I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 137 The Heir of Slytherin
"Yes, master! Let us torture them together for fun, hahaha..." Along with the sword shadows all over the sky, Lemonia's sharp and crazy voice resounded throughout the city.

Massacre is the signature skill of Emperor Denathrius. Many people in Louis' team at that time were scolded by the team leader because they died from this skill.

"Do you have cerebral congestion? Do you have cerebral thrombosis? Can't you see such a big line under your foot?" This is the phrase the team leader says most often.

I vaguely remember a druid named Magic Girl Nut, who even chose to jump off a cliff because she was desperate. The team leader was so angry that he held it in for a long time and cursed, "You little cutie."

Of course, rather than saying that this is the skill of Emperor Denathrius, it is better to say that it is a skill that Lemonia herself possesses.

In fact, Louis himself did not have high expectations for her, and he was just trying to be cool by imitating Emperor Denathrius's lines. After all, Remonia had only unlocked part of the seal, and he did not think too highly of it.

But reality swung its arm and slapped him hard in the face.

Remonia's figure was transformed into thousands. Almost every bloody sword mark had a shadow of Remonia running at lightning speed. All the servants of Markite who were touched by Remonia were as if they were sucked dry and turned into mummies in an instant.

"Your pain will echo throughout thousands of worlds! Hahahaha!" Lemonia's tone was extremely yandere. While laughing wildly, she continued to kill the enemies who had no ability to fight back.

The originally arrogant Market had lost his initial arrogance and huddled in place, looking at the bloody hell-like scene in front of him with disbelief, muttering that this was impossible.

But he soon became unable to think, as the blood-red light penetrated his limbs and nailed him to the city wall. The scarlet sword shadow seemed like a cat teasing its prey, and it was not in a hurry to kill him. It cut his limbs in sections, causing Markit to howl in pain.

"Okay, Lemonia." Louis said at the right time: "Don't play with your food..."

"Oh, well, I plan to play with it a little longer..." Lemonia's voice was reluctant, but she still obeyed Louis's order and took Market's life cleanly and efficiently.

The achievement notification sound sounded at the right time.

Markit, the "Evil Omen" (10)

*Mission accomplished!

Rewards are being distributed...

You received the Rune: Dol
You obtained the blueprint: Black King Bar
You received the item: Ultimate Orb

You have obtained the spell: Great Sword Formation
[Rune Rune: Dol]: Inlaying it into an item will have unexpected effects.

[Blueprint: Black Emperor Scepter]: A scepter of law from a mysterious world that can temporarily grant the user negative states and immunity to magic. It is said that a man named Tai once obtained it, but often died suddenly because he could not use it.

[Ultimate Orb]: A powerful orb that contains the essence of life. After being equipped, it increases all attributes by ten points. It is one of the synthetic components of many powerful artifacts.

Well, it can be synthesized into the Eye of Skadi. Don’t ask why. It’s just to stick to your ０.

[Giant Sword Formation]: One of the magics of the Kalia royal family, it can form a circular formation of giant magical swords. The swords will automatically fly towards and attack nearby enemies.

Magic used by the Troll Magic Knights, who made a pact with young Reinara to become allies.

Of course, Markit gave nothing. It is estimated that the poor guy's soul was converted into heart energy for Remonia to enjoy.

……

When I returned to the dormitory, Lemonia's voice suddenly rang out.

“Lots of beautiful souls… especially these two.” She was probably talking about Tom and Jerry.

"You can't afford to mess with these two." Louise spread her hands. Compared with the comedy characters, does she have the ability to do so?

As he said this, he picked up the hilt of Lemonia's sword and prepared to put it back into the system space.

"Please, don't stuff me back in, little brother, it's stuffy in there." Lemonia begged in his heart.

But the tone didn't sound like begging at all, it sounded more like seduction.

"I'm afraid you won't behave yourself and take over the whole school." Louis didn't lie. If the evil sword goes crazy, it would be disastrous.

"Honestly, I don't like the souls of these children. They have no taste at all, and I can't get anything out of them even if I use them to extract heart energy." Remonia said indifferently, "I prefer the so-called 'evil and wicked' people in the world. The souls of those sinners are the real supreme delicacy..."

"Look, you said you were afraid that I was a saint, but I don't think you are a bad person." Louis smiled and said the words that touched Zaremonia's heart the most.

He looked around and placed the sword upright on the edge of the bed.

Lemonia usually hangs half in the air, so there is no need to worry about her sharp sword blade piercing the ground.

Today is Sunday, so Louis was not in a hurry to go out. After a simple wash, he climbed into his big bed and continued to take a nap.

He had a bad sleep at the border last night, and he even felt a little sleepy when cleaning up Market.

In a daze, he heard Catherine arguing with someone, and the sound was getting louder and louder. Louis hurriedly got up and saw the tip of Lemonia's sword against Catherine's throat.

"I won't let you disturb the master's rest. Don't even think about getting close to the master." Lemonia's voice was unpleasant.

"Okay, Lemonia." Louis stopped her, and Lemonia reluctantly spun back to the bed and stood there.

Looking at Lemonia who was still spinning, he continued, "She is my girlfriend. From now on... well, try not to stop her when she comes to see me."

Lemonia sneered a few times but did not answer.

"It seems your new sword has its own thoughts." Catherine was no pushover either, but she just said it sarcastically. She had more important things to do: "It just so happens... I have something else to tell you." She looked up at Lemonia and said nothing.

"It's okay, you can just talk here." Louis put his arm around her waist and sat on the bed. When Lemonia saw this, she sneered again.

"Just now, a student was attacked..." Catherine's voice was a little hesitant: "It was Potter who found it. When he was walking with Beaver and Red Squirrel in the morning, he found the big buck-toothed Gryffindor who liked to take pictures in the corridor..."

"Is it Colin Creevey?" Louis asked. As soon as he heard the name "someone who likes taking pictures", he knew who it was - who else could it be other than the paparazzi Colin Creevey?

Not to mention the big buck teeth that enhance cognition.

"Yes." Catherine looked a little unhappy. She continued, "They found that Colin had been petrified by an unknown force. His body was stiffly lying on the ground with a camera in his hand... I just heard about this too. Potter came to look for you just now, but was chased away by the sword."

"He's too noisy, the green-eyed one." Lemonia quickly retorted: "If you are a qualified girlfriend, you should know that your master needs to rest, and not disturb him." Catherine obviously didn't want to argue with a sword, she continued: "In that department... I'm sorry I always can't remember his name, at the place where the big bucktooth had the accident, the wall behind him said 'The Punishment of the Heir of Slytherin', and now it's rumored that it was done by someone from Slytherin..."

"Wait a minute...Tom!" he called back.

Tom sat up straight as if on a spring.

"Go, call Draco." Louis ordered.

Tom extended his hand and saluted like an American soldier, walked out the door aggressively, and brought Draco in a moment.

"Where's Riddle?" Louis asked.

"Here." Draco took the diary out of his arms, and then he slipped away tactfully.

Don’t look at what you shouldn’t look at, and don’t listen to what you shouldn’t listen to. These are the rules his father taught him.

He tapped the diary, and Riddle jumped out of it.

"What can I do for you?" Riddle, who was obviously still asleep, asked with sleepy eyes.

"What do you know about the Heir of Slytherin?" Louis asked.

"The heir of Slytherin?" Riddle asked in confusion, then suddenly said, "Ah, isn't that me?"

Louis and Catherine looked at each other, and he asked again: "Can you sense the presence of other Horcruxes?"

Riddle shook his head and denied it. "No, I am the first Horcrux created by Voldemort. There is no induction between Horcruxes. This is also Voldemort's method - to prevent the Horcruxes from developing independent consciousness, so only he can sense and absorb the Horcruxes."

"That's strange." Louis rubbed his chin and muttered, "Just now a Muggle-born from Gryffindor was attacked by a guy who claimed to be the 'Heir of Slytherin'. Now he is lying in the hospital wing petrified..."

"It's a basilisk." Riddle confessed quickly: "There is a basilisk in the underground chamber. It is my, um, Voldemort's pet... I can feel that I can control the actions of this basilisk, which means that other residual souls can also control it... Is it because someone brought other Horcruxes into Hogwarts that this happened?"

"It's hard to say." Louis pondered for a moment and said, "The most important thing now is to prevent the next attack from happening, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will inevitably use this incident to make a fuss..."

"Can't we just kill the basilisk?" Catherine asked, tilting her head.

"No, killing the basilisk will only alert the snake, and it's hard to say what will happen next." Louis stretched out his fingers and tapped his cheekbone: "Be patient for now, alerting the snake will only make it hide, and then it will be difficult to find the real culprit behind the scenes... Let me go to Gryffindor first to take a look. I have some immature ideas that I want to verify."

"Master, I want to go with you too. I can't let you face danger alone!" Lemonia called out at the right time.

"You look... too conspicuous, Lemonia." Louis shook his head and rejected Lemonia's suggestion. "Just stay at home and take care of the house. Don't worry, I'll call you if there's anything."

"When you find him, be sure to notify me..." Lemonia's voice was extremely bloodthirsty: "I have a good idea, let me pierce him, chop him into pieces, split him alive, cut him open, and cut him into strips-"

"Okay, Lemonia, I'll consider your request." Louis drew a small cake for Lemonia, and patted the dazed Catherine's peach: "What are you thinking about?"

"Your sword is really...unique." Catherine said hesitantly.

"Who says she isn't?" Louis shrugged and walked out with Catherine. "But I like her very much."

"Should I say birds of a feather flock together?" Catherine snorted.

"People are divided into groups..." Louis said helplessly.

"Hmph." Catherine didn't answer and went straight back to her dormitory.

As soon as Louis walked into the hall, he saw Harry and his trio sitting in the hall chatting worriedly.

"What's up, you three?" Louis smiled and sat next to Hermione.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry and said to Louis, "Haven't you heard, Louis, that first-year Colin Creevey was attacked today... Oh, it was so tragic. I saw that his whole body was stiff, as if someone had cast a petrification spell on him, but it seemed to be permanent, and even the spell to stop him from recovering... "

Harry started laughing when he heard this, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he twitched his cheeks, trying to hold back the smile on his face as if he had a cramp, and replaced it with a sad face.

He pursed his lips and said with a hint of pity: "What a tragedy."

"Tragic," echoed Ron.

"He's a nice guy," Harry continued.

"Not a bad guy." Louis also commented.

Harry thought for a moment and blurted out, "He should be remembered."

"Always remember it," Ron echoed.

"And those pictures he took." Harry gritted his teeth at the thought.

"It seems like he can't take pictures anymore." Hermione was also a little gloating - Colin was really annoying.

"Alas," Louis sighed.

"Alas." The other three bowed their heads at the same time and observed a half-second of silence.

For the first time ever, Hermione did not stop the three of them from gloating over their misfortune. After all, Colin was really annoying - just yesterday, Colin was trying to matchmake her with someone and even asked her if she liked Harry.

Louis was thinking about how to ask Ron about Ginny, but he still didn't know what to say. Should he just ask directly, "Where's your sister?" That would make Ron misunderstand that he was interested in his sister?
God bless you, Louis really doesn't like people younger than him...

"You seem to be worried, Louis." Harry looked at Louis' troubled face and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Louis was about to answer when he saw Ginny running over excitedly.

"Hi, Ron, Louis, Hermione." She greeted everyone cheerfully. When it was Harry's turn, she lowered her head shyly, and after a long while she said hesitantly, "Hi, Harry."

"Hello, Ginny." Ron, Hermione and Louis greeted in unison with bad intentions. The six eyes looked at Harry and Ginny, making the two feel uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)