Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

"This is a fine wand. The material is yew, and its core is the nerve of a rune snake."

"He who masters it must either fear death or surrender to death."

"But without exception, wizards who master wands made of this material are usually powerful dark wizards."

"Mr. Kelid, you have to make good use of it. Since the wand chooses the wizard, it has its own reason."

The complex expression contained in Ollivander's silver-white eyes seemed to be right in front of him.

Lothar leaned against the wall, playing with the new wand in her hand.

The wand was twelve and three-quarter inches long, and was purple in color except for the part held in the hand which was brown.

And there are some dense patterns on the wand.

Looks fancy

But Lothar knew that these patterns were some special language, which carried some magical magic.

This is similar to the formation patterns that we need to learn in the Alchemy Formation.

Unlike other wands, Lothar felt like it was part of his body when he held it.

There will be a smooth and refreshing impulse flowing through the body.

He pointed the wand at himself and lifted the illusion spell on himself.

Dumbledore went to make arrangements for tonight.

He was left alone to wander in the empty corridor.

But Lothar knew that Dumbledore would not leave him here for no reason.

This must have some deep meaning.

And Lothar also had some guesses in her mind.

After all, it was already obvious. Who would believe that the corridor where people usually come and go would be so empty.

Only if Dumbledore cast a powerful confusion spell on this corridor, so that the wizards walking from here were confused and left, would this place appear so "silent"

In this regard, Lothar could only play with the new wand he bought not long ago, leaning against the wall and waiting for some people who would arrive next.

"Ron, hurry up, it's going to be late. Hermione is probably waiting impatiently."

"God, I already know, Harry, you have said these words back and forth several times."

"Then are you going to bear Hermione's wrath?"

"Well, let's hurry up. It's not good to make people wait."

Faced with Harry's rhetorical question, Ron had an awkward smile on his face.

He really didn't want to bear the wrath of that little witch.

After all, it would kill someone.

Ron thought in a broken heart, and the pace accelerated a lot again.

Even Harry was getting anxious

Hermione had gone to other places ahead of time, causing their time to be completely staggered.

But Hermione had left them a message.

He said that he must arrive at the auditorium before seven o'clock.

After all, today's party starts at 07:30.

But

There was a trace of embarrassment in Harry's eyes.

Ron was not convinced that he would lose to him in wizard chess, so he pulled him to play two more games.

And this also means that if they don't hurry up, they will really arrive at the auditorium later than seven o'clock.

At that time, the two of them may have to face an angry little lioness.

Well, that doesn't feel good.

But as they walked, Harry and Ron felt something was wrong.

Why is this usually bustling corridor so quiet?

The vigilance brought about by many life and death crises made Harry and Ron pull out their wands.

Of course, Ron's wand is a new one, and he has been loving it for a long time.

The two looked around warily, and soon saw Lothar leaning against the wall on the other side of the corridor.

Lothar held a purple wand in her hand and was looking at the two of them with a smile.

He knew that Dumbledore's intention was to get him to solve one last problem before enrolling.

That was Harry's malice or suspicion towards him.

Lothar once made Harry mistakenly think that he was the Dark Lord Voldemort because of his bad taste.

But now it seems that he was really bored at that time.

It may also be because he had just been resurrected at the time and was still under the influence of Tom.

And Tom wanted to use his hand to kill Harry and others, so that he and Dumbledore would fight each other in Hogwarts, so that he could hide in the dark and look for opportunities.

But what Tom didn't know was that he had no ill intentions towards Harry and others.

After all, they are just a few children, why bother with them so much.

Besides, there’s nothing to argue about.

It was precisely because Lothar thought so that he was just playing around with it at the time.

Rather than as Tom thought, the inflated psychology brought about by the recent resurrection was full of dissatisfaction with Dumbledore and wanted to kill several Hogwarts students to prove himself.

So, at this moment, think again about what you did at that time.

There was a strong desire to complain in Lothar's heart.

So, facing the two little brats Harry and Ron again.

Lothar would smile in response, even though he was still what he called a little brat.

Lothar knew that Harry would not listen to his excuse.

Only by beating him up first and then using facts to prove that what he said is true can he be believed.

So

Lothar smiled softly and raised the wand in his hand to his mouth.

The words were spoken silently, but with the help of magic, they were directly transmitted to the ears of Harry and Ron.

"Isn't it a surprise? Isn't it a surprise?"

"Don't worry, there will be more surprises and surprises later."

Faced with Lothar's provocation, as Gryffindors, Harry and Ron were not surprised but overjoyed and became excited on the spot.

They wanted to hold Lothar back, waiting for Dumbledore to arrive with a group of professors, and then put Voldemort on trial.

"Voldemort, you are still alive and dare to stay in Hogwarts."

"Aren't you afraid that Professor Dumbledore will catch you?"

He was talking nonsense, but Harry's hands were unequivocal.

Immediately, he chanted a spell in his mouth and pointed the wand in his hand at Lothar.

"Fractured"

Ron on the side quickly followed up, glanced around sharply, and shot the spell along with Harry.

"Thunderbolt explosion."

He had learned this spell a few days ago, and Ron was confident that he could deal with Voldemort in one fell swoop.

Well, Ron thinks he can do it again

Lothar thought to himself, with a smile on his face and not paying attention to the curse between the two.

With a hint of ferocity, Lothar walked towards the two of them with his wand raised.

From time to time, he used the Iron Armor Curse to block the magic spells they shot, and just walked over step by step.

He didn't need those attack spells, after all, one bad move would send the two people in front of him to the school doctor's office.

Lothar didn't want to have the bad impression of injuring her classmates when she first came to Hogwarts.

So