Hogwarts: The drugged devil, the enemy of wizards

Feeling the serious injuries on his body that were directly penetrated by Grindelwald's curse, he recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye under Romon's potion.

Voldemort also slowly sat up from the operating table with difficulty.

Faced with Romon's complaints and ridicule, Voldemort did not dare to show any anger or dissatisfaction.

He looked around the underground palace with doubtful eyes. This was the first time he was brought here by Luo Meng. However, judging from the magic circles on the surrounding walls, which had a strong isolation effect.

The things hidden here must not be as simple as those potions released from the Palace of Truth outside.

As for Voldemort's curiosity, Romon had no intention of taking precautions at all. With the current opponent, he might be a qualified high-quality leek that can be harvested by the [Dharma Temple], and there might be no problem.

But he said that he wanted to use his strength to threaten himself now.

On the contrary, Luo Meng was quite looking forward to it.

"It can be seen that everyone in the outside world has compared you to a magical person.Even though Merlin is still alive, he still underestimates you too much......."Voldemort stepped off the operating table.

After realizing that Luo Meng had no intention of stopping him, he walked around and looked carefully in the underground palace. The flattering words coming out of his mouth were full of sincerity and determination.

There are many things revealed in the underground palace.

In addition to him and Romon, there are also workbenches here.

At this moment, there are alchemy dolls on these workbench, which are as sophisticated as Oriana, the housekeeper of the Palace of Truth. The aura exuding from these dolls is exactly the same as Romon.

Research on the bodies and blood of some hellish magical creatures is being carried out, or some magic potions and the like are being researched.

From time to time, a workbench would explode on the spot, and then a square isolation barrier would confine the explosion inside.

After all the movement inside disappeared, a burst of light flashed.

Only the scrap metal workbench is left, together with the scrapped alchemy golem, which will disappear and be replaced by a brand new set of alchemy golems and the workbench.

Carrying out original experiments and work.

Voldemort was horrified by this scene and swallowed his saliva.

"Is that a Horcrux? And you actually solved the problem of connecting the damage to the body after the soul weapon is damaged, and......You don't seem to show any signs of weakness due to the split in your soul........."

Voldemort said in horror. However, Romon, who was busy in front of a forging furnace, did not react at all to this.

It wasn't until the latter came over with a curious look on his face that he gave a faint warning.

"If you take a step forward, the cursed power of these hellish lava will be attached to your soul forever. By then, I think you will be able to experience the scorching heat of being put on a barbecue grill 24 hours a day. Pleasure."

Voldemort:"........."

There was a momentary pause in his footsteps.

However, Voldemort still stood four or five meters away from Romon, carefully standing on tiptoes. In this underground palace, he could not even use magic or let his soul fly.

"What are you doing? Could it be that he was planning to build a weapon for himself? Like the Sword of Gryffindor."

Glancing at Voldemort with a curious look on his face, Romon curled his lips and snorted disdainfully.

"arms? As a being who wants to become the supreme being, if he doesn't even have a little confidence in his own body, there is no need for him to ask for anything extravagantly in this life."

Voldemort choked at Romon's words.

In the whole world now, you are probably the only person who is qualified to say such words, right?

Voldemort was speechless. You are awesome. You don't even need to use a wand. Traditional wizards like us are naturally incomparable....

But just when Voldemort was complaining in his heart, the movement of Romon's hand suddenly stopped. The next moment, a hot and oppressive fire suddenly burst out from the furnace in front of him.

"Boom!"

Voldemort was like a balloon that had been blown away by a hurricane. He was embarrassed and in pain. A burning and stinging sensation was felt all over his body and in his whole soul. When he looked up again, he was shocked to find that in Romon's hand , I don’t know when, there turned out to be an extra blue metal hook with a chain wrapped around Romon’s arm at the end. The aura emanating from the hook made Voldemort feel like The Muggles saw the giant dragon and unconsciously crawled to the ground.

At this moment, the smile on Romon's face gradually widened as he stood there.

"Finally finished......With the blood of the devil Satan, everything is much simpler......."

【The Supreme Refined World Catcher】："It can penetrate world barriers and space restrictions, and forcibly capture any target at the other end of the space. The capture cost is related to the target's strength and is indestructible!"

Voldemort has not yet figured out what extraordinary thing Romon has created.

The next moment, he saw that with a wave of Romon's hand, huge changes suddenly began to occur in the entire underground palace..

As the walls moved and the floor moved, the original workbench and alchemy golem disappeared.

They were replaced by metal cages that made Voldemort's body tremble.

The densely packed cages almost completely occupied an area of ​​the underground palace in front of him at this moment. , in addition to leaving a national road between them, there are alchemical runes with strong magical power to suppress fluctuations.

Voldemort couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"~Professor Riddle, haven't you always wanted to know what level my current strength has reached?"

Romon's voice came, and when Voldemort raised his head, he saw the hook in Romon's hand shooting out of the air in an instant, penetrating the space, triggering a burst of space turbulence in the void..The chains wrapped around the arms, (the king's) clattering infinitely.

At the same time, in the other side of the space that Voldemort can't feel at all.

Hell.

A dark and decaying illusion like the center of a nuclear explosion. Among them, a large number of hellish creatures such as demons or resentful spirits were fighting or fighting each other under instinctive tendencies as before.

Suddenly, a bright light like a shooting star suddenly cut through the dusk. The sky was filled with a sense of doom.

Then, a shrill roar came instantly.

That voice was the 54th Demon God Mao Mo, one of Solomon's Seventy-two Pillars of Demon Gods.

"Roar! What the hell is this! ah! Your Majesty, save me! Save me!!!"

The hasty and panic-filled roar had not yet spread.

Then, all the demons who raised their heads were shocked to see that Demon God Mao Mo was actually enveloped by a meteor and flew into the sky in the blink of an eye. then disappeared.....bow..