115. Missing

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After using two spells at the same time, McGoth felt like his magic was suddenly drained, and he realized that simultaneous use and continuous use were two completely different concepts. He collapsed limply as Harry and the others rushed towards Ron, gasping for air.

"It's incredible that you can use two spells at once, it's the power of this wand." Just as he looked over to Ron's side. A hoarse voice rang in his ears.

His eyes widened for a moment, looking at the tight black shadow around him.

"You," he said as soon as he said a word when the shadow knocked him unconscious with a stun charm. Pick up his wand, and then take him away from here, before disappearing into the darkness he let out a long sound, the two trolls after hearing nothing else, rushed back into the forest, Hagrid still wanted to catch up with the little troll and kill him, but he was afraid that this was a few steps away from the mountain and hurried back to Ron's side.

The little wizards looked at the running trolls stupidly, wondering if this was another illusion. Everyone subconsciously looked for McGoss's figure, his actions just now were approved by both of them, but they didn't notice it after looking around, and then they all looked at Ron, who didn't know life or death. A Hufflepuff student tries to use a red flame.

The red flame rose directly into the air, emitting a brilliant light.

Everyone relaxed at this point, knowing that the professors from the school would be coming soon. To be honest, the second troll that had just appeared had frightened them all, and the previous orderly spell casting had directly caused a fault, and if that troll didn't leave, he would soon be able to break their remaining barriers. And they were too frightened to organize a second defense.

Less than a minute into the flames, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick arrived using Phantom Shifter.

"What's going on here, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall screamed at the sight of a group of young wizards slumped on the ground.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid crouched beside Ron, and huge tears fell.

"We've been attacked by trolls and dark wizards, Ron, he's ......," he said, crying bitterly.

"Oh my God, trolls, dark wizards." She hurried to Ron's side. Professor Flitwick quickly used several detection spells in quick succession, and did not notice any creatures with high magic power within a kilometer of the surrounding area, but the violent magic fluctuations he sensed made him understand that they had just experienced a very tense offensive and defensive battle. Then he hurried to see Ron's situation.

Professor McGonagall was greatly relieved when she saw it.

"He's just fainted, Hagrid, don't be sad, we need to tell Headmaster Dumbledore about it, it's too bad for them to show up around Hogwarts."

"Professor, really, Ron he's fine." Hermione had been watching Ron stupidly since he was knocked out, and then she finally reacted when she heard Professor McGonagall's words, and asked excitedly. Harry looked at their dean, too.

"Yes, Miss Granger, I can assure you that Mr. Weasley was just knocked unconscious by the blow, and it would be nice to rest for a few days. Okay, now all the students are coming to me to see if everyone is around, and we need to get back to school so that it's really safe. ”

Although everyone was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, they still stood up and gathered around the two professors.

"Very well, all the Ravenclaws, the Hufflepuffs are fine, the Slytherin ones are here, the Gryffindor ones are too, wait, how is there one less person." Hagrid finally smiled when he heard that Ron was okay, but then he counted the number of people and found that it was wrong, and the smile stiffened on his face.

"Potter, Granger, Weasley, and, Mr. Will, McGoss. What about Mr. Will. Professor McGonagall's heart, which he had thought had been relieved, suddenly began to tug again.

"He's just over there, in the direction of the dark wizard, and he's directing us to resist the trolls." Harry pointed to where Magos had last appeared, where there was no one else.

Professor Flitwick said with a heavy face that he had just used the detection spell again, and he was sure that McGoth would not be found within a kilometer of him, and that he was most likely taken captive by the unknown dark wizard.

The elated crowd felt as if someone had petrified the crowd, and the expressions on their faces were startled by the news before they had time to change.

Professor McGonagall clutched her wand and said in a trembling voice that she would send them back first. Hagrid Harry, Hermione, and several other young wizards insisted on staying and looking for McGoss, but Professor McGonagall vetoed it, and everyone could see that Professor McGonagall was more anxious than them, but she still had to let everyone go back to the school first, and then they would come out to find it.

"Minerva, you and Hagrid send the children back first, and I'll follow the magic fluctuations to look for them, otherwise it will be even more difficult to find any clues after a long time." Professor Flitwick's usual smiling expression was gone, and his expression was calm, but like the calm before the storm, even the little wizard could feel the air become much more oppressive.

"Okay, get rid of you, Professor Flitwick." Professor McGonagall's eyes were moist, and she couldn't imagine that Magos was still alive now, but they were going to find him anyway, even if it was just a corpse.

Professor Flitwick nodded, and sped away in the direction the shadow had just left. Harry and Hermione couldn't help but they were controlled by Professor McGonagall, letting Hagrid hold them, and she carried the unconscious Ron and the rest of the little wizards back quickly, she had already passed the news to Headmaster Dumbledore, presumably he had already come.

Magos was woken up by cold water, and he shivered before he realized that he should be in a cave now, unusually dimly lit, and it took a long time to get used to it.

"Where is this?" He asked himself.

"Of course, it's still the Forbidden Forest." McGoth realized that the black shadow was actually beside him, carefully observing his wand.

"It's a genius idea that a wand can be made like this." The hoarse voice made McGoth feel very uncomfortable. But he was even more curious about why the Dark Shadow, that is, Voldemort or the fake Quirrell, did not kill him, he did not believe that this was the merciful Lord.

"Who are you?" Magos struggled and found himself unable to move.

"Oh? You really don't know who I am? The shadow lowered his wand, his tone sounding smiling, but his eyes were cold.

"How do I know who you are? Is it really a dark wizard? McGoth knew that he must not admit that he knew him, otherwise he might be killed in the next second, and he also wondered why he had left him until now. He should have wondered how he had discovered him, it wasn't strange that a disguise that even Dumbledore hadn't discovered had been seen through by a young first-year wizard, and that he was still in an absolute advantage. Although he can't use his power now, an adult wizard, and a professor, even if his personality is unstable, is not something that a first-year wizard can deal with.

"You don't know me? But I know your wand. Won't you forget that you stopped me with this wand? The sound was so unpleasant that Magos didn't know if it was the will of the fake Quirrell or Voldemort himself who was communicating with him now.

"Wand, how is it possible, you should be mistaken, this wand was given to me by Professor Snape, I didn't use this wand before, he has been teaching me before, you can find out after a little inquiry." McGoth didn't care about anything else, anyway, he just wouldn't admit it now, and pulled Snape by the way.

"Severus?" The shadow whispered Snape's name.

"Cunning little one, do you really think I'm going to fall for you, this wand you've been using since the beginning of last semester. I remember. ”

The dark shadow's words made McGoss's heart sink suddenly, and he quibbled two words and the black shadow was unmoved. Determined that it was him, and finally pulled down the mask, and a face like a sulfuric acid soaked appeared in front of him.

"Tell me, how did you find me? Don't push me to find out on my own. The tone of the gloomy tone made McGoth cold. He knew that he was in a catastrophe, but at this time he calmed down, feeling a little sorry for his current parents, if he didn't have to come to Hogwarts, they might not have sent the white-haired people to the black-haired people.

McGoth looked at Voldemort with a calm look in his eyes, his mouth open and closed.

"You're looking for death." At first, Voldemort thought he wanted to tell him why, but he was actually reciting the Occlumency spell. His actions made him completely furious, who had despised Muggle births.

Magos once again played a long time to complete the Occlumency before Voldemort's dementorship, and even if Voldemort broke his spell, he would not know his heart, because then he would become an idiot with no memory.

"Ah......h I don't know how long it took for him to wake up in a daze, but his brain was empty for the time being, he didn't feel anything, just his eyes were open in a daze.

"I thought you were going to be a fool, but I didn't expect to come to your senses. If you tell me how you found out, I can give you a chance to become one of my men. Voldemort looked at him haughtily.

McGos looked at him for a long time before remembering what had happened. But his words Magos knew it was a fart, Voldemort was an absolute pure-blood, and he didn't even want to admit that he was a half-blood, and would take him as a Muggle-born man. Idiots know it's impossible.

"Hehe, you look so ugly...... I'm so handsome... I'm afraid I'll make you jealous to death. ”

Voldemort's eyes were completely cold, and he stopped talking nonsense, the dementor was useless, and he had already become a fool when he didn't see any memories in this state. In that case, it is better to be more direct.

"Arvada ......"