Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 433 427. Welcome death with me! Tom!

Killing someone at the slightest disagreement is something that is very consistent with Voldemort's character.

His eyes turned to the vampires again.

"I gave you a chance. Since you don't want to tell me, I'll find it myself."

Voldemort's eyes stopped at a certain place as he spoke, and he opened his mouth to reveal a row of irregular black teeth: "No one can hide secrets from me."

The world's best master of Legilimency, he can easily see through other people's thoughts.

Soon he found out.

I saw him slowly stretching out a hand and shaking it into the void.

There was a commotion from the vampires opposite. The body of an older vampire with a mustache flew out uncontrollably. The vampires around him pulled him hard, but their little strength had no effect at all. Others The vampire tried to use magic to intercept, but the result was the same as before and failed.

He could only watch the vampire fly out.

The mustached vampire struggled hard to no avail, and cast several spells in succession but still to no avail.

So he simply launched an attack on Voldemort. Along with a sentence that was so awkward that no one could understand it, the mustachioed vampire flying in the air released a purple curse at Voldemort.

This is an ancient curse. With this magic, the mustache vampire easily defeated five Death Eaters.

It was such a curse that had high hopes, but it was blocked by the magic released by Voldemort.

Then he was choked by Voldemort with one hand.

Wandless and silent casting, the casting process cannot be easily interrupted.

This can no longer be described as brilliant, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as peerless and rare.

It's really terrible.

"Are you their leader?"

Although Voldemort's body had only just been born and had not been trained at all, no matter how hard the vampire struggled, he could not break free from his grasp, as if a clamp had been activated and tightly clenched his neck.

As Voldemort's five fingers contracted, the vampire's face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was in sharp contrast to the vampire's originally bloodless pale face.

It’s quite unbelievable that vampires belong to the category of ‘dead people’ in a strict sense. Compared to normal humans, they are actually closer to the Inferi. They have no body temperature, no heartbeat, are afraid of bright light, and do not need to eat other than sucking blood. Supplement nutrition, but they actually need to breathe.

"It doesn't look like the level is very good."

"My lovely servants are being driven around, and as their master I have to take action."

Voldemort sneered at the mustachioed vampire who was stuck by him, with a cat-and-mouse expression on his face.

"Let go of Chief Belmont."

Seeing the patriarch being humiliated, the other vampires yelled at each other, but how could Voldemort pay any attention to them.

Although vampires need to breathe, suffocation cannot kill vampires, it can only make them uncomfortable, just like sunlight and garlic can also make them uncomfortable.

Voldemort squeezed hard, and his ordinary palm seemed to turn into a red-hot iron, which was pressed against the neck of the vampire named Belmont, making a constant sizzling sound, accompanied by the smell of barbecue. .

Looking at the Belmont patriarch who was holding back his blush but could not make a sound and could only show an expression of pain, Voldemort showed a happy expression on his face.

He most likes to watch others being tortured, especially torturing others with his own hands, which makes him feel comfortable all over.

The Death Eaters standing behind him let out harsh laughter in a very cooperative manner, waving the flag and shouting like a group of little monsters following the Demon King.

Someone on the vampire side couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to rush over to save their patriarch. Voldemort just stretched out a finger with his other hand and flicked the air, and dark green light enveloped their bodies.

In an instant it disappeared into ashes.

The whole process was as smooth as silk, and these vampires didn't even have time to scream.

Voldemort's cruelty once again successfully shocked the vampires, and crushing them was as easy as crushing an ant.

"I say it again, kneel down, surrender to me, crawl at my feet, kiss the hem of my clothes and be my dog, I will let you go, and I will let your people go."

There was no doubt in Voldemort's tone.

However, this was of no use to the Belmont patriarch. He worked hard to move his lips and forcefully squeezed out a few words from the gaps between his teeth.

"We will not be anyone's slaves! The vampires will never be slaves!"

"It's a pity that you have to die."

Voldemort's tone turned cold again. He had no intention of subduing these vampires with emotion and reason like Zhuge Liang did when he captured Meng Huo seven times. His little patience was completely exhausted.

The palm of his hand holding the opponent's neck suddenly exerted force, and a dark green light suddenly emitted from the palm. Accompanied by the screams of the Belmont clan leader, the opponent's body began to decompose layer by layer in an instant.

The disintegration spell is a very evil black magic that will make people watch their bodies dissipate bit by bit, and they can do nothing but endure the pain caused.

Like the Cruciatus Curse, it is Voldemort's favorite curse, but the Cruciatus Curse allows him to "play" longer, and the Disintegration Curse has a stronger impact.

Not fearing death does not mean not fearing torture.

Voldemort wanted to use extreme violence to make the remaining vampires fear him.

He enjoys others being afraid of him, and he is good at using fear to dominate everything.

However, not everyone will do as he wishes. Decades ago, there were wizards such as Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix who fought against him for justice and justice. Now there are only more and more such wizards.

"Hahaha I see I see your weakness, Voldemort! No! Tom!"

"I like to threaten others with death. As powerful as you are, the thing you fear most is death!"

Belmont, whose body was decomposing bit by bit, actually started laughing wildly. Not only did he call out Voldemort's name, he even taunted him. As the oldest and most powerful member of the vampire family, he has the ability to see through the nature of people's hearts. Strength and the effect of Legilimency are two concepts, and they are also special racial talents in the vampire family.

"But you are wrong! Not everyone is afraid of death. Death is not scary to our family. It is just a new journey."

"so."

With only half of his body left, Belmont had a determined look in his eyes.

"Come die with me, Tom!"