I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Tom Riddle...Although it was the former name of the Dark Lord, he abandoned this name half a century ago and changed it to Voldemort.

Therefore, few people know about it.

But as the most fanatical believer of the Dark Lord, Bellatrix certainly knew it. She stared at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with crazy black eyes, and said:

Who are you?!

Rove smiled brightly, and said: I have the same name as Voldemort, and I am also called Tom. Of course, you can also call me master... I can bear it.

You deserve that name too?!

Bellatrix was furious. She opened her mouth, which hadn't been brushed for more than ten years, and spit out a big mouthful of stinky saliva.

But the spittle didn't land on the boy, instead it flew halfway, and suddenly returned along the same path, hitting Bellatrix's own filthy face.

Luo Fu smiled, and said with a look that deserved a beating: So eager to find death?

The boy squeezed Bellatrix's neck tightly, exerted strength with five fingers, and lifted it up, and the woman's body was suspended in the air.

Her feet were high off the ground, the toes trembled violently, her hands patted his powerful arms in vain, her face turned from red to purple.

When Bellatrix was about to suffocate, Rove let go, and the woman fell to the ground hard, gasping for breath, she retreated to the corner of the cell, away from the boy.

Bellatrix bit her lip with yellowed teeth, blood oozing, and said viciously:

Don't let me go out, or I will definitely kill you all...

Rove's arm suddenly stretched several meters like rubber, his palm passed through the iron fence, reached in front of Bellatrix, and slapped her hard.

The woman's cheeks immediately turned red and swollen.

If you dare to say one more word, Rove sneered, I'll give you another slap in the face.

It was the first time for Bellatrix to be slapped, which made her feel humiliated, and her two eyeballs were filled with sickly bloodshot eyes.

The Dark Lord will come to save me...by then, all of you will die!

Rove slapped her again, and now her cheeks were flushed on both sides.

The boy withdrew the arm transformed by the magic of the bird and snake, narrowed his cold eyes, and said with a sneer:

The only reason I didn't kill you is because there are people out there who are waiting to seek revenge from you... Bellatrix, you must live well and don't die in Azkaban.

Rove turned around and walked towards Kingsley, who had already left the cell and was waiting not far away. Kingsley did not speak, and quietly led the boy out of this level of prison.

Of course he would not stop Rove from teaching Bellatrix, after all, many Aurors he knew also died at the hands of these Death Eaters.

He hated these people even more.

Bellatrix was lying on the ground, staring at the boy's figure, as if she wanted to keep him firmly in her heart.

After leaving the lowest level of the prison, Rove followed Kingsley into a steep and rugged stone path.

Most of it is natural, but there are steps chiseled here and there to make the climb a little easier.

Surrounded by steep rock walls that have been weathered and rain-eroded for thousands of years, in some places, the rocks present strange shapes, which is very wonderful.

After walking for a long time, the tunnel suddenly widened,

A forest of towering pines and cypresses was revealed, the ground covered with a layer of fallen needles and dotted with pine cones.

At the entrance, there were two dementor guards standing. Kingsley stepped forward to negotiate with them for a while, and after getting permission, he led Rove into the forest.

The two of them walked through the green shadows, pushing aside countless stretched branches, and even the air seemed to be gray-green, silent.

At the end of the forest, there is a lake, the water of the lake is extremely clear, as clear as a mirror, and it exudes a hazy, soft light.

Rove stood by the lake. He stretched out his hand to scoop up a handful of water, and found that the lake water was as warm as tears, but not salty. It tasted like soil, plants and life.

This is the lake where the dementors were born. Rove heard Newt mention it, so he was very curious, so he asked Fudge to come and investigate.

At this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the lake, and extremely tiny stars were faintly visible, like a galaxy rotating.

Accompanied by the sound of gurgling, bubbling bubbles appeared in the vortex, and then, suddenly, a tall and stalwart creature emerged.

The creature was exactly the same as the wizard, but it was tall, a full three meters tall.

Its appearance was also so handsome that Rove couldn't be sure whether it was a man or a woman for a while.

The creature's hair was dotted with silvery dark gold, and its skin was crystal clear and radiant, like gems.

On that creature was a long robe, with countless words engraved on the surface, between the lines, like golden rivers, exuding a holy aura.

From a distance, it is bathed in light, like a god.

But this kind of scene only lasted for a few seconds. When it left the lake water and was exposed to the air, it rotted and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The handsome cheeks are covered with uneven potholes, the eye sockets are hollow, there is a big hole in the mouth, and the arms are covered with gray scabs...

It turned into the dementor Rove knew well!

The whole process looks very similar to the intact corpses preserved in those tombs for thousands of years. When exposed to fresh air, the corpses oxidize rapidly.

The newly born dementor, smelling the breath of happiness, hid its face under the same decayed cloak, and then rushed straight at Rove and Kingsley.

Kingsley raised his wand, aimed at the dementor, and shouted, Call God to protect you!

A silver lynx emerged from the tip of the staff, and it landed lightly behind, bumping towards the dementor.

Rove, don't wander around here...I'll drive it out, and I'll be right back. Kingsley ran away quickly.

Rove nodded, and he continued squinting at the lake, waiting to see if he would see the second dementor.

At this moment, the boy was attracted by something on the other side of the lake. He got up and flew over. When he got close, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

It turned out to be the corpse of a wizard, with twisted limbs and swollen body. The soaked cloak was hung on a piece of rotten wood, and a box was tied around the ankle of the corpse.

Rove waved his wand, transferred the corpse to his box, and returned to the shore.

After Kingsley came back, Rove didn't mention the corpse, and went back to the first floor with him.

Fudge had been waiting in the hall for a while, and when he saw Rove, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: We're done reading, let's go back quickly.

Rove looked at the happy Fudge, and asked curiously, Mr. Minister, what happened?

The dementor lost near Hogsmeade... Fudge said with a smile on his face:

It has come back by itself!

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