I, an emotionally flawed person, seek redemption at Hogwarts

Killing intent filled Glenn's brain, and he shuttled through the sea of fire at a very fast speed.

The black substance that unconsciously emanated from his body became active, forming a faint insulation layer around him.

It was too active.

Glenn felt his flesh being torn apart, and the severe pain stimulated his mind.

Blood overflowed from his eyes at some point, but he ignored it.

He was searching, like a ferocious lion searching for his prey.

Wild laughter was heard, and following the sound, in the center of the room, a man in black robes was waving the stick in his hand wildly, emitting green light.

On the ground in front of him, there was a body that had been burned by flames, and there was a man who was missing a hand and holding the other hand on the broken end, standing and confronting the man in black robes.

"Avada Kedavra! Before Glenn could concentrate and see the man's face, the stick in the black-robed man's hand emitted a deep green light, which shot into the chest of the man with the broken arm.

Glenn could feel that the vitality of the man who was hit by the green light and flew into the sea of fire was completely dissipated in that instant.

"Oh, poor people, I don't want to kill you either, who asked you to chase me."The black-robed man turned his wrist like a conductor ending his performance, bowed gracefully to the two bodies that were burned beyond recognition in an instant, and said in a crazy and hoarse voice:

"So, little boy, who are you?"The man in black robe stood up and twisted his neck back. (For details, please see Crooked Neck Stop Cloud)

The hood fell off, revealing a hideous and grotesque male face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the anger and murderous aura in you are about to condense into water. Let me guess, do you know these two poor lucky guys?" He blinked, put his withered index finger to his mouth, and said playfully

"Who are they?" Glenn approached the black-robed man step by step with a gloomy face.

"I don't know, just two nosy strangers.

But, they, they dared to stop me... stop me from offering a sacrifice to the great Dark Lord!" He became excited, his facial features twisted into a ball

"So I just killed him."

"They are just a few Muggles, how dare they do this!"

"I can't believe that the great master passed away so easily, this is impossible!"

"As long as... as long as we offer enough sacrifices, the master will wake up!

Lead the pure blood, lead us Death Eaters to greatness again! Lead the wizarding world to greatness again!"He roared, his words were confused, like a madman.

His tone changed, and his dark green pupils stared at Glenn who had walked in front of him at some point.

"Damn mudblood, damn Muggle child, dregs of humanity!

Be grateful, you will use your death to deeply remember my name.

Use your soul to remember me!

The most pious servant of the Dark Lord!

My name is: Cha……"

The dagger pierced his jaw and stabbed into his brain.

Glenn twisted his wrist, pulled out the dagger, and shook off the red and white object on the blade.

""They?" Glenn muttered to himself in a cold voice, not even looking at the slowly falling body.

His brain was analyzing the large amount of information quickly in the severe pain.

Dark Lord, Death Eaters, wizards, purebloods, Muggles, Mudbloods.

There was no extra time to think in detail, because he felt four more disgusting auras coming from the sky, just like the corpse just now.

Three Death Eaters surrounded Glenn, and the other one frowned and checked the black-robed man lying on the ground.

"Charles is dead, his brain was pierced by a sharp object." He looked at the body on the ground in disbelief.

So why did he die of physical damage!

The leading Death Eater was unmoved, and said in a cold voice:"Charles, that lunatic, is dead, Gordon, quickly deal with this kid, the bastards of the Order of the Phoenix are about to release the Confusion Curse and catch up."

A Death Eater next to him waved his hand casually, as if to drive away flies:"Avada Kedavra!"

However, the scene that happened next will be forever engraved in their memory: before the green light arrived, the boy used the dagger in his hand to pick up the Killing Curse.

With a crisp sound, the Killing Curse dissipated.

I like the words of the Death Eaters: Ah?

Where is my Killing Curse?

I cast a Killing Curse!?

Glenn looked down at the dagger in his hand and it quickly disintegrated

"What is the Order of the Phoenix, and what is Avada Kedavra?"The emotionless voice, like a machine, reached the ears of the four Death Eaters, like the sound of a death knell. The black pupils flashed a bloody red light, and the boy raised his face with blood and tears, staring at the four people.

"Explain it to me." The boundless murderous intent solidified into a solid entity, filling every inch of the room.

The air around them seemed to stagnate, and the Death Eaters pinched their necks, feeling painfully suffocated.

"Don't want to talk? Never mind. I'm not in the mood to listen to you." The boy rubbed his fingers.

You made us speak, you bastard!

Something even more terrifying to the Death Eaters happened.

A violent black invisible entity quickly surged out from the boy's body, instantly occupying all their vision.

""Silent, silent?!" Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

The four people suddenly screamed.

The black substance entered their bodies roughly, and the black substance on the outside tightly wrapped them.

The next moment, as Glenn's fingers curled up and clenched, blood mist filled the sky.

""It's been a long time since I last felt this feeling."

Glenn fell backwards, bathed in blood, his eyes gradually blurred, and his consciousness was about to dissipate.

The silence that escaped from his body violently gushed out, frantically tearing everything around him.

His body seemed to be about to burst, and blood began to flow from all seven orifices.

It was about to explode.

Glenn thought silently, and scenes flashed before his eyes.

The familiar feeling of rebirth���The white ceiling, and the wrinkled face of Hermione, who was still a baby next to it, are still so funny when I think back. Mm, her little hands are so soft;

Mr. and Mrs. Hawthorne, my father and mother, have gentle smiles on their faces when they see me grow up healthily.

I'm sorry, I didn't make it in time;

I can clearly feel the kindness that naturally emanated from the Grangers next door when they invited me to their home, but Mr.

Granger often looked at me with a thief-guarding look, which seemed not so friendly.

I don't know why (Glenn spread his hands.

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jpg); and Hermione, a confident, studious and proud little adult, who often asks for praise after learning new knowledge.

After being praised, she is like a proud swan, and is particularly prone to blushing.

Mm, she is also a crybaby, so cute.

I will probably cry for a long time after I die.

In a trance, the crying Hermione in my mind seemed to appear in front of me, and the girl's heart-wrenching cry came to my ears.

"Glenn! How did you bleed so much!"The girl threw herself on Glenn with a wet quilt, her eyes red and her eyes wet with tears. The violent Obscurus unconsciously devoured the surrounding flames and made way for the girl to pass.

It was not an illusion!

The scattered consciousness recovered for a moment, and Hermione in her mind overlapped with the girl in front of her.

The flames and Obscurus raged, and the surroundings seemed like hell.

"I can go to hell."

Glenn thought silently.

"She can’t."

Using his last bit of strength, he hugged the girl tightly in his arms and pressed her to the ground, and said softly:

"Protect her."

Then his consciousness fell into darkness, and the surrounding ruins covered with flames collapsed.