Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

The black figure obviously didn't realize what was unfolding. So he didn't answer the call for the first time.

Suddenly, the two sides fell into silence, which was a little awkward for a while.

Finally, a deep and deep voice that had been deliberately hidden sounded: Who are you? Why are you here?

The corner of Harry's mouth couldn't help twitching. Shouldn't this question be for Harry to ask the mysterious man in front of him?

On one side is a petite and cute girl in a pink tights, and on the other side is a mysterious man wrapped in a black cloak with undried blood on the corner of his mouth.

No matter how you think about it, you are more suspicious!

Even the owner of the previous hoarse and cold voice couldn't stand it anymore.

Idiot! The voice reappeared, and Harry realized that the source of the voice was the back of the mysterious cloaked man's head.

You are such a waste! Why do you say more? Just kill her!

Yes, my master, your will is my direction. The man bowed and said respectfully, before pointing his wand at Harry.

But he didn't see anything in place, because Halle was no longer there.

While the man in front of him was still talking to an inexplicable voice, Harry had already started to act.

She won't babble like this idiot in front of her! Paying attention to the enemy on the battlefield is always the first principle!

A magic mirror was cleverly thrown by Harry onto the grass in the distance, with a trace of blood on it——

Harry's hair suddenly grew longer, cutting open his fair arm, spilling some blood.

At the same time, Harley took advantage of the supernatural ability brought to him by the assassin, leaped lightly, flew across the air like a feather, and attacked the man from the air.

The two table knives were pressed against Harry's palms, stabbing at the man's neck like poisonous snakes.

According to observations during this period, most wizards are better at medium and long-distance combat, and they belong to the crispy skin with high attack and low defense.

So Harry made the most correct judgment and tried to make a surprise attack from close up!

But the man's reaction was not weak. Suddenly, an inexplicable braid swelled in the cloak, blocking Harry's attack, and slammed towards Harry.

Harry tapped the braid with a knife, and with the help of the strength from the braid, he floated back to the original place again.

But this defense also caused the man's hat to slip off.

Between the ups and downs of the rabbit, under the moonlight, Harry could see the man's face clearly.

It's Professor Quirrell!

And it was the big scarf that Professor Quirrell usually wore around his head that blocked Harry's attack before and refused to take it off!

Harry suddenly remembered the malice and spiritual warnings he had accidentally sensed at the beginning of school and when he was in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Quirrell is malicious to me, and he gives me the feeling that he is a demigod! Harry's brain was spinning rapidly,

Combined with the previous information, a demigod was severely injured, so he boarded on Professor Quirrell's body to recover his strength!

The blood of the unicorn is what Professor Quirrell drank for that demigod! What a pity! The curse has to be borne by Professor Quirrell, but the benefits are obtained by the mysterious demigod!

Harry's brain was running fast, but the attack in his hand was not slow.

The table knife in his right hand was thrown by Harry as a throwing knife, and at the same time the bought wand had slipped into his palm:

Smoky!

This spell is not difficult, and it has no attack power, it can only release a lot of smoke.

However, it took Harley a lot of time to learn the spell after seeing it in a schoolgirl's textbook.

When facing a strong enemy, only by making the scene chaotic enough can she get more opportunities!

With the release of the Smoke Charm, the open space in the Forbidden Forest was filled with white smoke.

In the smoke, Harry heard Professor Quirrell's painful voice:

I can't find her, master! I can't find her!

Trash! That snake-like cold voice was merciless, What's the use of a trash like you? Now you've been seen by others!

Give me your body! End it all tonight! As for you, trash has no value in existence!

A scream broke out in the smoke, and then Professor Quirrell's voice disappeared completely.

At the same time, a powerful aura suddenly appeared in Professor Quirrell's position.

Harry's heart tightened, realizing that the mysterious demigod was occupying Professor Quirrell's body.

Her movements sped up a bit, and she quickly opened the distance between the two sides. She did not choose to attack on the way, so as not to reveal her position.

However, Harry snapped his fingers, and a black flame suddenly ignited on a big tree at the edge of the open space!

Harry quickly came to the side of the unicorn's head. With Harry's ingenuity, the magic mirror just landed on the edge of the unicorn's head.

Harry grabbed the unicorn's head, and at the same time frantically injected spirituality into the mirror, and jumped in directly.

Mirror jump!

When Harry jumped into the mirror, Harry's blood on the mirror instantly burned and turned into black flames, burning the entire magic mirror into nothingness!

And the throwing knife thrown by Harry was also stained with blood. So the flying knife was burned like a magic mirror.

Although she feels sorry for her equipment, Harley will not leave items that can track her to a demigod in an unknown field.

In the mist, Professor Quirrell's body trembled a few times, and finally returned to normal. It's just that the face has become the snake face on the back of the head.

He waved his wand casually, as if adjusting to his body. After getting used to it, clusters of black flames emerged from between the wand, swallowing the surrounding fog!

That wasn't the weak black flame that Harry released earlier, but a cursed flame full of destruction and death, Fiendfire!

When Professor Quirrell withdrew Fiendfire, he found that there was no one around.

Idiot! Wasting my time! Voldemort cursed angrily, looked at the corpse of the unicorn beside him which he deliberately avoided, lay down on it without hesitation, and drank the blood again.

But before he had time to drink two more sips, there were bursts of hooves and dogs barking in the Forbidden Forest.

At the edge of the clearing, a huge figure appeared, holding a crossbow in his left hand and leading a black dog in his right hand.

On the other side, countless centaurs aimed at the center of the open space with bows and arrows.

They were attracted by the tall black flames running from the big tree that Harry had lit.

When he saw the scene in the clearing, Hagrid let out a growl:

Despicable flies, shameless bedbugs, cockroaches in the gutter! How dare you kill a good unicorn!

Yaya also howled a few times in cooperation, but his body honestly hid behind Hagrid, only daring to show his head.

The centaurs did not curse like Hagrid. They were sharper and sharper, and the rain of arrows had already attacked the evil people who dared to slaughter the unicorn.

Voldemort snorted disdainfully. With the mob in front of him, if he was still in his heyday, he could wipe them out by himself.

But now, someone has seen his face clearly. In order to get the Sorcerer's Stone quickly without causing complications, Voldemort didn't make much trouble.

He unleashed Fiendfire again, forcing back all attacks. When Fiendfire disappeared, Voldemort had disappeared.

He is going to use up all the vitality of this body to win the Philosopher's Stone at once!

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