Harry Potter Hello Dark Lord

"Hua Tsai, that bad old man is so bad! Why are you doing this to me?!" Qin Weijie said, but other thoughts arose in his heart.

'Why is Old Dengtou involved with Roland and Burress? Isn't that guy an old artist with both virtue and skill? How could he be involved with the leader of the Erwu Zai cult! There is no introduction to the relevant plots I watched in his previous life.

Ah... what a bad old man, he still has such a dark history! On the surface he is full of benevolence, justice and morality, but on the inside he is full of male thieves and female prostitutes...'

Qin Weijie secretly thought about the problem of Old Dengtou. At this moment, Old Dengtou's character could be said to have completely collapsed under Qin Weijie.

In the past, he was deeply brainwashed by movies and TV shows related to his previous life. Qin Weijie always felt that Old Dengtou was a decent person even though he was a bit sinister. Why did he feel now that this guy was just a member of the Demon Cult hidden in the decent camp?

!?

The contrast is a bit big and the information is a bit too much. I don’t understand what Lao Dengtou is trying to do?

Since ancient times, villains have had the self-cultivation of villains, and they always have unrealistic ideals as an important program. For example, the goal of the corrupted Bishop Burress is to completely master the 'Eye of Danatus' and then resurrect the God of Death, or recreate him

The God of Death... The Ghost Bishop's goal is to bring false gods to the world... Grindelwald wants to create a wizarding power... Roland's purpose is to be a bastard? Or maybe he inherits the will of the weather.

But what are you trying to do, Lao Dengtou? You can’t see any purpose in a person’s actions. This kind of person is either a madman or a big boss! And what kind of person is Lao Dengtou?

At the moment, Qin Weijie and Tom are like two detectives who have identified a suspect, but cannot find the motive and evidence for the other party's crime. The investigation of the case has reached a dead end and cannot move forward.

"Why did Professor Dumbledore put the blame on you?"

"have no idea"

"Why would the professor cooperate with the cult?"

"Not sure"

"Did you offend him somewhere?"

"I don't!"

Qin Weijie's "I don't know", "I don't know", and "I don't have" words made Tom extremely distressed, and the two of them simply stopped worrying about this issue.

At the moment, everyone is still trapped in the 'ruins'. The most important thing is to find a way to leave here first. As for other people's plans, Qin Weijie and Tom's principle is that it is best not to get involved. If you can hide, you can hide. If you can't hide, then make trouble.

, fishing in troubled waters, being a troublemaker, and protecting yourself is the right way.

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At the same time, outside the temporary camp guarded by a few people in Minsk, the portal at the entrance to the wasteland not far away suddenly became brilliant, and soon countless figures walked out of the portal.

Those who had just stepped out of the portal were unfortunately swept up by the hurricane and thrown high into the sky. They were then messed up in the hurricane and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

The smart people behind saw this situation and were all prepared. Afterwards, almost no one who came out of the entrance was swept away by the hurricane.

Not long after, a team of more than fifty people appeared at the entrance. As soon as the more than fifty people came out, they quickly divided into four camps, guarding each other and confronting each other.

"Sure enough, there are some problems inside the ruins..." Burleth muttered silently while looking at the yellow sand in the sky.

The former High Priest of the Ghoul, Luonan, stood beside Bores and asked thoughtfully: "Is it different from the records in the secret room?"

Burleth nodded: "This place was supposed to be a wasteland. The wasteland was covered with countless ancient ruins. According to the literature, the entire wasteland was originally a huge independent place between the 'old world' and the 'real world'.

space.

In ancient times, many blasphemers lived in this space, but during the "War of the Gods" in ancient times, they were suppressed by Thanatos, the god of death. Finally, with the help of Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, the tower was built.

Natos built 'The Boneyard' on this basis."

"What's the situation with this storm now?" Luonan asked.

Bores glanced at the Ghost Bishop not far away: "Huh, what else could it be? There are guys in the 'Old World' who are doing something, but it shouldn't have much impact. He has served as the God of Death and the God of Craftsmen.

How could the masterpiece of Hephaestus be easily destroyed by a false god?"

"However, the violent space tearing energy in this hurricane still has an impact on us. We have lost too many people through the tunnel of the pyramid. This storm is likely to cause us to lose people..."

Bores chuckled: "It's okay, these people are all cannon fodder. It's good to be able to persist here. The final ownership of the 'godhead' still depends on the competition with high combat power. In fact, you should be glad that we are not the ones who suffered the most serious losses."

One, the ghost will probably be pissed to death."

Luonan raised his eyes and looked at the Ghost Bishop who had only five people left, and nodded unconsciously: "That child will really surprise us. The traps and traps in the final corridor are simply outrageous. That boy inherited it from his mother.

Excellent genes."

Burleth couldn't help but feel ashamed and couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead: "I still underestimated Vijay. With the power of the God of Death and the weird mystical skills he has mastered, I don't know whether I'm happy or worried when I see him growing up so quickly.

Ah...he is really a little monster, a little monster created by us ourselves."

At this moment, Roland's angry shouts came from not far away. It was obvious that Roland was the first to come out of the portal: "Vijay!! You little bastard, you almost cheated me to death!!"

Roland was in an extremely embarrassed state. His originally long black hair was messy, and there were several scars on his body. Black mist was still exuding from many of the scars, and the wounds were still festering rapidly.

Padrick, who was standing aside, also looked helpless: "Roland, are you sure those traps were all set by that little guy?"

"Who else besides him? I have seen that weird mysterious method before, but I didn't expect it to be so terrifying and difficult to deal with. That little bastard must have had a new adventure! I'm so angry, how can I be a teacher?

It’s so difficult, I’ve never seen anyone trick a teacher like this!” Roland cursed angrily: “By the way, how many of us are left?”

"There are seventeen people left, and we are now the largest number... We lost three people at the Nanubis statue, and we lost more than thirty knights in the corridor!!" Padrick gritted his teeth: "Don't

Let me see that little bastard, and I will beat him every time I see him!"

"Fight! Fight to death! Call me and fight to death together! Just save your breath!" Roland said without feeling sorry for Qin Weijie at all.

At this time, Qin Weijie, who was far away in the 'Library of the Dead', suddenly shuddered and sneezed three times in a row: "I'll go, who the hell is planning on me!"

Tom's last touch: "With your insidious behavior, I think the other party is not setting you up, but trying to get rid of you!"

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