Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"I like this setting."

Cormic said excitedly, "The losers quit and the winners move forward. This is fair."

"That's fair, and you beat Harry Potter." His companions were equally excited, having done themselves the honor of defeating the Boy-Who-Lived.

"Of course, beating him makes me happy, but I like the rules even more."

Cormac remained calm, which was rare, and continued, "But I think I would be happier if the enemy was Malfoy."

The group of people immediately started discussing again, and it seemed that Malfoy was becoming more and more disliked by the Lion House.

Voldemort followed in the dark, thinking about the name of the leading brother. He remembered that this person was mentioned in the book, but couldn't remember it for the moment.

It wasn't until Cormac waved his wand like a club that he remembered...

This man was a member of the Slug Club and had served as a substitute goalkeeper. He also hit Harry on the head with a Bludger due to a mistake, causing Harry to fall off the flying broom and crack his skull.

"Is Harry's nemesis an arrangement of fate?" Voldemort thought to himself, "If that's the case, becoming a Death Eater would allow him to deal with Harry."

Of course, this is a bit fanciful. There are no Death Eaters in the Lion Court, except for Peter Pettigrew.

While thinking randomly, he followed Cormac's team forward, encountering several small traps in the process, but Cormac resolved them all.

This person can be recognized by Potions Master Horace Slughorn and enter the Slug Club. It seems that he does have two brushes.

"The roadside is full of legging vines, but for second graders, it's not a big problem."

As he walked, he analyzed the traps in the training ground. "I haven't seen any offensive magical creatures yet. Is the training ground for first and second graders really so..."

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow shot down from the branches and jumped onto him.

"What's this?"

He screamed and tried to drive the small black ball of flesh away from his body, but the speed of this magical creature was too fast, and it flew around him like a snake and rat.

"Zhizhi~~"

The black creature yelped twice, and before Cormac could undress and deal with it, it moved away, jumped onto another man, and searched again.

"It's Xiu Xiu, damn, watch your own money bag."

Cormac took out his wallet in frustration, but it was empty.

"It's too itchy, leave me, leave me quickly, I have no money..."

A second-year student was twisting his body like a dance, but it was clear that Sniff would not listen to him, and it was still running around looking for it.

"ah."

The boy tripped and fell to the side of the road. The vines immediately attacked him and quickly tied him to the ground.

Niffler left before being tied up. It did not attack anyone else. It must have been frightened by the leg-twisting vine.

"Don't be nervous, they are afraid of flames, wait a minute."

Cormac said calmly, then picked up his wand and prepared to use the fire-making spell.

But the fallen partner suddenly let out a scream. He shouted "Something bit me." Then his eyes became dull and his body stopped struggling. After a while, saliva even flowed out.

"What happened to him? Cormac." A student asked in horror.

Cormac stepped forward nervously, carefully holding up his wand to check - he found a red flower in the legging vine. The flower looked like lips with bright red lipstick.

"It's the Lip Soul Flower. Damn it, I heard from my family that the toxin of this flower can make people become fools."

Cormac shouted in surprise and immediately glanced around, seemingly looking for help.

"If your team surrenders, I can solve the problem." Voldemort appeared at the right time, and he didn't look anxious.

"Professor, this is Liphunhua, will he be okay?" After asking this question, he said urgently, "We admit defeat."

"The flames are blazing."

Voldemort immediately used the fire-making spell to remove the leg-wrapping vines and rescue the students who fell into the illusion.

"Of course it's okay. This is Professor Sprout's improved variety. It's hallucinogenic, but it won't harm the soul."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he used the Light as a Feather spell on the hallucinating students and asked the students to pick him up.

"He needs to go to the school infirmary. Madam Pomfrey can help him." He said, leading a few people towards the exit.

When they passed through the portal that blocked the Potter group and returned to the three-way intersection, there was a group of second-year girls waiting here.

Seeing their classmates being carried back, the girls exclaimed. Truman also stepped forward and asked, "Professor, what's wrong with him?"

"If he is bitten by the Lip Soul Flower, you send him to Madam Pomfrey. She has already prepared the antidote. Is this the last team?" Voldemort asked him.

"Yes, the previous team has already entered."

As soon as Truman finished speaking, the team's figure appeared in the middle path. Hagrid was accompanying them. Apparently they also failed.

"Well, ladies, let's get going."

Voldemort looked at the last four people and said to them.

"Okay, okay professor."

They looked a little scared, but the girl in the lead responded bravely, and then took the lead to the right - they wanted to stay away from the corridor on the left.

Voldemort asked Hagrid to take everyone back first, and he followed the last group into the corridor on the right.

In fact, this path is the most dangerous of the three, but obviously, these children don't know that.

They walked along the path and walked for a long time without encountering any danger. This made them relax their vigilance and start chatting among themselves.

"Maybe we chose the safest one."

The leading girl said loudly, "Luck is also a part of strength. Professor Quirrell may have established a direct path to the end because of this."

Other girls also echoed and speculated on whether this was possible.

Not... Voldemort, who fell behind, thought in his heart.

He wasn't that boring. He set up a training ground and brought luck. The reason why this path seemed safe was to make them relax their vigilance.

These children were obviously trapped, and their loud discussions also attracted danger - a blue light was already approaching them.

"Speed ​​up the pace, maybe we can pass the level today."

The witch at the front said excitedly, and accelerated first, and then...

The blue light obviously focused on her, and quickly approached, clicked on her, and then flew into the air.

"Ah." The girl yelled, and then her eyes became confused.

"Katie, what's wrong with you?" asked the witches behind her, who had no idea what was happening.

"I feel like I've been stabbed, I feel dizzy..."

Katie held her head and said, then stretched out her hand to hold her partner, "I feel like I'm going to fly, what's wrong?"

The little witches swarmed over and hurriedly pulled Katie's feet off the ground. One of them even shouted: "Professor, we lost, we admit defeat."

"Hide your eyes."

When Voldemort appeared, the first thing he did was to use magic on the blue light.

But the light was very fast, and its movements were irregular. Voldemort's magic could not hit it immediately, and it even rushed toward Voldemort with lightning.

"Ah." The girls also saw the source of danger and screamed.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Voldemort simply left several blinding spells in front of him. The blue light directly hit one of them, and his figure stopped for the first time.

It was a foot long, blue in color, and as bright as sapphire. It was a billywig beetle, of which there were many in Australia and very few in England.

"What is it?" Katie asked Voldemort while pulling her classmate to prevent herself from floating into the sky.

"You need to find the answer yourself."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at Katie and said, "You should be a little dizzy, and your floating state will last for a while, but it's not a big problem. Stay in class, or go to the infirmary?"

"Is this really okay?" Katie's eyes widened in surprise. She felt like she had a big problem because her whole body kept floating up to the sky.

"It's not big, it will recover in a while." Voldemort said with certainty.

"Oh... Then I'll continue the class. It feels amazing, like riding a broomstick that is invisible and disobedient. It's very interesting." She pulled her classmate's arm and said.

Voldemort shrugged and turned to lead the way, silently reciting "Pentakill" in his heart.

A total of five teams from the first and second years of Hogwarts were...all wiped out at the Maple Leaf Training Ground.

No way, no way, you won’t drown if you really try the water...