Become a god by drawing cards starting from Hogwarts

Voldemort, who couldn't understand what Leon was talking about, looked confused, what the hell is Baxman? What does it mean to be Batman? But what the hell is Batman, isn't his name Leon Chris?

"I'm sorry, I'm used to it, my DNA is always inexplicably carved into some mess. Leon said embarrassedly, it was only him and Voldemort who were present now, otherwise this sentence would be enough to constitute the death of the society.

"Strange guy. Voldemort positioned Leon in his heart, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with Leon, after all, he had seen a lot of people who studied dark magic and became crazy and paranoid, such as his own group of Death Eaters, there were many such people.

"After the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I checked your information, orphaned and living in a stupid Muggle world, but the magical talent is unusually amazing, I have mastered several spells before the start of school, and I can independently perform silent spells, which is enough to see your talent and the nobility of your bloodline, I am very sure that you must have been born into a pure-blood family, just like me.

Voldemort ignored Leon's embarrassment, and analyzed Leon in a gentle tone.

"Oh, I'm a pure-blood, how could I not know?" Leon complained infinitely in his heart that Voldemort, a half-blood, actually licked his face and said that he was a pure-blood, but on the surface, he still pretended to be a cute new look up to the big guy.

"Abundant magic, powerful talent, entered Slytherin, the pursuit of dark magic and power, every bit of this reveals your pure-blood identity, but you don't know, I now have a speculation, maybe your parents, once one of my subordinates, they may have been killed by the Order of the Phoenix led by Dumbledore, so you fell into the Muggle world. "

Seeming to enjoy Leon's adoring gaze, Voldemort spoke slowly, and at the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head, and he turned to Leon and said demagoguery: "You may be studying in your enemy's academy now, Dumbledore is very good to you, just like he did to me at the beginning, this is not kindness at all, that hypocritical old man, he is afraid of us, afraid that our power will surpass him, so, he preaches that black magic is evil, but he secretly mastered this power, in order to stand at the top of the wizarding world.

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"Look at the way I look now, it's all caused by Dumbledore and his damn Order of the Phoenix, they are jealous of us pure-blood-born noble wizards, and they have tangled up a bunch of mudbloods to get together, and they are trying to subvert the status of the pure-blood family, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Voldemort turned, as if to show his current situation, and then asked Leon rhetorically.

"It's ridiculous. Leon nodded in reply, and Voldemort immediately smiled, but unfortunately, he didn't know that Leon was referring to him when he said ridiculous.

I have to admit that Voldemort does have a hand in pyramid schemes, black can be said to be white, white can also be said to be black, if he is really an ignorant child, maybe he will believe it, but he is not, he has read the script.

"I give you the opportunity to join my ranks and reinvent the glory of purebloods, I admire you, and even see in you the shadow of what I once was, so, as long as you join me, then, in the future, you will get the same glory and rights as me! I will put you on the throne. "

Voldemort shouted hysterically, Leon's ears that had not eased up from the shock buzzed again, and then Leon stopped pretending, put away his wand in front of Voldemort, just when Voldemort thought that he had persuaded Leon and was rejoicing, he suddenly felt palpitations inexplicably, and then subconsciously turned his head, and the next second, his shoulder and left arm were directly cut off, and blood was scattered all over the ground.

"Ahh

"The Dark Lord, you can only have one!"

Seeing that Voldemort was still trying to recruit himself, Leon's evil taste came up, and he said viciously to Voldemort, and then directly took out his wand and continuously fired the blade without a shadow.

This time Voldemort reacted, controlled the body of the little elf, and shifted to Leon's back, and then pointed his finger at Leon's back, and a fierce fire spell gushed out, Leon was right, there can only be one Dark Lord, this kid, there are some ways to do it.

"I appreciate your determination and ruthlessness, but you must know that you are not worthy of being called the Dark Lord at all. Voldemort roared angrily as he increased his mana output, and the raging flames turned into a giant python and bit towards Leon.

Leon blinked his eyelids at the fiery serpent thrown by Voldemort, originally he thought that Voldemort would throw Avada to gnaw a big melon, but he didn't expect this thing to lose a fierce fire, is this reluctant to kill himself?

Seeing that Leon didn't mean to dodge, he just looked at the fiery serpent engulfing it in a daze, Voldemort's eyes were a little regretful, but it was a pity that this perfect and young body was gone, and Voldemort originally planned to occupy it himself.

But in the next second, Voldemort was dumbfounded, and the fiery serpent was directly engulfed by the blue-purple flames that gushed out of nowhere, and when the flames returned to Leon's body, Voldemort knew that it was not Leon who was frightened, he was completely fearless.

"That's it?" Leon said with an eyebrow raised, looking at Voldemort with a playful expression.

"Damn! What the hell is this?"

Voldemort did not believe in evil, and cast a powerful fire spell again, only to be consumed by another flame as he had seen before.

Just when Voldemort put a fierce fire spell, Leon was not idle, the Yin wand was in his hand, and the blade was thrown out without a shadow of money, Voldemort was not a fool, in the face of this kind of direct attack, although he could not see the attack trajectory, but he could feel the magic fluctuations in the air, so it was very easy to dodge.

But there are a lot of invisible numbers that can't stand the Divine Blade, every time Leon releases the Divine Blade, it is possible to trigger multiple spells, maybe Voldemort can dodge a Divine Blade, but what about two, three, four?

In a moment, the house-elf possessed by Voldemort was already covered with cuts, and blood was sprinkled on the ground like no money.

"It's Snape's curse, I've seen it, damn it, did he betray me too?" Voldemort gasped, the loss of blood was already very weak, if this body was not his own, I am afraid that he would have already lost too much blood and went into shock.

As such, Voldemort also felt an extremely heavy burden on his soul, and in order to run this broken corpse, he needed more soul power and magic to support it.

"There's no betrayal or betrayal, I'm much better than you, I've gained the trust of almost everyone, so I can run rampant in Hogwarts with impunity, and I can kill Dumbledore whenever I want, now, do you think I'm not worthy of competing with you for the position of Dark Lord?"

Although it is said that the villain died from talking too much, Leon did not talk or do anything, his mouth did not stop, and his hands naturally did not stop, and the stone pillars in the room were transformed into several cheetahs by him, and pounced towards Voldemort, and the blade did not stop from beginning to end, if it wasn't for a bottle of magic potion just now, he would have wilted.

"As a typical example of failure, you are really a textbook-level example! Uncle without a nose, come on. "

"You! Damn it!"