Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Little Barty had a fanatical expression on his face, as if he had seen a cultist of an evil god. ஜ۩۞۩ஜஜ۩۞۩ஜ

If most of the purebloods who first followed Voldemort did it for themselves, that is, for the benefit of purebloods, Barty Jr. was completely different from that. It didn't matter to him whether he was pure blood or not. What he valued was Voldemort's very similar experiences to his, as well as his strong personality!

Yes, Voldemort also has a very charismatic personality, at least in the past.

For Voldemort's cause, he would not hesitate to sacrifice his life!

Of course, for a talent like Barty Jr., Voldemort would be reluctant to treat him as a consumable unless it was absolutely necessary.

A useful tool should be kept for a long time.

"Of course I won't use your body, Barty." Voldemort said hoarsely, "You still have to work with me to restore our previous glory. I always need someone to accompany me on the way forward!"

Of course Voldemort doesn't really care about anyone's life, he only cares about his own life.

But for people like Barty who are loyal to him, he always has to show kindness and kindness to make them feel that he is special to them. Only in this way will some people follow him wholeheartedly, and even go to pieces for him!

It was as if he had confided in Barty Jr. about his past. Did he really feel that Barty Jr. had the same problem as him, so he couldn't help himself?

no!

But he understands that for people like Little Barty, the more he finds the point of empathy with him, the more he can make the other person become his servant wholeheartedly.

"I'm so happy to have you by my side in this situation, little Barty." Voldemort's joy was real.

Little Barty is different from Pettigrew. He is a capable man. His magical talent is very strong. He just graduated more than ten years ago, and he is already as capable as a battle-hardened Death Eater like Bella. Ability, even if he has not improved much over the years, he is still a very capable assistant.

Not to mention——

"I will teach you a few tricks, Barty." Voldemort said proudly, "Then we will be resurrected. Of course, now that you are back with me, this matter is foolproof!

"But we should let those traitors know the fate of betrayers!"

"Of course, my great sir!" Little Barty said enthusiastically, "We should prepare a grand stage to welcome your new life! Let them know that you are still alive!"

——

"Snapped!!!"

The air was like an exploding soap bubble.

Cyrus takes Newt and Tina with him and appears on a dirty ship.

The moment he landed, Cyrus had already cast the Disillusionment Curse, hiding the figures of all three people. The sound of the Apparition was also drowned by the waves of the sea.

Newt and Tina both felt a little queasy.

On the one hand, they are older and their physical fitness is not as good as before. On the other hand, Cyrus also performed multiple apparations at once. After several twists and turns, his feet did not even land on the ground, and his body has not yet returned to human form. It was pulled apart again and rolled into the crack again.

Tina even suspected that her intestines were knotted.

She and Newt retched while holding on to the mast, and Cyrus casually set up a magic barrier to prevent them from being discovered.

But in the final analysis, at this stage, even if they are discovered, it doesn't matter. They are just a few poachers. Is it possible that they can fight back?

"Ugh—" Newt smoothed his chest, finally alleviating the discomfort, and then looked around. There was only a wizard guarding the deck. A ship like this could sail the sea by itself without sailors.

"It's best to collect evidence of their crimes first and then send them to Azkaban," Newt said.

Cyrus was fine with Newt's desire to send these people to Azkaban. Although poachers were hateful, they were not as unjust as some dark wizards.

But obtaining evidence is a bit too troublesome.

Cyrus directly locked the space of the ship's hull to prevent the disembodiment, and then raised his wand and pointed it at the ship's hull——

"boom!!!"

The wooden door that had been protected by magic was instantly blown to pieces!

The entire building above the deck of the ship was flattened by Cyrus in an instant!

The wizard who was watching the wind was also affected by the aftermath and fell from the observation deck into the sea.

Cyrus walked towards the stairs leading to the cabin without looking away. The poacher and the dark wizard inside naturally heard the noise and rushed up with their wands.

"Boy, are you an Auror?" the buyer's wizard asked, but the poacher said nothing and immediately cast a spell at him!

"Split into pieces!"

The blade cuts across like a crescent moon!

Cyrus didn't even look at it and casually threw the spell away.

Then he waved his hand and whipped out an invisible whip, hitting the opponent's body!

At this moment, another wizard also reacted and hurriedly wanted to raise his wand, but when he touched his waist, he realized that his wand had disappeared without knowing it.

When he looked up, he saw a little brown thing happily picking his teeth with his wand.

It's the Niffler that Newt released earlier.

Poachers not only have to deal with ferocious magical animals, but they also have to deal with Aurors and dark wizards from various countries. The manpower and strength are actually not bad. In this moment, seven or eight wizards have emerged from the ground, but Because the passage was too narrow, they followed behind and did not dare to cast many spells to avoid hurting their companions in front.

But Cyrus had no such concerns.

He pointed his wand and pushed out the transparent barrier, knocking all these people away at once!

The wizard at the front of the row fell backwards, and all those behind him tumbled down like snowballs.

Cyrus kept restraining his strength. He didn't know how big the cabin was, so as not to use too much force and injure the magical animal.

Newt and Tina looked at each other. This was the easiest time they had hunted down poachers in so many years. Those ferocious poachers sometimes even dared to attack the fire dragon, but in Cyrus's hands, they were like a rabble.

"Transform quickly."

Cyrus conjured ropes, tied them all up, and walked deeper into the cabin.

Sure enough, a traceless stretching spell had been cast inside. The space inside was almost as big as a playground. The smell was very unpleasant, mixed with animal feces and body odor, as well as the stench of blood. Cyrus suddenly smelled it and felt that The smell went straight to his brain and gave him a hard punch on the back of his head!

"Daylight flashes!"

He first cast a spell on himself to block the stench, and then threw out a huge ball of light. The light suddenly ignited the cabin.

Rows of rusty steel cages were placed close together, filled with scarred magical animals. Many of them seemed to be dead, especially a dragon that was not very old, with its throat cut open and wounds. There is a tube inserted everywhere, causing the dragon's blood to flow out all the time.

It couldn't live much longer, its eyes were as cloudy as lotus root powder that hadn't been stirred, and it was covered in eyes.

"I'm afraid they've been holding onto it for a long time and have been unwilling to take action." Newt walked quickly to the fire dragon and reached out to press the opponent's cheek. In response, the fire dragon just raised his eyelids and seemed to feel tired again. , slowly closed his eyes.

This is very common.

On the one hand, it is not cost-effective to sell a fire dragon directly. On the other hand, since the British wizarding community banned private breeding of fire dragons, this is also a trouble, and not many people are willing to take the risk.

In this case, it would be better to just draw the dragon's blood, transfer it to the black market, wait for the fire dragon to die, then peel off its skin, break every bone, suck out the marrow, and grind every scale into powder...

The income won’t be low this way!

Newt's face was full of sadness, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or sympathy. He had seen too many such things.

Cyrus didn't have too many emotions. After all, life must be plundered as long as it is alive. If the fire dragon has a chance, it may not bite off the wizard's head.

He's not as emotional as Newt.

In order to live a better life, people torture similar animals, let alone animals?

Under Newt's gentle touch, the dragon whined, as if whimpering at its fate.

"He won't live much longer."

"That's not necessarily true, Mr. Scamander." Cyrus slowly walked to his side, or walked to the side of the fire dragon and squatted down.

Newt just looked at him, full of confusion.

Under his gaze, Cyrus reached out and pulled out the tube from the fire dragon's wound. The rough tube was pulled out of the fire dragon's body, and the blood poured out like a flood that burst a dam!

The fire dragon's numb body seemed to suddenly feel pain again. Its eyes seemed to be clearer, and it raised its head and rolled and hit in the narrow cage.

It's like a flashback.

"Heal quickly."

Cyrus picked up the wand. The wizard's spell could theoretically do anything that potions could do, but it was only in theory, otherwise there would be no need for potions to exist.

Many spells that only a truly powerful wizard can perform!

Especially now, Cyrus's healing spell was as effective as white fresh essence. The fire dragon's wound seemed to go back in time. The rotten flesh and blood began to surge, and the fresh flesh grew, and the wound was completely healed in the blink of an eye. !

Newt's eyes glowed, but then dimmed again.

"Even if the wound heals, it can't save this fire dragon's life."

The long-term bloodletting has depleted the fire dragon's vitality. Even if its body is cured, its lifespan has come to an end, and all it will get is a "healthy" corpse.

Not just fire dragons, there are almost hundreds of different types of magical animals here, and one-third of them are already at the end of their lives.

However, Cyrus raised his chin slightly.

"You are wrong, Mr. Scamander. How could it die without my permission?"

Under the surprised gazes of Newt and Tina, Cyrus used his wand to cut open his palm. The bright red blood was like flowing red crystal. The blood dripped on the fire dragon's lips and teeth, immediately exuding a strong breath of life. !

At this moment, Cyrus felt that his heart was beating violently, like a machine filled with oil in his chest!

After the fire dragon tasted the blood, its eyes seemed to become clearer. It staggered and stood up. Although it is still a little reluctant, it is obvious that the most dangerous time has been passed.

"How is this possible?" Tina's eyes widened. Even for a wizard, this is a dream. "How is it possible to resurrect a dead fire dragon?"

Newt also looked like he had seen a ghost. Could the blood in the body of the young wizard in front of him be the wine of eternal life? Or is he simply a person transformed into a phoenix?

But even the tears of the phoenix can only heal injuries and poisons. How can it be possible to resurrect a fire dragon that has lost so much vitality?

Cyrus didn't have much to explain.

Of course, he can't bring a dead thing back to life, but he can still bring a living being that is not dead back from the edge of death.

He held his palm, and the wound on his palm had begun to heal.

The fire dragon has not completely regained its vitality, but there is no need for Cyrus to do anything next. After being out of danger, as long as he cultivates slowly, the lost life will naturally be replenished.

The fire dragon looked at Cyrus and made an affectionate sound. Its long and narrow head poked out of the cage and rubbed Cyrus' trousers with dependence.

Newt was even more enthusiastic when he looked at Cyrus.

"how did you do that?"

He asked impatiently, staring closely at Cyrus's palm, as if he wanted to study out the 12 uses of Cyrus' blood.

Cyrus didn't have to care about the life or death of a fire dragon. He saved the dragon just to get closer to Newt. Cyrus didn't like the old man's own strength, but the animal friend he carried with him was Cyrus. Si's goal.

"You can save them!" Newt said excitedly, but soon he realized that it might not be that easy. If a fire dragon takes too much blood, it will kill him, let alone a human being?

"Are you okay?"

"A small amount of blood won't have much impact," Cyrus said softly.

In fact, it will have no impact at all.

The magic power of the Philosopher's Stone is endless, and it only takes a breath to recover this little blood, but Cyrus doesn't want Newt to ask him for blood when he's fine.

Then, they temporarily rescued the rest of the magical animals, and Cyrus took them all into his suitcase.

His suitcase was turned into an ornament by a spell that he kept on his wrist.

Newt didn't mind this too much, he just hoped that these animals could be free or not be harmed anymore.

He has rescued so many magical animals over the years, but very few have been left behind. Otherwise, even his suitcase would not be able to hold such a huge number.

In this regard, Cyrus also has the same plan. He does not plan to keep too many magical animals of the same type. He plans to study the blood magic of magical animals, but does not intend to use them to conduct cruel magic experiments. There is no need to keep them. Too many samples.

"Tina and I are going to take these people to the Ministry of Magic and hand them over to the Aurors. I think you can go to Dorset later and we can have a chat and do some cooking for these little guys. A more complete treatment!”

Newt was enthusiastic.

Cyrus's behavior dispelled Newt's initial bad impression of being wanted.

For someone like Newt, being a fan of magical beasts is already a plus.

What bad thoughts could such a person have?

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