The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

After listening to Voldemort's words, DeWitt fell silent, which made Voldemort think that DeWitt was tempted. He increased his efforts to persuade: "I used to believe that there are sincere feelings between people, and I believed in the love of parents.

I firmly believe in the support of my friends, but later I discovered that the only thing that is eternal is strength, and what needs eternity is life. Look at your friend - she can only talk nonsense after meeting me... Is she qualified to be by your side?"
DeWitt's lizard tongue stuck out and then retracted, and said with a hissing noise: "Maybe not enough."

Hermione's face turned pale, but when she saw DeWitt's eyes, she became quiet again. What about Dinah and Alice? They were watching from the side. The perspective of ghosts and fairies was different from that of living people, but they could all see it.

DeWitt has other plans.

"So you have to take the initiative to cut off these relationships - meaningless relationships," Voldemort said smugly. His incomplete soul made his brain difficult to use. Now he has forgotten his past experiences. He failed to convince DeWitt the first few times, but he just thought

This time it's okay: "I said, you have talents, you have talents, and you also have a purpose. Since we broke up on bad terms last time, I think I have a problem too - I am not generous enough, I should tolerate you..."
DeWitt felt a little disgusted after hearing this - who are you Voldemort? Now you are a shadow, do you want to tolerate me? Is it worthy? What's more, Voldemort's words must be insincere, just like the deception in the past.

"Ah, yes, yes." DeWitt could only say this first.

Voldemort was even happier. He smiled cruelly, laughing in his heart without any face, but the malice in his heart was like boiling golden soup. It was not only thick and bubbling, but also had a strong stench that was as strong as substance. He just wanted to

Watching DeWitt first loyal to him, and then playing with DeWitt wantonly, trampling this untouchable who dared to humiliate and despise him to the bottom of the mud pit, and keeping company with the rotting corpses in the swamp, but before that, he must fully control this little brat.

Utilization - It can be used to steal the Philosopher's Stone, and it can also be used to kill Harry Potter. If planned properly, it may also cause incurable damage to Dumbledore...

"Then kneel down, child," Voldemort shouted happily, and then his voice suddenly lowered, and he suddenly said in a strange voice like a snake spitting messages: "But before that, I think it is necessary to show some means to convince you.

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Voldemort was not seen making any movements, and he could only be heard neighing in a low voice. The dragon egg on the stone shook for no apparent reason. The hard eggshell crunched against the stone, and DeWitt's transformation into a beast also progressed.

Rapid growth, accompanied by severe pain - think about it, the bones are elongating and shrinking at the same time and bifurcating, the cells differentiate and then die, the scales drill out of the flesh, penetrate the fat layer, break through the epidermis, and the crooked ones are

Like sideways wisdom teeth, breaking good nails and old scales.

In such pain, DeWitt's consciousness became more and more clear, and he was fearless. The reason for this choice was that only by using the most effective and personal experience to experience the principles of the blood curse can he heal faster.

Master this powerful method that is not recorded in books.

What is the medium? DeWitt looked at the dragon egg and came up with the answer. What about the way? He thought, his body trembling a little. Of course it was blood, or a part of his own body, which connected with the attack Filch suffered on Christmas -

—The one who attacked Filch was a snake. A snake sneaked into the Hogwarts castle just to get its own... hair? As a result, it was hit by Filch while operating at night, so it was framed that he left his initials behind.

It's just a coincidence, no wonder it's so blunt.

"How... did you do that..." DeWitt's face bulged with terrifying veins, and he asked intermittently: "How could the blood curse be... unreasonable..."

Voldemort stopped chanting the curse, and DeWitt's pain immediately dissipated, but bursts of phantom pain remained. Voldemort said arrogantly: "This is power. It's ridiculous. Do you want power to reason with you? No more."

Look at your friend - what else can you do except stand there and tremble? She even trembles harder than you... It's sad, child, you have to reflect on the way you look for friends - a ghost, a weakness

What's the use of a girl? They can't provide any help except offering it to me as a sacrifice... I suggest you dedicate her life to me with your own hands, as a way to bid farewell to weakness and welcome the turning point of a new life. I will be like the last

Like a good teacher, how about letting you learn more knowledge through personal experience?"

It's strange. Of course DeWitt would not believe Voldemort's nonsense. He heard all of Voldemort's subtext - Voldemort not only wanted to torture his body, but also humiliated his dignity and principles as a human being. But other than that,

In addition, DeWitt also found it strange - when Voldemort escaped last time, he couldn't even speak coherent words, but now he can use such a powerful curse. There must be something fishy in this, but at the same time, he forgot one thing.

——Hermione is still behind you.

A lot of time had passed, and Hermione's initial fear was gone after looking at DeWitt. She just felt distressed when she saw DeWitt suffering, but she didn't know what to do - this was also

Is he part of DeWitt's plan? She doesn't know, but it seems that DeWitt is at a disadvantage, and Voldemort is a famous devil. If the disadvantage continues, what if DeWitt really has a problem...

So I had to wait for an opportunity, an opportunity where I was ignored and Voldemort thought he was in control of the situation.

But will her attempt really work? Hermione must consider this question. She thought with some despair. Not to mention Voldemort's bad reputation among adult wizards, the gap between adult wizards and new students is insurmountable. But

When she really heard Voldemort's words, Hermione still couldn't restrain her anger - evil was prevalent and she regarded her own life and death as nothing. This kind of behavior was tantamount to humiliation. Even if she didn't know many spells now, she wouldn't be able to do it now.

Something must be done, otherwise Hermione will look down on herself.

So Hermione recited the spell at this time - this was the first time she used offensive magic.

She tried her best and yelled out a spell that was almost screaming. Even Hermione herself didn't hear clearly what she was saying. She only wanted to defeat Voldemort. Of course, this was just a fantasy, but she was not an extravagant hope.

At the very least - can it stop Voldemort for a moment?

The red light was emitted from the tip of the grapevine wand, streaking through the air with the determination of the little girl. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Voldemort. What was the result? Hermione held her breath, at this moment.

So only imagination is beautiful, and miracles have not favored this place. Voldemort didn't even look at Hermione's curse, and he didn't even bother to hide, letting the curse pass through his body and disappear into the black jungle behind him.

The result was so frustrating that Voldemort didn't even look at Hermione. He said to DeWitt: "It seems that your friend is not determined to give up. She actually thinks she is qualified to cast a spell on me..."

In fact, this curse was not completely useless. As a provocation, it successfully angered Voldemort, allowing him to activate the curse again, and continued: "So I decided to cancel the time for you to think and bear the consequences of your friend's recklessness.

Maybe this will make you think about your relationship? You don’t have to thank me... It’s fair that the friend’s fault should be borne by the friend. When you think about it, you can always return the pain you are suffering now——

Return it to the real culprit, a mudblood girl, who made you suffer."

Continuing the attack would only cause DeWitt to suffer more pain. Hermione could only put down her wand. She glared at Voldemort, but there was nothing else she could do.

However, the time has come, DeWitt believes, it is time to end this farce.