Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

Quirrell was covered in cold sweat and looked at Sean nervously, for fear that he might have pulled out some alchemy tool he had never seen before.

"The other party didn't want to talk to you and threw a Harry at you."

After all, Sean threw Harry directly into Quirrell's arms.

Poor Quirrell, who still didn't know the magic power on Harry's body, grabbed Harry and put his wand on Harry's neck:

"Give me the Philosopher's Stone! Or I'll kill Harry!"

"really?"

Sean made a very exaggerated expression of fear:

"I'm really scared, please don't hurt Harry."

Harry, who was stunned at first, suddenly saw Quirrell grabbing his hand and it started to petrify!

I have to say that Harry, the more critical he is, the faster his mind turns.

"Thank you, Sean!"

Harry smiled at Sean, then turned his head and grabbed Quirrell's face.

"What are you doing? My hand!! What kind of magic is this!!"

"My lord... save me..."

Quirrell turned into a pool of ashes before he could even let out a scream.

"We made it! Sean! But...why did you come to Hogwarts with a gun?"

Harry turned his head in surprise, only to find that Sean's face gradually became solemn.

"This gun... it's hard to say, come here Harry, the Lord is here."

Harry looked back and saw a little smoke rising from the ashes.

The smoke gradually condensed into the appearance of Voldemort.

"Sean...Harry...I'll be back, I'll kill you all!"

Voldemort roared and charged directly in Harry's direction.

Harry's body stiffened, he wanted to run, but found that his body couldn't move!

Just at this critical moment, Sean grabbed Harry's collar and pulled it behind him:

"Want to go now? We're not done yet!"

"Harry, wait for me here!"

After Sean said that, he opened the training room instantly.

The next moment, along with Voldemort and Sean himself disappeared into the secret room.

in the training room.

"Is this your magic?"

Voldemort floated in front of Sean like a cloud of smoke.

The expression on Sean's face gradually became weird:

"I didn't expect to be able to pull you in, Voldemort, and then it's time for the two of us."

[System, adjust the training room time, the ratio is 1:60, and it lasts for one hour. 】

[Deducted 60 points successfully. 】

Hearing the prompt from the system, Sean turned his head to stare at Voldemort, bared his teeth, and showed his big white teeth.

"Bite to the bone!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

Sean held the wand, the tip of the wand burst out with a dark green magic light, and the other end was connected to the smoke that Voldemort turned into.

"Bite to the bone!"

"Ahhh! What do you want to do!! You say your purpose! Stop using the Cruciatus!"

Voldemort shouted furiously.

"It's nothing, just let you experience the feelings of those who are tortured by you."

"Bite to the bone!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Hehehe... Sean Sebastian, look at you, black magic is your talent!"

"You can use the piercing heart attack so skillfully at the age of eleven. You must have someone you hate, right?"

"Join me, Sean, I can make you kill anyone you don't like!"

Voldemort fell to the ground, making a demagogic sound.

In the eyes of Voldemort, Sean must have hated people, because only hatred can make a person so skilled in black magic.

But what he didn't know was that Sean's Cruciatus was given by the system.

If he really wanted to say hate, what he hated most was the Cruciatus that others praised him!

He clearly didn't want the damn Azkaban one-way ticket!

"Bite to the bone!"

"Aah!!! Stop! What did I do wrong!! Stop!!"

"Biting to the bone! Heart-piercing!!"

Sean tortured for more than ten minutes before gasping for breath:

"Don't talk nonsense next time, or add another hour, understand?"

Voldemort was completely silent, turning into a cloud of smoke floating in front of Sean.

"Don't pretend to be dead and teach me the Fire Spell unless you want to be tortured for another hour."

As soon as Sean's voice fell, the cloud of smoke once again turned into Voldemort's appearance:

"Okay...I'll teach you..."

"The curse is... Fiery summons... You have to imagine an unquenchable flame, like the fire of your anger..."

A few minutes later, while practicing sharp fire, Sean asked:

"Tom, what do you say your purpose is?"

Voldemort was silent for a long time before he said:

"I'm going to kill all Muggles, Mudblood wizards, and immortals, how about that? Join me!"

"I can give you supreme power! And eternal life!"

Sean pouted:

"Why? How did Muggles and Mudbloods mess with you? Biting to the bone!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

Voldemort roared at Sean in a frenzy.

"My parents are Muggles, don't talk shit. Answer my questions."

"Because Muggles are vile! Dirty, stupid, they don't deserve to live in this world."

"Bite to the bone!"

Sean cast the Cruciatus again, and without waiting for Voldemort to ask, Sean took the initiative to say:

"It's nothing, this time I don't like you."

Sean snapped his fingers:

"In the end, you don't hate Muggles, you hate your Muggle father. Although I sympathize with your childhood experiences, you are a typical problem boy!"

"Shut up! I'm going to kill you, Sean Sebastian! I don't need your pity! I'm going to kill you!"

Voldemort's hysterical roar.

"Bite to the bone!"

Sean released a Crucifixion before he said lightly:

"Dharma King Thunder doesn't bully me, it's really cool to torture problem children!".

Chapter 80 The system forced me to dig Voldemort's ancestral grave

An hour passed quickly.Sean's Fiery Fire Charm practiced very successfully.

This can be seen by looking at Voldemort who was screaming in the fire.

He is in a wonderful state now, he can feel pain, speak, and even hate.

But just won't die.

However, Sean could sense that his state would not last long.

Originally, Sean was still thinking that if he could convince Voldemort, he might be able to do it with him.

At that time, Sean's subordinate is Voldemort, who would dare to come to court?

But after getting to know Sean, it was found that the child's psychological problems were very serious.

There is basically no way to get him back on track, his purpose is to live forever and kill all Muggles.

In the last minute, Sean looked at the disfigured Voldemort who had been tortured in front of him and sighed:

"After all, you and I are not the same people, and we do not conspire with each other. See you later, Voldemort."

After Sean said that, he took Voldemort out of the training room.

After all, Sean couldn't kill Voldemort, and when there were people in the training room, Sean couldn't get out himself.

And it's useless to lock him anywhere, on the contrary, it may put Slytherin students who enter the training room at risk.