Hogwarts snake wizard

Samael and Number 1 walked all the way, followed by a walking dead leprechaun.

The goblin's gaze was dull, and a strange green light flashed in his pupils.

"It's not much better than the Soul Reaper Curse."

"The demon pupil control body of the blue snake three-flower pupil is really easy to use, and the system must be a boutique."

While passing through the so-called "real waterfall", Samael also feared that the magical water would wash away his magic to control the goblins.

I didn't expect any reaction at all.

However, in the tradition of plucking the goose and leaving the skin of the beast. Samael forced the waterfall to fill two large buckets as materials for future magical research.

"Master, there is a Ukrainian iron-bellied dragon in front."

No. 1 looked at the scene ahead and reported to Samael in time.

In fact, he did not say that Samael also sensed it.

This group of damn goblins actually used the most cruel brainwashing method of mental intimidation to control a dragon, which is really cruel.

"Master, do you want to disassemble the materials?"

No. 1 knew Samael's habits well and prepared for dissection.

Even though he is a huge dragon species, with the appearance of skin and bones, coupled with tattered wings, No. 1 shot with all his strength and was confident of taking it down.

"Forget it, let it go."

Samael looked at the numbness and longing in the dragon's eyes, and the ghost said so.

After saying that, even he himself felt incredible.

However, he did not change his mind, and a bright silver aura spread and condensed from his body, and the aura entered its body under the dragon's hostile gaze.

Somehow, the Ukrainian iron belly no longer struggles, no longer is hostile, and the look in Samael's eyes is much softer.

Luna's psychic magic is very demanding on talent, and she summarizes many magic techniques, but the only thing Samael has learned is this psychic communication.

(Probably because the mind is not pure enough!)

Ignoring Number One's worried gaze, Samael's eyes closed, his palms gently caressing his thin body.

"Even so, have you not given up your yearning for freedom?"

Samael murmured, connecting deeply with it, feeling his emotions.

"Okay, I should go, I'll pick you up when I'm done with business."

Opening his eyes, Samael waved his hand and casually blew the iron cable tied to it.

"Roar~" The

dragon looked at his back and roared, but did not flee immediately, one person and one dragon met for the first time, and actually established unspeakable trust.

Number One stood behind Samael, growing admiration for him as his master.

The most dangerous man in the wizarding world easily submitted to the most dangerous creature in the wizarding world.

"It's arrived!"

With a cup of tea, the goblin executive stopped in front of a huge iron door and gently swiped the code.

Looking at the weird gradually dissipating black magic lines and curses, No. 1 was a little glad that he didn't break in.

Seeing that the goblin had no use value, Samael twisted the goblin's head directly, blood splashed everywhere, and under his control, the blood twisted back and forth in a strange line, shuttling around.

The blood lines form a large net, which is spread flat inside the entire treasure house.

This is an extremely ancient sacrificial ritual that must also employ the blood of powerful magical creatures.

No wizards have been used for a long time, except for some spell breakers, I am afraid that very few modern wizards know about it.

This ritual has only one effect, that is, it can briefly form a demon sealing effect.

Now, no matter what kind of magic traps the Lestrange family has, it will not work, including the copy spell.

Samael took out the mirror he was carrying, opened the space portal, and packed all the materials and took them away.

It is too conspicuous to take the gold cup specifically, and there are many good things in it, and Samael does not mind clearing the scene.

Looking at the golden and strange golden cup in his hand, Samael had an indescribable joy.

"Finish work!"

He smiled slightly, even if he wore the mask, No. 1 could feel the heartfelt joy under the mask.

With a wave of his wand, azure flames quickly rose, licking the walls of the vault.

When it came to Old Fu's Horcruxes, he didn't even want to leave a trace of magical nature.

Soon, the entire treasure house was cleaner than Draco's pocket, smoother than Luna's face.

After leaving the treasure house, Samael and the dragon looked at each other and walked directly onto the back of the dragon, followed by No. 1.

"Go!"

With the sound of Samael's directive, undisguised joy appeared on the face of the Ukrainian iron belly.

Climbing upwards with climbing and running, the furious magic in the belly quickly condensed.

It was already close to the exit, and Samael saw the figure of the Auror.

He also didn't expect that this group of poor guys would have to work overtime for Christmas.

"Avada..."

Samael raised his wand, and after reciting the half-spell he directly returned fire.

In any case, killing the Aurors couldn't be justified.

Samael flicked his arm unpleasantly, and the spell that reached his mouth turned into a thunderbolt explosion.

In order to prevent the accidental killing of them, Samael can only use weather spells, relying on gathering fog to confuse the public.

Finally, the poor Ukrainian iron belly finally saw the light of day, and looking at its maniacal look, Samael gently patted its head.

The furious dragon Yan directly covered the entire Gringotts, whether it was snake people, goblins, or Aurors who suffered heavy losses one by one.

"Let's go!"

The dragon looked back, staggering, flapping its wings in an effort to fly.

After several attempts, he flew tremblingly.

"From now on, you no longer belong to anyone but to the sky."

Samael's eyes were closed, and he opened his arms, feeling this biting cold wind, whether it was the fierce fire or the heat formed by the dragon flame, all of them were dispelled at this moment.

"Don't leave any traces."

Samael's words fell, and No. 1 nodded, turning the buttons on his chest.

The Gringotts Pavilion that was burning behind him once again ignited a fierce fire, whether it was dead or remnant snake people, they were quickly engulfed by the fire.

All traces of the battle were also wiped out, except for the black magic mark above Gringotts that could not be dissipated for a long time.

The screams and battles formed a wonderful symphony in this silent night sky.

After leaving the dragon's brain with its follow-up flight path and filling it with a large amount of nutritional potions, Samael directly opened the portal and turned away.

To paraphrase a phrase from a past life, the rivers and lakes are far away, and there is a chance to see you again, hoping that it can stay away from wizards.

Samael's yearning for freedom moved Samael, and when they met for the first time, they fell in love.

Samael took off his mask, took a cool shower, and hugged the little cuties squirming in his arms, which was unexpectedly sweet.

Maybe it's because of unbridled venting, maybe it's because of the redemption of the soul.

All in all, he's happy tonight.

......