Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

Watching night fall, Ron Weasley paused his tree-felling spell.

Throw the slowly falling tree into the package.

Four people stand together.

In front of him appeared Voldemort wearing ordinary wizard robes.

This is definitely not Voldemort's true form.

He showed a cold smile: "Everyone...please..."

Looking at his pale palms and exposed skin, Ron Weasley's pupils tightened.

There are many eyeballs densely packed on the palm.

And still active.

A feeling of vomiting spread from your stomach throughout your body.

Seeing those eyes looking at him, Ron Weasley's face froze.

"What is this? Is it necessary?..." Ron Weasley murmured in a low voice with an expression of disgust.

Voldemort looked at Ron Weasley, whose expression was filled with disgust, and showed an angry expression: "Are you disgusted?! Damn idiot! This is... great power! You can't understand... how great this is Transformation..."

The dense eyes on his arms were staring at Ron Weasley.

Even the eyes on his face kept opening.

Look at that face full of eyes.

Ron Weasley couldn't bear the nausea and vomited in disgust, as if he had seen something extremely disgusting.

The feeling coming from the sight is heart-breaking.

"I don't see what's so great about this." Ron Weasley said disgustedly: "But please don't open your disgusting eyes at us. This troubles me very much."

Hermione looked very panicked, and she reminded softly: "This situation should be related to the transformation of wizards recorded in some relatively ancient books, which allows wizards to have more eyesight and learn some knowledge quickly." She said. Pulled Ron, who looked disgusted.

Although she was also very reckless, she still did not dare to make mistakes in front of Voldemort, nor did she dare to let others make mistakes.

Voldemort snorted coldly and closed all his eyes.

He likes to see others frightened and is afraid to speak.But he hates being put down by others.

The wizards who transformed him all told how great and glorious the transformation was, and how it was a reward for his hard work and contribution.

The same is true for the body.

"Go back to school, don't let me see you again!" Voldemort said coldly.

A portkey appears.

Without thinking, Ron Weasley pulled them and reached for the portkey.

It felt like a very huge whirlpool. They held hands and felt that their stomachs were hooked by strange things, which was very uncomfortable. After landing, they were still kneeling with pale faces and retching.

Looking at the empty lounge, Ron Weasley had a strange expression.

The first time he landed in this place and space, he felt as if something had disappeared from his body.

There is nothing else strange inside, it just feels empty.

It's just this emptiness that brings back his rationality.

Look at the crowd around you.

Still in this cold and empty place.

It was as if the 10 days of trials they had just experienced had not happened.

It's like they were here just now and are still here now.

There was no change in the environment. In fact, they had just entered the time transition period a few seconds ago, and it was only a few seconds before they came back.

Everyone felt a little uncomfortable on the ground. Although some people may have gotten used to it after experiencing it hundreds of times, they still felt vaguely uncomfortable.

"Lord Voldemort...he...he killed Felik!!! Killed our noble pure-blood wizard!" The third-year prefect, Edlis Hakas, roared crazily.

During a small meeting at the trial venue before, he also wanted to mention this matter, but it was just because the atmosphere at that time was too depressing, and everyone was filled with unwillingness and helplessness deep in their hearts.In the end, he didn't say anything.Voldemort had already left.

Now that he is back here, he said this for the first time.

At this moment, Ron Weasley felt his heart go cold.

Recalling what happened that day.

He did kill.

Those killed were offshoots of the pure-blood nobles.

The Burke family.

bogin bok.

For a moment, the fear of being snitched enveloped my heart.

Ron Weasley gritted his teeth and felt cold all over his body.

A heart keeps sinking, sinking into the bottomless abyss, falling into the void.

He didn't know what would happen to Voldemort.

Ron Weasley found that at that time, it was as if he was... completely unaware of fear.

He regretted it, very much.

No matter what, the consequences of killing a classmate, even a senior student, would be very troublesome.

Voldemort's eyes looked over: "Oh?~" He seemed to really not know.

This brought greater pressure and extreme fear to Ron Weasley.

The two people behind Ron Weasley also became nervous.

They looked at the silent Ron in front of them with a little surprise.

For a moment, I didn't know why he was silent.

He seemed fearless before.

It seemed that Ron's previous behavior made them think that Ron was not the kind of timid and fearful person.

In fact, Ron hadn't reacted yet. It was as if he had been having a sweet dream for a while, suddenly woke up, and then found that the dream within the dream turned into a nightmare. There was a huge gap.

Before you raise your courage, it's like driving a car without stepping on the accelerator.

Harry Potter stood up suddenly.

"Oh? Really? There are fifteen of them from grades two to six, and they are together almost all the time. Wow... one person died... why?" He looked at the person in front of him with cold eyes.

After experiencing some brutal killings, he didn't think that killing one person was nothing.The only problem is that the dead person belongs to his companions and one of his own.Of course, for the two of them, what counts as one of their own needs to be redefined.

After all, Hogwarts is now dominated by Slytherin. They have been very fond of targeting Gryffindor since thousands of years, and Gryffindor has been tortured by them in recent years.

He sensed Ron Weasley's nervousness and panic.

As a friend, you need to find ways to stand up for your friends.

Even though it seems like there will definitely be a problem this time.

Ron Weasley was a little stunned.

Looking at the boy standing bravely and fearlessly in front of him, he felt sincerely reassured.

There was a fire burning deep in my heart again.

brave.

He raised his head and looked at Voldemort's thinking eyes and the various expressions of the Slytherins around him that were too complicated to describe.

"Yeah...Wao..." Ron Weasley stepped forward and stood side by side with Harry Potter.

He showed a smile: "I don't deny that I killed him, but Lord Voldemort. If people don't seek death... they won't die like this... I dare to share my memories... Do you... dare?" There was a smile in the corners of his eyes. Intention, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

With laughter, but also with sarcasm.

He looked at the crowd in front of him with cold eyes.

In fact, at this time, my heart was constantly going deep into the abyss.

No matter how he explains it or tells it, the current situation is.

Killing one of your own is a very serious matter.

Such a thing made him overwhelmed.

The impact was huge and bad, and he didn't know what kind of fate he would face.