"Frank!Frank!There's a letter, oh, from an owl!" A middle-aged man with a red nose hurried into the room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Benjamin was still very confused, wasn't he still extracting Frank's soul just now, and where was he now?

Sitting on the bed, Frank took his father's letter and said to Benjamin, "In my memory." You're the young master of the Ludwig family, the rumored Squib?"

Frank seemed to notice two not-so-friendly glances from Benjamin, and smiled.

Although Benjamin should be his enemy, damn it, he can't even hate this man, damn it!

"Well, I've actually listened to other people. On the train, I felt very fresh at that time. For a person like me, it's a fairy tale! But you don't know magic, and you feel like you're so powerful!"

Benjamin gave Frank a somewhat speechless look, if he hadn't listened to the rumors and then foolishly made fun of them in public. Benjamin assures that Frank will graduate from Hogwarts and maybe even go to work at the Ministry of Magic!

"Don't you want to think about how I could come to Hogwarts if I were a Squib!"

What a bunch of stupid kids!

Frank shrugged, if he knew, he would definitely not laugh at Benjamin. Especially Benjamin is so good.

"By the way, what kind of magic are you using, I think you can extract my soul?" asked Frank curiously.

Oh, please don't mention this to me, I haven't made it yet, or I'll be in this hellish place!!) Benjamin thought, pouting.

"Necromancy, you probably haven't heard of it. I'm going to make you a zombie now, and if you can take it, we can ......"

"Frank, baby, it's time for dinner! By the way, next month, it's your birthday, and you're a middle school student by then! Oh, Mommy is so proud of you!"

Benjamin gave Frank a strange look and asked uncertainly, "Isn't it your birthday in two days?"

Frank smiled nonchalantly, "Actually, today is, I mean, you killed me today." That's why I'm reluctant to accept you. I'm thinking about having a special birthday at the magic school!"

Hehe, Benjamin sneered, it turned out that his obsession was so simple. But birthdays, what's that? Benjamin never celebrates birthdays!

"Well, kid, I mean Frank. As long as you listen to me, you can still have an extraordinary birthday. When you're a zombie, it doesn't hurt except that you need to listen to me!, and you don't die easily, especially when there is no light magic in this world. ”

"Light magic, what's that?" asked Benjamin curiously, ignoring what Benjamin meant by "this world".

"A kind of hypocritical magic, do you think the light can really bring you strength? Faith can be eaten? No. Death is the origin of everything. ”

Frank didn't understand, but he thought he might be persuaded by Benjamin. After all, it sounds like there's nothing wrong with being a zombie.

"Well, I do. Frank said suddenly to Benjamin. Without waiting for Benjamin to get excited, he added another sentence. "I'll go over there and see my parents. Well, hug them, as humans. ”

When Benjamin saw this scene, he was moved and guilty?

Of course not!

He just has an extra sense of responsibility from the bottom of his heart, and he feels that the necromancer deserves to be recognized by society!

After hugging, Frank walked up to Benjamin, "I hope you can do what you promised, or ......," Frank said coldly.

Although it is unclear why Frank's style has changed abruptly, Benjamin senses the danger of instinct.

However, a dead soul with a mind of its own sounds very fulfilling.

"Will you give me your soul, Benjamin Ludwig?"

"I do. ”

Oh, Benjamin must admit that the ceremony was terrible. But that's the custom of necromancers!

"Master, master, you won?" said the Bloody Barrow, who looked at Benjamin worriedly.

Fortunately, Benjamin had no wounds on his body, except for his paler face.

And next to him, a white soul was floating, and it was Frank's.

It looked at the bloody Barrow gloomily, and it was difficult for Frank to calm down in the face of the person who killed him directly.

"Okay, let me go, Barrow, don't you know that as soon as you come over, I'll be able to smell the thick smell of blood on you?" said Benjamin in disgust, and then he noticed that the ring on his hand suddenly flashed.

This ring was given to him by his father, the German nobleman who was always dressed in fancy clothes, Mr. Duke Ludwig.

Benjamin remembers that it was the night before he left for Hogwarts.

On that day, it was the RB of the full moon and Benjamin was not sure if there were werewolves in this world. If so, they'll be excited!

"Son, so soon, you're 11 years old, remember me and your mother......" Duke seemed ready to have a touching memory with Benjamin.

"Oh, father, I think I'll have to be early tomorrow, if you don't hurry up, I'm sleepy. Benjamin looked at his father.

Duke's somewhat rude attitude towards his son was unprecedented, and instead of criticizing, he took out a small black box.

"What is this?" Just as Benjamin touched his white ** staff, the moment his fingers touched the small box, a warm magic flowed into his fingertips.

Duke saw Benjamin's small movements, smiled and said, "Only the real Ludwig family deserves it, my son." ”

For some reason, Benjamin looked at Duke's smile and felt a hairy feeling in his heart. But he quickly reassured himself that the ring didn't prove that he was a true member of the Ludwig family.

"So, father, does this ring have any special purpose?" asked Benjamin curiously, these "heirlooms" of the magic family should not be as simple as decoration.

"Of course, it's made by goblins. As for what it does, Benjamin, I think you'll find out for yourself. ”

So, could the ring have something to do with necromancy? Benjamin stroked it curiously, not as cold or hot as he had imagined, just as usual.

"Forget it, I'd better pollute your soul first, Frank. ”

"I'm going to call you Frankenstein Frank from now on, okay? Science, that's a term I've only heard, an interesting word. ”