One of the most important rules of the wizarding world:

Don't trust magic items you don't know about.

For William, who has been baptized by countless telecommunications frauds in his previous life, his vigilance may be very strong in the magic world.

Not to mention, last semester Tom's diary was still secretly making troubles, which made everyone panic.

So the crown opened its mouth and said that it was the will of Ravenclaw.

This sentence is basically equivalent to: I, Ravenclaw, make money!

Ordinary little wizards may believe it, how could William believe it?

The other party might as well directly say that it is Voldemort's Horcrux. This is more credible.

Besides, dead dementors are good dementors. William killed the Big Mac first, then took the crown and asked the principal to inspect the goods.

This is the normal process, where is there so much nonsense with it.

Without waiting for the dust to fall, William held the wand in his right hand and waved it gently.

Every time it was swung, a silver sea eagle flew into the air on the tip of the staff, lingering on one side.

In a flash, there was the patron saint of Thirteen.

William squeezed his wand and made a gimmicky aiming gesture, bringing his fingers together, and then tapping into the void.

boom!

Thirteen sea eagles lined up vertically and horizontally, like a tide hitting the shore, crashing straight into the location where the dementors disappeared.

The dust doesn't stop

The dust rises again!

The whole garbage dump was smashed like this, a huge vacancy appeared, and there were dozens of hurried and dull sounds one after another.

William never looked away, waiting for the Dementors to roll out and die.

When the Dementor came out, his expression was extremely sluggish, but he had no intention of retreating.

It seems to be more able to take damage from Patronus Charms than normal Dementors.

Is it because of absorbing too many of the same kind, or the injury-free buff added by the crown?

William did not know, at this time the two sides were separated by more than ten meters.

The dementor spit out black mist, but it only resisted for a moment, and it was torn to shreds by the purple light.

Another bang!

The black robe slammed out, but this time, he stooped and slipped, slipping seven or eight meters away, and then he was able to stop the retreat.

Although still embarrassed, it is much better than just now.

William motioned for Hermione to spread the fire. Ordinary magic is also a pleasure. To deal with dementors, you have to look at the little phoenix.

He suddenly regretted that he didn't let Fox help out tonight.

"Give me the power you devour, give me your life, give all of your... to me!"

A hissing sound rang in the Dementor's ears.

"Don't resist, my servant!"

On the dark rust crown, a pair of eyes appeared.

Soon, the **** eyes moved to the Dementor's face.

The dementor's face was covered with pale new skin, as pale as bb cream.

The face seemed to have been burned, its features blurred and eccentrically twisted. The whites of his eyes were filled with blood.

"Voldemort?!" William said in shock.

"Little wizard, do you know me?" A hoarse voice came out of the Dementor's mouth.

Merlin's pectoralis major is really the Dark Lord's Horcrux!

William did recognize the ugly face, which looked a lot like the one on the back of Quirrell's head.

It's just not so snake-like, the eyes are not red enough, and the pupils are also not two lines.

This shows that this Horcrux may be in the middle and post-production, but not the last one.

"Tell me everything you know, boy." Voldemort's tone was suddenly soft, as if afraid to scare William away.

"This kind of strength that doesn't match my age...a lot like me when I was young.

Are you pureblood...name your family, I may know. "

Horcrux began to wrap almost. And Voldemort's blood discrimination stubbornly made him think that William must be pure blood, not Muggle.

"My name is Draco Malfoy, Lord Dark Lord," William babbled.

"Malfoy... Who is Abraxas Malfoy?"

"It's my grandfather."

Voldemort snapped suddenly:

"You're lying...Malfoy has light blond hair."

"That's because my dad, Lucius Malfoy, married my mom, Arthur Weasley.

Then, the hair turns dark brown. "William said solemnly.

"From a genetic point of view, it's possible that hair color is genetically determined.

The genes that determine gold and red, called alleles by Muggles, change colors if they are not inherited. "

Voldemort was perplexed.

William asked in the tone of a scholar caring for the mentally retarded again, "Do you understand, if you don't understand, I'll repeat this question, don't pretend to understand?

If I really understand, I will ask again, after determining my hair color, if I have a sister, what is the probability of light blonde hair? "

Voldemort: "..."

William is not just talking nonsense, at least he can get a piece of information. This Horcrux was probably made earlier than the 1970s.

Otherwise, there is no reason not to know Lucius, but the first reaction was Abraxas Malfoy from his ancestors.

There is no way to test it with c14, but it is certain that this is a work of art that is earlier than the 1970s and after Mr. Fu's magic.

Needless to say, its integrity has a higher collection value than a diary.

The Dark Lord didn't believe William's words, but he didn't expose it either. What he needed was intelligence.

"Tell me... how is the greatest Dark Lord of all time?"

Like the diary, the crown is extremely concerned about the future self.

"The Dark Lord is dead." William was possessed for a second.

"He died to save Harry Potter, and he stopped Arvada from eating a big melon for Harry... Died gloriously, died great."

"Nonsense! The Dark Lord can't possibly die." Crown said sharply.

"The Dark Lord has experimented and has advanced magic to an unprecedented level."

"Isn't it a Horcrux?" William sneered.

"How did you know?!" Voldemort snapped. "Who told you, what else do you know?"

"You told me yourself." William showed a silly badger expression again.

Straightforward and honest smile.

"Tom, your body and I, Draco Malfoy, are good brothers."

"You told me everything, including the Horcrux!" William said with a beating expression.

"We are... half-brothers!"

Hermione wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to laugh. She was a little uncomfortable, and she clenched the end of her wand, and was a little worried.

That's the Dark Lord. William "mocking" him like this?

"you wanna die!"

Obviously, I didn't see how the Dementor's lips opened, but I could hear a small voice oozing from his throat, which made people horrified.

"When I catch you and give you a Dementor's kiss, everything will be clear!" The soul was furious and murderous.

The Dementor roared, and black mist oozes out of its body, wisps clinging to the crown.

It is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black mist is getting more and more dense.

Voldemort took over the Dementor's body, he slowly floated off the ground, spread his hands forward, bent his middle finger, and cast without a wand.

With the fingers slightly bent, a black python was born at the fingertips of the Dementor.

The hissing Parseltongue sounded, and the black python rushed towards him aggressively.

"All curses end!"

William held his wand in both hands and held it up in front of him.

The magic power is rumbling, and the ripples are bursting.

In the end, a wide and thick mirror surface was formed, just like a pot of fire was lifted and the brazier was removed, but the pot of fire was hovering in the air.

A person-high mirror stubbornly resisted the ferocious head of the huge python.

Voldemort in the state of Horcrux is still very powerful.

but,

Compared to the body attached to Quirrell, how?

How is it compared to little Tom who has laid out a whole year?

A Horcrux without a wand, just relying on Dementors, trying to make waves?

Times have changed, my lord!

William's wand pressed down.

Between the mirrors, the brilliance exploded.

The python was like a **** who was forcibly pressed his head to eat dog food, and slammed his head onto the floor without a struggle.

A huge pothole was knocked out of the floor, and the black python exploded.

The strong wind blew, majestic and fierce, blowing William and Hermione's sideburns hair fluttering back.

William didn't care, he strode forward, turned into a sea eagle, and swept forward suddenly.

The next moment, the Dementor appeared and fell to the ground.

"William!" Hermione exclaimed. "Wand!"

William waved his wand and said loudly, "The wand is flying!"

Three or four wands of unknown material escaped from Hermione's hands and fell into William's hands.

This is a trophy captured when a werewolf was killed in France.

The tips of all wands were savage, igniting Fox's flames.

"Dementor's kiss? Are you the only one who wants to talk to me?"

"You deserve it too!"

William took his wand and stabbed it all into the Dementor's mouth, twisting and stirring.

"Call God Guard!"

More than a dozen red-gold sea eagles stained with flames~lightnovelpub.net~ flew out of the wand, and they slammed into the mouth of the dementor.

The dust has settled.

William walked out of the ruins, shook his robe lightly, and a large amount of dust bounced off.

The crown carrying Voldemort's soul was kicked and rolled forward by him.

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