Hogwarts: I Am The Only One Who Is A Cultivator

"What are you looking at me for? Go on, don't worry about me, I'll 'pick up some rubbish' and I'll be there in a moment."

(￣ー￣)

"Fine!"

Although Voldemort was about to be resurrected, he was still a little scared of Ye Feng, so when he found out that Ye Feng was just breaking the basilisk's teeth, he pretended not to see it, turned his head back, and prepared to continue the topic.

As for Harry and Hermione, they also know Ye Feng quite well. They know very well that Ye Feng has a strong 'collection habit' for such 'weird' things, so they are very interested in Ye Feng breaking the basilisk teeth. behavior is not surprising.

As for whether Ye Feng would be accidentally scratched when breaking the basilisk's teeth, they had seen with their own eyes that Ye Feng was knocked several times by a fish that was two to three meters long that he caught from the black lake. rice, but in the end, he climbed up like an innocent person, grabbed the fishing rod, and dragged the fish that jumped back into the lake to the shore again.

Therefore, they were quite reassured about Ye Feng's 'physical quality', because in their minds, if the basilisk's teeth really touched Ye Feng, they might not know who was 'injured'.

Then, a strange scene happened. One Soul and three people turned their heads and glanced at Ye Feng before going to continue the previous topic. However, when Ye Feng interrupted Voldemort, he forgot where he had said it, so he looked at Harry and the others.

"Where did I just talk about that?"

"Oh, you said that you will be resurrected as a young, energetic person, and you are about to talk about how to deal with us."

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Ye Feng: (￣▽￣)~*

"Okay, let's continue...I will be resurrected as a young, energetic person, and you will..."

"Click~"

Voldemort：￣へ￣╬

"I will endure!"

"And you will..."

"Crack!"

Voldemort: (▼Van▼#)

"I can't bear it anymore!!"

"And you will be me..."

"Crack!"

Voldemort: (╬◣д◢)

"I can't bear it anymore!!!"

"And you will become what I will become after my resurrection..."

"Kacha kacha~"

Voldemort: (╯‵Van′)╯︵┻━┻

"Are you done yet?"

There was no need to endure it anymore. After being interrupted several times, Voldemort finally couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly turned to look at Ye Feng, and Ye Feng, who was putting the second to last tooth of the basilisk into the space ring, turned his head. He looked at Voldemort in confusion.

[・_・?]

"Are you in a hurry? Wait a moment, there's only one left and we can pull it out."

Looking at Ye Feng's innocent little face, Voldemort was completely blown away. He raised the handle without hesitation, pointed it at Ye Feng with his open palm, and shouted with a ferocious look: "Avada bites the big melon!"

"Click~"

As Voldemort finished speaking, a green light flew out of Voldemort's palm at the same time as the clicking sound of the basilisk's teeth being pulled out. He turned around and was seriously preparing to pull out the last tooth of the basilisk. Ye Feng's back that contains the space ring.

This sudden turn of events caused Harry and the others to change their expressions, and Hermione's face instantly became extremely frightened, because she knew what the curse was the moment Voldemort chanted it, and it was the three unforgivable things in the wizarding world. One of the curses is the death curse.

"careful!"

Ye Feng: [・ヘ・?]

Although Hermione had warned her as quickly as possible, it was still a step too late. Almost at the same time that she shouted to be careful, the green light also hit the unsuspecting Ye Feng, and Ye Feng heard Hermione After being reminded, he put the basilisk's teeth into the space ring and turned to look at them with a puzzled expression.

"Ye...Ye Feng, are you okay?" Seeing Ye Feng being hit by the Death Curse, Hermione's heart trembled. She left Harry behind and they ran to Ye Feng as quickly as possible and grabbed Ye Feng's head. He looked at it all the way down to his feet, and while looking at it, he also directly checked to see if Ye Feng was okay.

Although Hermione's little hands were soft and smelled good, how would it be appropriate to touch him directly in public? So Ye Feng directly grabbed Hermione's hand to stop her.

"Stop, stop, stop, what can I do? Why don't you just pull out a few basilisk teeth? No need to make a fuss?"

"Oh, by the way, I thought I heard someone trying to eat a big melon just now. Are any of you hungry?"

"Click~"

At this moment, Harry seemed to hear the sound of something being dislocated, and Ye Feng, after grabbing Hermione's groping little hand to stop her, pulled her back to Harry and the others.

Although he only collected the teeth of the basilisk and left a lot of things behind, the man on the ground was almost exhausted and ready to ascend to heaven, so he could only put it aside temporarily and come back to clean up the mess.

"Did you just want to eat a big melon when you were hungry?"

After pulling Hermione back to Harry and the others, Ye Feng let go of Hermione's little hand and looked at Voldemort with a slightly tilted head, while Voldemort looked at Ye Feng's "innocent and kind" smile and felt A chill came from the depths of my heart and reached the depths of my soul.

"Gulu~"

"Don't answer? Is this acquiescence? It seems that you are really hungry, uncle. Did you not have dinner today? If you haven't, then... eat my Avada!"

"...Uncle...Uncle...Uncle..."

At this moment, only the word uncle kept echoing in Voldemort's mind, and he was still unaware of the green Kedavra falling on him, because the damage Avada Kedavra had brought to him was far less than that of his uncle. The damage caused by two words.

Looking at Voldemort with a dull look on his face, Ye Feng was also quite puzzled, because although he had learned it based on the death curse that Voldemort had just issued, in fact, because it was the first time he used it, he had not mastered it well, so the power was reduced by him. In other words, this blow would at most make Voldemort uncomfortable but would definitely not kill him.

But now this guy was dumbfounded, and it seemed that the degree of 'injury' seriously exceeded the power of his life-killing curse, so Ye Feng was quite confused, so he reached out and poked Voldemort who was standing there.

Ye Feng: [・_・]_/¯Poke~

Ye Feng poked Voldemort and saw that he had no response, so he took back his hand and thought: "No response? He won't die, right? Or, drag him out and bury him?"

Voldemort: (ｷ｀ﾟДﾟ´)!!

"呲~"

(꒪ཫ꒪)

Voldemort had just come back to his senses after hearing Ye Feng's words when he felt a stabbing pain in his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw that Harry had already put the diary in the arms of the unlucky friend on the ground. Ben took it out and put it on the ground.

But that's not the point. The point is that Harry still holds the Gryffindor Sword in his hand, and the Gryffindor Sword is inserted in the middle of the bleeding diary.

"stop!"

Harry smiled brightly when he saw Voldemort panicking.

"I guessed it right. This diary is your true identity. The figure in front of you is just a projection of your memory. It is used to confuse us. Now I don't care if you are Voldemort or Riddle, you will go to hell." Go!"

After speaking, Harry lifted the Gryffindor Holy Sword in his hand and stabbed it down hard again, which made Voldemort's eyes wide open.

"No!!!"