The card draw starts in Azkaban

When Umbridge heard Duwei's words, her expression suddenly changed.

"you are lying!"

She didn't get this information from the centaurs, and the centaurs didn't hold the Daily Prophet in their hands all day long.

They have their own way of observing the world.

That is to lie on the ground and watch the stars in the sky.

Now when she suddenly heard the news, her first reaction was that this hateful, despicable human being in front of her was trying to scare her.

But soon, Du Wei took out a newspaper from his body.

He also flattened the newspaper thoughtfully.

"You can see what it says, Ms. Umbridge.

This is Ms. Rita Skeeter's special issue, and she wrote these things, you know what I mean, Ms. Umbridge.

Rita was always the first to find news talent, and the reports she wrote were, at times, a little shocking."

Du Wei looked at her sympathetically.

"But most of the time, what she said is true."

Umbridge snatched the newspaper from Duwei's hand, and Duwei thoughtfully gave her a [fluorescent flash] so that she could clearly see what was written on it in the dark night.

When Umbridge read the words clearly, she felt as if someone had kicked her hard in the chest.

Unable to breathe, suffocated to despair.

"How is this going?"

She screamed and screamed. Umbridge couldn't understand that after she was left in the Forbidden Forest for a period of time by those damn beasts, she returned and things turned out like this!

Terrible!

Great changes.

This day has changed to an extent that she simply cannot accept.

She felt her heart went cold.

Duwei had already grabbed Hermione and planned to go back.

"Let's go back, Miss Granger. I guess it's almost time for you to rest."

Hermione did not refuse, and the two of them walked towards the castle in the distance.

Umbridge has no time to continue touching Hermione.

She hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed to the hunting lodge. He urgently needed to go to the hunting lodge to ask Bob if this was really the case.

Du Wei heard the noise coming from behind and smiled.

"Terrifying, isn't it, Hermione?"

Hermione glanced back, said nothing, and shrank her neck.

He sent Hermione to Hogwarts Castle, then came to the bedroom and released several dark wizards.

Returning to his original appearance, Du Wei tapped Erlang's legs and sat on the chair.

"Uh-huh, everyone, now is the time to study."

He said to several dark wizards, handed the things in his hands to them, and motioned them to read these words carefully.

"So, is it difficult to learn this spell?"

Du Wei asked kindly, and the dark wizards shook their heads.

"There is no problem."

They shook their heads repeatedly, indicating that there was nothing wrong with them!

They can definitely learn this.

"Then, study hard. I look forward to your learning results."

After sending them down, Du Wei pulled out several more goblin forging masters.

These blacksmith masters were trembling.

Du Wei still respects technicians very much.

"Please take a seat!"

He waved his magic wand and a ribbon fell from the beam. How should I put it, there seemed to be something wrong with the ribbon.

They form a ring.

Sit on this...

Butt hurts.

Several goblin masters decided not to sit down.

Du Wei did not force them.

He still asked in a gentle voice: "So, do you have any problems here? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Several goblin masters did not dare to speak.

"If you don't speak, there is a problem. So, where is the problem?"

Du Wei was not angry, he continued to ask.

Several goblin blacksmith masters were about to cry.

"It's too difficult. Your request is too difficult for us, Mr. Jones."

A goblin master took courage and said.

He looked at Dowey Jones with trepidation, fearing that Dowey Jones would blame them.

Killer with pain.

It's not like he hasn't done this in the past few days. What's strange is that he frowns every time.

It seems that after torturing them, they are still very disappointed.

"Well, let's talk about the technical difficulties."

Seeing that Du Wei was surprisingly easy to talk about such matters, these goblin masters finally dared to tell the truth.

“We can still meet the appearance requirements.

But when it comes to the soul, there's really nothing we can do.

Mr. Jones, we are just some forging goblins, we are really not soul masters."

These forging masters complained.

They cannot create souls out of thin air.

Du Wei pondered for a moment, then tapped the wand lightly, and a thread of silk was spit out, bringing out the body that killed Old Barty Crouch.

It's a lying corpse of Voldemort.

He looks exactly like Voldemort, with a pale face, slender fingers, scarlet eyes, and no nose.

He looked like a resurrected Voldemort.

However, what is fake is fake. Such a Voldemort still has no fighting power.

Because he himself is a puppet.

No soul.

It is an alchemical body.

Even the last action was some rough control, a trick that could be seen through at a glance once you get close.

The entire appearance of Voldemort was also made by these forging masters.

Du Wei stroked "Voldemort's" face and took a deep breath.

"What a beautiful creation."

When several goblin masters heard this, they looked at each other and did not dare to speak.

All creatures created by alchemy are ugly. This is because the basic materials of alchemy include a large amount of sulfur, gold, silver, mercury and the like. No matter who it is, whether it is Voldemort or Voldemort's ancestor Slater

Regardless of Lin, after they were tainted with alchemy, they became extremely inhuman.

Yes, inhuman.

Even the master of alchemy, Nick Flamel, who is unique in alchemy, was able to refine the ultimate secret of alchemy, the Philosopher's Stone, and thereby achieve immortality - of course, he was destroyed.

After that, Nick Flamel did not continue refining, and he also approached the inhuman state.

His immortality also has great flaws.

No one knows what happened to his soul, but his body, under the torment of time, was constantly dehydrated and his bones were indescribably fragile.

If you move it even a little bit, it will break!

A person can live forever, but his pain will always exist, so Nick Flamel was not disappointed after the Philosopher's Stone was damaged.

Instead, he felt relieved.

He entered the death that had been waiting for him for a long time, after traveling with his wife.

Isn't this a kind of happiness?

Painless, wishful death.

When these goblin forging masters saw "Voldemort", they were so frightened that they almost cried. When they learned that this madman planned to create a "Voldemort", they were completely stunned.

They never had such a crazy plan.

Isn't this just creating a life?

This has surpassed magic and is close to the authority of gods!

I tried my best, but it was still impossible.

"No, magic is indeed between gods. Whether it is the pen of admission to Hogwarts, the book of acceptance, or the sorting hat, they are all life.

Voldemort, the Voldemort I created is just another life that is more like a human being.

Magic is God!"

Du Wei looked at the body and said.

He thought about the [Soul Splitting Technique] he had obtained. If he cut off his own soul, could he pretend to be Voldemort?

Take possession of this body?

But in this case, he is still no match for Voldemort.

Voldemort in the mercury marionette state had already forced him to use self-mutilation to deal with Voldemort.

Although Voldemort suffered a big loss, Du Wei knew that he suffered an even greater loss.

He didn't care about pain or death, but he was still no match for Voldemort.

There is no such thing as unwillingness. Du Wei will only feel that he is one step closer to his goal.

What if Voldemort returns to his peak form?

Du Wei will die.

But he hasn't completed his plan yet.

Therefore, Du Wei needs some tips.

He observed this [Resurrection Coffin] and suddenly said: "If I want you to use blacksmithing skills to forge this body properly, I want you to make it into the most powerful magic tool.

Do you understand what I mean?

What I mean is that he is not a human being, he is just a prop. You have created a magic prop, like a sword or armor.

Can you do this?

Starting from the blood, from the eyes, from the fingers, from every inch of skin on the body.

I want you to make it a terrifying killing weapon.

Your ancestors once forged Gryffindor's sword, so you should also be able to forge the weapons I need.

He has magic resistance and can withstand a large number of death curses and transformation curses, and he can also cast magic. Oh, but he can't cast magic? That's fine. The same goes for giving him some magic tools to transform him and make him a killing machine.

"

Du Wei looked at these goblin masters and explained his thoughts and ideas.

The faces of these goblin masters were all numb, and they admitted that Du Wei was really a pervert.

These people are already quite perverted at a certain point.

But their perverted thoughts were too trivial compared to the Dowey Jones in front of them.

Even Slytherin, one of the four giants who changed his own bloodline, is not as crazy as Duwei. He must have undergone certain human body modifications. On his own body - pure magic will not call him Slater.

Lin became what was recorded.

In the later period, his appearance was different from Voldemort's, but it was not too big. He must have transformed himself, but he would not have thought of turning his whole person into a killing machine.

Du Wei is different.

"I don't care about the body, and I don't care about the soul."

He smiled and said: "If blasphemy will be punished, then let them punish me, but before punishing me, I still have to complete what I should do.

If the gods only care about whether their authority will be challenged, then I guarantee that after I meet the gods, I will do some interesting activities with them!

I'd piss on them and stick my middle finger up their ass!"

Du Wei smiled, and those blasphemous words came out of his mouth!

"Because that means that the gods are not just a group of stupid powerful wizards who only care about their own authority!"