Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Lucius cautiously stepped into the vault, then took out a pair of special gloves from his waist and put them on.

"Light it up for me, arsonists, and don't use strong fire recently. Gravediggers don't like it." Lucius said while looking for it with the help of others' lighting spells.

His gloved hands fiddled with the vault unscrupulously, without fear of being burned or triggering the golden cup's replication spell - as long as you were fully prepared, there was no magic that could not be broken.

"here……"

Lucius suddenly shouted in surprise, and then reached out to grab a small gold cup with a badger engraved on it.

At this moment, Voldemort's voice came from outside shouting a curse: "Split into pieces."

"Boom~~"

It was like something was exploded, followed by the sound of various curses being shouted.

Lucius hurried out and saw Voldemort cast a killing curse without hesitation, and a little goblin holding a dagger lay silently on the ground.

For a moment, the entire battlefield became silent, and then several Death Eaters let out evil cheers, while the goblins huddled together in fear - but they did not choose to run away.

Obviously, even though Voldemort's curse made them feel terrified, their instinct to protect the treasury, or the spirit of contract, kept them from flinching.

"Is this it? Gravedigger." Lucius asked, dragging the small golden cup.

Voldemort frowned, turned his head and glanced. After confirming that it was his Horcrux, he said dissatisfiedly: "Put him away, Forerunner, don't let others see..."

"It's Hufflepuff's golden cup."

One of the goblins shouted, which made the eyes of the other goblins light up instantly, and a group of little guys looked at Lucius as if they were shot.

"Damn, look what you did."

Voldemort angrily reprimanded Lucius, and Lucius also realized that he had made a big mistake - for God's sake, he just couldn't be sure whether it was this thing, and the result...

"Kill them, leave no one behind."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he shot an explosive spell directly behind the little goblin, causing the corridor behind to collapse and blocking everyone's escape route.

"You are not allowed to use fierce fire. You can use other magics as you like." Voldemort shouted again, and then he took the lead in attacking.

There were a lot of elves, more than twenty of them. Although the killing curse was easy to use, it was not a group attack.

Therefore, Voldemort raised his hand and cast an explosion spell, causing the group of goblins to disperse, and then began to defeat them one by one.

Cutting Throat Curse, Divine Edge Curse, Death Curse...

There is no curse that is not aimed at killing a life. Voldemort kills without mercy.

Several Death Eaters also used magic, dealing a burst of output to the little goblin in front of them. Although not everyone could use the killing curse, most of them were black magic.

The goblins were brave, some used magic spells to resist, some used their body to avoid, and some were brave, even trying to kill them with daggers.

But Voldemort obviously doesn't like close combat with others. Whenever an elf rushes towards him, he will give out a green light without hesitation.

"Bang."

In the midst of the chaos, a little goblin suddenly spun on the spot and disappeared in front of everyone.

Voldemort's eyes narrowed - damn, the news will definitely get out...

He glared at Lucius with dissatisfaction again, scaring Lucius into quickly casting the Killing Curse to show his loyalty - he knew very well how much trouble his reckless actions had just caused to Voldemort's plan.

At this time, he could only use a strong performance to redeem his idiotic behavior and the stupid impression left in Voldemort's mind.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

More and more goblins chose to escape, and soon only the last one was left. When he wanted to turn around, Voldemort killed him with a spell.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

Deep in the empty vault, only the person who opened the door was still swinging the jingle piece, intimidating the dragon and keeping it away from everyone.

Everyone stopped, and Voldemort glanced at the goblin corpses on the ground. There were more than a dozen corpses, but he didn't feel any compassion in his heart.

I just wish I couldn't kill everyone... Voldemort thought bitterly in his heart.

"Gravedigger, are we leaving?" Lucius asked carefully putting away the gold cup.

After glaring at him angrily, Voldemort glanced at the treasury behind him and thought for a moment: "Robbing a few treasuries can be used as start-up funds for potion research."

His words stunned Lucius.

"Gravedigger, if the goblin comes again, you must have made adequate preparations. If..."

"Rob."

Voldemort said nothing and gave the order directly.

Lucius couldn't resist him, so he could only follow him to the vault not far away, let the controlled goblin open it, and then everyone filled their pockets.

It has to be said that the wealth of these vaults at the lowest level exceeds everyone's expectations.

"Next."

Having just ransacked one vault, Voldemort immediately moved on to the next one, but this time Lucius didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Voldemort asked dissatisfied.

"Gravedigger, this is my family's treasury." Lucius came up and whispered.

Voldemort was startled. He really didn't expect that after robbing several vaults, he would encounter his own.

"It's hard to go around, so let's change the direction." Voldemort said.

"The one over there seems to be from the Avery family. I saw it once." Lucius reminded in a low voice.

Voldemort was startled again. The Averys and his son were both Death Eaters.

The father's generation is his classmate, and the son's generation is Snape's classmate. Regarding his loyal ministers and property...

"Forget it, let's go somewhere farther away." Voldemort said.

Lucius did not stop him this time and was ready to lead the way himself, but at this moment, another group of goblins rushed over.

Unlike before, this group of goblins were wearing armor and were obviously more prepared.

"Avada Kedavra~~~"

Raising his hand is the killing curse, just because Voldemort uses this curse most easily - as Riddle's soul merges into more and more, the consciousness of Voldemort's remnant soul also affects him more and more.

If Lin Zuo's consciousness had the upper hand, there wouldn't be a dozen goblins lying on the ground before, but now...

Unless [Lin Zuo Moment] is used, Voldemort's character will become increasingly cruel.

Perhaps, this is Voldemort's nature.

"Whoosh."

The green light passed through the gap in the armor and instantly entered the goblin's body.

"Ding-ding...dang-rang..."

The body wearing heavy armor collapsed weakly, and continued to roll forward due to the previous momentum.

The goblins behind who couldn't stop the car fell down one after another. Voldemort frowned in confusion - why did he wear armor when he could obviously use magic?

He really couldn't understand these goblins, but in the subsequent battle, the armor still showed extraordinary advantages.

"Torn apart."

Someone's curse hit the breastplate, and a ray of light came out of the breastplate, actually blocking the curse.

"Use dark magic." Voldemort said dissatisfied.

As a villain in the wizarding world, you should not use it unless necessary.

Black magic is the native magic of Death Eaters.