Chapter 474 Voldemort! ! !

These two are just the beginning.

As the black wizards saluted Anton one after another, they walked into the black flames one by one with firm steps and glory on their faces.

Anton completely believed it.

Merlin's sheer strawberry pattern swimsuit!

He actually has fanatical fans!

It would be a lie to say that he was not shocked, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved. Anton put his hands behind his back, pursed his lips, and looked at each figure and face in silence, firmly remembering the appearance and names of these people. It's on my mind.

You treat me with sincerity, how can I let you suffer?

go Go?

Go to the North Pole to see what kind of magic power the antlers great pyrenes have!

As the figures turned into white bears, they raised their heads and roared, and finally turned into a black smoke and rose into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

Anton smacked his lips and turned to look at the rest of the people on the deck.

The old Ronaldo once said that there were 168 people in the meeting, and there were only 13 people who had just walked into the black flame.

As Anton looked at them blankly, everyone's eyes began to flicker.

A witch looked at Anton with some fear, shrank back into the crowd, and still shouted, "We really want to follow you, but we haven't reached that level yet!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Anton, we are really loyal to you."

"You can't misunderstand us just because we didn't walk into those horrible black lines."

"..."

After all, it was a dark wizard, and he said loyalty, but he quickly drew his wand out of his hand, and even retreated quietly to the iron gate of the entrance.

Anton pursed his lips.

Some looked at these people in silence, watched this unique and interesting scene, and finally exhaled.

"As I said, I don't want loyalty, they are too enthusiastic, so I gave them a test, gave them a chance."

"As for you people, as long as you don't do bad things in my name, what you do is none of my business."

"But..."

Anton waved his wand lightly, "I still don't trust you guys, such a useful name, I would like to use it instead."

The black thread of the soul in the swimming pool gushed out quickly.

It was as if a flame was burning, engulfing everyone in an instant.

There were a few sporadic people who were already on guard, and all of them waved their wands and cast attack spells at Anton.

Anton didn't care about it, he just released the Iron Armor Curse with a smile to resist the attack, and watched them all be swallowed up by the black thread of soul.

"I don't intend to kill you guys. I'm not that murderous. In fact, I'm a good talker."

He walked down the ice platform slowly, and those who attacked him walked up the ice platform with blank expressions.

The two parties missed each other, and Anton murmured faintly in his ears, "I just made some small changes for you with the Amnesia spell."

"Change your beliefs to another object. How pious you were before, you are as pious now. How hypocritical you were before, you are still as hypocritical now. Really, just change the object."

Finally, Anton walked up to the old Ronaldo and smiled at him, "There is a very powerful professor in our school, he is especially good at writing books."

Old Ronaldo looked at the black thread of soul wandering beside him, and swallowed, "Lockhart?"

"Yes!"

Anton seemed to be in a good mood, "He taught me a lot, and I became fond of writing books because of it."

"I plan to write a book about my experience as an intern in the Auror office. When the time comes, you will check it out. If there is something that is not suitable for publication, I will delete it."

Old Ronaldo looked at Anton with a complex expression, for a long, long time, and finally smiled in relief, "Okay!"

"Master, I've already thought of a name. It's called "Confessions of a Loyal Auror". The first volume is about my internship experience this time." Anton obviously likes writing books, with a look of anticipation on his face, " The first chapter is the scene that just happened."

"My master Ronaldo and I came to the gathering of dark wizards. As we explored, we found that I was the man behind this abnormal large gathering of dark wizards."

Old Ronaldo froze for a moment, "Can this also be written in a book?"

"That's right, seek truth from facts and be true!" Anton's cute big eyes blinked and blinked, "But it's obvious that I'm not. Someone is fishing in troubled waters and using my name to try to make me a scapegoat."

"So we continued to investigate further."

"Hey!"

"Good guy, we really found out the truth!"

"The real mastermind behind the scenes is..."

Anton took a deep breath, with an excited expression on his face, he waved his arms vigorously, and roared, "Voldemort!"

Old Ronaldo also took a deep breath, and his whole body fell back, "You are crazy, he really resurrected, I saw it with my own eyes at school! You dare to call his name, he will..."

The screams of the old Auror gradually became indistinct.

Because, everyone imitated Anton's appearance, with excited faces, waving their arms, and roaring, "Voldemort!"

"Voldemort!"

"Voldemort!"

"Voldemort!"

The shouts became louder and more concentrated, and everyone's faces were full of piety, or full of some kind of attempt, or hypocrisy, or sneering.

As the cry became louder and louder, the black thread of the soul also disappeared little by little, and finally there was no trace anymore, as if it had never appeared.

After the cry, there was endless fear.

After a while, the voices became sparse, and after a while, everyone became quiet.

Frantically shouting the name of the mysterious person? This is really courting death!

If they're really religious it's okay to say...

So, everyone looked at the six people on the ice platform, "In order to show our loyalty to our king, we are going to get that mandrake. Since you are our leaders, please tell us the specific plan! "

"Yes, please tell me."

The six people in the stands looked at each other a few times, somewhat at a loss, they had a fart plan.

But to be called a leader just like that...

Their hearts were full of secret joy, although they didn't know why they stood up by accident, but since they had already stood up, hehe.

One of the old wizards with a gloomy face was obviously very smart, he pushed away the people around him, stood in the center of the ice platform, and waved his arms vigorously, "My lords!"

"Please listen to me……"

...

...

Albania, deep in the primeval forest.

A huge rune snake was entrenched on the big tree, and a strange face appeared on the top of the snake's head on the left, looking at the sky, murmuring with some doubts.

"Who, who is calling me..."

Lao Fu was so moved.

That idiot student of his actually said that everyone is only loyal to terror, and as long as he dies once, it will not be so terrifying, then everyone's loyalty will be shaken.

I really want to ask him to come and listen, listen, let him listen carefully, listen to this pious call, listen to this loyalty that has not deteriorated due to time and age!

them……

them……

Oh~

They are waiting for my return!

It will be really moving.

"Wait for me..." The face behind the rune snake's head became distorted, full of excitement, "Wait for me to return, I will lead you, I will give you hope, wait for me..."

"Soon……"