v5 Chapter 139： tom trapped by voldemort

In the end, Durmstrang was not completely wiped out.

In fact, if they want to get the golden egg, they only need to sacrifice a warrior and lead the fire dragon away.

But who to sacrifice?

Except for Krum, the other Durmstrang students paid high prices to grab places from William.

Really grab it, whoever has the highest price gets it!

Everyone in the family is rich, and everyone is willing to pay for each other's sacrifice, but not willing to sacrifice themselves.

The result is that the price was not negotiated, resulting in the annihilation of the whole army.

After the five rounds of competition, the ranking of the first project also came out.

Hermione was undisputedly number one with four golden eggs, plus a stellar performance.

Qiu got three golden eggs, followed by points.

Then, there is the two-egg stall, there are three people in total: Cedric, Fleur, and George.

Krum had only one golden egg and became a pass-line goalie.

Except for these six, the other warriors did not get the golden egg. The scores given by each referee are also lower than fifty.

Ron and Captain Chimpanzee finished last, leading the race in reverse with an absolute advantage of zero points.

The entire competition was fair, and there was no phenomenon that a certain group of fire dragons was too strong and a certain group was too weak.

The performance of the warriors is also seen by everyone.

But this score was completely beyond the students' expectations.

Without it... the gap is too big, the difference between the first and last place is more than 270 points, like a gap.

This is the difference between Harvard Business School and squatting at home.

The strong are very strong, and the weak are too weak to show the momentum of hegemony.

Of course, there are more warriors, and the gold content is also greatly increased. Unlike before, how to play is also the top three results.

Of the three schools, Hogwarts had the best grades. There are five warriors in the first six miles, all students of Hogwarts.

And these six people... four are shareholders of Akali Mystery Store, one is the person in charge of the delivery service of Ta-Q-Bin, and the other is the general agent of the French distributor.

This advertising effect is playing... After the game, many students asked, can our cram school expand its scale?

Don't let the 5th grade O.w.l.s sprint class, our students in other grades also need to improve!

The more radical students asked the Akali Mystery Shop when an Akali School of Magic would be established.

After all, the monopoly of educational resources has resulted in that school professors are becoming more and more perfunctory, and the teaching level is getting worse and worse.

If there are so many schools in the British Isles with elite teaching, would Hogwarts dare to find some unremarkable teachers to perfunctory?

Snape's face was lost again.

Seven students at Hogwarts, the warriors of Slytherin House, actually scored a zero, and the scores did not add up to twenty.

This is embarrassing.

After the game, Ludo Bagman came back, but he didn't look too happy.

"Well, I just have a few words to say. The second project will start at 9.30am on February 24 next year.

Until then, you can rest for a long time - but we'll leave some questions for you to consider! "

Ludo took back the extra golden eggs and distributed them to those warriors who did not have golden eggs.

"You look down at those golden eggs you hold in your hands and you see they can be opened... see the seams there?

You must unravel the clues provided in the egg - that will tell you what the second item is, and you can be ready!

Are you clear? No problem? All right, let's go! "

"Ron, stay here for a while, I have something to tell you."

Ludo called out Ron and left him behind.

The other students all left the tent and walked towards the school.

In the evening, except for Slytherin, the other three houses held a grand celebration.

Ravenclaw's celebrations were particularly enthusiastic.

There were hills of cakes on the tables and chairs, and jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

Someone was lighting some laborious fireworks, and many stars and sparks flickered in the air.

Professor Flitwick came and brought out the fine wine he had treasured for many years.

When the student reminded him that there would be class tomorrow, he didn't care:

"I firmly uphold everyone's right to indulge in carnivals!"

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The night was quiet and the sky was cloudless.

The waves washed the cliffs, and the evening wind was slightly turbulent, blowing the wild grass.

The black-robed wizard carefully descended from the cliff, moving slowly.

He couldn't help being careless, he fell once two days ago, and it was a fluke that he didn't die.

I didn't look at his head, it was still wrapped in bandages, and I could even see blood seeping from the cloth strip.

Be careful not to make a big mistake, so this time it went smoothly, without slipping and falling into the sea.

He quickly came to the bottom, where there was a gap that required swimming to get in.

The sea at the end of October was freezing cold, but he still swam in.

When he shivered and emerged from the water coldly, he came to the middle of a cave.

"Sprinkle the blood on the wall." A young voice sounded.

The black-robed wizard took out his wand, scratched his thumb lightly, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and dripped onto the wall.

"There's too little blood!" Tom said coldly. "Where do you feed the chickens?"

The wizard hesitated for a long time, then the wand was pointed at his wrist, and the wand was swiped lightly.

He obviously hadn't studied simple medicine, and he accidentally cut an artery, and the blood spurted out.

Tom: "..."

The outline of the dazzlingly white arch appeared on the wall of the cave, and the blood-splattered rock in the arch disappeared suddenly, revealing a doorway, which seemed to be endless darkness.

The black-robed wizard walked in carefully, he kept walking forward, and soon came to the lake.

It was an endless, mirror-smooth black lake, with a mysterious green light shining in the center of the lake.

"It's there!" Tom whispered excitedly.

"But how to get there, do you want to swim there?" the wizard asked.

"Swim over and die." Tom snorted.

As expected of the person who knows him best, he just thought for a moment and then smiled:

"There must be a boat near here for my future me to pass by."

Tom felt the traces of magic carefully, and after more than an hour of fiddling, he got a hidden ship out.

The black-robed wizard walked into the boat, and the boat automatically drove towards the island without any operation.

Entering the island, they came to a stone basin filled with emerald-green liquid that glowed with phosphorescence.

The black-robed wizard is performing various operations under Tom's order.

But the pot of liquid could not be touched by hand, could not be deformed, and could not be eliminated with the Vanishing Spell.

"Where did this liquid come from?" Tom muttered.

"Just drink him!"

"But the master..."

"I order you to drink him!" said Tom grimly.

"I—but, well—"

The black-robed wizard conjured a goblet. The cup sank into the water and was immediately filled with green liquid.

The black-robed wizard lifted it to his mouth and drank it.

He sprayed it out immediately. It was a spicy, sour liquid, as if it had been aged for fifty years.

Resisting the discomfort, he put the glass into the stone basin again, scooped up a full glass, and drank it again.

This time it was more painful, the whole stomach seemed to be burning.

After eating the five cups, the black-robed wizard staggered forward and threw himself on the stone basin. His eyes were closed and his breathing was heavy.

"Get up quickly!" Tom ordered.

But the black robe couldn't get up, panting and looking like he was about to die.

"Give me your soul," Tom whispered. "Your body is also controlled by me."

The black-robed wizard nodded slowly and closed his eyes tightly.

Just by attaching to the host's body, it will absorb the life force of the other party. But as long as you don't completely control it and use your own power, the other party can still live for a long time.

Once completely occupied, the opponent's vitality will be drastically reduced. But the tool man... Tom doesn't care, he wants a Horcrux.

If you get the Horcrux, the opponent will die if you die.

Tom recited magic, and the face attached to the back of his head slowly moved towards the face of the black-robed wizard.

The black-robed wizard's face began to change, as if another face had been attached to the original face.

Tom completely controlled the black-robed wizard's body, grabbed the goblet, scooped up the green liquid, and poured it into his mouth.

Because he shared the same body with the black-robed wizard and gained control over his body, he could also feel a pungency that reverberated in his stomach.

That feeling is uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he was only boarding, and that feeling was much reduced.

The voice of the black-robed wizard came from the body, and the voice was more painful than ever:

"I want to die! I want to die! Let it stop, let it stop, I want to die!"

But Tom poured grimly into that mouth.

Even though he was in pain, he still tried hard to endure it.

After pouring more than a dozen cups in a row, the stone basin finally bottomed out, revealing a gold locket.

Tom was overjoyed and was about to grab the locket, but his body suddenly softened and he fell to the ground.

Tom found that he couldn't get up anyway.

No, the body is extremely weak, and the huge pain also makes him lose control.

The will of the black-robed wizard returned to his body, and he said hoarsely, "Water."

"Give me your body and I can give you water." Tom continued to bewitched.

But the black-robed wizard didn't seem to hear it, dragging his painful body and slowly crawling towards the lake.

"Stop, fool!" Tom yelled. "Hurry up and stop!"

The black-robed wizard didn't hear it, and just moved towards the black lake with willpower.

He came to the shore, plunged in, and finally got some water.

But the lake is no longer smooth like a mirror but is churning violently.

Bai Sensen's head and hands emerged from the dark water.

Men's, women's, and children's, with sunken, visionless eyes, floated toward him—a mass of dead bodies emerged from the dark lake.

The black-robed wizard had no resistance and was dragged down directly.

Together with Tom!

The moment he entered the water, Tom had only one thought:

Voldemort... you scumbag, I'll kill you sooner or later! !

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