The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

"Ah, why did you hit Mr. Krum so hard just now?"

The two waved their wands, and the walls of the labyrinth designed by Dumbledore split on both sides, revealing a path leading directly to the trophy.

Dumbledore had already set the back door in magic, and the walls of the labyrinth could become unobstructed in front of the two of them.

"Who told him to think about my daughter-in-law? Although it's not wrong to fall in love with a person, but it doesn't prevent me from wanting to blow his head with a baseball bat, but I still chose to pass out more elegantly."

Zhang Qi said lightly, the golden light in his eyes became more obvious.

Originally, there would be various magical creatures in the labyrinth as obstacles, such as sphinxes and eight-eyed spiders, as well as the bomb-tailed snails bred by Hagrid.

However, due to the bloodline pressure of pure-blooded dragons, those creatures are now obediently huddled in the corner of the labyrinth, motionless, daring to make any sound.

"Ah, the game has come to an end, but I'm not sure I'll be able to make it back."

Zhang Qi looked at the blue trophy and muttered to himself, touching the pistol on his waist.

"By the way, it may be within two or three days that my dormitory cannot be opened normally due to my accident. Some of my research records have already been placed in your schoolbag. You must protect those things."

Zhang Qi took out a tightly wrapped small metal box and waved at Shen Jian.

"Why do I always feel like you're saying your last words"?

Shen Jian glared at Zhang Qi suspiciously.

"To a certain extent, this is indeed a last word, but please don't be afraid, I will still appear alive in front of you in two days."

"Let's go first, you can't participate in the rest."

Zhang Qi shook his head and issued an expulsion order.

"When you go to Shenzhou next time, I will invite you and your siblings to eat roast duck."

Shen Jian frowned.

"And my sister-in-law, plus Miss Peiping."

Zhang Qi said goodbye with a smile.

"By the way, you can go to the door later and beat Ishihara to death. I need about an hour to prepare here, and you can go out and report the news in an hour and a half."

Shen Jian nodded, glanced at Zhang Qi at last, and then hurried towards the entrance.

"Ah, the world allows the will to match the new container".

Zhang Qi muttered to himself, then opened the small lead-lined box and swallowed the small pills inside.

"Don't you want my blood? A little surprise for you."

Zhang Qi picked up the water bottle and took two sips, sending all the pills down.

"Now start counting an hour."

Zhang Qi took out a stopwatch and started timing.

"Well, it's almost time, those things should have been absorbed".

An hour later, Zhang Qi finally sorted out his weapons without hesitation, and then touched the trophy.

"Poisoning for thousands of miles, courtesy is light and affectionate."

Zhang Qi, who touched the trophy, twisted and disappeared into the air.

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"call"!

The air at the other end of the door key was obviously colder and more humid than Hogwarts. With a whirlwind, Zhang Qi's feet once again stepped on the soft ground.

"Avada Kedavra"!

But just before he could stand firm, a green light suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Qi's eyes!

"Snapped"!

When Zhang Qi landed, he was leaning against a tombstone, and there was very little room for dodging.

However, he still turned his head very sensitively, and the green light rubbed his ears and hit the tombstone behind him.

"Brush"!

Zhang Qi subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist, but in the next second, red thorns burst out of the ground, tightly binding his legs!

"laugh"!

Before he could react, two more thorns emerged from the back of the cemetery angel statue, tightly binding his hands and hanging him up!

"Your servant is a little weaker, Mr. Dark Lord. The green death-suppressing curse has hit the boy, but he doesn't seem to react."

The person in charge of the Magic Congress Prophecy Hall with a bloodless face slowly walked out from behind the angel statue and said lightly to the very short and wretched figure in the distance.

"His Majesty the Dark Lord! Please forgive me"!

Peter, who had just taken off his hat, let out a terrified scream.

"You've done well, Peter, the kid has a nosebleed."

Pei Lan walked up to Zhang Qi, who was still struggling, with a blank face, and lightly wiped his nostrils with his hands, and his fingers were suddenly stained with some bright red color.

"Well, no wonder it's the blood of a giant dragon. His blood can actually corrode my skin."

Perrin's fingers were rotten to the naked eye, revealing the bones inside.

"Introduce myself, Mr. Zhang Qi, I am the head of Edenia's Prophecy Hall, Imo Perrin. Of course, my identity is more than that."

After cutting off his own fingers, a sick smile appeared on Perrin's face.

"You are the top of the Necronomicon."

Zhang Qi struggled hard, but the blood-colored vines seemed to have the ability to deprive him of his strength. Zhang Qi felt that his dragon blood seemed to be disappearing quickly.

"Correct a little, I'm not a high-ranking member of the Necronomicon Church."

Perrin smiled morbidly, not knowing when, his limbs had already turned into fleshy tentacles!

"I am the spokesperson for the will of the abyss."

"Enough, Perrin, now fulfill your promise, hurry up and revive me"!

A voice suddenly sounded in Peter's arms.

"You're still too impatient, Dark Lord, but I'll keep my promise."

Perrin shook his head regretfully, and then lightly pointed to a cauldron not far away.

"Go on, Dark Lord."

"What are you still doing? Go!"

The thing in the swaddling clothes said viciously to Peter.

"Yes! Lord Dark Lord"!

Peter said frightenedly.

"Father's bones, donated inadvertently, can revive relatives."

Peter muttered something softly, and then opened the swaddling clothes very respectfully.

Inside the swaddle was a disgusting baby-like thing that had no flesh and looked dying.

Peter gently put the thing into the pot, and then put a human thigh bone with a little dirt in it.

"Servant, the flesh of the servant, offered voluntarily, can regenerate the master"!

Peter picked up a short sword tremblingly, and gently spun his left hand on the pot.

Gritting his teeth, before waiting for Voldemort's urging, Peter slashed the dagger towards his arm!

"thump"!

The severed hand immediately fell into the pot, and Peter let out a shrill scream.

"You did well, Peter, now, go get his blood"!

Voldemort's somewhat unexpected words brought a hint of approval, and then continued to urge.

"Yes! Master"!

Peter used his wand to simply stop the bleeding, and then limped towards Zhang Qi.

"Put a little more! Just don't let him die! There is infinite power in his blood!"

Voldemort said fiercely.

"what"!

The sharp dagger slashed Zhang Qi's wrist, and blood immediately flowed out!

Zhang Qi struggled angrily for a few times, but gave up and continued to struggle after confirming that it was still useless.

"Master, are these enough?"

Peter took a goblet found in the house, full of blood.

"Okay".

Voldemort said approvingly.

"The blood of the enemy, forced out, may regenerate your enemy"!

Peter poured a large cup of blood into the steaming cauldron!

"Chichi"!

Blue smoke rose from the pot in an instant, and the thick smoke almost covered the small half of the cemetery!

"Ah, the feeling of rebirth".

After a while, a trembling voice came from the smoke.

"Peter, dress me".

The voice said coldly.

"Yes, Lord Dark Lord"!

Peter frantically picked up the clean robe that had been prepared, and put it on the naked figure with great respect.

"Congratulations, Mr. Dark Lord, you have been given a new life and it is time to fulfill your promise".

Perrin bowed his body very gracefully and said to Voldemort.

"Thank you very much for the help of the Necronomicon Church, but I still have some things to do before you completely devour Mr. Zirol."

Voldemort pulled Peter's right arm violently, and used his wand to slam the snake-shaped sign!

"what"!

With a scream from Peter, the dark clouds in the sky gathered together, forming a huge skull!

After a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~, a stream of black smoke flew over from the far horizon, and then smashed heavily into the cemetery, transforming into a wizard wearing a mask.

"Ah, my servants, you answered my call, but I am still disappointed."

The newly resurrected Voldemort looks exactly like the movie. He has no nose, only two small slits similar to two-hole sockets for breathing, and he has no hair, only a cyan-colored scalp with vascular lines.

"In the days when I disappeared, you mostly betrayed me, exposing each other to exonerate each other, right Lucius"?

Voldemort walked up to a masked blond wizard and grabbed his mask.

"My lord! All these years, I have been looking for you all the time"!

Lucius said in a panic.

"Shut your mouth Lucius, I know you're just a coward, I should have killed you now, but now that you're back."

Voldemort let out a cold snort, almost making Lucius almost faint.

"Since you have come back, it means that you still recognize me as the master, so your previous unreasonableness will be written off naturally."

Voldemort said lightly to his servants, who were all relieved.

"Ah, actually I already got Harry Potter blood, but I think the dragon blood in your body is the most powerful compared to the ridiculous love spell in his blood."

Voldemort turned his head to look at Zhang Qi, who had been fixed on the angel statue, and showed a kind of smile.

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