The Dark Lord's Guide to Employment at Hogwarts

Tom flew silently to the first floor, estimated the location, and raised his wand to the ceiling.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

"boom!"

A big hole was blown in the ceiling!

The two dark wizards screamed and fell down...

"Snapped!"

"Avada eats the big melon!"

"puff!"

A body fell down...

Tom put his wand back into the Invisibility Cloak with a serious look on his face.

Although this sneak attack was sudden, the opponents were all experienced dark wizards. No matter how fast they moved, there was still a time interval between casting spells.

So, he could only kill one of them at most!

After just a brief pause, the other dark wizard Apparated away!

Tom was in a solemn mood, but the dark wizard on the other side was even more shocked.

A little wizard? A little wizard with a hammer!

A wizard who can use the Killing Curse can be a little wizard?

If you knew that the other party would use the Killing Curse, only a fool would just cast an Iron Armor Charm and chase after him!

The Armor Curse cannot withstand the Killing Curse!

"Bang!" The dark wizard who escaped back upstairs punched Morfin on the nose.

"Gaunt! You almost killed me! Is this an eleven-year-old wizard?"

"Ah..." The pain from the broken nose made Morfin howl again. "He...he really is only eleven years old!"

Chapter 178 Hope and Rebirth

"Bastard!" The dark wizard no longer believed Morfin's words.

He threw Morfin to the ground with force, then grabbed Old Tom who was standing next to him and stood in front of him.

At this moment, he just wanted to leave here quickly, even though there were still many places in Riddle Manor that he hadn't looted...

Anyway, they have looted a lot of valuable things, so this trip is not in vain.

He had to leave, because there was a wizard hiding in the dark who could cast a killing curse! He didn't want to die!

When the other dark wizards saw his actions, they immediately used levitation spells to levitate the butler Augustus, who was lying on the ground dying, and the two old men, and placed them in front of them.

Since this wizard is a relative of this Muggle family, as long as these Muggles are caught, he will surely be afraid to use the Killing Curse again.

The other two who hadn't managed to grab a seat used the chairs nearby as shields...

In their opinion, as long as the other party did not dare to use the killing curse, then they would not be afraid even if he hid in the dark.

After all, there are so many people on our side, while the other side seems to have only one person!

"How do we get down?" someone asked.

At this point, they were on the second floor, but the stairs and half the floor had been blown away.

Moreover, because he was carrying hostages, he didn't dare to use the Apparition technique.

Apparition: Wizards actually have flaws when they reveal their form.

Not to mention, he had to Apparate with these unconscious Muggles.

"There's a flower bed down there! We'll take turns keeping watch and jump down!"

"Okay... those on guard should be careful! Those who jump down will have no defense!"

After the wizards finished speaking, half of them stayed on the second floor and used levitation spells to suspend some furniture, ready to throw them out at any time to help their companions resist the Killing Curse.

The other half grabbed the hostage, cast a levitation spell on his clothes, and landed lightly in the flower garden outside.

When they landed, the people on the second floor repeated the same steps and landed in the flower garden as well.

What surprised them was that with such a good opportunity, the wizard hiding in the dark did not attack?

It seems that these Muggles are still very important in the wizard's heart!

Those dark wizards all understood this and held on to the Riddle family tightly, refusing to let go.

I walked out of the flower garden with trepidation and came to the road not far away.

After walking for such a long distance, the other party still hadn't attacked, and these dark wizards couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Just when they began to suspect that the other party had left or was hiding somewhere to ambush them.

Suddenly, they noticed two or three small metal balls rolling out from the side of the road...

"A small silver ball? Why didn't we see it just now..." A wizard wanted to pick it up and take a look.

"Wait! Something's wrong..." another wizard suddenly shouted.

How could such an incongruous thing appear on the road for no reason!

"Puff puff……"

Before they could react, the small balls exploded.

The gas overflowing from inside instantly filled the place!

"Thump, thump..."

In just a short second, the dark wizards fell to the ground unconscious one after another.

Behind a nearby tree, Tom lifted his Invisibility Cloak and walked out.

"The whirlwind swept away..."

A breeze blew away the remaining gas at the scene.

Then Tom came over indifferently.

"Even the elite witch party couldn't resist the drug, do you think you can withstand it?"

Tom glanced at them with disdain, then his gaze fell again on his relatives lying on the ground, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

This disaster was brought upon myself...

If he hadn't offended Morfin, he wouldn't have brought so many cruel dark wizards to attack the Riddle family, and so many people wouldn't have died...

In other words, he was the instigator of this disaster.

When they wake up, I may have to say goodbye to them.

Tom knew very well that after experiencing such a disaster, it would be difficult for anyone to forgive the culprit...

What's more, it's the Riddle family, who are already prejudiced against wizards.

It seems that the changes they have finally made in their views of wizards may completely disappear after tonight.

Is this dream about family affection finally coming to an end?

Tom took a quick look around at the Riddle family.

I found that they were still breathing. Perhaps those dark wizards wanted to keep them alive so that they could tell me where the money was hidden.

Or maybe Morfin wanted to keep them alive and torture them...

In any case, these unfortunate Muggles were lucky enough to save their lives.

Tom sighed and his eyes fell on his father, Old Tom, again.

He slowly squatted down and looked quietly at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked very similar to him but seemed too old.

After a while he pulled a bottle from his pocket and rubbed the foul-smelling ointment under old Tom's nose.

Compared to the others, Old Tom's injuries were probably the lightest. Tom planned to wake him up, and after finishing some finishing work, he would leave the Riddle family...

Old Tom groaned in pain and slowly woke up.

The first thing he saw was Tom squatting in front of him, and then he saw the dark wizards lying in a mess behind him.

"Have you...finished them all?"

"Yes," Tom responded.

"Are...your grandparents still alive?"

"Still alive... I'll send a letter to the Ministry of Magic later, and then someone will send them to St. Mungo's... well, the wizarding hospital, you have to go too. The injuries left on your bodies can't be treated by Muggle doctors... After that... I'll be leaving..."

Old Tom's eyes flickered when he heard that. "You're... leaving? Is that what I meant? Like... never coming back?"

"Yes... I'm never coming back. I think you should know that they came because of me, and those people... you could say they died because of me. I know you won't forgive me... It's impossible for me to stay."

"Are we such fools in your eyes?" Old Tom smiled bitterly, barely holding himself up. "You wizards... always look down on us, thinking that those of us who can't do magic are stupid. But, apart from not having your strange abilities, what's the difference between us and you?"

Tom looked at Old Tom in confusion, not knowing why he said that.

"Although we don't know magic, we are normal people... We are not stupid!" Old Tom said excitedly. "Why do you think that you, who are also victims, are guilty? Do you think that when disaster strikes, we will be the kind of fools who blame our relatives who are also victims? Don't you think this is unfair?"

Tom frowned. "But, I..."

"You're really sorry and blame yourself, aren't you?" Old Tom said with a wry smile. "I felt the same way when I first escaped, and this thought has persisted for many years... I regret it, I blame myself... I regret drinking the glass of water your mother handed me, and I blame myself for losing the courage to place my hopes on your father... But I'm also a victim... What did I do wrong? I..."

Tom sighed, "Let's talk about these things later. You need to rest... and they also need treatment."

Old Tom gasped and stood up with difficulty with the help of Tom.

The reason why he was so tough tonight was that after being tortured by Morfin, the emotions that had been suppressed for so many years burst out.

Fear and repression reach their extreme, which is anger...

Old Tom took a deep breath and said, "Son... I want to say..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he pushed Tom in front of him aside!

Tom just felt very confused.

However, when he regained his balance and wanted to question Old Tom, he saw a cloud of blood mist bursting out from Old Tom's body!

Tom stared with wide eyes as he watched Old Tom slowly fall down...

At this moment, by the broken window on the second floor, Morfin Gaunt was holding his wand with his only remaining left hand, leaning against the broken window and laughing crazily.

Tom clenched his wand tightly, and a huge emotion, which was hard to tell whether it was anger or sadness, suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart!

"Go to hell!"

Tom swung his wand violently in Morfin's direction. This time, he didn't even say a spell...

"Sa!"

The wand cut through the air, making a sharp crack.

Then a faint black ripple flew out from the tip of the wand and disappeared in an instant!

"bump!"

On the windowsill, Morfin Gaunt's laughter suddenly died away.

Then, a huge crack slowly appeared on the windowsill next to him...

At the same time, a red line appeared on Mofen's neck...

The next second, the head fell to the ground... accompanied by a huge roar as half of the window sill was cut off...

This is the most powerful spell Tom has cast since he learned the Shadowless Spell!

However, this time the powerful spell rarely attracted Tom's attention.

He ignored the situation over there, slowly turned his head and looked at Old Tom lying on the ground.

Perhaps because Morfin was too badly injured, the splitting spell did not exert its full power this time.

That's why Old Tom didn't die on the spot.

However, Old Tom was not in much better condition at this time.