Reborn Evil Wizard

In Lin Xi's eyes, Voldemort has always been a person with great ideas and ambitions, and at the same time possesses a strong strength that matches his ideas, but it is a pity that he always seems to lack some crucial luck.

Excellent mind, excellent communication, smooth means, strong strength, prominent reputation, the almost perfect Voldemort once had almost everything, but he ignored a little problem... Yes, his luck does not seem to be how good.This is like a multiple-choice question, which clearly has a half chance of winning, but in Voldemort's hands, no matter how he chooses, fate will always point to another 50.00% option.Obviously, that is a dead end, but no matter how powerful human beings are, even if they are like Voldemort, they are helpless if they lose to luck in the end.

Luck, this is an illusory word, no one has seen it with their own eyes, but it really exists.How its peak fluctuations will change, perhaps only fate will know.

Just like Gellert Grindelwald failed miserably in love, just like Voldemort met the Waterloo of luck...

Legend has it that the god of death can attenuate the birth of luck, and while dementors absorb other people's happiness, they may also be able to absorb some of their luck.

So, if you meet a dementor, you will be unlucky... It's really not just a joke.

Lin Xi imagined that the existence that can be called the son of luck or the son of planes, maybe there is no one else besides him... Although he has the answer in his heart, he still looks at the other party intently and seriously, hoping He was able to verify his conjecture from Danaldu.

"So, Voldemort? Calais? Or Harry Potter? ... Can you tell me who it is, Darnardo?"

The Emperor of Azkaban moved, flowing like a cloak in the dark night, Danal didn't seem surprised by Lin Xi's question, he said, "Ah, if I say that it is actually Yes..."

It can be felt that the other party's face covered by the cloak seems to be smiling, "Instead of forming an alliance with one of them, it's better to cooperate with them... How can he be allowed to get three times the benefits of this kind of thing? slipped through my fingers."

Um?Lin Xi was slightly taken aback by the answer. He was not surprised that all three of them had found the black cloak, but in fact, he was one step closer to joining the Illuminati as a member of the parliament. It's just Voldemort, the existence of [Reaper] Danaldu is not so imperceptible, and it is obviously not so inconceivable that these three candidates found the same person because of the same thing.

On the contrary, he found it unbelievable that the Danaldu he thought should have lived for countless years, so that his heart was indifferent and not fluctuated by the outside world, just like a god who is really free from human beings Watching the ups and downs of the world with eyes that are indifferent and emotionless, instead of—"Ah, so treacherous, do you plan to take it all!?" Lin Xi's astonishment was unparalleled.

Darnardu, who is so greedy and greedy for all things to do, is the most speechless one.Aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed? Hey!

If you are so greedy, be careful to choke you to death!

Lin Xi looked at this normal person who didn't show the slightest aura of a profiteer but was cold and ethereal. When he met the god of death who only hugged his head and screamed, he couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart.

As if seeing the unstoppable astonishment in Young Master Lin's eyes, Danal, who was wearing a black cloak, showed his pale but slender hands, and even vaguely saw the crystal clear and beautiful crystal finger bones in it. The weird and slender fingertips were moving something in the cold and silent air, and strands of black lotus flowers bloomed in the black space like smoke and mist.

"Because it's hard to choose... I used to have a very happy deal with Voldemort. Although he failed in the end, obviously I didn't have any losses, right? What's more, it has changed from one to three, and I have more options. You will gain even more.”

The lotus flower of the black mist withered at the moment of blooming. Repeatedly, changing into any shape, Danaldu's complaints also sounded, "After the new emperor was born in the capital of the dead, the dementors have been flowering for a long time. The expenses are huge, my finances are a bit tight, and the help from my friends in the past has really helped me a lot, and they are really generous people, my capital of the dead can finally be expanded."

"That's right!" He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and raised his head slightly. Under the black cloak was a shadow like a black hole, with a cold and uncomfortable light shining inside, and he stretched his pale fingers forward. Naldu said in a dull voice, "I remembered, I forgot to ask you for gift money when I met you at Hogwarts last time, hurry up and make it up for me now. My capital of the dead has a new emperor Don’t you want to show nothing at all!?”

Meaning, is this person blackmailing an acquaintance?

Facing the outstretched hand, Lin Xi was speechless. He turned his head to look at the smiling Earl in the distance, and couldn't help but look gloomy.Although he wasn't very familiar with [Reaper], after the few times he got along with him, he thought it was a creature without desires and desires, but he didn't expect that he, Young Master Lin, would have a day when he was blind.

Feeling like disillusionment... His young master's mental damage fee has not had time to ask for it, so he actually wants to pay back the money! ?

Is this thing still a dementor?The [Reaper] who spread his hands in a serious manner and begged for gift money from others really challenged the lower limit of his young master's understanding!How could such a cruel fact make him feel embarrassed!

This black cloak will die without money!

"Cough..." Lin Xi coughed, and looked at that person a little erratically, "I see, I will send someone to deliver the congratulatory gift later. So can we get down to business first?"

"Business? Oh, you want to ask about the dementor rebellion and prison break in Azkaban." Danal said clearly, "It's nothing, except for the capital of the dead, I share all the dementors outside. I've given them three, and what they do after that is their business, and I can just check the ability of the newly promoted emperor. Isn't it great."

"You actually acquiesced. I remember that Azkaban seems to be your usual place of residence, right? Is it okay to be beaten up by a group of people there?" Young Master Lin couldn't tolerate being curious. Although it was only a few words, Lin Xi already knew This hidden money fan has lost his essence, has he ever existed so far who can get out of his body by touching his belongings?

Sure enough, Danaldu's answer fully showed that the emperor's tolerance is actually very limited.

"The Ministry of Magic has promised me..."

The black cloak on the opposite side seemed to have an indifferent tone, but the joyful meaning in it could deceive others, but no matter what, there was no way to deceive Young Master Lin who had seen through someone's cruel and true face.

Darnal paused, and he said deeply, "...they will compensate me for renovating my Azkaban, um, it's brand new!"

Lin Xi heard his teeth making a crunching sound, he lowered his eyelids slightly, and began to seriously consider the possibility of alienating a certain companion named "Reaper" who was actually "Money Fan"...

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It has been many days since he left the parliamentary space last time, and Lin Xi has actually made up his mind that if there is no really urgent matter in the future, he plans to appoint Dilmoch to attend instead of him.There are too many strange things, even if it is as strong as Young Master Lin, there are times when it is too much.

Gryffindor won the house cup, no doubt about it, the celebration even lasted for a whole week, which made every Slytherin of Gryffindor with a big smile on his face itch, but then With the arrival of June, they were more immersed in the painful exam review week, and even the death eaters' jailbreak incident that had been clamored for before and the speculation about the truth of the Dark Lord's return became no longer so important.

But there are some things that are not something that can be prevented by forgetting, or in other words, this is actually the development he has been looking forward to.

After completing the examination subjects of Transfiguration, Astronomy, Potions, Charms, Magical Biology and Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potter stood in front of Professor Trelawney with an unchanged expression. He had just completed his The semester's divination exam, although the results are not so ideal.

But this is not important anymore, what is important is that he seems to find that he has heard a very interesting prophecy.

Professor Trelawney sat stiffly in the armchair, her eyes wandering, her jaw drooping.She rolled her eyes, as if she was sick, and said hoarsely.

"It's going to happen...it's going to happen tonight..."

"The Dark Lord lies alone, and his servants in chains will find their master at midnight tonight... The Dark Lord will rise again with the help of his servants, stronger and more terrifying than ever before!"

"...the glory that belongs to the Dark Lord has finally come again..."

"...no one can stop it!"

Potter listened quietly, a meaningful smile on his face.What does this prophecy mean? Maybe no one in the world can understand it more deeply than him except him.

Before leaving, he did not forget to give this silently dedicated professor a perfect "forget everything".The prophecy had fulfilled its mission, but he himself had more important things to do.

Standing alone on the top of the tallest tower to the north, Potter looked up at the orange sky above the floor-to-ceiling balcony.In a trance, he seemed to see through the blush of the sunset, an ugly figure in a distant place, screaming and struggling madly, his scarlet eyes crossed the boundaries of time and space, and he was confronting Potter coldly. look together...

Ah, it's finally here...

He was getting impatient with this kind of waiting...