Harry Potter: Super Magic God

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!"

They ran desperately with all their strength, and they shouted hoarsely, as if they were using all their strength to utter an angry roar. It was like using a roar to vent the fear brought by the wizard.

The centaur took a last look at the familiar trees and grass around him and sighed in his heart.

"Farewell, Forbidden Forest."

George turned his eyes back, and his eyes fell back to the others, "Ron can continue to return to class starting next Monday."

He looked at Harry and Hermione, "If you are interested, you can try using memory magic to teach the giants some common sense and language."

Ron patted Hagrid's stomach happily, "I just said George wouldn't care about a giant."

Hagrid said excitedly, "Great, great, Grapp can stay here."

As he said this, he burst into tears, "It's really good."

After saying all this, George ignored them, his figure flashed, and he left the Forbidden Forest.

"Apparition!"

Appearing outside the castle again, George looked at the empty lake and felt a little lost. Anna had left the school.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the castle. Ana came this time to tell him about another variation of Animagus' transformation. This new change is of great benefit for him to accelerate the mastery of the surging magic in his body.

Once his mind fell back to magic, his thoughts immediately became clear and calm.

Time is enough, he is the wizard who has the deepest research on the transformation of Animagus in the world. As long as the limitations of his thinking are opened, he can immediately deduce new changes to a level that others cannot imagine.

Thinking of this, his heart warmed and he quickened his pace. He couldn't wait to try new magic.

......

The moon hangs high in the sky.

The moon is sultry, the night is gloomy.

Countless conspiracies are hidden in the boundless darkness.

A large living room was filled with wizards in black robes.

The silent wizards sat around a long, well-decorated table.

The usual furniture in the room was pushed haphazardly against the wall. The ornate marble fireplace blazed brightly, illuminating the room, and above it was a gilded mirror.

Sitting directly in front of the fireplace was a monstrous monstrosity with no hair, a snake-like face, two slender nostrils, and gleaming red eyes with vertical pupils. His complexion was very pale and seemed to emit a pearly light.

At his feet, a monster-like giant snake was entrenched at his feet. The giant snake's terrifying vertical pupils did not blink, staring at the wizards with terrifying eyes.

With a contented smile on Voldemort's face, he smiled at the wizard on the left of the table and said, "Draco, congratulations on joining our friendly family."

On the opposite side of Voldemort's sight was a young man with a slender face covered in tiny scales.

The young man said in a hoarse and gloomy voice, "It is my honor to serve the great Dark Lord."

Voldemort nodded and said calmly, "It is indeed your honor, but it is also your talent that you can get this."

Voldemort looked around at the wizards on both sides of the table, and said plainly, "If you envy Draco, hone your will."

He tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and said casually, "Only the strong can gain strength."

Voldemort's scarlet eyes glanced at the men in front of him, and he saw greed and desire in the eyes of his men, which was the look he liked. But he also saw timidity and weakness in their eyes, a look that disgusted him.

When Voldemort saw Draco, there was a satisfied smile on his face again, the young man had more potential than most of his men.

Voldemort's eyes moved between Draco and Lucius,

He looked at Lucius with a smile and said, "Old man, you have a good son. He can receive a complete baptism from the magic pool, but he is much better than you old guys."

Lucius blushed, not knowing whether it was from excitement or shame.

Bellatrix's eyes flashed with greed flames, and she said excitedly, "Master, this is because of your gift, to be able to bear your power, this is the glory of Draco."

Bellatrix leaned towards Voldemort, as if words could not express her desire to be close to him.

"That's right." Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, turning his head slightly to one side, staring at Bellatrix, "I hope you will be the next recipient of this honor, Bellatrix."

Bellatrix's face flushed and tears of joy filled her eyes. She said excitedly, "Master, I am willing to enter the magic pool again and be baptized."

"Very well," Voldemort raised his hand gently, comforting Bellatrix, "you will get your wish, but you need some preparation time."

Voldemort looked around at the others and said in a cold tone, "I hope you can also make some progress, not like the more than 100 dark wizards, who can only be used as magic materials."

Listening to Voldemort's cold words, the dark wizards shivered and shivered. They felt like a cold blizzard was blowing in the living room, and the roaring fire couldn't warm them in the slightest.

Thinking of the horror of the magic pool, they couldn't help but subconsciously tightened their clothes.

The magic pool brings power, but also death. The more than 100 dark wizards that Mike brought back from Azkaban are the best proof.

Voldemort turned his gaze to Lucius, and he said casually, "Old man, since Draco has taken your place, I forgive you for your poor work."

Voldemort's tone contained a hint of mockery, "Old man, although your son is very good, you are indeed weak."

Lucius blushed, he had avoided punishment by relying on Draco's reasons for joining Voldemort, which made him even more ashamed.

There was a roar of laughter around the table. The dark wizards leaned forward, exchanging pleasant glances, and a few beat the table with their fists.

The giant snake didn't like the commotion, and opened its mouth angrily and hissed. But the Death Eaters didn't hear, and Lucius was humiliated, much to their delight.

Draco got a complete baptism from the magic pool and compared them all, which brought them a lot of pressure. Listening to Voldemort mocking Lucius really made them breathe a sigh of relief.