It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 423 two into one
Harry felt like he was having a long dream.

It was very dark around, he couldn't see anything, he could only feel the shockingly hot lightning scar on his forehead.

He covered his head, knelt on the ground and groaned for a long time before he recovered, realizing his current situation.

No matter how unresponsive he was, Harry felt intense anxiety.

He began to shout for help to the surrounding darkness, the space here seemed to be very open, his voice spread far and far away, but he did not receive any response.

After realizing that he was the only one in the darkness, Harry pointed in one direction in a panic, and walked straight forward.

He couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and he didn't know how long he had walked, but it seemed that he would never be able to get out of this darkness.

Just when Harry was extremely exhausted and sat on the ground in despair, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared in front of him silently.

Harry looked up, and he saw a handsome face.

This is a middle-aged wizard.

He was tall and straight, with a very cold smile on his charming face.

Although he had never seen this face anywhere, Harry actually saw him when he was young three years ago.

The person who appeared in front of his eyes was Voldemort, the Dark Lord who was killed by Professor Forrest only half a day ago.

Harry didn't know what went wrong in the middle, so that the dead Voldemort was alive now, and he was caught in this ghost place.

After seeing Voldemort's face, he subconsciously swallowed nervously and took two steps back.

"Harry Potter."

Completely different from the resurrected Voldemort, the handsome man with still thick black hair and a strong nose called out Harry's name.

"In that legendary prophecy, you should be the one who can kill me completely. That night, after I was backlashed by my own death curse, I also felt the horror of that prophecy for the first time."

His voice was soft and calm, like the calm waves of the night.

But such an attitude did not make Harry take his guard lightly in the slightest. Others might not have guessed what kind of person this man in front of him was, but for Harry, whose whole family died tragically at his hands, he never would. Imagine what good Voldemort will do one day.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Harry asked heavily.

Voldemort heard the question he asked, and a treacherous smile appeared on his face.

"I brought you here? Hahaha, why do you have such a ridiculous idea!"

He stared into Harry's eyes, his smile gradually turned dark, and he said every word.

"It's obvious that you pulled me into your body that night more than ten years ago, Harry Potter!"

Harry's pupils shrank suddenly.

He obviously didn't understand what the Voldemort in front of him was saying, but he just felt an inexplicable fear.

He took two steps back again, and his face became extremely pale.

"What do you want to do?"

"That teacher of yours gave me a big surprise that I didn't expect, but at the same time, it also gave me a new idea."

Voldemort took a step forward and began to approach him little by little.

"Since he can swallow my remnant soul left in the Horcrux to complement himself, why can't I use my own remnant soul to fuse me with your soul?"

The panic in Harry's heart at this time had reached an unbearable level. While Voldemort was moving towards him, he was also constantly retreating, and the shrill voice kept coming from his ears.

"We are so compatible, Harry! From the time you were not born, a prophecy has bound you and my life together. On the night you let my body be destroyed, my soul was not affected." The controlling self splits out and enters your inner body, turning you into one of my Horcruxes. Even the wand you chose before entering Hogwarts is the same as the wand in my hand The core has the same root and the same origin!"

"After Sherlock was born, I have been skeptical about the prophecy I was afraid of before. Compared with you, he is more like my nemesis, even if I will die in the end of a person. In his hands, he is undoubtedly more reasonable than you. But now, I may be able to guess the meaning of that prophecy."

"As soon as we become one, Harry, doesn't that mean you killed me? Voldemort's name will disappear from this world, but a new Harry Potter will reappear, and by then There will be another Dark Lord who will rise again, and people in the entire magic world will not dare to call him by his name in the future. If there is such a chance to start all over again, then what is the fiasco I suffered yesterday!"

Voldemort kept moving forward, and Harry kept retreating.

But before he took two steps back, his sweaty back suddenly pressed against a cold wall.

At some point, this dark space had a boundary, and Harry had already shrunk to the corner of this boundary.

Harry, who didn't have a wand in his hand, and didn't have any countermeasures, was easily picked up from the ground by Voldemort's neck.

Harry kept struggling, but Voldemort's big hands were like an unshakable iron clamp, no matter how much he resisted, he couldn't break free.

"I haven't figured out Sherlock's methods, but I don't need his exquisiteness. I have been in your body for more than ten years. Harry, besides yourself, I am the only one who treats you the most." Familiar, so we can fit perfectly. And outside, your teachers are still outside and I will just sit and wait for them to come up with a way to save you!"

"I'm really looking forward to the expressions on our faces when they find out that you have become me and I am still me. Guess, will they kill you by then? ?”

Harry's struggle became weaker and weaker, and at some point there was an illusory gray line between him and Voldemort.

Sensing the weakness that came from the depths of his soul, Harry's expression had turned into ashes of despair.

But suddenly, he seemed to see a figure standing behind Voldemort, and a light of surprise burst out of his ashen pupils!

Voldemort also noticed Harry's abnormality, he just sneered.

"At this point, you can only use these little tricks to show your resistance?"

However, as soon as his words fell, a hand suddenly grabbed his hair, and in the next second, he was heavily pressed to the ground!
(End of this chapter)