Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

"What did you say?!..." The sixth-grade prefect looked at the third-grade prefect and his entourage who began to tremble after they came back with disgust.

There was some disdain from the other Slytherins.

Fifth-year Vayne Nora Zwingli looked down at the third-year prefect arrogantly: "You look like this, do you have any pride and glory of Slytherin? I'm totally embarrassed by you! Let me reflect on it." !”

"He...he is a monster!!! A monster!!!..." The third-grade prefect, Edlis Hakas, looked frightened and trembled all over.

He roared loudly, as if this could make him no longer afraid.

But it couldn't be done.

The other prefects were a little surprised and shocked.

What happened? !

Fourth-year Evra Crevesi frowned as well.

It seems that I vaguely saw a green light flashing over there before...

Could it be Avada Kedavra?

Recalling the scene when he and Ron were fighting.

It's impossible...how could it be so bright?It should be...signal magic, right?

"His Avada Kedavra! The green light shot into the sky! It was hundreds of meters long! Felik... He didn't know where he was hit in an instant!!!" The third-year prefect and his entourage described themselves in horror. knowledge.

"How is it possible..." The second-year prefect's expression became confused. He seemed to have vaguely seen some green light just now...

But how is that possible...

Even Lord Voldemort...

Well……

Lord Voldemort might really be able to do it. After all, he is... the greatest wizard in the world...

In the eyes of this Slytherin boy, Voldemort is omnipotent.

Although they all thought it was impossible, most of them seemed to have seen and felt some green light flashing just now.

There is also some uncertainty in my heart about whether my denial is accurate.

They whispered to each other.

"It's very simple to know whether he is lying... Edliss, you have lost the courage to fight against the stupid, cowardly, reckless, impulsive, idiotic Gryffindor. I declare... to seize your first The rights of the commander of the second legion!" The sixth-grade prefect said coldly, and then roared loudly: "Second legion! I am the supreme commander... Romantic, I order you! Go ahead at full speed! Chase down the man in white armor. Creatures! Those who complete the task can become... warriors! Get great glory!"

Under the influence of Romantic's loud voice, the sound traveled dozens of miles.

When the Muggle soldiers of the Second Legion heard his words, they instantly felt as if they had been given a shot of blood. They roared crazily and were full of motivation.

After Romantic released the group acceleration magic, the speed increased dozens of times.

……

Harry Potter looked very uncomfortable looking at Ron Weasley who was hugging him in fear.

He didn't know what to do, didn't know how to help.

I could only watch as Ron Weasley slowly fell to his knees.

Painful self-doubt.

After waiting for a while, Charlie took a deep breath and continued calmly: "Ron, Ron... let's go... you said... they will come after them..."

Ron Weasley seemed like a stone sculpture, showing no reaction.

Charlie hesitated for a moment, and then sighed.

He wouldn't leave Ron Weasley alone.

Because...he is the older brother.

Even though this brother has become very strange.

He will also protect his younger brother.

Because this is his relative.

He could only keep calling.

"Ron... Ron!!! Wake up!!!..." He didn't dare to get too close because reason told him.

Sometimes, people fall into a crazy state where their magic is out of control.He will involuntarily do something that hurts the people around him and those close to him.Doing something that makes others and yourself regretful.

He could only look at Ron Weasley's current situation rationally.

But compared to him, Hermione felt...

"Okay...it's amazing..."

She was a little surprised, but also looked at the boy of the same grade in front of her with a little admiration, who was wrapped in a carapace.

"Troll, how did you do that?! How can I be as powerful as you?!" Hermione felt some admiration, but also some envy and expectation.

She subconsciously shouted out the casual voice she used when she was very close to Ron Weasley.

Ron Weasley seemed to hear something very surprising.

He turned his head and stared at her as if he wanted to kill someone.

"What...what did you say?!..." The voice was cold and crazy.

Harry Potter and Charlie reacted and immediately covered Hermione's mouth.

"Sorry, I didn't say anything..." Harry Potter said nervously.

Charlie smiled gently: "Ron, let's go, let's get out of here..."

Ron Weasley's mouth was twitching, as if he wanted to laugh, but also seemed to want to be angry.

"Sorry...I'm not...not angry..." Then he looked at Hermione with a smile: "How did I do it?...Tsk...let me think about it...well...you have to stay angry... ...Then...use Avada Kedavra...to kill more creatures, starting with the easiest one?...Honey, look...what is that? A goblin...you should be able to do it Right?" Ron Weasley's expression was strange, his voice was low, and it seemed to be filled with magic.

Harry Potter called him a little shocked, and then a little nervous: "Hermione, don't listen to him! He is not Ron! Don't become like him..."

Hermione looked at Harry Potter who was looking at her anxiously, and then at Ron Weasley who looked very abnormal.

Thinking of the terrible look just now.

Her inner ambition and conscience are intertwined...

At last……

Her expression was cold: "Harry..." She said calmly: "Get out of the way..."

Harry Potter blocked Hermione: "No!!! You can't do this! You can't become like him!"

"Why?!" Hermione asked doubtfully: "Whyno?"

Harry Potter suddenly became silent. He didn't know what to say.

But he was a little anxious, and he stumbled and said: "You, think about it. If, if, we, you, for the sake of power, no longer look like you and become another person... then... wouldn't it be scary? ?..."

Hermione listened with a thoughtful expression on her face.

After a moment of silence, she said: "That makes sense..."

Harry Potter breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment.

"Avada Kedavra!" A delicate voice sounded.

With a wave of the wand.

A small green light flashed out, which was like a drop in the bucket compared to Ron Weasley's, and was small and slow.

It hit the goblin jumping around.

The goblin howled.

The girl roared crazily: "Die!!!..." The magic power was output.

Finally the green light dissipated.

The connection ends.

The goblin fell to the ground, dead.

Almost a few seconds later, he was pulled into the ground by the roots of the magic tree.

Harry Potter stared blankly at the girl with a ferocious expression.

Hermione took a deep breath: "Harry Potter..." She calmed her expression and breathing: "In this world... only strength... will make people respect you!... We must become strong, otherwise, even if he is helping us ...We will also be despised by others!" She was silent for a while, then showed a gentle smile: "Nice to meet you, kind sheep."

There was pity in his tone and some sarcasm.

Harry Potter slowly sat back and sat on the ground.

All three perspectives have been greatly impacted.

In his opinion.

Ron Weasley used Avada Kedavra to kill the evil werewolf, Fenrir Greyback.

And then it gets weirder and weirder and crazier.

Hermione, on the other hand, used Avada Kedavra in order to become stronger.

His heart was shocked.

But at this time, he suddenly remembered Ron's words.

In the prefects' lounge, he cried bitterly and said: "Harry, you must stay kind...don't be like me...don't...follow me..."

His heart was tangled and struggling.

What should I do...? ! …

Also at this time.

Ron Weasley screamed, slapping the cuticles on his head.

"Harry...Harry..." he murmured frantically.

Harry Potter was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shouted: "I...I'm here..."

Ron Weasley murmured: "Harry... you must... stay kind... and don't... follow us..." He kept panting, and it seemed that he was breathing extremely hard.

Feeling a little dizzy.

Moving forward and hitting the ground with his face, he stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed Harry Potter from the void: "Never...don't...use...black magic..."

He cried bitterly and groaned: "Even without... black magic... you can become powerful... or... we should have... taken that path..."

It was as if countless people were grabbing Ron Weasley, punching and kicking him.

Harry Potter looked at Ron Weasley struggling and tumbling in confusion.

What on earth are you talking about? !

what do I do? !

Hermione next to her was laughing wildly.

She seemed to find that her strength was increasing...

Maybe this is just psychological...

But she was very happy...