The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

“It’s our faux pas, then the two of us will retire first and not bother Mr. Wilkes.” Richard Roman gave a polite salute and the two left.

“The French are so polite.” Luna said with emotion.

Wilkes smiled and did not break it, after all, he did not want his girlfriend to know his various achievements in recent years, and the people he really killed were estimated to be not much less than Voldemort, after all, he killed everything that stood in his way.

After dinner, Wilkes went to check out.

“Dear Sir, your meal fee has been settled, and the other party has reserved an amount, and your next consumption in our store will still be free.” The restaurant manager said politely.

This Richard will be a man then, and it seems that this is also some small compensation. Of course, Wilkes won’t eat here, and he doesn’t like to owe favors to others. I have to say that the French Ministry of Magic is very good at people, and even if it is attacked here, Wilkes does not hate the country at all.

Left the restaurant with a few people, and today everyone went to the Louvre to play, probably because of yesterday’s incident, there were more patrols nearby, and relatively nothing happened.

In a villa in St. Petersburg, Oluos.

Voldemort sat languidly on a stone throne. Holding a cup of vodka in his hand, his eyes looked indifferently at a human kneeling in front of him pale and colorless, but he could not feel a trace of living breath from the other party’s body.

“Master, the St. Petersburg government has taken full control, the wizarding association here has been attacked, and everyone has become your faithful servant.” The kneeling man reported without emotion.

“Hahaha, Wilkes you wait!! I’ll kill you soon!” Kill you! Voldemort growled a little madly, but in the blink of an eye, he regained his composure. It seems like a different person.

“Everyone? No, start attacking Muggles and make Muggles into nourishment and throw them at the gates of hell so my little darlings can come out. Wait and become my people. The day of the end… You promised to kill Wilkes! Voldemort suddenly said emotionally.

“Be quiet, I will fulfill your wish, but the sacrifice is a must. What I want to do is my freedom! “Voldemort began to argue with himself like a schizoid personality. But the people kneeling below did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations… That’s right, they are no longer alive, and they are now basically the walking dead after being eroded by undead magic. Absolutely faithful pawn.

“Hmph, if you don’t kill Wilkes, I won’t give you this body even if it is destroyed!” At the end of the quarrel, Voldemort threatens himself.

“It’s soon, when I include this country in my territory, the country will not let go.” After saying this in a low tone, Voldemort walked towards a row of terrified living people on the side, and a huge scythe appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Waved without mercy, the moment the person was cut off from the waist, he died.

“What a delicious death.” With an intoxicated look on his face, Voldemort walked towards the next wretched bug.

Ministry of Magic of Olus.

“What happened in St. Petersburg? Why didn’t regular contact come? A burly man asked unhappily.

“I don’t know, Rick reported a few dark magic creatures there the other day, wouldn’t he delay the trip to deal with that?” Hahahaha” came an unscrupulous sneer.

“Don’t wait, start the meeting, the Ministry of Magic of the Ying country is very active recently, it actually opened such an obvious declaration mode, and the Danish side actually compromised, which is really interesting!”

“I think something should be going on in between, it’s better to be careful with the Ministry of Magic of the Ying Kingdom, I think they are going to make some big move!”

“Hmph, it’s just a little ghost, the representative of Denmark was waiting outside to plot against him last time, but he was killed back, if that little devil dares to come to our side, I will definitely teach him what a real wizard is!” A big man said conceitedly.

“Don’t be too proud, send some Aurors to Denmark to inquire about the country. I have a not-so-good hunch. The Minister of Magic, who was sitting in the first place, said calmly.

The meeting then continued.

When the meeting ended, the head of the St. Petersburg branch still did not appear.

“Dory, Morton, you two go see what that idiot Rick is doing, and if he’s frustrated by those dark magical creatures, you’ll be there to help him.” The Minister of Magic spoke.

A man and a woman stood up and walked towards the door.

“End the meeting!” The Minister of Magic said and left the room.

Dori and Morton came out of the conference room.

“Baby, go get some vodka? Rick’s waste, even some dark creatures can’t deal with, and he has to trouble us to help. The man asked with a hippie smile.

“Why not?” The woman gladly accepted, and the two walked to a bar on the side of the road.

“Boss! Two cups of vodka! Sitting behind the table, the man shouted.

After a while, the bartender brought two teacups of vodka and placed them in front of the two.

“A damn drink!” The two clinked glasses and drank the vodka in one gulp.

“Boss! One more bottle! The man slammed his glass on the table.