Hogwarts: Where the Pokémon Are

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Xia Lin opened his eyes and fell straight back.

The Death Curse seemed to have no impact at all. It only took away his "life" but did not knock his body away.

"Hey hey hey-"

Seeing this scene, Voldemort smiled healthily.

"I told you, you will die here!" He said arrogantly and proudly, not caring that the person he was talking to was a dead person. "It's such a pity. A talented person like you could have followed in my footsteps, but But you are willing to die for Dumbledore."

He walked slowly, his black feet stepping on the soft black soil, walked up to Xia Lin, bent down to admire his masterpiece, and immediately became extremely satisfied. Having sacrificed such a powerful wizard as soon as he was resurrected, the big melon that he had been away from for a long time was finally not covered in dust.

The only regret is that no other person has witnessed his terrifying power!

Ah—it’s not really true.

He turned his head and saw a rotten hand covered with pustules sticking out from the soil. The painful and embarrassed Karkaroff now looked like a disgusting toad, and he was not as majestic as he had seen at the beginning.

"I'm really sorry, my loyal Karkaroff. It seems that I misunderstood you." He left Xia Lin's "body" and slowly walked towards Karkaroff. Although he was apologizing, there was no audible sound in his words. Sorry, it seems a bit lighthearted.

"Master - Master - save - save me -" Karkaroff shouted hoarsely, his face full of tears, but when the tears flowed over the abscesses on his face, it made him extremely painful. He knelt down and begged, reaching out his hand to his master, but Voldemort cleverly avoided it.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands, Karkaroff!" he snapped.

"It's not me—it's not my master—"

"Ah, now of course I know that you didn't tamper with the potion, but because you didn't notice it, you almost delayed my resurrection. This little curse is my punishment for you." He put his left hand Putting his fingers on the tip of the wand, he said angrily.

"You will be grateful for my mercy, because I did not kill you, and those who betrayed me..." He sneered.

Looking at the cemetery that was now beyond recognition, Voldemort planned to use the Mark of the Dark to summon his subordinates.

However, Karkaroff stood up with a look of horror on his face and stared at Voldemort in panic as if he had seen a ghost. He opened his mouth wide, but because the curse had begun to invade his throat, his tongue was ulcerated, and he could not say a word at all.

"You are so rude Karkaroff!" Voldemort frowned. How could he allow his servant to look at him like this?

This is contempt and contempt!

Even if they are afraid, they can only lower their heads and let themselves be slaughtered!

But after Karkaroff heard these words, not only did he not look away, he even took it one step further and stretched out his only remaining arm to point at himself - no, not himself. Voldemort suddenly realized that he was referring to his back.

But what was it that frightened him so much?

Could it be Dumbledore?

Voldemort's heart skipped a beat and he quickly turned his head, but what he saw was not the Dumbledore who frightened and feared him day and night - perhaps because of this, his expression might be even more exciting than when he saw Dumbledore.

On the soil where the dust had not completely settled, a tall man was gently flicking away the dust on his clothes with the back of his hand.

"Charlene Gold?"

Voldemort's expression was even a little dull, and he tentatively called out the name.

"It's me, what's wrong, Mr. Voldemort?" Xia Lin looked at him with a smile.

"you are still alive?"

"Otherwise?" Xia Lin opened her arms so that Voldemort could look more carefully. "I think you can trust your own eyes."

"You were hit by my death curse, but you're still alive?"

"I have to say, that magic spell is really powerful and very good!" Xia Lin was full of praise, but looking at his actions, you knew that this was definitely not his intention. In Voldemort's eyes, Charlene Gold at this moment was nothing more than saying:

Not a bad spell, it stained all my clothes.

"This is impossible." Voldemort's snake-like pupils stared at Xia Lin, trying to see through the other party's secret.

He knew that Xia Lin had a protective spell that could block the life-killing spell, but it didn't seem to be triggered just now. He was almost certain that the curse hit the opponent accurately, but seeing Xia Lin standing intact at this time, Voldemort was a little unconfident.

Maybe I just saw it wrong?

In the situation just now, the huge curse of the two people caused a huge impact. Even if they were mistaken, it was normal. Maybe the curse did not hit from the beginning but was blocked!

As for the other party's claim that he survived after being hit by a life-killing curse, Voldemort was absolutely unwilling to believe it.

This is not a death curse cast by a few Hogwarts students with weak magic power and no determination. This is a death curse cast by him, the Dark Lord Voldemort!

You have to know that the last time he made a mistake was the last time, well, it was ten years ago.

But the situation now is different from that time. Harry Potter is his old enemy in Voldemort's prophecy. It doesn't seem so outrageous that his curse didn't work, but who does Charlene Gold in front of him count? onion?

"It seems that I was wrong. You are indeed very talented and can invent a magic spell that can block the death curse. But -" Voldemort was still admiring falsely one second, but he was already saying it the next second. One shot, still a life-killing curse!

Ever since he came out of the Albanian jungle and arrived at Hogwarts, he had not even killed anyone with the Killing Curse, be it Chilo or Chilo, and this had almost become his inner demon.

Therefore, Voldemort, who did not believe in evil, once again cast this spell on Xia Lin. He must see this person die under his own spell!

"Avada Kendawa!"

boom--

Powerful magical power hit Charlene Gold's chest!

The green magic bloomed like a blooming flower of death.

This time Voldemort saw clearly that the Death Curse had indeed hit!

No spell to stop!

There are no huge obstacles standing in the way!

This time, Charlene Gold is dead!

A smile broke out on his face, as happy as a child.

"I said, you will-"

"What do I know?" Xia Lin asked, tilting her head.

This time he didn't even perform "pretending to be dead", but walked forward directly against Voldemort's death curse, which scared Voldemort to the point of stopping the curse.

What makes him ignore the Death Curse is naturally his characteristic - painted skin!