Hogwarts: I, The Strongest Dark Lord In History!

"Idiot, move faster, do you want to be discovered by those goblins?"

"Master, please don't be angry, I will let this damn goblin lead the way immediately."

Quirrell said to Voldemort obediently.

At this moment, his head was wrapped in a turban similar to that of Ah San.

"Idiot, don't think that someone can save you, just listen to me obediently, maybe I can give you eternal life after I get the Philosopher's Stone."

"Oh, thank you, my great master, I will serve you wholeheartedly and never betray you."

Quirrell raised his wand after saying that: "Crucio!"

The miserable cry echoed throughout the underground space.

Looking at the goblin controlled by his Imperius Curse.

Quirrell said viciously, "Hurry up, take us to vault 713."

Voldemort and Quirrell probably couldn't think of it.

Just before they sneaked into Gringotts.

Hagrid has taken the Philosopher's Stone.

Wait until Quirrell follows the Gringotts goblin to the location.

What appeared in the eyes of the two was an empty vault.

Voldemort shouted angrily: "Bastard, idiot, if it weren't for your cowardice and delaying time, I would have already obtained the Philosopher's Stone."

"Master, spare your life, master calm down!"

"Idiot, give me your body!"

Soon, Quirrell's neck turned 180 degrees.

Ah San's turban wrapped around her head fell aside at some point.

"Fairy, answer me, when were the items in this vault taken away?"

"Not long ago, a few hours ago."

"shit, bastard Dumbledore, Avatar..."

Voldemort got even angrier after hearing this.

He raised his wand, intending to vent his anger with the life of the elf in front of him.

But he didn't wait for his incantation to finish.

A strange voice suddenly came from the corner: "Disarm you!"

have to say.

Voldemort was very experienced in combat.

He dodged a disarming spell from Lucas, and immediately aimed his wand at the shadowy corner.

"who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Voldemort saw a figure wrapped in a black robe coming out of the corner.

"I really didn't expect that the famous Dark Lord would end up in this field, tsk tsk tsk."

Lucas' last few "tsks" were full of provocation and ridicule.

Tom Eighth Riddle couldn't stand that.

Immediately, it exploded, releasing several kinds of black magic in succession.

The three unforgivable curses are used in turn.

Unfortunately, he is just a remnant now.

And Quirrell was half dead.

Two people plus one, the magic power is not much stronger than Lucas.

Not to mention Lucas got a new wand.

The manipulation of magic power has become smoother.

He flicked the spell aside and said, "That's it? That's it?"

"Oh, Merlin, such a guy is actually called the Dark Lord, what a disgrace to the title of the Dark Lord."

"Hold hard, Tom, keep pushing hard, are you not full after going out? Wield that damn little stick in your hand hard."

Lucas would never admit that he was avenging his cheap daddy.

Although he thought he was there, Voldemort never had a chance to kill Grindelwald.

But he still felt angry thinking about it.

No nose socket fine, bullying 110-year-old elderly, shameless.

"Damn to the end!"

"All petrified!"

"Cruciate!"

"Bones to pieces!"

In the process of fighting Voldemort, Lucas also learned a lot of skills.

If it is said that he just relied on his magic wand to bully each other at first.

Not long after.

He can take advantage of some skills.

"Bastard, go to hell, Avada eats a big melon!"

A green light shot towards Lucas.

Dodge the deadly spell.

Lucas no longer kept it, and immediately used the fire shield to protect himself.

Fiendfyre, one of the dark arts, is known as the Devil's Flame.

It is also one of the few black arts that can destroy Voldemort's Horcrux.

Horcruxes can be destroyed, let alone Voldemort's remnant soul attached to others.

Blue's Fiend just appeared.

Voldemort manipulated Quirrell's body to flee far away.

"Bastard, don't let me meet you again!"

It seems that he is not reconciled and just speaks harshly.

Voldemort also triggered the alarm in the underground vault before leaving.

Because of Quirrell's escape.

The Imperius Curse on the goblin gradually failed.

Looking at the strange man in front of him.

The goblin opened its mouth wide, ready to call its companions to come.

"The soul is out of the body!"

There was a flash of light at the tip of Lucas' wand.

The demon spirit in front of him became dull again.

"Take me to Bellatrix's private vault at once."

That's right.

It wasn't the Lestrange family vault that Lucas was going to.

It's the private vault that belongs exclusively to Bellatrix Lestrange.

That year Voldemort took the locket and the gold cup from Helga Hufflepuff's descendants.

After making the two relics into Horcruxes, he handed over the golden cup to his most trusted subordinate, Bellatrix.

so.

The cup must not be in the Lestrange vaults.

really.

The goblin really took him to the depths as requested.

With the opening of the thick door of the vault.

A dazzling array of collections appeared in front of Lucas.

But he didn't even look at it.

His gaze was fixed on the palm-sized cup on the high platform in the depths.

That's what he's here for.

Hufflepuff's Gold Cup.

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