A ragged man runs through a rainforest swamp that can silently devour people, and no one knows if there is a ferocious and terrifying pseudo-tooth crocodile hiding under these seemingly calm swamps, and the super bite force and indestructible teeth that can bite off the thick steel rod of the arm like a candy stick are the great killing weapons of this ferocious creature hunting.

One should be glad that this magical creature that has been surveyed as R6 by the United Kingdom of the Wizards of Amunrah is a slacker, and if there is no special reason, they will not move their bodies casually, but choose to wait quietly in a small place for their prey to come to their door.

The man on the run was named Yamamoto, a white-robed wizard who had been in the magic office for a week, and he had been begging for Chad for a week, and he had almost kept the danger zone near the camp in mind, but now, he didn't care if he had trespassed into the territory of a certain pseudotooth crocodile.

In his heart, perhaps it would be happier to be cut in half by that terrible crocodile monster, to wail and struggle on the ground for an hour, and then to die than to fall into the hands of that terrible creature because he ran too slowly.

The one who called himself Voldemort was brutal, cruel, fierce, vicious, vicious, and evil. The Dark Wizard, the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord!

Eight other people fled Japan with him and fled to Chad to beg Chad, all of whom were white-robed wizards who had worked in the magic institute.

The reason why he fled Japan to distant Africa is simple, because in his hometown, a mandatory national movement is now being launched, and in order not to become a test site for the detonation of a hydrogen bomb, a glass of purified water for each person is being shouted in full swing.

As a white-robed wizard, Yamamoto has no so-called patriotism at all, as a wanted criminal, he is the main force to deal with the purified water that is going to be imprisoned, at least the water that the politicians don't want to drink has to go into their stomachs.

Don't get me wrong, white-robed wizard is not a good name in Japan, and in a country that likes to turn black and white upside down, white is not a sign of purity.

Students in the magic institute will wear a special magic robe that changes color according to the learning content, and if you can graduate, the robe will turn gold, indicating that they have mastered all the knowledge, however, if the magic robe turns white, it means that they have used illegal magic (dark magic), which will make them expel from the magic department.

If it had been placed before, students like Yamamoto who had been expelled from school would not have been locked up under normal circumstances, but who let the door of the prison open now, and the arrival of the humanoid purifier was very welcome, Ben just committed a small incident Yamamoto was about to be arrested and sent to the wizard prison.

There were eight other people who were just as unlucky as him, but those eight people are now

As soon as he remembered the terrible scene he had seen before, Yamamoto's tired legs couldn't stop weakening, and the guy named Voldemort was just because he didn't like someone, so he used magic to peel off the skin and bones of the caretaker in the camp, nicknamed Jack, and even the muscles were completely removed one by one, until the bones were craggy. Severed Finger Jack's heart was still beating, and he was alive to enjoy it all.

This horrific act provokes an attack by Severed Finger Jack's men, a powerful poaching group that has set up a semi-permanent camp in Rory, Chad and more than a hundred outlaw wizards obey his orders, but their revenge on the boss has brought destruction to the entire camp.

The raging green serpent swam in the camp, it was not a life-requiring spell that could take life in an instant, but a magic more vicious than the life-requiring spell, the wizard entangled by the green snake seemed to be drained of his vitality, his flesh became dry, his hair turned pale, and all the essence in his body was greedily sucked until he turned into a dry bone, and died completely in the wail.

Yamamoto was glad he had those eight companions, and if it weren't for them attracting the attention of the green serpent, he would have had no hope of escaping the camp.

This is the place where the border between Qichadi and the outside world, around the outermost border of Qichadi has a depth of about ten kilometers, the magic here is violent and chaotic, although it does not have much impact on the magical creatures with thick skin, but for wizards, this ten kilometers of area is a natural interference zone, apparitions, portkeys, Floo powder, and even rockets and missiles will be disturbed here to varying degrees.

It is precisely because of the difficulty of movement that a semi-permanent black market camp has been successfully established here.

Losing the high mobility of going wherever you want, even if the Wizard of Amunrah United Kingdom Inspector finds out about this place, it is very easy and difficult to gather a sufficient number of troops to destroy this place.

Yamamoto didn't know how long he had been running, he only knew that the magic around him was gradually stabilizing, and whether it was leaving Qichadiro or going deeper into Qichadiro, it would be a good thing for him.

As soon as he came to the area where the magic was stable, he could leave this damn place with magic in an instant, and he didn't know where he was going to wander next, but he swore that he would never come to Africa again in his life.

The rapid running had almost drained his physical strength, and the snoring Yamamoto finally relieved some of his heart when he felt that there didn't seem to be anyone chasing behind him, he took it out of his pocket and grabbed a handful of primordial medicinal materials used to make potions, which is one of the main materials for making endurance recovery potions, which are slightly poisonous and may have a risk of diarrhea when eaten directly, but they are not fatal.

The wizards of the Magic Institute attach great importance to the Potions course, and the wizards of the Magic Institute can be seen at every Potions Tournament, and although Yamamoto is a graduate student, he still knows a lot about Potions.

A tingling, bitter taste was tormenting his tongue and mouth, but as the bitter juice that would be chewed was swallowed, his collapsed body once again gathered a little strength, and Yamamoto, who was sitting on the humus pile covered with thick leaves, shook off the swollen blood-sucking leech that had fallen on his hand at some point, and his pale lips were slightly bloody.

"So you don't know the way."

A somewhat lazy voice suddenly appeared less than two meters behind him, and Yamamoto, who almost screwed his head off, saw the nightmarish figure and stood there quietly.

The black robe was wrapped in a black mist, so thick that it couldn't be dispersed at all, and the smell of blood slowly flowed out with the weak breeze, like lava flowing in a volcanic crater, but more like plasma that began to solidify slightly.

Severed Finger Jack's camp has nearly three hundred wizards, as a medium-sized camp, there are not many people there, but at this moment, in the camp that has been reduced to desolation and ruins, only the hungry beasts that have been unwrapped are gluttonously eating, and the demon who is entangled in the spirit and blood seems to enjoy this bloody feast.

"Then you're useless."

The raised right hand did not hold any wand, and a thin silk thread was wrapped around the slender pale index finger, which was a lifelike little snake, and at this moment it spat out the snake letter, revealing its sharp fangs.

"Bridge Pocket Ma!"

Yamamoto, who let out a scream, waved his hands wildly, his lower body was stepping backwards, but his upper body seemed to want to bend over and kowtow, and his already chaotic body movements made his current appearance very funny.

"Oh, I'm still Japanese."

There was a different color in the eyes of the black lord, as if he was a little surprised.

"I am, I am, I am. My lord! My lord! Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm still useful, I'm still useful! ”

Yamamoto, whose brain was spinning rapidly, spoke in stammering English, racking his brains to squeeze out something that could buy his life, but even if he burst out with an unprecedented desire and potential to survive, he didn't seem to be able to come up with anything.

He was a fugitive, a fugitive who had escaped from prison, if it weren't for the large number of prisoners arrested and the lack of manpower of the Aurors, he would not have been able to successfully escape from prison with the other eight people, even if he stole back the confiscated wand, but it was impossible to carry all the gold and silver belongings with him, and if it wasn't for the magic to steal something to eat on the way, they wouldn't even be here.

"That's right, that's right! I still have this! ”

With a flash of inspiration in his head, Yamamoto hurriedly fumbled around his body, and he pulled out a wallet-like wallet from his pocket, which was the only thing he took away besides his wand.

A magical photograph was grasped in his hand, and Yamamoto pointed to a woman in a kimono in the portrait and spoke hurriedly, squeezing out a flattering smile on his face.

"This is my Oh Nesan, a super popular beautiful girl in the academy who completed the hundred-person beheading at the age of fifteen! It is known as a super beauty once in a thousand years! The gold medal actress signed by Tokyo HOT, as long as I write her a letter"

Yamamoto, who has an unknown fanaticism on his face, seems to have substituted himself as a gold medal salesman, and frantically promoted his sister to the adults in front of him.

Some incomprehensible odd words and mysterious codes appear in waves.

The originally solemn atmosphere suddenly became strange, and even the executioner Black Devil, who was trying to kill people at every turn, had a stunned expression at this moment.

"Finished?"

When he saw Yamamoto's dry mouth swallowing saliva, the black lord, who didn't speak for a while, spoke softly.

"When you're done, let's hit the road."

The little green snake almost jumped out of its fingertips, and the creepy death intent froze a flattering face.

"I'll allow you to struggle, I haven't seen how a wizard from magic fights."

"Since you have the courage to come to the deadly place of Beggar Chadro, it shouldn't disappoint me too much, right?"

"Come—"

The slender pale fingers hooked, and the wand that had been thrown aside flew back into Yamamoto's hand, it was a ninety-four-style fist gun, although it was covered with mud, it did not affect the spell.

"Start your show, if you can satisfy me—"

The Dark Lord's voice paused, "I'll make you die sooner." ”

"You know, death is not the most terrible thing, the most terrible thing is to ask for death but not to be."

The image of Severed Finger Jack being stripped of his bones and still alive appeared in front of Yamamoto's eyes again, and his ears seemed to echo with the crazy, crazy laughter, the oozing laughter that trampled on life to achieve pleasure.

Yamamoto didn't want to die, but he didn't want to die.

Holding his familiar fist, Yamamoto, whose heart was already filled with despair, pulled the trigger, but the muzzle of the gun was aimed at his own body, and perhaps suicide was a better outcome than being tortured to death by this terrible demon.

However, a finger extinguished his last expectation, and the finger blocking the muzzle of the gun pressed the burst spell, and the magic that hit the flesh directly did not even cause any obvious damage to the finger, and the reddish mark was all the damage caused by the magic.

"Is it a cutting charm?"

The Dark Lord withdrew his finger and said in a slow voice.

"Did you know that after a person's head is cut off, your mind can stay seventeen times and blink an eye, and death is not a momentary thing?"

"If I want, I can put your head back on your body in the sixteenth blink of an eye."

"Want to try it?"

The black lord bent down, and at this moment Yamamoto really saw the appearance of the person in front of him, it was the face of a handsome and extraordinary young man with soft black hair, dark and bright eyes, no more than twenty years older, and there was no trace of arrogance or aggression on his face with a gentle smile, as if it was another person who had just said those terrible words, and the young man in front of him was only responsible for being handsome and chic, elegant and polite.

Voldemort's appearance is very good-looking, and it was true when he was young, twenty years old is the age when he shines the most, faded from his youth, but not stained with oil.

"Maybe I should remind you that now is not the time to be in a daze."

"Drill the heart and cut the bones."

A fluttering spell came out of his mouth, and a terrible wail rose at this moment, turning into a caterpillar on the ground and wriggling for a few seconds, and Yamamoto, who had recovered from his stupor, trembled and grabbed his wand.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

He screamed like crazy, and then shot incantation after incantation.

The magic taught to the students at the Magic Institute has a familiar feeling, just like the wizards who fought in North America, their spells are different from those of European wizards, but there is only a slight difference, and that is due to the subtle differences caused by regional factors, but in essence, the magic used by Yamamoto is the same as that used by European wizards.

"What about Shikigami? What about witchcraft? What about ninjutsu? ”

After casually slapping off one spell after another, the Dark Lord asked sharply.

"I'm not going to see these crappy tricks, if all you can do is bring me these things, then"

"The magic institute doesn't teach Shinto witchcraft, only Jomon Shrine is allowed to teach these things."

Yamamoto, who saw the little green snake fall on his shoulder, his body collapsed all at once, hurriedly explained.

"We are not allowed to learn it, only the young wizards who have been selected by the Jomon Shrine can go to the shrine in the south of Ryukyu Mountain to learn Shinto witchcraft, and the rest of the wizards who are not selected can only learn in the magic center."

Yamamoto swallowed his saliva with difficulty, "Japan's Shinto witchcraft has been in Japan for hundreds of years, and it is no longer in Japan, and the Son of God who is picked up every year is the compensation for our sins." ”

"That's right."

The black lord nodded slightly, he had only heard some sporadic news, but he didn't expect such a complicated inside story.

"I'm wrong about you."

Yamamoto's originally gray eyes suddenly lit up with a longing light, but what could be met with his gaze was not a benevolent and forgiving look, but the green light emitted by the little green snake.

"Krii-Lun-Aus" (Kill-Suck-Pain)

The green snake that showed its fangs opened its mouth, and the green snake that instantly swelled to the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh bit the head that let out a miserable wail, and as the vitality was quickly extracted, the shriveled body could no longer squeeze out any breath that disturbed the vocal cords, and the decaying body fell to the ground, and the little snake returned to its master's side again, turning into a green bracelet and tying it around its wrist.

"It's not enough."

The Dark Lord looked down at the straps on his wrists, "If you want to block the solar dragon's laser cannon, this little vitality is completely insufficient." ”

"But soon. I think you'll be able to do it. ”

In the murmur, the originally handsome black-haired young man turned into an even stronger and more handsome black-haired teenager.

After changing his appearance, the bloody soul that was originally wrapped around the black robe suddenly dissipated.

Murder and arson Voldemort, save the suffering and save St. Potter.

Tom Riddle's bad deeds have something to do with my Harry Potter? Professor Flitwick can testify that I, Harry, have come to beg Chad to venture out, and that I have the official permission of the Wizard of Amunrah United Kingdom, and I will not do anything bad.

(End of chapter)