Won, and won easily.


    Klein did not accept the post game interview, said hello to the coach, directly walked back to the waiting area with a broom, leaving only an uninhibited figure for the fans and reporters.


    Well, who calls you a hero of the team.


    Fans and reporters doted on Klein so much that there was no boo except for the voice of retention, and the cheering never stopped.


    Gasol, they call this an acid.


    Once I changed my identity, I abused thousands of people.


    What if they can''t afford to be sprayed with this kind of professional attitude like 250, 800, 000?


    "Hoo ~"


    Klein returned to the waiting area with his listless expression.


    I can''t help it. It''s a developmental period. He is very sleepy every night. This is a natural physiological phenomenon.


    however......


    He was destined not to wash for nothing and then sleep well tonight.


    Because Voldemort is resurrected again.


    .......


    Baltia, black forest.


    After applying for a lot of money from the Ministry of magic, little buddy Crouch stayed near balgolia so that every night he could serve his master through "transformation" and "door key".


    Voldemort was more comfortable.


    out of the depth of misfortune comes bliss.


    Escaped from the black wizard''s mouth, his life ushered in an unknown number of turning points.


    Every day I drink magic medicine and replenish it with herbs.


    Not only the soul was healed, but even the attached bambora mouse gained weight several times.


    It''s so comfortable~


    Compared with little buddy, Peter is really a waste.


    "Master, this is today''s Potion. After drinking, we can prepare the resurrection ceremony."


    Little buddy didn''t keep any of the original funds in the Department and the money approved by the Ministry of magic. He gave them all to Voldemort.


    What soul tonic secret medicine and unicorn blood are the same. Voldemort, who is used to hard days, even has a sense of luxury.


    But then the dark lord left those indifferent things behind.


    Come on, mend it for me. I want to mend it!


    "Good."


    Licking the potion in the bowl, Voldemort was very cold.


    Although he kept the posture of a mouse, it didn''t matter. In little buddy''s eyes, he was the Supreme God.


    "Master, all kinds of tools for the ceremony have been prepared... Because you have used the" bone, blood and flesh "Resurrection method, this time we can only exchange a perfect body from the summoned devil through sacrifice."


    Little buddy bowed his head respectfully and told his plan in detail.


    The devil''s call has always been regarded as taboo. Few people know and fewer will. But little buddy knew this method from some incomplete book and planned to give Voldemort a chance.


    "Yes."


    Voldemort answered, his tone unchanged.


    If there are other options, he doesn''t want to choose to revive in a very risky way.


    But after Chilo''s dedication and "bone, blood and flesh" resurrection, he was really at a loss.


    Just try.


    Anyway, he has nothing to lose.


    "Good master, I''ll start preparing."


    Little buddy was overjoyed and hurried to arrange the Dharma array according to the methods recorded in the taboo ancient books.


    White candle, rosemary, moon flower, human skull


    When the moon rose to the highest, he finally completed everything and invited Voldemort into the Dharma array respectfully.


    "In the dark, under the full moon, call your name, the unknown existence of the abyss, please show up."


    It''s a very authentic demon calling ceremony. Little buddy obviously worked hard.


    Through the magic and spiritual hook, he really succeeded in connecting the abyss and hell and got the response of the devil.


    However, the excited little buddy and Voldemort didn''t find out. While they made contact with the abyss, an obscure magic cut off the original contact


    "Who is calling the great Bayern!"


    What appeared was a tall "woman" riding a single humped camel.


    Little buddy looked up at baimeng with a trace of tension on his face.


    "Great baimeng, please listen to my request."


    He knelt on one knee and showed the pentagram on the back of his hand.


    "Yes."


    Baimeng looked down at little buddy and the center of the French array, as if pretending to be dead, and nodded gently.


    "Please give me a physical body that can be used as a resurrection spell. I am willing to exchange half of my soul!"


    Little buddy is not a "white whoring monster" who doesn''t want to be named. He can be called a simple man. Before the devil speaks, he puts forward the price he can exchange.


    "Half the soul?"


    Bai masked quietly, but he was almost moved to cry.


    Good guy, it''s not that the world has changed, but that he was unlucky to meet an alternative.


    It seems that there are honest people in the world~


    "Please give me your permission."


    Seeing that baimeng had not responded, little buddy thought he didn''t have enough chips, so he quickly shouted again.


    Fortunately, the threat around the black forest had been almost cleared by him during this time, otherwise he had to shout something out of his voice.


    "Well..."


    Baimeng also found that his response was very inappropriate. At the urging of someone hiding in the dark, he pretended to hesitate on his soft and beautiful face.


    Finally, the devil nodded and agreed.


    "The contract is established."


    After hearing this, little buddy and Voldemort were overjoyed. Voldemort didn''t dare to say anything, and little buddy put a smile on his face.


    With a flash of black light, a white human body appeared in the middle of the magic array.


    Baimeng was also not polite. He grabbed directly on little buddy''s head and took away a milky white shadow.


    Little pattington was struck by lightning and fainted in pain - the feeling of splitting his soul made him feel worse than death.


    "The contract is formed."


    Baimeng was very happy to get the real soul, but thinking of his tragic situation, he had to restrain his smile, cut off the connection expressionless, and returned to hell unhappily.


    "Ha ha!"


    When everything returned to normal, Voldemort laughed, his soul went out of his body and jumped on his new body like crazy.


    As for little buddy


    Let his faithful servant lie down for a while. What is more important than his own resurrection!


    Voldemort''s resurrection seemed quite smooth because he was a perfect empty body.


    When he opened his eyes, his familiar senses were activated again, and he finally enjoyed the happiness of living again.


    It''s just


    There seems to be something wrong.


    "Ah!"


    Carefully examining his body, Voldemort suddenly screamed.


    The demon who killed thousands of knives not only gave him a dwarf like body, but also turned him into a woman.


    The feeling of emptiness below made him go crazy!


    It was difficult to see the whole picture of the attached mouse, and now it''s too late to regret.


    Dark Lord（ ♀） The fierce man shed tears.


    His life is so hard!