Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

"What's the sound?" Ron's ears twitched.

Harry also heard something and turned to look out.

"It seems... something is wrong with the Muggles..." The professor closed his eyes, as if communicating with something, and then answered Ron's question.

Ron stood up slowly: "Please allow me to calm down my active curiosity." Although he said this, there was some uneasiness and strangeness in his heart that he didn't know why.

went out.

It was discovered that Muggles throughout Hogwarts were rioting.

Seeing this group of people gathering together excitedly and attacking the crowd, it was obvious that they had drunk a powerful potion.

Ron's heart suddenly went cold.

In the past few weeks, in the prefects' meetings, I have been making some suggestions on how to treat these loyal Muggles with comfort.

In any case, this riot pushed him to a very extreme position.

"What...are you doing?!!!" Ron's voice was filled with fear and rage, and he roared slightly tremblingly.

"It's a wizard! Kill them!!!" Someone saw Ron, who was only 11 years old and half a man tall.

Hearing their words, Ron felt even worse, and the ice in his heart became even colder...

These words were enough to convict them regardless of whether they had killed the wizard or not!

And I, who has always wanted to protect them, will bear the wrath of Voldemort!

A pain of loss, disappointment, and regret grew inside.

"Kill me?" Ron's smile was weird and complicated.

He seems to be laughing, he seems to be crying, he seems to be feeling funny, he seems to be angry, he seems to... there are many indescribable emotions emerging.

The resistance of these enslaved Muggles is understandable.But it’s unacceptable! ! !

He suddenly pulled out his wand and a burst of magic power spurted out.

A man transformed into a giant python, roared, and turned to look at the Muggle in front of him.

The Muggles were screaming, terrified, and charging.

Ron's green lights flashed.

Muggles fell one by one.

After hearing Ron's roar, Hermione quickly put down her book and ran out.Looking at the chaotic school, her expression changed wildly: "A bunch of bitches!" She roared angrily.

Furious to the point of madness.

She knew that Ron had been fighting for the rights and help possible for these Muggle servants, and this group of people broke out in turmoil at this time, but directly pushed Ron into the bottomless abyss!

Before this, the Muggles either resisted every day or were in turmoil every day, but they did not resist every day.

Because there is no way to unite.

But some of the rights Ron fought for them made them unite.

Ron and the others didn't know how these Muggles did it.

But Voldemort didn't want to know how these Muggles broke out in turmoil.

Voldemort just needs to know...

Ron's advice had such consequences.

That's enough...

As a native, Hermione's fear of Voldemort is hard to overstate.

Therefore, she was extremely angry.

Pulling out the wand, a green light flashed out.

A Muggle was hit and knocked away instantly.

Hitting the wall, the soul has left the body.

Black magic represents power.

After successfully killing the first person, Hermione also began to be able to kill living humans.

Ron chanted a spell.

Spreading blood

After the three spells ended, he cut his right hand.

Drops of blood came out and floated in mid-air, pausing for two seconds.As Ron looked at the person in front of him indifferently, he instantly began to accelerate and explode at an extremely terrifying speed, burrowing into a Muggle's body and causing blood to explode on the surface.

Then the Muggle screamed, and an explosion of blood erupted from his body, and tentacles wrapped tightly around him.

Ron controlled the explosively growing blood tentacles to fly out again and penetrate into each Muggle's body.

Groups of Muggles knelt on the ground, and the blood in their bodies turned into tangible tentacles, tightly wrapped around them.

As he walked, Ron turned the Muggles he saw into entangled and kneeling figures.

……

"Tsk..." Bellatrix Lestrange showed a strange expression.

She walked past the group of Muggles.

"Betrayal... tsk tsk... how stupid... Why not run away? That way you might be able to die more comfortably..." She tsk-tutted, her expression cold, full of joking and madness.

He looked at Ron with a half-smile.

"You did a great job catching them..." she said, looking at Harry who looked solemn, Hermione who looked frightened, and Ron who seemed indifferent and emotionless: "But I heard, You often prayed for Lord Voldemort to increase some benefits and give preferential treatment to Muggles, which caused these stupid Muggles to rebel."

Her expression became very playful.

"What do you think...should be done with them?..." She asked in a low voice.

After hearing her words, the Muggles who originally looked at Ron with hatred and pain were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became weird, and some of them looked at Ron like a pleading.

Ron didn't look at them and said expressionlessly: "Kill them... betrayers, useless trash, it's disgusting to keep them."

His voice was calm, without joy or sorrow, without panic, but the words he spoke were very cold.

It was as if what was being killed was not a person, but something else, something insignificant.

In fact, in the eyes of others, he is already too soft-hearted.

Death is simply a happy ending for the Muggle servant who made the mistake.

If what Ron said can be passed, maybe these Muggles can die in peace.

Hermione said nervously: "They got a powerful potion. I think... there are some problems..."

She wanted to divert the fire from Bellatrix Lestrange's anger at Ron.

"Shut up, Hermione...it's of no use..." Ron said calmly: "The vice principal is Slytherin..."

The voice was calm and small, but Hermione could hear it.

Hermione was stunned for a moment, her expression turning into fear and helplessness.

Yes, Bellatrix Lestrange is the Head of Slytherin House...

She knows best what kind of character Slytherin is.

Help relatives not help.

"Tsk tsk tsk... kill? It's too... cheap..." Bellatrix Lestrange smiled strangely and leaned into Ron's ear: "It's too cheap... for betrayal Or, how could you let them die so cheaply?! Give you another chance...what do you think should be done..."

The voice was cold and already tinged with madness.

Ron showed an expression of disgust: "You're all going to die anyway, just use Cruciatus to cut out the bones... whatever you want..."

He hated the idea of ​​the other person.

I hate this way of handing the butcher knife to me...

But helpless.

"Tsk...then...come on..." Bellatrix Lestrange's voice calmed down and she looked at Ron with an indifferent expression.

This decision is very strange.

"Why?!..." Ron's expression turned cold again: "I don't think what I can do is better than what you do. You know, among the three unforgivable curses, I only use Crucio." OK."

The calm voice was filled with confusion and confusion.

It seemed like just a calm rhetorical question.

"Then let's just...let you practice this dark magic that you're not good at..."