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It must be said that when the cheerful notes floated out of Mr. Colora's hands one by one, Benjamin's mood also became happy with the melody.

Mr. Colora seemed very engaged, and when he reached the climax, he would shake his head and his legs shake briskly.

By the time the music ended, Mr. Colora had already "whoosh" from his position, pulled out his wand under his tuxedo, and aimed it at Benjamin's throat.

Mr. Colora, who is certainly a man who likes to read novels and movies, didn't waste time for Benjamin, but cleanly used "Forget it all!"

When Benjamin looked dazed, Mr. Colora took on another vertigo spell.

When Benjamin fell to the ground with a bang, Mr. Colora smiled triumphantly, but it was very shallow. Mr. Colora doesn't feel that he has succeeded in knocking out a 12-year-old child, and there is nothing to be proud of or memorable.

He patted Benjamin on the cheek and chuckled softly, "I heard that you were also a magical genius at school?I'm afraid someone like you will never understand my pain as a squib for the rest of your life, right? You know, I was jealous when my master made it a priority to capture you alive. ”

Mr. Colora seems to think that Benjamin is now in a momentary state of vertigo, and that there is nothing wrong with him venting properly at this time.

"When I was your age, my father sent me to a remote village, and they thought that a squib like me shouldn't be in a wizarding family. If it weren't for my mother's arguments, I might have been strangled to death by my angry father. Where is like you, so valued. ”

With only madness left in his eyes at this point, Mr. Colora crouched beside Benjamin and gently teased Benjamin's black hair with his wand.

"I didn't give up though, and I'm always looking for ways to regain my magic. Then I endured the humiliation and ran away to Germany alone. Luckily, I met the master's followers, who told me that there was a way to make the Squib magical. Of course, I chose to be the most loyal slave of my master. ”

Mr. Colora burst out of bad laughter again.

"Hehe, I thought it was very funny when Voldemort was rising. The master is just recuperating, he is the strongest Dark Lord! You know what the first thing I did when I got the magic? I killed my father, hahaha! He didn't expect that I had learned magic, and it was the strongest form of black magic. When he knelt and begged me to forgive him, I took away his life. ”

"Bang bang. ”

Suddenly, behind Mr. Colora, there was a crisp applause.

He immediately stood up and subconsciously asked, "Who is there!"

Mr. Colora looked back and saw Benjamin, clapping and smiling, staring at him.

"Mr. Corolla, your story is truly poignant and moving. After I listened, I was left with only one thought. ”

Mr. Colora's eyes lingered back and forth between Benjamin on the ground and the living Benjamin, and after swallowing his saliva, he said, "You, what do you think!"

Benjamin smiled, expecting that the now shocked Mr. Colora would not dare to act rashly.

Truth be told, if the original owner had heard Mr. Colora's story, he would have followed Grindelwald unwaveringly.

Even today's Benjamin has a strong interest in this first generation of Dark Lords, who are eager to try and seem to be brewing some big conspiracy.

How the hell did he get the Squib to gain magical powers, and does it have anything to do with mysterious magical creatures?

"You may not know, Mr. Corolla, but before I went to Hogwarts, my parents thought I was a Squib. Actually, I'm the one who can understand your feelings the most. Benjamin said slowly, as he approached Mr. Colora.

"So what?" said Mr. Colora, who couldn't help but take a step back, followed by another wave of chagrin. "Are you telling me that we are actually the same kind of people, and then let me sympathize with you and not kill you?"

Apparently, Mr. Colora already knew that Benjamin had eavesdropped on his conversation with Mueller, and did not know how to circumvent his Oblivion Curse.

At this time, Colora had already murdered Benjamin.

However, upon hearing Mr. Colora's threat, Benjamin laughed.

"What? You think I'm begging for your sympathy? Merlin's beard, Mr. Colora, you're so funny. Sorry, I mischaracterized, you're so pathetic. What kind of strength can make you support your self-esteem? How did you get the courage to be immeasurable? Do you think that one day the sparrow will fly up the branch and become a phoenix? Even if you have magic power, in my eyes, you are still that lowly and worthless squib!"

Mr. Colora no longer had the master's advice in his mind at this time: he must capture Benjamin alive, he wants to kill Benjamin now, and he will kill him with the most vicious black magic!

He wanted Benjamin to understand what the consequences of provoking him were!

Mr. Colora quickly drew his wand and cast three spells in quick succession on Benjamin.

Although all three spells are the simplest offensive spells, they don't deal much damage. However, due to their short intervals, if they are hit by three of them, they will definitely still cause a lot of damage.

"Benjamin, even if you're a wizard, you're just a 12-year-old! Do you really think you can beat me?

After using three spells, Colora began to chant a black magic.

However, he found out that Benjamin didn't have the slightest posture to dodge, had he already given up resistance? Sure enough, he was just a boy who could play tricks!

However, just as three consecutive spells were about to reach Benjamin's body, a thin shield suddenly appeared in front of Benjamin.

And after these spells hit the shield, they turned around and flew towards Mr. Colora himself.

"W-what kind of magic is this?"

Benjamin said very thoughtfully, "I call it, Benjamin's defensive counterattack. ”