hello mr draco

Pushing open the crumbling wooden door, the doorbell hanging on the door could no longer ring.

There were lost wands everywhere in the house, a large hole had been blown out of the ceiling board by a magical attack, the counter was overturned, and the passage leading to the backyard was littered with trash and fallen decorations.

He was still a step late, and Ollivander was probably captured by Voldemort.

Chen Junyuping felt very angry for the first time. When he disappeared for no reason, if Ollivander hadn't taken care of Tom and Spie carefully, how could they have lived so well?

Through the fireplace of Ollivander's wand shop, Chen Junhe forcibly broke the seal, and came to Malfoy Manor alone.

He came at just the right time, one crawled out of the fireplace, and dozens of wands pointed at him.

On a long table, a very handsome but daunting man sat on the main seat, with his gloved hands behind each other and his sharp chin propped up.

His big boa constrictor lay comfortably at his feet, raising its head that wanted to eat people from time to time, looking at the source of the movement.

When Chen Junyu came out, he was only wearing a Hanfu coat, and there was still some rain on the coat at the moment.On his white hair, crystal drops of water were illuminated by the chandelier on the ceiling.

The Death Eaters had never seen such an arrogant intruder, and everyone's wands were carefully pointed at the young man who had barged in suddenly.

Chen Junyu didn't pay attention to these youngsters, every time he approached the person on the table, and those next to him with their wands pointed at him, they were all tied up by vines like twists, huddled in the corner, tightly Wrapped tightly.

"What about the child?"

Voldemort's red pupils narrowed slightly, and the opponent's approaching step by step seemed to be stepping on his heart.Although he saw murderous intent in the godfather's eyes, he was well controlled after a while.

It was different from before, Chen Junyu had never attacked him like this before.The young Voldemort was thrown to the ground, and the wand in his hand seemed to have lost its magic. No matter how he controlled it, no magic spewed out.Chen Junyu, who saw everything in his eyes, smiled wickedly.

"You are just a character in the book, and you take it seriously, thinking that you can defy the sky!" Chen Junyu said so sarcasticly that Voldemort's face turned pale and angry.

Raising his hand, several spells more terrifying than before were cast on Voldemort's newly recovered body. He fell to the ground panting with a grim expression, and something was climbing in the meridians of his arm, challenging Open the flesh from his skin.

This feeling of being drilled into the flesh by a living plant is too painful to live.

The vine, which had sucked the blood, looked radiant and full of energy, wishing to suck the blood of all the Death Eaters present.

Chen Junyu looked down at Voldemort who fell at his feet. There was no fear in his red pupils, only regret and murderous intent.

What an unrepentant stinky brat, who wants to go to the house to expose the tiles if he doesn't fight for three days.

snort!

Chen Junyu snorted, and dragged the person on the ground straight up. With the pale fingers of his right hand, he picked up the wand that had fallen not far away, and let the vines pinch him in half in front of Voldemort.

He looked at the vines as if on purpose, and then said mockingly: "Since Ollivander and I studied the wand, your wand has been tampered with. You caught Ollivander It's useless, I left the blemish in your wand on purpose."

He moved his head a little closer to Voldemort, let his breath spray on his cochlea, and said with vengeful words, gritting his teeth word by word: "Is it true that every time the magic is strong enough, it won't go up? Let me tell you , since I planned to resurrect your soul, I didn't intend to make you as strong as before, you can only stay at this stage forever, isn't this feeling very good?"

The one lying on the ground couldn't get up, so Chen Junyu had time to look at the Death Eaters around him.He was a little confused, just you few wizards fighting back and forth, it looks no different from street gangsters fighting with the police.

He didn't understand what sense of superiority this group of people had?

Compared with the number of wizards and Muggles, each Muggle can step on it and trample their wizarding world into scum.They haven't given much thought to the human-creation plan yet, fighting among themselves, they have almost killed all the people, and the rest are just rubbish.

Saw a familiar one.

Naxisha, Draco's mother, seemed to be quite frightened by this scene, but she didn't lose her aristocratic demeanor. She couldn't figure out the situation, so she could only be tied up by vines, her body fell in the corner, and she looked at the people around her. everything.Beside her, a glaring witch struggled desperately, but was tied up by vines and couldn't breathe.

Chen Junyu leaned over funny, picked up his big fluffy hair, and said: "The harder you try, the tighter he will be tied. I advise you not to make yourself a little wound, they will branch into it. "

After successfully scaring the witch named Bellatrix Lestrange, Chen Junyu withdrew his hand brilliantly.

The magic vines he raised were indeed not ordinary vines. If he had no desire to kill, this kind of vines would be harmless, and at most they would serve as a protection.But no matter what, he kept blood vines in captivity. This kind of vines need to be supported by the flesh and blood of living people, and the owner who supports them is Chen Junyu.

There are small vine seeds in every blood vessel in his skin, which can quickly take root and germinate when stimulated.No matter whether there is soil or not, as long as there is air to survive, nothing will trouble him.

Of course, the werewolf in the corner had already cracked his teeth and bit off some vines cruelly.However, the speed of the vines branching was faster than it bit, and soon, his mouth was blocked by a large pile of vines, entangled around his neck, and his face turned red.

This was a familiar face, Chen Junyu walked over without thinking, tugged at his wolf ears, and then stomped on his tail.

"It's ugly~" He wiped his hands with a little disgust, he really couldn't look directly at the big bad wolf and Little Red Riding Hood in the fairy tale.The ugly werewolf in front of him is simply a joke.

But the only handsome villain should belong to Voldemort.He must have offended the author in his previous life, otherwise why did he become so ugly in the end?Even if the three views are not correct, the aesthetics are still distorted.No wonder, Harry Potter would kill him mercilessly.

Thinking of this, he was a little relieved that the Voldemort in front of him was not so ugly that people and gods were angry, at least he still maintained a young face.But his face is estimated to slowly age in prison.

Chen Jun also has no way to watch him live like this, he just wants to watch the other party's blood spray on his face little by little with his own hands, so that he will have a sense of superiority in catching prey, isn't it...