Chapter 23 Gentlemen, Please Listen to the Dragon's Roar!

Skander couldn't help but frown when he heard the boy calling himself Tom Riddle.

Of course he didn't believe this kid's nonsense.

The reason is simple. Skander had dealt with that man many times, had long-term cooperation, and knew him quite well...so he knew who the name Tom Riddle was referring to!

Speaking of Tom Riddle, Skander suddenly remembered one thing, that is, the Dark Lord still owed him money that he had not paid back!

Back then, Voldemort bought a batch of expensive magical creatures from him, but before he could pay... he died!

Debt cannot be wiped out after death. Skander even approached Malfoy to ask for money. Unexpectedly, this servant of the Dark Lord directly denied that he was a Death Eater. He also said that he was not familiar with the Dark Lord and asked him not to slander him!

This wave of light-speed changes can only be said... the deep love between master and servant!

After so many years, Skander forgot about it. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him called himself Tom Riddle and reminded him of this bad debt again.

How interesting!

Skander also remembered that Voldemort had said many times that he would not die and would come back no matter what he encountered.

Don't care whether Skander believes this or not, but since you call yourself Tom Riddle...can we settle the bill first?

As long as you are willing to get married, I will recognize you as Merlin!

Hearing Skander saying that Voldemort would not pay back the money he owed, Rolf first despised the Dark Lord, and then hurriedly said:

"What does the money Voldemort owes you have to do with me, Tom Riddle?"

"..."

Skander's eyes were fixed on the young man, and he moved his eyes downward to look at the box in the young man's hand. He suddenly remembered Helen's words, narrowed his eyes and said:

"Are you Newt Scamander's grandson?"

When his identity was revealed, Luo Fu was not embarrassed at all, nor did he continue to pretend to be dumbfounded. He simply said:

"Oh, it seems you know my grandfather?"

"It's more than just acquaintance." Skander took a deep breath and said, "We... left a deep mark on each other back then."

Skander's left ear was missing. Many people thought it was broken off by a magical creature, but only he knew that it was the man who broke it off!

Skander wanted to take revenge, and even after Helen's reminder, he wanted to cause trouble for his grandson. Unexpectedly, this kid came to his door by himself. What an unexpected surprise!

Skander suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked:

"So, kid, why did you break into my room tonight? And into my tent? You want to see the circus show, which doesn't start until tomorrow night."

"I gave that dwarf one galleon and one sickle." Rolf shrugged and said, "He promised to sell me two magical creatures. I was just selecting them."

"With that little money... you just want to buy the Cat Leopard and the Horned Camel, right?" Skander looked at the open cage and sneered:

"Do you think that's possible?!"

"How is it impossible?" Luo Fu asked suspiciously: "You don't know how to do business without integrity, do you?"

"I'm just a child, don't lie to me. I was bitten by a dog when I was a child..." The young man's eyes were as cold as knives and he chuckled: "I went crazy, even I was afraid of myself!"

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"I can give it to you." Skander stared at the box in Rolf's hand and said with greedy eyes: "But just keep your box."

He knew that Newt Scamander's box was very special. The space inside was very large... very large, and contained countless magical creatures. It was the thing he coveted most.

I think the box in Newt's grandson's hands also has the same effect.

"Want it?" Luofu raised the box with one hand and said, "Get it yourself!"

"Don't worry, there are a lot of Inferi in my tent. Let them first..." Skander's eyes were cold and he said with a cruel smile: "Play with you!"

He waved his wand, and the Inferi, which had just been ordered to suspend their attacks, pounced on the young man again.

Almost at the same time, Luo Fu's mind moved and he muttered silently: "The ice blade arrow is missing!"

A row of ice arrows instantly condensed into the air. The young man raised his hand and released it, and wisps of cold, slender light flew out in a fan shape!

The magical talent of the Kabulosaurus is to lower the temperature. After capturing the Kabulosaurus, Roof also obtained this magic.

The Mayflower was sailing in the ocean, and there was a lot of water vapor in the air. Coupled with the horse-shaped water monster's ability to control water... Rolf could easily condense water into ice.

Countless ice arrows splashed down, and the group of Inferi were so slow that they had no time to dodge. Of course, they would not dodge and were shot directly.

The Inferi were so dense that many ice arrows even penetrated the chests of two Inferi, making them string together like candied haws.

Black liquid slowly flowed out from the wounds of the Inferi, like black snakes, corroding the ice arrows.

Their offensive was only stopped for a moment, and they continued to charge forward tirelessly.

Luofu didn't care either. He raised his hand and drew a half arc, and another row of ice arrows spread out quickly like a fan.

He said calmly: "Shoot."

The rain of arrows hit his face again.

After five consecutive rounds of shooting, the Inferi in the front row had turned into broken limbs.

But even so, even if only one arm and one head were left, they were still swinging violently on the floor, crawling towards the boy.

This is the terrifying thing about the Inferi. They have died long ago and are enemies that will never fall.

Skander, who was watching from a distance, was also shocked. This kid didn't use a wand, but he could summon ice arrows... wandless spells?

But how old is he? !

And the rounds of ice arrows that he was able to use with ease were not an attack that he could perform at his age.

Could it be that this kid had some magical creatures around him, protecting him in secret? Or was it an alchemical item? !

Skander was a little uncertain, but he knew that this kid's way of dealing with the Inferi was useless. It seemed that he was too young and lacked combat experience.

While Rove's attention was on the Inferi, Skander, who was hiding in the corner, suddenly raised his wand, and a red light insidiously shot Rove's back.

"Die!"

Rove didn't turn around, but as if there was an eye on his back, he immediately leaned back and pressed his back to the ground, barely avoiding a tricky sneak attack.

In the cage in the distance, a frantic barking of a jackal was heard. When Skander heard the jackal's reminder, his expression changed drastically and he dodged to the side.

An ice arrow passed by, but it did not penetrate Skander's head, but it still cut across his face, and blood immediately bloomed.

"What a pity." Rolf stood up and said, "I didn't kill you."

Skander did not wipe the blood off his face, frowned and said, "You deliberately exposed your flaws to attract my attack, and then attacked me while my attention was on you?"

"Not too stupid." Rolf raised his mouth and said, "If it weren't for the jackal to remind you, you would have died."

"But how did you avoid my coma spell?" Skander asked curiously.

The spider sense of the eight-eyed giant spider is enough for Rolf to detect danger in advance; and the soft joint skills of the Golden Snidget allow him to make unimaginable difficult evasive postures.

However, Rolf did not explain, but sneered: "Any first-year student from Hogwarts can dodge your weak attack!"

Scander said in a sharp and piercing voice: "Boy, you angered me."

"So what?" Rolf said with a fake smile on his face: "Come here, don't just hide in the corner, relying on these corpses, you can't kill me."

"It's okay, the corpses are just appetizers." Skander laughed: "You don't think you can leave here tonight, do you?

You can only blame Can you blame yourself for being too arrogant and breaking into my tent... I was thinking about what kind of opponent should I give you? "

"Ermhorn...Nangpox...Scorpiontail...Emperor Python...Or Acromantula?" Skander pretended to think for a moment, his face full of sinisterness, grinning: "How about all of them?"

"Five to one...Don't say I'm bullying you, after all, you are Mr. Newt Scamander's grandson, isn't it easy to deal with these magical creatures?"

Ice arrows are still shooting, slowing down the speed of the corpses' attack.

Rolf put his hands in his pockets, he smiled frivolously, and asked: "Then can I choose a fire dragon?"

Skander hummed in confusion, not knowing what the boy meant.

"Mr. Skander, does your circus not have a dragon, or are you afraid that if you release a dragon, it will be too destructive and burn down this tent?"

Rolf grinned, holding the box in one hand and said:

"Then let me ask you one more question, do you think... is there a dragon here?"

Skander's face was gloomy, he didn't believe that Newt would put a dangerous dragon... in the box of a 12 or 13-year-old boy!

That box was just a "toy", at most it contained some not-so-powerful magical creatures, it couldn't be a creature as dangerous as a dragon.

Absolutely impossible!

This kid is bluffing!

Rolf, with a harmless face, slowly opened the box, he smiled brightly and said:

"Let me show you my Norwegian Crested Dragon, don't say I'm bullying you, after all... you are Mr. Skander of the Mysterious Circus."

Rolf blew a whistle, and a moment later, a huge monster flew out of the box, it spread its huge wings like the night, and its shadow fell on the ground.

"Gentlemen, please listen to the dragon's roar!"

"Roar, roar, roar!

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(A little late, sorry, but it's a 2800-word chapter after all.)