Harry Potter: Hello the Dark Lord

Suddenly, a familiar gloomy voice came from behind Priest Clown.

"Nightmare!? It's you! You are the blasphemer who sneaked into the altar!?"

"It seems that you have found out, but it is a pity that you have not confirmed my identity!" Padrik was wearing a long robe with his hands in his sleeves, like a portrayal of the Northeast masters in winter, with a gloomy and lazy expression. With a half-dream and half-awake voice, Padrik in front of him doesn't look like a spy at all:

"Let's talk again when we have time. How did you find out that there is... It should be called a spy, anyway, that's what Muggles call it! How did you find out?"

The clown priest was a little afraid of Padraic at this time, his eyes rolled, and he asked softly, "Can you let me live?"

Patrick shrugged, and yawned sleepily: "Well... I can give you a chance to live, and it's up to you to grasp it! After all, I can't kill you, but 'Death Eye' It is forbidden for priests to kill each other, we are all brothers who have had a 'blood alliance'!"

"Okay, let me say!" Although the clown priest didn't believe Padraic's words, he had no choice at this time, and his strong desire to survive made him admit defeat at this moment: "The corrupt bishop is in Kansukolo The church encountered the 'Knights of the Round Table', and it stands to reason that Kansukelo cannot be exposed, and the corrupt bishop firmly believes that the Welfare family will not leak the news of the meeting, so there is only one last possibility..."

"Oh, so it's because of this incident~ I was negligent!" Padrik said without showing any emotion on his face: "I'll ask you one last question..."

"Don't go too far!"

"I promise, this is the last question! Trust me, what else would you do?"

"You! You ask!"

"A few months ago, I had a question, why the 'Ability God' did not hesitate to expose himself and let the 'Death Eye' kill that child to sacrifice his soul! The oracle is up to you to interpret, I think you are the closest People of the truth!"

"This..." The clown priest was a little hesitant, and Padraic was not in a hurry. He was still half asleep, with no emotion on his face, only endless gloom. Squeeze out a few words: "The power of the god of death..."

"make it clear."

The clown priest gave Patrick a blank look: "I don't know the specifics, it seems that this child has inherited part of the Lord God's 'power of death' for some reason, and this power will become a hindrance to the Lord God, so..."

"Interesting! Is it the 'seed' of 'death'? It really is an interesting little guy!" Patrick rarely showed a smile on his face.

Patrick looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so he turned and walked into the shadow of the bushes.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the clown priest hurriedly asked: "You said you would give me a way out!"

"I heard that you like to play games, so let's play a game, 'ghost catching people' you come to be a 'ghost', there are three people you want to catch, one of them is the host of the last 'key', and One is that little guy you've been wanting to kill.

The game starts fifteen minutes later. The range is the abandoned shooting range. The time limit is 30 minutes. If you successfully catch them, their life and death will be up to you. I will let you go too. Of course, the game must have the balance of the game, your ability will be weakened partly, so I won’t tell you the specifics, let’s experience it yourself.

After all, as a 'ghost', you are the dominant side. "

Patrick had already left, but his voice came from deep in the woods.

Listening to Patrick's explanation, the clown's oil-painted face showed a ferocious expression. Under the expression, there were one point of anger, one point of confusion, three points of surprise, and five points of fear.

Fifteen minutes later, the clown finally found the exit of the woods, and what he saw was the abandoned shooting range.

Looking at the gap in the barbed wire grid not far away, the clown cautiously slipped through.

The moment the clown entered the shooting range, Patrick's voice sounded throughout the shooting range

"The game starts, the first stage, 30 minutes long."

As soon as the words fell, the clown suddenly felt weak, and he couldn't help but staggered a few steps. At this moment, Padrik's voice echoed in the clown's mind: "Suppress the magic power level to 'magic power level five', disable remote, Binding, large-scale and destructive magic, you can only use auxiliary magic to strengthen yourself, and you can only use physical ability to capture the target within the game time limit."

"Damn it!" The clown cursed secretly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and then he became firm.

The clown forced himself to calm down, and then began to search the entire abandoned shooting range.

In any case, catching those three targets would be his last hope to save his life.

Although he knew that Padraic would not let him go easily, he also knew that Padraic was destined to be unable to deal with him because of the contractual restrictions of the "Blood Alliance", and any form of detriment to him would trigger the backlash of the "Blood Alliance". If Patrick wants to kill him, there is only one way to kill him with a knife.

At this time, the clown priest didn't dare to waste a little time, he was really afraid that Padraic's companions would come, as long as Padraic's companions came, there would be no need for Padraic to do anything, Padraic could use a knife to kill people, let Tell yourself here.

But it can only be said that the clown priest thought too much, and Padrik never thought of calling his companions to kill the clown priest. Although in Padrik's eyes, the clown must die today, there is no need for anti-aircraft guns to shoot mosquitoes, making a fuss .

He is not worthy of the clown sacrifice.

"Hey, colorful one-armed little scorpion! What are you looking for? Are you looking for me?"

An extremely flat voice sounded behind the clown, and the clown suddenly turned around, and saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old Asian black-haired boy looking at him with a faint smile on his face.

The clown priest was first surprised when the boy in front of him came behind him? The second thing that surprised him was the courage of the kid in front of him.

"You are the young master of Fuli's family, hehehe~ I finally found you!! Lord God is very interested in your soul!" The clown laughed and went crazy.

Qin Weijie licked his lips with a look of disgust, and then, under the blessing of the God's Walking Talisman, his feet moved in front of the clown in an instant. The clown did not expect Qin Weijie to be so fast.

Before he could react in the future, Qin Weijie made a tactic with both hands, and the "Soul-Sealing Curse" hit the clown's soul directly, and the clown was caught in the attack instantly without any defense.

But fortunately, the clown's mental strength is much stronger, and Qin Weijie's soul-sealing curse can only make him temporarily stunned for a few seconds at most.

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