Chapter 1024: Call me Voldemort (sincerely thank Bai Yangda, the silver leader)

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Allen had just put away the scarves that belonged to the Gryffindor color scheme, and felt the badge on his neck was hot. Allen held down the Auror badge worn temporarily to facilitate the contact with Auror tonight, and listened intently. After hearing the news, he looked up when he raised his head again: "Just now the Auror has heard the statistics of casualties ... Aside from our wizards, and those who have been injured but have been cured, tonight in the Xiaohuijin District ... Seven Muggles were unfortunately killed. "

Harry stared angrily at Voldemort. He felt that his raging anger was licking his internal organs and burning in a terrible hole. Although Voldemort did not hear Allen ’s report here, but after he gazed a little at Harry He got the message, and he smiled with interest at Harry, a boy of high school age, with an interest.

Dumbledore continued to keep his silence and did not speak. He pressed his forehead somewhat tiredly. The street lights in the park shone on his gray eyebrows, beard, and deep wrinkles, making him look It seemed to be a silent statue.

"The Ministry of Magic will arrange these misfortunes as accidents. The Ministry of Magic will allocate one gold gallon to the successful pound as compensation, and give the relatives of the dead Muggles as compensation for the Muggles' acceptable reasons." Allen Noting that Harry ’s expression added, “I personally will also provide some financial compensation for these unfortunate families ...”

"If it weren't for transferring me, they wouldn't just lose their lives like this." Harry's voice was trembling, and he suddenly thought of a possibility-he shivered palely, opened his mouth directly, and asked in a hoarse voice. , "Alan ... among the dead, are there people we knew before?"

Alan, who had never been worried about this issue, suddenly understood what Harry meant. Many of them were their classmates or teachers when they were at Muggle school near Privet Drive. At that time, because of Dudley's relationship, many of those classmates regarded Harry as a strange person, and did not regard them as friends, but now Harry is worried that some of them will die because of him ...

"Sorry Harry, information about the specific death, we have to wait for further information." Allen was asked by Harry's question for a moment, he paused and kept his tone calm, with some demeanor. Continue to say, "If there is any misfortune ... I will tell you the first time."

Harry sighed deeply, looking at the tip of his shoe.

At this time, a bald middle-aged witch ran breathlessly in front of Allen, and said to Allen with a little excitement: "Mr. Harris, the live broadcast equipment has been placed properly to ensure stability from magic."

The wizard did not dare to look at Voldemort's direction. After he nodded to Allen, he quickly ran back silently. As a media person—although he is very afraid of the Dark Lord, he thought that he could participate in a live broadcast and record a documentary of such a top-level wizarding match, and he was very hot.

"Allen, avenge us for him!" Harry clenched his fists and regretted that he was too lazy in school and did not practice the spells to gain more strength.

"Harry, don't let hate engulf your nature ..." Silent Dumbledore finally spoke, and he put his hand back on Harry's shoulder, "Also, Allen ... although I personally think you shouldn't be like this Adventure, the British wizarding world needs you ... I noticed that Tom ’s breath and mental state are not right, you better be careful. "

"Albus, take Harry farther away. If you can, please help protect the staff on the spot. Without Auror's help, I have little confidence in the shields they made." Allen nodded to Dumbledore. Head, and then turned back to Voldemort, bowed slightly in front of him and pointed in the direction of the live broadcast station, "Mr. Riddle, the TV staff told me that the live broadcast is ready, please ask if you are here Need to prepare? If there are any other reasonable requests, I will try to make them as convenient as possible. "

It is said that Voldemort's two pupils are two slit red eyes that appear brighter in the dark, and his long and strange fingers slowly stretch out into the whole black or even some simple black robe, and draw out from a deep pocket With a wand, slender and pale hands gently stroked the wand from the head again, his bright red eyes finally settled on Allen, and made a cold and sharp sound effect: "So, the boy of the Harris family, tell me ... Has the live broadcast already begun? "

"If you are ready here ..." Allen replied, "We will start before we enter the field. The TV station has inserted this message when it was set up. Now I think there are basically families of sorcerer TVs ... Wizards are all Waiting to watch our duel ... "

"Very good ..." Voldemort's lips twisted into an unwilling smile, "Harris, I will kill you in front of all the wizards, pierce your shameless lies ..."

At this time, a large area has been cleared out in this small park, the facilities for children have disappeared, and the street lights have been temporarily moved to other locations by magic. They have various live transfer instruments in the distance. Hanging up, shooting the situation in the field from various angles, and Dumbledore just personally added a few super armor shields for them.

This situation, which looks like a lot of people's attention, makes the air feel a little tense.

Two wizards dressed in gorgeous and simple black robe at the same time appeared very close to the ground in the middle of the park. They were about a dozen yards away. They could appear so close to each other so precisely as if they were Fully know where the other party will choose to start in general.

"Aha, young Harris ..." Voldemort cried, his voice echoing in the sky above the park. "So, how do we start now ..."

"As we agreed." Alan nodded and replied, searching for the spell he had learned in his brain. He didn't want the battle to end too quickly.

"You mean the two of us ..." Voldemort wrinkled his frown muscles without eyebrows, and said with a louder voice than usual, the words said roundly, "The duel until one side falls?" Say this, Voldemort Laughing, Allen knew that the other party was using magic power enough to make the cultivation base not enough for the wizard to start to fear.

"Alas, Tom ... let's less routine and more sincere." Allen sighed and pointed to his brain. "You know that this trick is not good for me last year, why use it?".

"Call me Voldemort!" Voldemort strongly suppressed his anger about the routine and sincerity. He sullenly smirked. "Boy, you haven't answered my question. How did we start this duel?"

"Okay Tom ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I look forward to us starting soon ..." Allen said and asked seriously before he broke out and smiled. "Mr. Riddle, how about following the British tradition?"

"Hum ..." Voldemort's cold, sharp voice was played out simultaneously, his angry cheeks were paler than the skull, his two big eyes were more red, like two thin slits on the snake-like flat nose His nostrils exhaled one by one, "It's best that way, let me teach you this tradition of wizarding, this rude guy."

The two sides said nothing more. Alan and Voldemort accompanied the black mist of their lower bodies, turned around in the air to face each other, and bowed. They have all done so well that even the most demanding etiquette experts cannot find fault with their bow angles.

But, Voldemort ’s lips were twisted, and his red eyes showed a cruel look indiscriminately; Alan ’s eyes narrowed and his mouth smiled, but the disdain and ridicule revealed by the expression made the opposite Voldemort ’s expression even more untidy. .

Then Voldemort lifted his wand on his chest like an arrow, and Allen took out his own great arcanist wand that Luna had made in the past.

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