Hogwarts snake wizard

Samael was originally in a good mood, but after he met the two "stupid people", his mood also sank to the bottom.

So, the afternoon class was directly escaped by him, strolling leisurely in the Forbidden Forest, enjoying the tranquility brought by the sun.

Only this tranquility was soon broken by a bad letter.

Samael opened the spatial portal unpleasantly, and when his legs stepped into another place, he instantly switched moods.

"Teacher, are you looking for me for something?"

Samael kept as personable as possible while catering to the old Fu's tone.

"I heard that Grindelwald died?"

Voldemort kept his head down, studying his wand. It's like you can see the flowers.

Nagini hovered on the back of his chair, staring at the crowd like a beast that chooses to eat people.

"Indeed!"

Samael's voice was cold, and his tone was very certain.

"You did it?"

"No, it was me who made a deal with the Snake Man Ancestor!" Hearing this, the Death Eaters in the room were instantly stunned.

If Voldemort was the fear of Harry's generation, Grindelwald was the fear of their generation.

They could never have imagined that the famous Grindelwald would one day die at the hands of Samael.

Seeing that Lao Fu did not speak, Samael raised his head and said loudly.

"I always think that it is enough for the Dark Lord to have only one, and in my eyes you are the only Dark Lord."

Samael felt like he was about to throw up. If it weren't for the fear that Lao Fu's jealousy would affect his plan, he would have twisted Lao Fu's head off now.

However, after hearing this, the Death Eaters instantly fell into a carnival, one by one, mouthing loudly, afraid that others would not know that they were villains.

Even the corners of Lao Fu's mouth raised a slight arc.

"Teacher, I have another piece of good news for you!"

Samael smiled mysteriously, and when no one else noticed, his eyes drifted to the long group of hot strips.

"What news?"

The tasks that Voldemort gave to Samael were all perfectly completed by him, so Old Fu was a little surprised that Samael would bring him good news.

"Dumbledore is dying!"

The moment he heard the news, Lao Fu was directly stunned, and even the Death Eaters looked at each other.

The old man did not dwell on how much truth Samael's words had, and stared directly into his eyes.

A carnival followed.

Looking at the old man who was becoming more and more crazy with the Death Eaters, Samael raised a sincere smile at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes grew brighter. A dark blue flame silently appeared in Samael's palm.

When everyone didn't react, the condensed tinder was directly stuffed into Nagini's mouth by Samael.

Nagini began to twitch wildly, but the fire erupted so suddenly that she didn't give her time to resist.

Fierce fire shuttled through her fragile flesh, and a fierce howl resounded directly throughout the conference room hall.

"Nope!"

"What did you do!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Lao Fu reacted instantly, pointing his wand directly at Samael.

"Avadaso!"

The miserable green light burst out, and a fierce wail sounded instantly.

Samael turned slightly sideways, dodging the deadly spell and just smiling at him.

"Avadaso!"

Samael waved his wand, the character's light, and the eyes of the Death Eaters on the side of the stabbing hurt.

They couldn't figure out what the situation was now.

Isn't it a good celebration, how did it suddenly fight.

If it is because of a snake, it does not seem like a reason for the two to fight.

The Death Eaters didn't understand, and in fact, Lao Fu didn't understand.

He doesn't know how the secret of the Horcrux was obtained by Samael, and by what means Samael learned that Nagini was his Horcrux.

How much of his Horcrux was found by Samael, and why did he go against him.

Lao Fu had too many questions, but the hatred of destroying the Horcruxes made him have to release the death curse with all his strength, as long as Samael died, no one would know the secret of his immortality.

The drama of master-apprentice love is directly torn apart here.

Samael and Lao Fu did not spare a hand, and the collision of the death curse splashed out a miserable green light, instantly shattering the soul of an unlucky egg.

Seeing this, the others fled one after another, for fear of accidentally getting involved in the battle.

The two began a high-frequency transfiguration, putting pressure on each other by constantly changing figures.

Outside Malfoy Manor, Samael took a breath of fresh air and looked at Voldemort with longing in his eyes.

It was a thirst for strength and a thirst for a good opponent.

"Teacher, you underestimate me too much."

Samael bowed slightly, the amplitude of waving his wand suddenly increased, and the icy blue flame spread instantly.

The flames condensed into a fierce python, constantly licking the hem of Voldemort's clothes.

Even so, Samael's right hand does not affect the casting of spells, and from time to time a drill is used, and even the old Fu is in a stalemate.

Old Fu shouted angrily, and a dark wave of magic power surrounded Samael firmly in the blink of an eye.

The soul contained in that black energy roared, forcing back the attack of fierce fire step by step.

"Is the soul extinguished?"

"You really hid a hand."

Seeing the black energy approaching, Samael waved his hand sharply, and the dark red energy burst out rapidly, completely shattering Voldemort's spell.

"Well, you're really good."

Voldemort gritted his teeth and looked at this scene, and the miserable green light condensed again.

Even Samael couldn't help but sigh that Lao Fu was Lao Fu, and the death curse was almost played by him.

Just as he was about to strike, a sea of flowers fell from the sky, sharp petals, with a sharp edge that could cut everything.

Lao Fu took a step back and looked up again, but he had long since lost track of Samael.

At the other end of the space door, Samael adjusted his breath and became elegant again.

It can't be beaten, but in terms of experience, it is inevitable that he will fall into the downside, after all, he has only found his magic path in the recent past.

The reason why he was so anxious to turn his face with Voldemort was nothing more than that the handles of this old product were all pinched by him.

His current Horcruxes are Hufflepuff's Gold Cup except for Harry.

Both have long been controlled by him, and there is really no need to stage the cliché of the savior killing Voldemort.

The road ahead is clear, and he is not willing to waste his time anymore.

Let him, the "hero", personally end the era of the two demon kings of black and white.

PS: This is the final touch, the content of the Deathly Hallows will be mentioned, but it will no longer revolve around Harry Potter.

It won't end hastily, I hope you believe me.

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