when harry potter met league of legends

Without any hesitation, a green halo popped out of Voldemort's body - although wandless casting is the most advanced form of magic, it is not that difficult for a top wizard like Voldemort.

However, the magic that should normally push away everything nearby was firmly stuck. An open book was held in front, and the pages moved automatically without any wind. The originally written words began to twist crazily and changed.

It turned into ink balls one by one, and then strange symbols were derived from the ink balls, which kept flying out of the book, firmly blocking the magic that tried to repel the sneak attacker.

A pure black soul flew out of the book, and then rushed directly towards Voldemort, who had temporarily lost control of his body due to the sneak attack - even though his body was injured, even if his resurrected body was injured due to ritual reasons

Although his body has various hidden dangers, Voldemort is still a wizard at the top, and his body is not very attractive to dark wizards.

Of course, this kind of attraction is not about the male monster's obsessive pursuit of a certain monk from the Tang Dynasty, nor is it the crazy pursuit of the female monster, but the real desire to make this body his own.

The Voldemort in the diary and the Voldemort in the future use the same soul, but he was resurrected as a boy. Of course, there is a reason why Voldemort's memory of the diary is a boy, but the bigger reason is that the young Ginny

Even as a sacrifice, it was not enough for Voldemort to gain all his strength. It was only enough to maintain his strength at a top level among graduates when he was resurrected to a young age.

But now that they can regain their full strength, the savings of the Crouch family, which will be spent on just that pot of soup, are almost gone - even Barty Jr. had to give up buying potions and go to Professor Snape's office to risk being exposed.

The dangers of stealing medicine go.

Not to mention, later on, Harry's blood was added - although this is a very stupid act, but as a raw material it is obviously precious (of course, considering that Harry's nose was broken by Malfoy)

Judging from the blood on his face, the degree of this preciousness needs to be investigated).

Such a body cannot be a better physical container for the soul in the Horcrux - anyway, the dark wizard is not taboo, and can be used to modify it after occupying it.

As for the fact that the opponent is the Dark Lord, it is not within the scope of his consideration. Only a master who can play with souls superbly and a dark wizard of Voldemort's level will have more challenges to resurrect.

The soul fragment was inserted, like a thin piece of ice dissolved in water, leaving no trace. However, Voldemort's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the body that had been struggling to break free suddenly became limp, and his whole body fell directly on the ground.

above the ground.

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After a while, a dark and incomplete soul broke away directly and plunged into the imprisoned Crabbe's body - Crabbe's face suddenly showed a bit of resentment, and two dots of red directly appeared.

appeared in his eyes.

The wand was waved with a loud sound, and then Voldemort's original body began to expand crazily. However, at this moment, 'Crabbe', except for leaving two malicious eyes, disappeared directly from the spot.

The store owner's eyes showed a bit of struggle, and then he fell to the ground under a ray of purple light.

"Only that coward needs that useless alliance formed in the name of family ties to maintain his power - how could I need those guys who may rebel at any time?"

A strange tone sounded - as if the speaker had not spoken for decades and had forgotten how to speak.

A violet light erupted from the wand, and then the speaking 'Voldemort' spun around his body, and the deformation of his body stopped almost instantly.

"Good talent, huge magic power - I even feel the power of Slytherin blood," he looked at his hands, completely ignoring the scars on his body, and his eyes became extremely fanatical: "What a good experiment. Ah, what a good body, well - if I read it correctly from his memory, there are still so many adventures waiting for me?"

"Those pure-blooded guys who were so proud back then have fallen into such a state of decline? It's a good thing - I always wanted to study their so-called noble bloodline, but they were too stubborn to look at it." He used his feet clumsily. He walked a few steps, like a newborn baby learning to walk. As he walked, he murmured to himself: "This body is more useful than I thought. Maybe I don't need to restore my identity for the time being. It seems like you can do a lot of things using this identity."

"Of course, I will probably kill the escaped prey in the future. He learned a lot about the soul confrontation just now. This is not a good thing for my future research."

Calculating in his mind, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his originally pale face became even more ugly: "Damn it, this guy's body is weaker than his poor soul! I have to find a place to kill this damn body first. Stabilize your body!"

Without any hesitation, the Apparition was launched - as for the dead boss on the ground, his body was not even covered up.

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After a while, in the quiet forest, the boss, who had been lying for a long time, got up wearing his signature pink bubble pajamas, patted his chest repeatedly, and took out several magic items from his arms with heartache. Come.

"Ahem, damn, I was scared to death - Hoho, I thought I was dead this time!"

"That little bastard is really capable of causing trouble! This time the store was also destroyed. I guess Britain can't stay any longer. I have to leave next - whether it's the mysterious person or this guy right now, they're all too weird How dangerous!”

"What was I thinking at the time, that I actually spent so much money to get that book of Disaster?" The boss cursed and didn't even let himself go - he had received it from a guy who was very curious about ancient magic. I didn't expect things to turn out like this at all.

"We can't stay in the UK anymore. France, Germany, etc. are all on the line. It's better to go to the United States. Although I heard there are a lot of vampires, vampires have to eat and live anyway! Don't they need something from the wizarding world if they are being chased by the Ministry of Magic? ?" The boss remembered the source of some of the specialties he got when he first collected Allen's things - Allen wanted the intelligence fee, and he ignored Galen.

"Send a letter to that little bastard and tell him that I'm fine, but I'll disappear in the future! He won't have to pay for the things in the store," the boss calculated. Anyway, the things in the store are valuable and have long since woken up from the spell. He put the quilt away and hid it, "Give him the unbroken one, and then tell that little bastard to be careful next time!"

The boss was extremely flexible and packed up everything, preparing to find a safe place to write a letter - his steps towards the distance were firm, with a smile on his face that would later be called a vampire by vampires... (To be continued)