From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Chapter 318 Arvada Eats The Big Melon
Wei Xiao didn't know that Hongdousha went into the sea to find the basilisk one-on-one, and he devoted his energy to studying Reard's diary.

He opened the diary, which was blank and contained nothing, and said loudly, "Come out!"

Reard couldn't come out, he sneered: "Do you think I can't destroy this Horcrux?"

He threw the notebook into the gossip furnace and started the pure Yang fire.

The Taoist Pure Yang True Fire can refine all demons and monsters. Reard soon couldn't take it anymore, and begged for mercy loudly: "Let me out!"

Wei Xiao waved his wand, the diary flew out and landed on the table, the corners were already burnt, the diary was opened in the air, Wei Xiao shouted: "Come out!"

Reard floated out from inside, and asked Wei Xiao tremblingly, "What are you going to do?"

Wei Xiao said: "I want to practice black magic. I heard that your black magic is very good. Although you only have the magic power of Voldemort before the age of seventeen, you have already started to create your own black magic? I want you to use the black magic you know, Don't misspell a single letter."

Reard stared at him, eyes blazing with resentment and malice.

"What? Don't want to say? That's okay, I can just use you to test my black magic - Avada eats a big melon!"

The incantation method of Avada Kedavra is "Avada gnaws a big melon", Wei Xiao's mahogany stick emits a green magic spell, and the light of the spell hits Reard accurately, and Reard is caught The impacted body floated backwards, his eyes widened, the body of the soul body was stretched stiffly, suspended in the air, and stood still for half a minute, then the face showed a distortion caused by terror and pain.

The Death Curse can cause damage to the soul. If it is an ordinary soul, the damage will be greater, but the greater effect is to strip it from the body, but the body will not be damaged at all, and it will be killed by the Death Curse. The creature is just like a normal person, except that its vitality is completely cut off, and its heart is not beating.

"Avada eats a big melon!" Wei Xiao fired another shot, this time hitting Reard's diary.

The entire diary was completely permeated by green light, and Reard's soul instantly turned green.

This time Wei Xiao felt the difference from what happened when he used this spell to kill spiders or mice in the past. The Killing Curse tried to separate Reard from his diary and pull him out of the Horcrux, but it was not enough Make sense.

"Again!" Wei Xiao launched the Killing Curse again, this time it didn't just shoot out, and the green light was continuously sprayed out from the front of the wand, continuously pouring into the diary.

"No! No!" Reard's body was wrapped in green light. He struggled to rush over to stop Wei Xiao, but was imprisoned by the magic power of the Killing Curse and couldn't move at all.

Wei Xiao aroused his killing intent, mobilized the energy between heaven and earth, cast spells continuously, and stripped Reard's soul from the book little by little. Finally, the green light left the diary, one end was connected to the front of the wand, and the other end formed a ball of light. with Reard.

With a wave of Wei Xiao's left hand, a bronze kerosene lamp flew towards him. With a flick of his wand, Reard was thrown into the lamp.

"Hula!" Green flames ignited inside the glass lamp, and Reard's face twisted and deformed in the green light.

This magic lamp was originally taken from the tomb of Cixi. The first generation of the lamp god Dong Longcha was killed by Wei Xiao, the second generation of the lamp god Jiumozhi was transferred to the Yinyang treasure fan, and the third generation of the lamp god Yang Ding Tian was enshrined by Wei Xiao and moved into the shrine, and became the star king of Tianying in the air gate space. Now comes the fourth generation of lamp god Tom Reard, which is a part of Voldemort's soul fragments, plus the memory before the age of seventeen .

"You are just a broken soul and a piece of memory. If you get out of the Horcrux, it will dissipate soon. You should be lucky to have met me, and it will give you the ability to continue to survive." Wei Xiao looked at Lear in the green light De, suddenly poked out his wand, "Cruciate!"

Another green light shot into the oil lamp, and there was a scream of a dying beast from the right. The green flame jumped out from the top of the kerosene lamp and rose to a height of more than three meters. Reard was struggling inside, his body twisted, His eyes protruded, dripping tears of blood like green lamp oil, he opened his hands, and wanted to pounce on Wei Xiao, but in the next second, he was retracted by the magic lamp and retracted into the lamp.

"You have three days to write down all the black magic you know. How about this? I want you to write me a thousand black magic and prepare a thousand Cruciatus for you. Every time you write a black magic Magic, as long as I am sure it is real, I will give you one less Cruciatus, and after three days we will count, as many spells as there are missing, we will give you as many Cruciatus spells!"

Wei Xiao put the oil lamp on the table, put Reard's diary next to it, then turned and left.

Reard was gnashing his teeth inside the lamp, wanting to cry without tears. The Killing Curse was his most commonly used spell. When he was in the world, he used this spell to kill more than a few people.The Cruciatus Curse was also a common curse he used to torture his enemies... Unexpectedly, it fell on him now!

Wei Xiao was busy outside for three days, and when he returned to the Golden Pagoda, Reard's diary was densely filled with handwriting.

This kid is worthy of being a villain since he was a child, and he is also very talented. Before he was seventeen, he had mastered so much black magic!
Wei Xiao took the diary to read: "Why are there only nine hundred and ninety-nine entries?"

In the flames, Reard suppressed his anger, wronged Bara and said: "I have written all the black magic I know! There are only so many magics in this world, and the most is life magic. Black magic is discriminated against, everyone can only cultivate it secretly, and it cannot be passed on, and those holy mothers will find a way to destroy it when they see it, it is already very good to have so many."

"But there is still one thing missing, I have to keep my word!" Wei Xiao released Cruciatus at Reard again, and Reard swelled out of the lamp in pain, "I still have to see if these spells are true. Fake! Legilimency!"

The front part of the mahogany wand sprayed out blue light, and the front part was nailed into the center of Reard's eyebrows, and the output continued.

Although Reard was only seventeen years old at this time, he was already a master of magic and proficient in spiritual magic. If Wei Xiao directly used Legilimency to fetch thoughts, he would use Occlumency to empty his head so that Wei Xiao could not read anything. , but he is now suffering from Cruciatus, the extreme pain of his soul, which makes him unable to control his consciousness at all. Soon, his memory will be invaded by magic...

Wei Xiao began to read from the time he could remember, like a dream, watching Reard from the perspective of a third person from being excluded in the orphanage, how he tortured and killed small animals, how he dealt with snakes... and then went to Hogwarts Ci learns the application of magic, how he wants to practice the strongest magic, how he wants to live forever, practice black magic, frame Hagrid, hate his own origin, regard himself as a descendant of Slytherin, release the basilisk to kill Ma A classmate from melon...

During this period, Reard tried several times to resist the magic and interrupt Wei Xiao's reading, but he couldn't do it. After all, he was just a soul fragment, not even a ghost, and Wei Xiao The magic power is so strong that Reard is almost sure that if he puts on a wand with a dragon heartstring as the palm, it will be almost comparable to Dumbledore's - a wand of mahogany and unicorn hair is really not suitable for black. Magic will instinctively resist and weaken the power of many spells, but even so, I have no room for struggle...

(End of this chapter)