Harry Potter: My Elemental Magic Turns the World Upside Down

Arvis Carter's death caused quite a commotion.

After all, Alvis Carter is one of the heirs of the Carter family.

And Keitelaire's actions also let many aristocratic families inquire clearly.

Hogwarts.

Alvis Carter not only moved Kettler's interests, but also walked in the opposite direction of Kettler, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is his own fault.

But, just like that, it seemed overbearing to kill Alvis Carter.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't that what Keitelair has always been like?

Anyone who stands against him will have a hard time.

Unless, Kettleair doesn't care about it.

Therefore, after some aristocratic families learned what had happened, they secretly restrained their subordinates, or the youngsters they had secretly cultivated.

Out of ten students in Hogwarts, there will always be three or four who are trained by a certain force.

These students were all warned and restrained in different ways.

The same is true, for the next time, Hogwarts fell into a brief silence.

"Is it so scary already?" Voldemort sat on the throne, listening to Mulciber's report, his red eyes gleamed with a dark light, and said in a low voice.

He knew that Kettleair was powerful, and he was preparing to try to make those families put pressure on the Lyle family, and then restrain Kettleair.

But the silence of the Carter family and the restraints of other families made Voldemort suddenly feel that these super families were too comfortable.

Voldemort did not deny at all that behind these super families, there are still impressive forces supporting them.

What's more, behind this, there are some gods who are awakening, or have already awakened.

"Twilight of the Gods!"

"How many old friends have been resurrected?"

"It seems that I still need to visit one by one."

Voldemort muttered in his mouth, and various plans flashed in his mind, and in the end he still needed to try them out one by one himself.

Mulciber stood below, trembling a little, as if he had never heard what Voldemort said.

The more he knew, the sooner he might die.

For example, Voldemort is now fully aware of the fact that he is a double agent.

Although Voldemort didn't have the magical means like Kettleair, it was not much less, and even more frightening to him.

This process is painful.

If he could, he would rather bear the force that Kettlelae put on him.

"Mulciber, go about your business."

"I want to see that the Carter family joins forces with other families to put pressure on the Lyle family, or even do it directly."

"I'll only give them five days. Five days will pass. If I don't give an answer, I will visit them one by one."

Mulciber couldn't help shivering when he heard Voldemort's words.

Visit one by one?

Are you sure you didn't intend to kill someone?

Mulciber had no doubt that Voldemort would do this, just like in the original Death Eaters organization, there were many disobedient people who directly became Voldemort's nourishment.

Now, those who are still in the Death Eaters organization are all people who are intimidated by Voldemort's methods.

This is Voldemort's power, too strong.

"Yes, Lord Dark Lord."

Mulciber didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately turned and left.

At this time, any suspicious behavior may cost him his life.

After Mulciber left, Voldemort also rolled up a black mist.

The black mist drifted, and a figure hidden in the black mist slowly came out.

And Voldemort, sitting on the throne, looked a little weak.

Leaning on the chair, Voldemort looked at the person in front of him and said calmly, "What are you going to do next?"

"Don't you want to become stronger?" The God of Death sneered, and then said condescendingly.

"My power is enough to make you stand on a higher position, and let you enjoy the power that others cannot touch."

"And Kettlesel, whom you have been dreading all this time, can also be taken down easily."

Voldemort heard Death's words and fell into a brief thought.

The power of Death is not something he can contend with.

But in the matter of joining forces, it is possible.

Otherwise, with his current strength, he would simply be unable to defeat an existence as powerful as Kettleair.

What's more, he will face a bigger crisis.

His resurrection is already destined to go on the opposite side of Kettleair.

Dumbledore was going to die, Hogwarts had to die, and some things had to be brought out.

Hogwarts.

Simple living.

Kettleair stared at the old man in front of him, looking at it with interest.

To be honest, he was very surprised.

From his point of view, the guy who has been hiding it all the time, and who has played the word "gou" very well, will not easily stand up as an old antique until the moment of life and death.

At this time, he appeared in front of him with a smile on his face, looking very kind, and even on his body, he gave people the appearance of half stepping into the coffin.

Dressed in a gray-white robe, holding an unknown wooden staff, he sat here quietly.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the terrifying power hidden in the opponent's body, he would really like to slap this old guy and teach him how to behave.

I've been a god for so long that I don't even know what it's like to be a human being.

"Old man, if you laugh again, believe it or not, I will do it directly?" Keltrel said dissatisfiedly looking at the old guy in front of him.

"Also, tell me your identity."

"Hide it and say nothing, then I can only treat you as an enemy."

Hearing this, the old guy hurriedly said, "Boy Kate."

Kettleair frowned, the holy light on his body flickered, the old guy quickly changed his words, and said, "Mr. Kettleair, you should maintain due respect for an old man."

Keitelaire snapped his fingers, eight lightsabers appeared around, and pointed at the old guy, saying: "If you want to continue talking nonsense, I don't mind letting you taste the light."

The old guy looked at Kettleaire like this, and was a little astonished.

Are young people nowadays so rigid?

Motionless is such a dangerous and powerful magic.

"Ahem, sorry!"

"Solemnly introduce, this old man is the god in charge of prophecy, medical treatment, and animal husbandry, also known as the sun god, Apollo."

"In addition, the world still calls me the God of Light."

"Do you think we are very similar!"

As the old guy said, he looked at Keitelaire with more anticipation.

It felt like a child begging for praise in front of his father.

Kettleaire heard the old guy's words, his cheeks twitched slightly, and then his face turned black, and he approached the old guy with eight lightsabers in an instant, and said in a cold tone: "Who looks like you? You shameless old thing .”