My Classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort

"Mr. Karkaroff, greed has destroyed your friend."

A little old man walked out of the crowd secretly. It was Karaktakus, who disappeared immediately after the fight. He stood up and passed through the wizards who were tied together like crabs on the floor, holding his head upright. Standing in front of Nelson with his chest, looking at him, with a grinning smile, he said, "I am more sad than you for the passing of Mr. Chamberlain. You should honestly cooperate with us from the beginning."

"What?" Nelson seemed to have just recovered from the great shock, shook his head, looked blankly at Karaquetakus, and then at the collapsed store, and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I mean..." Karaketakus drew out his wand fiercely, pointed it at Nelson's face, gritted his teeth and said, "Chamberlain is dead, and now you better honestly hand over what I want!"

"What is it?" Nelson continued to ask, without looking away from the ruins in front of him. The sky full of smoke and dust was blown up everywhere, tumbling over the store, and the discrete dust gradually fell, like dense snowflakes. A layer of white was applied to the surrounding wizards, and the dust that hugged the same kind slowly gathered and opened a huge mushroom cloud in the air.

Nelson looked at the mushroom cloud above his head and muttered, "It's so powerful..."

"Of course the power is great! That disgusting, the one who got into the eyes of the money, the humble fellow! It has been blown up to ashes!" Karaketakus yelled in front of Nelson, half showing off, half jumping. "You guy, it's no use pretending to be crazy and stupid!"

"There is no ash left?" Karaketakus's roar finally successfully awakened Nelson, his pupils returned to focus, and he laughed, "Did you not figure out the situation?"

"you-"

Karaketakus just wanted to say something, but he choked back at this sentence. His expression and neck became stiff, and the stiffness spread to his whole body. He quickly raised the one like a robot. The hand holding the wand, and the hand holding the wand began to tremble—Karaktacus’ back head clearly told him that a wand was resting there.

"What are you?" Tom's weak voice came from behind Karaktakus, and then, a gleaming, scaled armored figure stumbled from behind him.

"Impossible!" Karaketakus turned his face slightly, and caught a glimpse of a black mask exactly like the one on the other side. He shook his head frantically and repeated, "Impossible! Impossible! How did you survive? "

With a light spit from Tom, a small electric light shot out from the tip of his stick, and Karaketakus convulsed for a moment, and immediately became honest.

"This is what you are thinking of, the magic treasure that Slytherin left behind."

Nelson tilted his head and walked around Karaktakus to see Tom behind him. His body was covered with layers of silver armor, but only the outermost layer was blown out with a few holes and hit him. Some burnt black, it seems that before the impact of the explosion hits the armor, something stronger is blocking the explosion.

At this moment, the layers of silver armor were gradually shrinking, curling up into small **** and falling to the ground.

"Boom boom boom—" After the impact of the sonic boom swept through, the crisp sound of metal hitting the stone road was the only sound left on the street at this moment.

Soon, all the armor on Tom's body fell off. When the last metal plate in the way was put away, his robe was finally freed, and it swayed gently in the breeze of the aftermath of the explosion, without staining a bit of dust.

After getting rid of these heavy objects, Tom was finally not so weak. He turned sideways, met Nelson's eyes through the mask, and joked, "Have you considered the Levitating Curse or the Weight Loss Curse? These things are too heavy! "

"The heavier the protection on the body, the better the protection in the heart, and the thick armor will give people a sense of peace of mind."

Nelson shrugged and walked straight forward. After not taking a few steps, his chest stood upright against Karaktakus’ wand. He could even feel the violent tremor of the old man’s wrist in front of him. Nelson stretched out his hand from the side. Holds Karaketakus' wand.

He tried a little bit, and the old man's hands shook harder, but he didn't succeed in taking his wand away.

"Do you want to resist? With the back of your head held by a magic wand?"

Karaketakus did not speak, his hand holding his wand tightened, but the shaking became more violent. His face wrinkled into bitter gourd was filled with disbelief and pain, and his teeth clenched his lower lip, a trace of redness. The blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He had never thought about this ending-this kind of scene has happened many times, but under the explosion of Bojin Bok, there are very few wizards who can survive and panic. Why are there still people like okay people? Will you still think of counterattack when you come out?

"Let go." Nelson spit out two words unceremoniously.

Karaktakus’s face was green and white, and finally turned into a frustrated gray. He let go of his hand, letting his wand fall into Nelson’s hand, and then slowly raised that hand and made it with both hands. In a very standard surrender posture.

"That's right, I don't want to hit you with a disarming curse." Nelson lowered his wand, turned it around in his hand, then nodded at Tom, and went to the side to continue tying the crabs. This time the tying work. It was even more strenuous. There were still a few awake crabs who could help, but because the explosion stunned them all, Nelson had to do it himself.

Karaketakus raised his hands up, allowing Tom to look around him round and round.

"Mr. Chamberlain, do you have any interest in me?" He extruded a smiley face and asked flatteringly. This smiley face was so familiar that Tom couldn't help wondering whether the Bok family was a descendant of Helbo.

After a while, Tom stopped and stood in front of Karaketakus. He put away his wand, but the old man still did not dare to move rashly. He maintained a surrender posture, swallowed and asked tremblingly, "You ...What do you want?"

"I'm more interested in you." Tom waved his magic wand, and a wooden chair flew from behind him and fell in front of Karaktakus. He sat on it, and first glanced at Nelson, who was diligent in binding the crab. , Turned his head back and stared at the old man with his hips akimbo.

Finally, Karaketakus couldn't stand him. He asked, "Mr. Chamberlain, please forgive me for my disrespect for you. Please give me a chance to make up for it."

"I'll talk about this later," Tom asked, rubbing his wand against the mask, "I want to know what you are."

"What?" Karaketakus rolled his eyes and immediately replied, "You are joking, of course I am Karaketakus Bok, your loyal business partner."

"What the **** are you?" Tom shook his head and leaned forward. "Or, what the **** is Bogin Bock?"

Tom stretched out his left hand, squeezed it into a fist, and let go of his fist. Two small **** appeared in his hand. When he fixed his eyes, they turned out to be two eyeballs!

One eyeball has two pupils at opposite positions. One of them is glowing with a faint blue light, which is spinning around in Tom’s hand. The other eyeball has no substance, just a gray mist drawn by black silk threads. It is the most common shape of a spirit body. Under the gaze of Karaktakus, Tom threw the eyeball that was turning aside, pinched the soul-shaped eyeball with two fingers, and exerted slight pressure on both fingers. .

Karaktakus's eyes widened, and everything in front of him made him unbelievable. Normally, a wizard can't directly touch the soul. That eyeball can only pass through Tom's palm and fall directly to the ground. Under Tom's squeeze, his eyes went flat!

"Haha." Tom learned the accent of Bogin Bok, but he was full of ridicule at the moment. His fingers slammed hard, and at the same time, Karaketakus who was on the opposite side covered his face, wailed, and bent down. On the ground.

"Interesting." Tom held his eyeballs in his hands, tossed and played, and asked again, "Tell me, what are you."

"You... you guessed it," Karaketakus got up from the ground, breathing heavily, and stumbled towards Tom. He lay at Tom's feet and said weakly, "You guessed it, Borgin ·Bock is me."

"It's you?"

Tom leaned on the chair with his legs up, behind him was a mushroom cloud that had been difficult to disperse for a long time. The painful Karaktacus raised his head and saw a ruinous beauty. He nodded and said, "It's me! it's me!"

"What's the principle?" Tom asked curiously, holding his eyeballs in his hands.

"This is the Horcrux, the ultimate magic that all dark wizards dream of, and I am willing to dedicate it to you."

Karaketakus raised his head and looked at Tom with scorching eyes.

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Karaktakus Bok, a wizard who was obsessed with black magic since he was a child, one day in the 18th century, he pulled out a magic book that was said to be handed down by an ancestor from the secret compartment of his home study. This ancestor read It doesn't look like a good person, the book is full of countless evil magics, and the most attractive one is the Horcrux.

The magic that he saw in the preface of a book when he was a student was finally presented to him completely, and Karaktacus completely forgot the cost and side effects of making Horcrux.

"Soon, I will be immortal like Nicole Lemay!"-Karaketakus thought.

He stole his father’s treasure-one of the two magic eyes inlaid in the eye sockets of a crystal skull, and attacked a Muggle girl crying by the beach on a clear night. He didn't care if the girl was crying. Some family members, why cried at the beach in the middle of the night, didn’t care if she cared about someone, didn’t care if anyone was thinking about her, driven by the ****, he tortured her in the cruelest way he could think of, and then tortured. As a sacrificial magic, he gave him the greatest response. He successfully squeezed half of his soul into that eyeball. From then on, he was immortal.

The wicked Karaketakus fled the family, living a life of solitary living and studying black magic while living a leisurely life.

But the Horcrux was not exactly the same as he had imagined. Karaktacus, who had lost half of his soul, became weakened in magic, and even his body became weak. It is true that he will not die, but he will grow old—he gradually becomes too old, even older than the oldest person he has ever seen. His skin is wrinkled, his bones and hair are brittle, making it difficult to move, but he is Immortal, this quality of life made Karaktakus think of other ways to prolong life and fitness, but the sinful souls that split the Horcrux can no longer accept normal magic. Only the darkest and most evil sorceries can be used. It can take effect on him.

Gradually, Karaktakus, who had collected a lot of black magic items, returned to the wizarding world after all his relatives passed away, under the pseudonym Bojin Bok, and opened a magic shop in Knockdown Alley.

At this time, he was surprised to find out that it was because of the special eyeballs or the problem with the Horcrux version he was learning. The part of the soul trapped in the eyeballs was watching through that magical eye all the time. At him, it gradually became sober and began to try to communicate with the other half itself.

In the end, under the instigation of the soul in his eyeball, he killed a pickpocket who came to the shop to steal in the middle of the night, and pressed the eyeball in the eye socket of the corpse.

The body that stood up again named himself "Bokin Bok" and appeared in the shop as Karaktakus's nephew, and Karaktakus was finally able to be himself again. After discussion, Borkin learned countless killer tricks to die together and helped Karaktakus solve a lot of difficult guys. Their business is getting more and more prosperous. To die together is nothing to Borkin, as long as The eyeball is still there, and he can be resurrected again with a corpse.

In recent years, Karaktakus has felt a wave of weakness that has hit him again. He wants to find the legacy of an older and greater wizard, and completely solve his own problems. It happens to have gathered a crowd of party members and speculation. He saw an opportunity in the chaos brought about by Grindelwald, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com is in Karaketakus’s perception that a noble wizard like himself should sit at a higher place.

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"As long as you are willing to help and lend me a study of Master Slytherin's magic, I will definitely be able to improve the Horcrux without side effects." Karaketakus doesn't care whether the word "horcrux" is illegal or not. In order to save his life, he told the story vividly.

"The story is very vivid," Tom nodded and slapped his lips. "You can consider writing it as a novel, but I have a question-since you have lived for so many years, why don't you think about improving magic? Is it because you are stupid?"

Tom snorted, raised his wand and waved his hand. A man crawling out of the ruins flew out in an instant and smashed in front of Karaktakus. One of his eyes was shining with a faint blue light.

Tom raised his foot and stepped on the man's head, and said with a chuckle, "Your story is not very original."

As soon as the voice fell, the ground of the ruins moved as if boiling, and a strange body crawled out of the gap with the broken walls and the same blue light flashing in their eyes.

Tom was attracted by the strange situation, and when he lowered his head again, Karaktakus, who had been lying there, had disappeared. My classmate who is jumping to Hogwarts is Voldemort Chapter 183 Horcrux? Green Reading-My classmate at Hogwarts is Voldemort-Novel Reading Network..., if there is no automatic jump, please click [Jump]

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