Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Bellatrix shook her head vigorously a few times, but Clark's words were like a hammer, smashing her fantasy.

"Hehe, Voldemort is a guy with low self-esteem and pride, with his arrogant character, he will definitely not choose ordinary things as his Horcruxes.

Only those things with special significance, or things that contain powerful magic power and have a long history can be taken by him.

So, the first one, is the Slytherin locket passed down from generation to generation in their family - Voldemort kept it in the seaside cave he discovered when he was a child, and protected it with evil black magic.

The second one is Marvolo Gunter's ring inherited from their family—it was hidden in the old house of the Gunter family.

The third piece is the crown of Ravenclaw, one of the four founders of Hogwarts - Voldemort brought it back from a certain forest in Romania, and it is now in my hands.

The fourth piece, the big snake Nagini-is still with Voldemort.

As for the fifth piece, Hufflepuff's Gold Cup, was given to you by Voldemort - his most trusted Death Eater. "

Clark lowered his head, took a deep look at Bellatrix, and said to her.

Just this one glance made Bellatrix's heart feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She even felt that under Clark's gaze, she seemed to be stripped naked and exposed to the icy cold wind.

"Of course, there's a sixth—Harry Potter, our famous savior, who is now at Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's nose."

Every time Clark told the whereabouts of a Horcrux, the Death Eaters present were terrified, and Bellatrix struggled more violently.

And in the end, when the name of Harry Potter came out of Clark's mouth, most of these Death Eaters were at a loss, but a small half of the really smart ones were only shocked.

They didn't think that Voldemort himself didn't know about this Horcrux, but they took it for granted that this was an arrangement by Voldemort before his death, in order to hide the last Horcrux in the most unlikely place, and no one told it.

However, this also brought them deep doubts. How did this guy in front of him know these secret things?

Soon, Clark answered their doubts.

He stretched out his hands and bent his fingers into claws, palms up, and continued:

"There is also Tom Riddle's diary when he was young, which he gave to one of his most important subordinates—Lucius Malfoy as a reward. And now, this diary is here with me."

Accompanied by his words, a thin black mist emerged from Clark's palm and gathered into a ball.

Under Clark's power supply, a young man who looked very young, even handsome, appeared in front of everyone like this,

This young man's body is small, even pocket-sized, and because of the surrounding air currents, he fluctuates from time to time, as if he is very fragile.

But none of the Death Eaters dared to underestimate him because they could feel waves of black magic waves that everyone present was very familiar with coming from the pocket-sized red-robed man's claw heart. Upload it personally.

Can't go wrong!

All the Death Eaters were shocked, even though it had been so long, they still couldn't forget this wave that left a deep memory on them.

Some even rolled up their sleeves and pulled open their necklines, revealing their dark magic marks etched into their skin.

And with the close contact with the black magic wave, bursts of tingling sensation also came from those black magic marks at the same time.

Now, everyone already had the answer in their hearts, and even Bellatrix, who had been refusing to believe it, seemed to give up struggling.

"Honestly, I would like to thank that Mr. Lucius Malfoy,

If it weren't for him, it would be impossible for me to devour the Dark Lord and completely possess his power and memory. "

A smug smile appeared on Clark's face, "I even know the whereabouts of his remaining horcruxes."

He walked up to Bellatrix and looked down at her.

"You can't get Hufflepuff's gold cup from me!" Bellatrix stared at him fiercely. "I won't give it to you."

"You did." Clark said confidently.

But at this moment, the powerless Bellatrix who had been prostrate on the ground suddenly jumped up from the ground. At the same time, her right hand was already bent like a hook, and her sharp five fingers carried dark red magic fluctuations, like It was five sharp knives, from bottom to top, trying to cut Clark open.

Faced with this sudden attack, some of the Death Eaters around were taken aback, while others had already guessed the result.

But no matter what they thought in their hearts, they didn't mean to participate in it.

Of course, Clark didn't count on them either, he even knew that the test had only officially begun at this time.

For these villains, fearing power but not morality, relying on words alone is like subduing them. It is simply wishful thinking. Only by showing their powerful strength and muscles can they be deterred.

So in the face of Bellatrix's sudden attack, Clark did not back down, but raised his foot and kicked it hard.

Seeing Clark's response, Bellatrix was overjoyed, secretly pleased with Clark's arrogance.

You know, her trick is not ordinary.

Perhaps most wizards today are unable to cast spells without their wands, but that doesn't include members of the Pure Blood family.

Wizards like Bellatrix who were born in the Black family and married into the Lestrange family.

Trained from an early age in how to use his own magical powers to cast spells without a wand, he also possesses a wealth of knowledge of classical, sinister dark arts.

This claw of hers, in addition to using magic power to change the hardness of her fingers to make them sharp as a knife, also transformed part of the flesh and blood into vicious curse power.

Once caught by her, even if only a small piece of skin is broken, the power of this curse will penetrate into the enemy's flesh and blood and even bone marrow like a gangrene, devouring the opponent's vitality.

From then on, the enemy could only toss and turn between sick beds, and his body wasted day by day at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was unspeakably miserable.

It's not that Clark doesn't know how powerful her move is, after all, the fluctuations in the power of the curse are very obvious.

However, he is skilled and bold, so he doesn't care about it.

I saw that when his kick was kicked out, the bright red life energy was already lingering on his foot, forming a thin layer of crystal texture.

When Bellatrix's sharp nails collided with it, they only produced a series of sparks, which couldn't hurt it at all.

Then, Clark kicked heavily on her chest with a powerful kick.

"boom!"

The opponent's thin body flew upside down, slammed into the prison wall, and bounced back with blood spitting out of his mouth. It looked like he had been seriously injured by his kick just now.

It's just that Clark didn't pursue the next step, but took a step back.

The Death Eaters around thought he didn't want to kill people, and laughed at his womanly kindness in their hearts.

Even Bellatrix spat out the blood in her mouth, and laughed loudly: "If you have the ability, you can kill me! If you kill me, I won't give you your things!"

Clark was not annoyed by this, and just said with a smile: "As a civilized person, I don't like beating women."

"However, I don't want to block some people from expressing their anger."

Just when others didn't understand what he meant, Clark waved his hand directly, and the bright red mist drifted to the next cell, and Rabastan Lestland, who had been drained of energy and blood, fell into a dying state. Qi was brought back to life.

"bring it on."

Clark beckoned, and Labastan Lestrange stood up as if sleepwalking, and walked in front of him.

"Actually, when pure-blood wizard families choose names for their children, they often like to turn to those more famous fortune-tellers, hoping that the names they bestow will bring good luck to their children.

Of course, the Black family and the Lestrange family are no exception.

The original meaning of the name Bellatrix refers to a yellow star located on the left shoulder of the Orion constellation, which has the meaning of a heroic female warrior.

And Rabastan (rabastan) is another name for the star in the constellation Draco (Tianlong III).

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this implication, but unfortunately, its starlight is a bit dimmer than that of a star, which just symbolizes that your aura will also be overshadowed by your terrible sister-in-law. "

At this moment, Labastan Lestrange had already come to his senses, and he happened to hear Clark's words.

He had just recovered, so he couldn't figure out what was going on. Just listening to this analysis and looking at his miserable-looking sister-in-law, Rabastan felt extraordinarily at ease.

And this kind of comfortable psychology was quickly captured by Clark's spiritual power, and catalyzed and amplified, quickly changing his mental outlook.

"So, Rabasta, you must be very clear, as long as your sister-in-law is still alive, you will never be able to get rid of her influence and become a real Lestrange."

Labastan Lestrange took another look at his sister-in-law, and Bellatrix immediately returned the look with a savage glare.

"But the glory of a pure-blooded family cannot be tarnished. I believe that in your heart, you still have a dream. Labastan Lestrange is not weaker than others, right?"

He was silent, without words, but it could be seen from his clenched fist that he was listening.

"Hahaha! What's the use of saying this, waste is waste, although I don't know what tricks you are playing, but I want to tell you, you will never succeed!"

Bellatrix laughed wildly, and said loudly: "My master will make you regret coming to these worlds! He will make those who betray you pay the price, make those who offend you never live again, and make those who Muggles and Mudbloods have no place to die!"

Its crazy momentum even temporarily suppressed all the Death Eaters.

Only Clark shook his head.

"No, you're wrong. The reason why I told him this is just to tell him that only by conquering the fear in his heart can he fully bloom his own light."

"Hahaha! Just him? This trash."

"Yes, that's him!"

Clark looked at the blushing Labastan Lestrange, and pushed him behind the back.

It was this boost that sent Labastan Lestrange directly in front of Bellatrix.

He looked at his sister-in-law who was looking at him with sarcasm, and looked at her miserable appearance. Suddenly, an invisible force poured into his heart directly, igniting the flame in his heart.

"I'm not trash!"

Labastan Lestrange was suddenly filled with courage, and he stretched out his hand to lift up his sister-in-law, who was actually so skinny that she didn't weigh much.

next moment.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Bellatrix's already red and swollen cheeks became much rounder.

Her eyes widened, and like all the Death Eaters present, they were shocked by Rabastan's actions.

If it is understandable that his elder brother Rodolphs slapped Latrix just now, then this bold move by Rabastan is really shocking.

Who doesn't know, he is afraid of his sister-in-law, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

Labastan also noticed the astonishment, astonishment, and admiration of the people around him, and a sense of vanity sprouted from his heart instantly.

This feeling is mixed with the exhilaration after the slap just now, as if a jar of fine wine has been brewed, like a ray of fire, flowing directly from the throat into the stomach, igniting a hot flame, and then It steamed up and went straight to the forehead.

"Rabastan, you..." His elder brother Rodolphus stretched out his hand to stop him. After all, the younger brother hit his own wife.

But when he saw Clark standing aside, he couldn't say anything to stop him. He flinched once.

And Rabastan, who was unstopped, also completely let go of himself. He seemed to want to vent all the grievances he had suffered from his sister-in-law over the years, and each attack became heavier and more ruthless.

Bellatrix also laughed wildly, "Okay! Good fight! Come again!"

But soon, she couldn't pretend anymore.

Not everyone has the broad mind to do nothing, especially when you are bullied by someone you once despised or despised.

That kind of huge gap from the heart, that kind of strong humiliation, can almost make a person lose his mind with anger.

This is Bellatrix's performance. During the first few slaps, she was still able to hold on.

But after a few slaps, when she found that the fear and terror in the eyes of the Death Eaters around her were replaced by sarcasm, ridicule and chuckle, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"asshole!"

"Snapped!"

"stop!"

"Snapped!"

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

"Snapped!"

"I will definitely kill you!"

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

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