Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 81 WOMBAT Exam Materials
The killing heart is gradually accumulated, but the eyes turn red in an instant.

When Voldemort completely killed the entire village, and walked out of the village to face the armed men outside, the men with guns did not dare to speak out because of the terrifying aura that surrounded him.

"Lucifer, calm down, Lucifer..."

Angela pulled Voldemort's collar and shouted anxiously—she was afraid that Voldemort would clash with the armed men in front of her, and his benefactor would surely die.

Although the magic is powerful, Angela doesn't think it can face dozens of submachine guns.

Voldemort was silent, his eyes swept across the armed men, and the wand in his right hand was shaking non-stop - he wanted to kill, but the pressure from these people in front of him was too great.

How to disperse them, and then defeat them one by one... Kill the red-eyed Voldemort, regardless of whether he is one of his own.

Goldfinger has always had such disadvantages:
Under the darkest hour, he wants to destroy the world...

At the moment of killing, he wants to kill everything...

Only Lin Zuo is still rational, but he can't use black magic...

"Listen to me, Lucifer, listen to me..."

The girl roared and pulled Voldemort's head vigorously. When Voldemort finally turned to look at her, she was frightened by the murderous intent in those scarlet eyes.

Voldemort looked at her coldly, then slowly raised his wand upside down, pointing the tip of the wand right on the girl's nose.

Angela was so frightened that she cried, but she kept murmuring: "You can kill me, Lucifer, you can, but you can't do this, whoever kills a devil should not become a devil..."

Voldemort knew that he could kill the girl with just one thought, not even a curse.

But the girl's words still touched him...

He who kills the devil should not become a devil, and he who gazes into the deep, the abyss also gazes into you.

He slowly closed his eyes and took another deep breath.

The girl trembled, wondering if there would be a green light falling next.

"Whoo~~~"

Voldemort let out a long breath, opened his eyes again, and the scarlet had disappeared, "Nietzsche, is that right, Angela?"

"What?" Angela, who was still in tears, asked in surprise.

"Whoever fights a monster should be careful not to become a monster," said Voldemort.

"Oh yes, Nietzsche, Nietzsche said it."

Angela finally recovered from her panic, she hugged Voldemort tightly again, and pressed her face against his back, "It's great that you're fine."

Voldemort didn't answer him, but put away his wand and shouted: "Hey, come here and deal with it, take away all the girls in the church, don't worry about the others, just get out."

Bokis had already rushed over, his expression was rather strange, as if hesitating to speak.

"Curious?" Voldemort asked, sitting on the stone at the entrance of the village.

"Yes, of course, if sir doesn't want to say..."

"There's nothing you can't say." Voldemort said, taking out a book from his pocket - the book was obviously bigger than the pocket.

Pokis took the book, and he saw [WOMBAT Exam Information] written on the cover, and under the main title, there was a note: Wizards' Ordinary Magic and Basic Aptitude Test.

"Wizard common magic and basic aptitude test? Sir, I don't understand." Pokis said holding the tome.

"My world, through this book, you can learn a lot. If you eat well enough, you can even take the exam of the Ministry of Magic."

When Voldemort spoke, there was a cold smile on his face—although the moment of killing retreated with Angela's help, there was no malicious backlash from the black magic.

"Lucifer, are you talking about the magic world?" Angela asked.

"The wizarding world, I like to call it that, but it's not wrong to call it the wizarding world."

Voldemort explained, and then looked at Pokiss again, "This is a Christmas present for you. Although I didn't plan to give it on any Christmas day, but... maybe now is a good time."

Bokis was silent, surprise on his slender face, he hadn't gotten over it all yet.

"Can I learn? Lucifer, I like..."

"Don't call me Lucifer, Angela, my name is Voldemort, that's my name." Voldemort said—the two people in front of him had no connection with the wizarding world, and he didn't mind using his real name.

"Voldemort?" Angela smacked her lips and said, "That doesn't sound like a name."

Voldemort shrugged, and looked at Pokis again, he had something to say.

"Sir, I think... maybe... I mean..." He didn't seem to know what he wanted to say.

"If you think the time is not up yet, I can use the Memory Charm to erase your memory, and we are still the same as before." Voldemort said as gently as possible.

This is his most important assistant in the Muggle world, who holds a lot of his wealth, and can even be said to be the bond between himself and the consortium, so he has to treat it seriously.

"No, sir, I am willing to serve you, it's just... my head is still a little messy, I can't figure out many things, and I can think of many things at the same time..."

"Like?" Voldemort asked.

"Like the Dursleys, I wonder if..."

"Harry Potter, he's a wizard, of course, not when you last saw him."

After Voldemort finished speaking, he waved his hands to the soldiers who were walking by - he wanted to take Angela away and resettle him, but Voldemort refused.

"Then Manchester United..."

"I'm a Manchester United fan, it's not about magic, at least for now."

"The Riddle Consortium..."

"My previous surname, because of some special reasons, I hate this surname, so I changed my name to Voldemort."

Voldemort knows everything, because if you want to gain the trust of others, you must first give others trust.

"Then our money...is using magic..."

"No." Voldemort said firmly. "It's just a transaction. Although I used my abilities—not magic—to influence them, it's all real."

Bokis nodded, but there was still some disbelief in his eyes.

"Traces of magic cannot be erased, Pokiss, believe me, I did not use magic to influence that financing." Voldemort said firmly.

"I believe you, sir, but this time..."

"We are robbing, Bokis, using magic is the same as holding a gun, what's the difference?" Voldemort asked suspiciously.

Bokis nodded with a wry smile, there was indeed no difference.

"Can I read this book too, Voldemort?" Angela asked Voldemort.

"No, you have to go home, I will erase your memory, Angela, I don't want more people to know about me." Voldemort said.

Angela pouted, but she had a different idea in her heart.

"Sir, can I enter the wizarding world?" After the initial surprise, Bokis was full of curiosity about the wizarding world.

"No, at least not yet, Porches," said Voldemort. "You can't even do more with the Dursleys, including any of the others."

Bokis looked at Voldemort suspiciously, he didn't understand why.

"It's very complicated. You can think of me as the big villain in the wizarding world. They are catching me everywhere. Of course, there are not many people who dare to look for me. It should be said that there is only one..."

Voldemort briefly described his situation, not much, but enough to make Bokis realize the seriousness of the problem.

In the end, he still gave Pokis the choice, he could forget about it all, and the advantage was that he didn't have to participate in it.

He can also choose to keep and keep these secrets, and the advantage is to become his true confidant in the Muggle world-power and wealth are at his fingertips.

After careful consideration—it took three seconds—Porges decided to become Voldemort's dog.

I, Pierre Purkis' father and Vernon Dursley's best friend, will cease to be a human being from today onwards. I will be Voldemort's loyal dog...he made up his mind.

　Grindelwald: To fight for the greater good and preserve the honor of the wizarding world.Compared with the first generation, the second generation is too far behind, he must change.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)