Chapter 49

Not surprisingly, the "Mutual Aid Association" is on fire!

Klein Greendevo's name is like a gold lettered signboard, which attracts almost all freshmen.

Even those young wizards in their twenties and thirties are eager to join the club.

After all

That's Greenwald, the youngest Merlin medal winner in history!

Who doesn't want to make friends with such a person?

Hogwarts, principal's office.

"If you let outsiders know your decision, they will think you are old and confused."

Sit on the sofa and whisper, Severus Snape was as gloomy as ever.

But unlike before, his black robe was very clean, and even his greasy long hair was smooth.

At first glance.

It seems that

A little handsome?

"Ha ha."

Dumbledore just smiled and didn't talk.

When does he need to explain to others.

My old man is old and willful. What's the matter?

"I think he's too busy. I'm afraid of him... I'm afraid he's distracted from magic medicine."

It was painful, but when the words came to my mouth, they turned into Gao Leng.

Snape grimaced, remembered Klein's recent performance, and sighed without leaving a trace.

"I mean, he's had enough potions and spells. Why bother to work in a" mutual aid society "

This is the last thing he can understand.

For a genius like Klein, the right way is to pursue excellence and create transcendence.

What qualifications do some mediocre wizards have for additional guidance?

If these mediocrities delay Klein's climb to the top, it will be the loss of the whole magic world!

"It's all right. I'm sure the child will handle it."

Dumbledore looked at Snape with a smile on his face.

The old man's heart is like a mirror. In this heart, the students of the other three colleges together can't compare with Slytherin.

And the whole Slytherin is not Klein alone!

Eccentric to such an extent, it is the only one.

"I have reservations about this."

Seeing that he could not shake Dumbledore's idea, Snape snorted coldly, so he had to put down the topic for a moment, pause for a few seconds and turn to business.

"You left behind the eyeliner said recently found" that "some traces.

Dumbledore knew who that was.

Hearing Voldemort's news, the old man could not help but straighten his face and asked.

"Where is it?"

"Bargelia, it is said that the dark mark was found there."

Speaking of the "black mark", Snape pressed his arm unnaturally.

The mark of the Dark Lord is permanent. Once it is printed, it can't be rid of for a lifetime.

This is his shame and the last thing he wants to be seen..

"Then you..."

After hearing this, Dumbledore looked at Snape.

"No, I wasn't called up."

Snape said positively.

"Strange."

Dumbledore was puzzled because he didn't know about the ring.

Since Voldemort has given up the Sorcerer's stone, it must mean that he has found something better, and launching the black mark shows that he has become stronger.

Then why

Snape won't feel it?

Voldemort doesn't just set off fireworks because of boredom.

......

Bargelia, the edge of the black forest.

"Boo, boo, boo!"

Sparks flashed on his sticks like fingers, and Voldemort's big round eyes were both pleased and dissatisfied.

He was finally able to start his own magic.

however......

The power is far from what he expected.

"Patience, I need patience."

Taking a deep breath, Voldemort shook his fist like nonsense.

Chilo gave all his dedication in exchange for this ugly body.

But this is not the rebirth he wants!

Moreover, he found that his new body, like Chilo, was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He has shrunk from half human height at the time of rebirth to normal calf height!

The protection of the ring is as obvious as the side effects.

Voldemort estimated that this body was only enough for him to return to England.

After that, he will have to reconsider his resurrection plan.

"Wow."

Thinking about how to get the real body in the future, suddenly, the thorns behind Voldemort swayed.

He turned his head alertly, but saw a tall, bloodless man in black slowly coming out, even unaware that the poisonous thorns pierced his skin.

"Vampire!"

Voldemort was startled and troubled.

If he was at his peak, he could kill dozens of such vampires with a magic spell.

But now he is no longer at his peak, just a broken soul living in a false body.

He didn't even have a wand.

"That's my baby, it's mine..."

The vampire who appeared looked down at Voldemort, showed his fangs and whispered.

No, to be exact, he's not watching Voldemort.

But looking at the glittering ring on Voldemort's thin fingers.

This is because of Klein's evil taste: any unclean existence will raise uncontrollable greed when seeing this ring.

Unclean. Vampires who live on blood are certainly unclean.

So he was summoned by the ring and stretched out his claws on the glittering ring.

"Go away!"

It's all like this. How can Voldemort not see that the scum has a crush on his baby.

The scream was accompanied by a roar, and Voldemort's anger was even stronger than his destroyed body.

No one can take his power.

This is his baby.

He's alone!

Can you launch the instant death spell without a spell?

The answer is yes!

The dazzling green light hit the vampire directly and drove his tall body back five or six meters away!

At that moment, Voldemort seemed to become the Dark Lord.

Unfortunately, hallucinations are ultimately hallucinations.

The "Avada's death" that killed everything failed to kill the vampire.

"Roar!"

There was a low roar that was obviously different from human beings. The nameless vampire stood up quickly and suddenly gave birth to a pair of black bat wings on his back.

Voldemort's eyes were red, and even when he was in the most depression, he couldn't allow inferior creatures to be so presumptuous in front of him.

Spell, beat, bite!

Voldemort is even more like a beast than a vampire at this moment.

Perhaps his determination was appreciated by the ring. With his roar, the flame inscription on the ring suddenly flickered, giving him more magic.

And this is the opportunity to turn defeat into victory!

"Ah!"

The long lost victory seemed to sublimate Voldemort's soul.

But he didn't know, just as he stood on the vampire's body and roared up to the sky.

Suddenly opened several pairs of greedy eyes in the dark.

Baltia, dark forest.

It has always been a gathering place for black wizards and all kinds of dark creatures.

Voldemort with the ring is like a firefly in the night, emitting an extremely attractive light