I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Voldemort's face was black, and he was a little unsure of what Lynn said.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean by me?" Lynn waved his hand, and he glanced at the wizards who surrounded him, squinting his eyes.

"If you want to do it, hurry up. If you grab me back and pour Veritaserum into my mouth, maybe I will really tell the truth."

Seeing him this way, Voldemort's eyes could no longer maintain the same calmness as before.

Since he regained consciousness these days, he has been receiving all kinds of bad news.

Although his main soul did not completely die out, it disappeared inexplicably.

Whether it's the Death Eaters who are loyal to him, or those who focus on profit, the dead are dead, the caught are caught.

He had worked so hard to nurture the power for more than ten years before, and it was almost completely disintegrated.

Although it has reached a cooperation with the Moldy Country Magic Congress, the other party's attitude of contempt for him has not put him in a truly equal position, who has become a lonely family.

Until now, Voldemort finally couldn't restrain his anger, and ordered the wizards on the island.

"catch him!"

Upon hearing Voldemort's order, the wizards of the Magic Congress of Moldy Country did not move at all.

Instead, after another leader, the mold country wizard nodded and re-ordered, hundreds of wizards on the island began to wave their wands at Lynn.

"Fainted."

"All petrochemicals."

Countless spells shining with dazzling light shot out towards Lynn.

Lynn hasn't even pulled out his wand until now, at the moment when the wizards chanted the spell.

【Scepter】Suddenly emerged from his body, swimming around him like a snake.

Then a towering iron wall surrounded Lynn in the middle and suddenly rose up, firmly protecting him.

The more he mastered [Scepter], the more Lynn could realize the true magical effect of Transfiguration.

Compared with the directness and violence of black magic, although Transfiguration does not have such a strong visual impact and direct effect in its manifestation, it is definitely a kind of magic with an infinitely high upper limit.

Buttons can turn into beetles, which turn dead things into living things.

Rats can become snuff boxes, which means that living things become dead.

The conversion between the dead and the dead is compared with the former two, although there is no such power to endow and plunder life.

But in the hands of a sophisticated transformation master, the use of transformation art can completely resemble a creation out of thin air.

Even if there is only dust on the ground, they can use these to create everything they want.

And the scepter left by the four founders of Hogwarts has extremely strong adaptability in transformation.

Lin En's own transfiguration skills hadn't reached the pinnacle level originally.

But relying on the scepter, he could not be inferior to any transformation master in the entire magical world.

The iron arm that the scepter turns into is like a fortress, which generally protects him firmly, but the spells of the wizards cannot pass through the obstacles, and there is no way to affect it.

"Apparition! Go in! Go straight in and catch him!"

Voldemort ordered in a cold voice.

His thinking changed quickly, and he immediately figured out a way to crack Linn to protect himself.

The wizards of the Magic Congress of Moldy Country soon adopted his method.

Dozens of wizards used Mirage to move, spatially shifting to the position where Linn just stood.

But of course Lynn had expected this result long ago.

When countless wizards appeared around him, he waved his wand in his hand and shouted the unforgivable curse toward the ground.

"Avadasuo fate (triple increase)!"

When these dozen or so American wizards broke into his fortress and had not yet stood firm, the dark green brilliance exploded in this enclosed space.

The green streamer spread rapidly around it like running water, and the wizard who had just revealed his appearance was like cutting wheat, being mercilessly deprived of his soul, and the corpse fell to the ground feebly.

Outside, his black magic diffusion skills cannot cover the entire island.

Even if it is forcibly covered, the black magic of the triple increase still cannot have any effect on these wizards.

But in the fortress formed by the scepter, the space is not too small, but it is enough to maximize the power of Lynn to spread the black magic.

There is no way for the wizards outside to influence him with spells, but if the wizards use Phantom Migration to teleport in, they will undoubtedly die.

After just teleporting in dozens of wizards at one time, I never heard anything from inside.

The leaders who are truly responsible for the management of hundreds of American wizards here have noticed that something is wrong.

Only then did he recall Lynn's information.

That unique magic diffusion technique made him feel like a fish in the water in the narrow space of the fortress.

So he stopped immediately, and the next group of American wizards who wanted to send in ordered them to stand still.

Seeing them stop, Voldemort couldn't bear it.

"He's only one person, he's still a boy who hasn't even grown up! You have hundreds of elite wizards here, why don't you continue to attack? So many people can consume him even if it is hard to use."

The commander looked at him coldly. The disdain in his eyes did not hide.

"The life of the wizard of the mold country is precious. We want to catch him, but our people must not have mass casualties. These elites must also protect their country. If Mr. Voldemort, do you have any ideas, compare it to the powerful You must be easier to do than my men."

Voldemort was suffocated by his attitude, but he couldn't help it.

The cooperation he reached with the Magic Congress of the United States was not equal at all.

Even though he is superb, UU reading www. uukanshu. com alone can stop the entire British magic world from crying by personal notoriety.

However, one cannot rely on a single person to fight against an entire magical government, not to mention the Magical Congress of the Moldy Country, a magical government that is much stronger than the British Ministry of Magic.

Even if he harmed the British magical world at his peak, he did not rely on himself, but gathered a large number of believers with pure-blooded ideas to create such a big momentum.

And now his true identity is not the Dark Lord of the heyday, but just a remnant of the Horcrux of Voldemort.

So he has no capital at all to order the wizards of the mold country to do anything for him.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Voldemort suppressed his anger and looked at the commander of the mold country wizard coldly.

The commander stared at the steel fortress that Lynn had used his scepter to transform, and said lightly.

"We can't get in right now, but he doesn't even want to run. The anti-phantom shifting magic on this island is the most advanced in the entire magical world. Just block him here, and it will consume him to death."