. The blood in everyone's body was flowing faster, which made the Aurors' faces flush and large beads of sweat began to flow uncontrollably from their foreheads.

"Stay away from those two men!" The Aurors had no time to get entangled with Voldemort's subordinates and immediately retreated to a distance.

However, the puppets without body fluids were not affected and continued to attack. Rice's domain had a huge impact on the zombies summoned by Voldemort, so much so that the puppets' spells blew the zombies into pieces in an instant.

"Good!" The Aurors watching the battle from a distance were immediately cheered up: without these weird zombies, they could attack the mysterious man together. With so many people around, it would be no problem to hold off the mysterious man for a while.

But what happened next made them drop their jaws: several shadows flew out from the inky black shadow, merged into the body pieces on the ground, and instantly pieced the pieces together.

The zombies regained their fighting power and started fighting with the puppets again. It seemed that the two sides could fight until the end of time.

Aries once again felt the influence of the Rice field. After discovering that the monks in the organization had been wiped out, she no longer hesitated and pointed her finger at the canopy under her feet. She blew a big hole in the canopy and fell rapidly to the ground.

She didn't want to fight with those people on the roof for even a second. Who knows if she would be drained of all the blood by the aftermath, or become a zombie controlled by Voldemort.

Daphne and Astoria looked at each other, opened a hole in the roof, and jumped out together.

The two of them pounced on Aries like a pair of hawks, pulling out their wands and firing various spells at her.

In the case of a fall from such a high altitude, a stunning spell or a petrifying spell could be fatal.

Aries turned around and raised his hand towards the two of them, and the spells fired by Daphne and Astoria were shattered by the sudden turbulence of magical energy.

"The power of the domain, little girl!" Aries laughed with relief: she finally caught two rookies who didn't understand the domain, she must cherish them and fight with them until the winner is decided!

I was speechless. I didn't expect that there would be a wizard who had mastered the power of the domain in the competition venue tonight. Aries thought that Voldemort was unlucky, but after thinking about it, considering that there were 100,000 wizards attending the gathering tonight, she was relieved immediately: it seemed possible that a domain master would emerge among 100,000 people.

It would be great if the mysterious man with the blood domain could kill Voldemort, but Aries didn't think much of him. No matter how much she hated Voldemort, she was still sure of his strength.

He was a powerful man who had fused four divine bones and mastered the most advanced fields. Fancy things like blood field could only bully newbies who had no fields. He would be doomed if he met someone like Voldemort.

So what should they do? Aries even has time to think seriously about their future.

If Voldemort survived the duel, she would not be able to survive. She believed that sooner or later she would be swallowed by Voldemort's domain and follow in Taurus' footsteps.

The organization would not turn against Voldemort for her - Taurus was above her, and was sacrificed as an abandoned child, so what was she? The family she was proud of had probably been cleaned up and dismembered by Polaris.

In the secret order, the North Star is the only sun. Everyone must depend on him for existence. He can decide anyone's life or death with a single word, even if that person is the second-in-command of the organization.

Aries fell into deep thought: Maybe it would be better for me to find a chance to escape?

She decided to wait and see the outcome of the battle between Voldemort and the Blood Man before making a decision. The most urgent thing was to deal with these two ignorant little girls who chased after her.

Let sister teach you a lesson!

Aries was about to have a big fight with Daphne and Astoria when the scene in front of her blurred and she landed on a solid wooden floor with a plop.

This time she really fell down, and before she could stand up, several spells were cast at her.

Aries dodged them one by one in an extremely embarrassed manner. After she stood up, she found herself transferred to a library, where a little girl with messy hair and a handsome black-haired boy were attacking her.

Damn it! A sense of absurdity flashed through Aries' mind: When did domain powerhouses become as common as cabbages?

She recognized it at a glance. She had been pulled into someone's territory, and she couldn't get out unless she broke through the territory.

At this time, Daphne and Astoria were also dragged in.

The two were startled at first, then they realized that it was Hermione who made the move. She had saved up money for tickets to the World Cup finals by doing odd jobs for Professor White, so she was also in the stadium today.

Sure enough, the two looked around and saw Hermione and Cedric.

"I didn't expect to meet you in a place like this." Daphne smiled.

"Let's talk about small talk after we get rid of her." Cedric interrupted Daphne's small talk and said that what they needed to do now was to take down the person who was disrupting the order together with Voldemort.

Aries snorted coldly and decided to take some real action to let these young people see what the real field is!

"Come on!" She clapped her hands and shouted, "Even if I'm in your territory, I can still beat you little guys to your knees and beg for mercy!"

The five of them immediately started a fierce battle in Hermione's territory.

Aries was indeed an elite in the secret society. He relied on the powerful power of the divine skeleton to fight against four people alone, and was not at a disadvantage at all. With every move of his hands and feet, he triggered air explosions in the library, shattering all the attack magic of Daphne and the other four.

The library, which was originally a bit crowded, became more and more spacious as the fighting went on. The tables, chairs and bookshelves that were in the way were turned into wood chips in the aftermath of the battle.

Aries became more and more confident as he fought. He made two fake strikes, causing two violent explosions not far in front of him, causing Daphne and Cedric to panic. Seeing this, she happily shouted, "This is the power of the domain!"

"Let me out and I'll spare you, how about that?"

What the confident Aries didn't notice was that deep in the library there was a black-haired boy standing there watching coldly.

This black-haired boy was none other than Phantom Rice. If he were allowed to join the battle, Aries would probably not be able to laugh, but Hermione deliberately asked him to stay where he was.

She wanted to take this opportunity to practice her combat skills. Anyway, the battlefield took place in her domain, and she had the power of phantom, which was enough for her to deal with any emergency.

"Hey ha!" Aries had no idea of ​​Hermione's mental activities. She was now immersed in boundless happiness.

……

While the battle was going on in the library, the roof of the stadium had already been occupied by the red and black colors.

"All the people who are in the way have gone away - aren't you going to take back this pile of burdens?" A sea of ​​blood was surging under Rice's feet, and the smell of blood around him was so thick that it was suffocating.

In the sea of ​​blood, the zombies summoned by Voldemort are fighting with the puppets of the Ministry of Magic.

With the blessing of Rice, the puppets almost formed an overwhelming advantage over the zombies - Rice's domain would interfere with the zombies' actions from time to time. In high-intensity battles, often a stiffness would cause the zombies to be torn into pieces by the puppets' magic.

Although the zombies can be resurrected again and again with the blessing of the death domain, this consumes the power of Voldemort's domain, causing him to suffer constant losses in the confrontation with Les's domain.

Voldemort snorted coldly and did not reply.

Of course he knew that reviving zombies again and again would consume his strength, but he had no choice, because the zombies could at least contain the puppets and prevent them from interfering with his battles.

However, Voldemort did not take this little thing to heart, because until this moment he felt that he had a sure victory.

If the zombie had not been so restrained by the mysterious man in front of him and had not consumed too much of the power of his domain, he would have already gained the upper hand and swallowed up his domain.

"You have won my recognition. Come, tell me your name!" While controlling his own death domain, Voldemort used his wand to cast spells at Les in an attempt to interfere with him.

"Mysterious strong man, submit to me, and I can give you gifts that you cannot even dream of!" Voldemort said this sincerely. He hoped that this mysterious strong man who did not belong to the secret society could join his ranks. This way, he would have one more trump card in the future struggle with Polaris.

Even making him the second highest ranking Death Eater wouldn't be a problem.

Les:…

It seems that making too many Horcruxes will cause problems with people's brains. Rice feels that he has gained valuable experimental data.

"Since you want to know my name, I might as well tell you, I'm Salazar Slytherin."

When Voldemort heard the name, he was silent for a second, then he became furious.

In his opinion, this mysterious person was just taking advantage of him in various ways. He did say that he was a descendant of Slytherin, but the other party said that he was Slytherin, so didn't this mysterious person become his ancestor? !

The angry Voldemort suddenly intensified his offensive. For a moment, the power of the death field increased greatly, and all kinds of dark spells were released by him as if they did not need any magic power.

To an outsider, Voldemort had the absolute upper hand.

But Voldemort's actions made Rice want to laugh. Now he was sure that Voldemort had just awakened his domain and didn't even understand it, otherwise he wouldn't have done such an amateur operation.

Les mobilized the sea of ​​blood to devour all the spells shot by Voldemort, and then secretly transformed the magic power into the power of his own domain.

"You seem very angry?" Les, who had been in a "stalemate" with Voldemort for a long time, even felt a little sleepy. This was the most boring domain battle he had ever had, so he began to chat with Voldemort.

"Is it because I said I was a Slytherin?"

Voldemort did not answer.

Rice shrugged his shoulders: Why is it that in this world, no one believes the truth when you tell it?

"Do you think Slytherin is your ancestor?"

This time Voldemort responded.

"I have the blood of the great Slytherin flowing through my veins—"

"Stop, stop, stop! Slytherin doesn't have descendants like you. Your basis is not the Gaunt family, right? The ancestor of the Gaunt family was just a bastard baby that Slytherin picked up on the roadside. He had a father but no mother to raise him..."

Voldemort's anger had reached its peak and he felt unprecedented humiliation.

"Enough!" He shouted loudly, and directly withdrew the domain violently, concentrating the powerful magic power on his side. He decided to use this trick he had figured out to completely put an end to the opponent.

“Let this strike decide the outcome!” Voldemort sent his extremely condensed, physical field towards Les.

"Interesting." Les felt that things were finally not so boring.

If this is Voldemort's strongest attack method, then he has already figured out Voldemort's strength.

So there was no need for him to hold back.

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Wow, golden update!!!

Good night everyone~