Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 515 Voldemort Going Crazy (Part 1)

"Ding, 100 Gold Galleons have been paid and traded."

"Ding, 100 Galleons have been received, accumulative account balance"

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Voldemort fiddled with the two Zhang Xuan Black necromancer wealth cards in his hand, feeling the information that just emerged in his mind.

Looking at Tom Riddle who was standing not far away, his face was a little cloudy and uncertain.

"Do you want to give me an explanation?" Voldemort said in a gloomy tone, with strong malice exuding in his words: "You use me as a gun, be careful to hurt yourself."

He had already picked up the wand in his hand, and it seemed that there was a disagreement, and he was about to go to war.

Gringotts was robbed by himself and the other party.

As a result, the Ministry of Magic, Kamar-Taj Hogwarts, already knew about it and came up with a very mature solution, without any confusion.

Especially looking at the two wealth cards in his hand, the anger in Voldemort's heart suddenly swelled.

boom! boom!

The fortune card with black gold patterns exploded under the impact of magic power.

Fragments of the broken Black shot rapidly in all directions, and there were a large number of punctured and broken marks on the vases, blankets, books, bookcases, and even the floor.

In an instant, the whole study looked like a mess.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

He knew how great this thing would be in the future.

Kama Taj or the Ministry of Magic control this thing, as long as the credit does not collapse, it is equivalent to becoming a super money printing machine at no cost, controlling the lifeblood of the harmless world.

Before Gringotts refined Galleons, it needed to be reported, which required a lot of labor.

But now, you need as many Galleons as you want.

After all, it is just generating data, not a real Galleon.

All of this is the result of using himself as a weapon.

I killed so many goblins by myself, and in the end let the other party take the biggest advantage.

Moreover, the timing was so ingenious, as soon as my group finished the work, hype had already started on the same day, and the other party had already come up with a solution on the second day.

You said there is no problem here, do you believe me?

Moreover, the other party perfectly used this incident to completely implement the so-called necromancer wealth card system.

Make Jin Gallon digital, informatized, and cost-free.

What a huge benefit lies behind this, at this moment Voldemort can't even estimate it.

Because the benefits are too huge, he only knows that they are very big, big enough to make him jealous, and even lose his mind.

It was too big, how could the Ministry of Magic allow Kamar-Taj to control these.

This is equivalent to the true lifeblood of the necromancer world.

Hogwarts, Dumbledore is dry food, let Kama Taj push everything so smoothly.

Voldemort thought very jealously in his heart, the scarlet light in his eyes was even better.

Even now, when thinking of the huge benefits behind this thing, thinking of missing the opponent.

He was a little crazy.

Can't wait to do it with Kamar-Taj and Lockhart right now.

Take your fair share.

Really, the more I think about it, the more my heart aches, the more I think about it, the more my heart breaks, and the more I think about it, the more maddening I become.

This is the past, present, and even future wealth of the entire necromancer world, all contained in this small Black card.

At this moment, his hatred for Tom in front of him, Lockhart, and Kama Taj far surpassed Dumbledore.

"Do you think Gringotts is so easy to break into?"

"Why do you think Gringotts is so powerless to resist?"

"Why do you think you can get so many magic guns in the armory?"

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Tom's indifferent voice resounded, saying what you thought one sentence after another, causing the temperature in the whole study to drop again.

Suddenly, Tom's indifference and Voldemort's malice intertwined.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

But they all seemed to be touching the magic wands around their waists, and their aura began to gradually increase.

The chandeliers, vases, and even the desks and bookcases in the entire study room began to shake, as if they couldn't bear the pressure at this moment.

finally

boom!

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

Two sharp and hasty voices sounded, and in an instant, two Mo Green's killing curses collided with each other.

Immediately, the torrential waves spread rapidly to the surroundings,

boom!

In the entire study room, the surrounding walls were directly broken and rolled outwards.

Suddenly, a pile of ruins appeared in the center of the huge Malfoy Manor, and a circular flat land appeared in the center of the ruins.

The huge amounts of sound attracted the attention of the surrounding Death Eaters and pure-blood necromancers, and they all ran towards the scene of the incident immediately.

However, they didn't take a few steps and stopped one after another.

They clearly felt that the two huge auras were fighting against each other, and the huge fluctuations in magic power made them tremble with fear and shudder.

"The masters are at war?"

A Death Eater in a black robe muttered subconsciously.

The word 'we' instantly made their inner pain and entanglement manifest vividly.

Pure-blooded necromancers prefer Tom in his youth, that kind of elegant, mysterious and powerful temperament, which makes them familiar and fanatical.

And the black necromancers are quite fanatical about the adult Voldemort, with powerful black magic, strong desires that are never concealed, and the atmosphere of killing and blood is permeating all over their bodies.

It was simply a powerful version of myself.

Therefore, they are more fanatical.

However, the inner tendency is not enough to make the final judgment when facing the two masters.

After all, both are masters, although they each have their own characteristics, and their personalities are also different.

But they all have one thing in common - they will not tolerate the existence of traitors.

This is a fact verified by their companions with blood.

boom! boom! boom!

The air waves keep rolling, the ruins are getting bigger and bigger, the dust is spreading around, and the smell of death is everywhere.

There is no other color on this battlefield.

There are only countless Mo Green's killing curses colliding continuously, and every collision makes the other party feel a familiar strange feeling in his heart.

It's so familiar, this is me.

Familiar collision, familiar strength, familiar breath of death.

They were using the same spell at almost the same time, trying to hit each other in the chest.

The style of never defending, only attacking and constantly attacking also made the two sides fight more and more intensely.

This is the instinctive combat experience they have formed over the years, which is most suitable for them, and they can use their good spells to the extreme.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

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There is no common spell swaying, only the collision of the killing spell.

Throughout the battlefield, the two sides took strange steps and waved their wands one after another while dodging slowly and quickly.

The sharp sound of chanting, the green light full of death breath, and the green flames splashing from time to time.

Any accidental contact between the two parties will lead to death.

The oppressive atmosphere of the battle between the two made the surrounding Death Eaters subconsciously hold their breath.

at last.

boom!

(end of this chapter)