After experiencing the pain, the vampire was slowly regaining consciousness. When Tom waved his wand, the vampire lying on the ground reacted; he sprang back as if he had received a very powerful blow to his chest.
The vampire thought that a few of his bones were broken. The vampire knelt down and started begging Tom, "Please don't kill me; I'll do whatever you want, sir, please spare this wretched person's life."
When Tom looked at the vampire, he remembered the days when he was Voldemort. Remembering the past made him even more angry. He cast a simple spell called 'Slugulus Eructo' on the vampire.
Even children could perform this spell. The effect of this spell causes the person to vomit slugs. Under normal circumstances, this spell would pass on its own in a few hours, but Tom had injected a considerable amount of magical power into the spell. The vampire would probably vomit slugs for a week.
The vampire vomited with a feeling from his mouth. When a vampire consumed something other than blood, he would vomit, but he couldn't remember eating anything, so when a slug came out of his mouth, his spirits sank.
The wolves were watching what was happening. They had never seen anything like this before in their lives. The man holding a wand was like a god-like being. While the vampire was vomiting slugs consecutively, Tom spoke for the first time. "If I see you causing trouble in my territory again, I will make you pray for death."
After waving his wand, the barrier disappeared. The vampire was trembling with fear; it was the first time he had encountered such a thing since he became a vampire. He thought he was very special, but today he felt like a bug.
As the vampire continued to vomit slugs, he got up and continued to vomit. He ran away from there. The wolves, on the other hand, retreated cautiously.
They wanted to take the child, but they didn't cause any trouble because they didn't think Tom would allow it. Tom apparated the child in the town square and used the Imperius Curse on a man to make sure the child was found by the police.
The child had been kidnapped by a vampire while playing in his backyard that day; his family had already informed the police. The child was being searched all over the town. The vampire Tom had expelled had told his friends what had happened, but no one believed him because they didn't want to believe in the possibility of such a thing being true.
These vampires, who considered themselves the superior race in this world, did not want to confront the fact that there was a being stronger than themselves.
I'm watching the news tonight; Muggle life is very different from Wizard life. While wizarding newspapers praised the Minister of Magic, Muggle newspapers took a critical approach.
After dinner, I started to do maintenance on my wand. This wand had cracked after the spells I cast with it. But Tom didn't need to worry because he had prepared a few spare wands.
He still had time to make new wands, and even without a wand, he could perform some defensive spells. He wasn't a vulnerable man without the Dark Lord's wand, even though everyone feared him.
There were some vampire hairs and the feathers of those large magical wolves to make new wands. I hadn't discarded them, thinking they might be needed; I just needed some elderberry wood. Actually, making a wand from vampire bone could be nice.
I had used a bone wand before; I had dueled with Dumbledore using that wand. If that old fool didn't have an elder wand, he wouldn't have been able to withstand me.
Now I don't have any vampire bones; I wish I had also taken the vampire's bone when I returned today. Tom had stopped going to school; he had worked there for a long time but hadn't gotten used to it.
He knew he could find other ways to make money; as a wizard, it was impossible for him to be without money.
Actually, he didn't need money, but he had taken out a loan to buy the house, and he still had to pay back $20,000. Tom was very wealthy as the Dark Lord; with a single sentence, he could have taken the money of many prominent wizarding families.
For example, if he wanted, he could have taken all the Malfoys' money; Lucius was so afraid of Tom that he would give all his money without saying a word.
Another thing that was bothering Tom these days was that he kept seeing Alice after leaving his job, but he had never seen Alice since he left his job. He had seen more beautiful women than Alice before, but he hadn't cared about any of them.
He couldn't understand why he couldn't get Alice out of his mind. Despite having an idea in mind, he didn't want to believe in that idea. A few days later I left my cracked wand at home and took my spare wand with me. I have some ideas to make money. It makes sense to sell my car because I don't think I'll use the car while apparating.
But I won't rush to sell my car; I should be able to find money from elsewhere. If he wanted to, Tom could easily make this money through illegal means, but he wouldn't resort to such a path because he was an honorable man.
Even if Tom didn't pay his debt, Dr. Cullen couldn't harm him. Since it was the middle of winter, it was snowing outside. I needed to get some elderberry wood from the forest. After arranging thick clothes on me, I went outside.
It was very quiet outside; silence was peaceful for me because I could listen to myself. Actually, I could easily get them by apparating near the elderberry trees, but walking in the snow made me feel good. After walking quietly for a long time, I came to an elderberry tree.
I wanted to take some pieces from the tree, but when I looked at the tree carefully, the tree was sick. Making a wand from a sick tree could cause unpredictable things.
I continued to search for another elderberry tree. After wandering for a long time, I finally found an elderberry tree. When I pointed my wand at a branch of the tree and waved it, the branch was cut smoothly. The cut branch was falling on me; I pointed my wand at the falling tree branch and cast the 'Wingardium Leviosa' spell.
The tree branch fell to the ground. When I apparated my hand on the tree branch, I was home. A few hours later, I had produced two more spare wands. Even though I didn't use all of my magical power, my wands couldn't withstand my power for a long time.
The elderberry trees used in Ollivander's wands were at least a thousand years old, while mine were not even 500 years old, so my wands were more fragile than usual.
Although I didn't use all of my magical power, the wand I made didn't last long. I had put one of the two wands I made into my inner pocket in case something happened to my wand. There was no food at home; I needed to go shopping or go hunting. Shopping seemed
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