I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Sitting on the shoulder of the Slytherin statue, Rove looked at the flames of the devil not far away. The flames devoured everything that could be devoured and spread towards here.

He couldn't help sighing... Fighting is fighting, why set fire when there is a disagreement?

Rove patted the statue under his feet. This is an antique with a history of nearly a thousand years, and it seems that it cannot be kept.

Rove was still holding a ball bird in his arms. It made a beeping sound of fear. The boy rubbed its head and told:

Little guy, you have to be more reliable this time, don't apparate to the Black Lake again.

Rove was about to leave when a flame suddenly appeared in midair, and a red bird came out.

Fox? Rove excitedly said, Great.

With Fox's apparition, who wants to chase the bird? Rove immediately threw the unreliable little guy back into the box, it was so ruthless.

Fox landed on Rove's shoulders, hooking his clothes with golden claws, as if preparing to lead him out of the secret room.

Wait...the Philosopher's Stone is still in Voldemort's hands.

Rove found that Fox was coming, and he suddenly didn't want to leave. Voldemort is very powerful, but he controls Quirrell's body, and the upper limit of his strength is only Quirrell, far from himself.

As long as Quirrell is killed, Voldemort is trash!

Rove thought about it quickly, looked at Fox, and said seriously: Fox, I will use 'Invisible and Shadowless' to make myself invisible, and then you will send me to Quirrell.

If Voldemort doesn't find me, then nothing will happen. If he finds out, you can attract the firepower and use your body to help me block his magic. You only need to block one shot. I know you can block it!

Fox: ...

The old phoenix was staring at Rove. It could indeed block it, but based on its knowledge of Voldemort, he just hit Avada Kedavra in the first move... Does this also allow it to block?

Scamander, are you still human?

Help me block it, you won't die anyway, you can be reborn early, and feel the firepower of your young body. Rove touched Fox's tail feathers and discussed:

After this time, I'll cook something delicious for you...without money.

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The flames of the devil rushed forward, leaving a circular space around Voldemort. He stared at the engulfed chamber with some regret.

This was his hidden place in Hogwarts, and he never thought that one day it would be destroyed by his own hands.

But fortunately, after getting the Philosopher's Stone and leaving Hogwarts, he will soon be able to brew the elixir of life and be resurrected.

Voldemort seemed to have seen that wonderful scene:

He reinvented himself, summoned Death Eaters, and those loyal servants knelt at his feet, kissed his toes, and accepted his reward.

And those insects who betrayed him were tortured to death one by one, and finally devoured by Nagini!

What a wonderful scene! !

Voldemort couldn't help laughing, but the smile suddenly froze. He turned around suddenly, and saw a flame ignited, and a phoenix appeared behind him out of thin air.

Dumbledore? cried Voldemort, but he didn't see Dumbledore, only a phoenix.

Voldemort frowned, still raised his wand, and said mercilessly:

Avada Kedavra!

The green light flashed away, Fox opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the green light whole in one gulp. It burned into a ball of flames and fell to the floor.

No, there are others...

Voldemort had already reacted, but a young man had already circled behind him, and his figure appeared. With the fastest reaction, Voldemort cast a protective magic on his body.

But Rove didn't raise his wand, and he didn't even make any extra movements, but there was a lot of magic in his eyes, and he looked at Quirrell.

Petrified Gaze!

Quirrell looked into Rove's eyes, his eyes were suddenly dull, his vision gradually blurred, and his whole body began to stiffen, like a frozen corpse.

Go to hell!

Voldemort roared, but was horrified to find that Quirrell's body was out of his control, completely frozen in place, and then fell straight on the ground, like a freshly prepared specimen.

Rove walked over. He looked at the hideous and terrifying face on the back of Quirrell's head, especially the red eyes, staring at the boy.

Rove suddenly raised his foot, stepped on Voldemort's face, and twisted his toe violently. The face under the sole of the boy's foot let out a series of slight neighs, not pain, but anger.

A goblin dagger appeared in Rove's hand, his blue eyes stared at Voldemort's face with footprints, his face was calm, grinning,

chuckled softly:

Okay...go to hell!

The short sword sliced ​​off Quirrell's head, and Rove kicked up, and the whole head was kicked towards the devil flame like a Quaffle.

And Quirrell, at this moment, has lost his entire head, revealing a bloody and broken neck, which is shocking.

Rove took out the already dim Philosopher's Stone from Quirrell's pocket, and he shook it... so heavy.

Voldemort's body like a wandering spirit drilled out of the back of Quirrell's head, and he let out a miserable roar in the flames:

Scamander!!!

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quidditch field,

Harry rushed onto the pitch, shouting:

Hurry up, hurry up, there is a basilisk coming out, Voldemort... Quirrell... will attack the arena in a while.

Hurry up! Harry shouted, Quirrell has taken the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort is about to be resurrected...

All the students looked at the crazy Harry, as if they were watching a madman, and the arena became noisy.

Professor McGonagall, Quirrell has already stolen the Philosopher's Stone...you believe me... let everyone go...

At this moment, everyone looked towards the center of the arena, and everyone exclaimed. It turned out that a figure covered in blood suddenly appeared on the lawn.

Rove was sitting on the grass, he was carrying a box, and in his arms was the naked Fox and a ball-flying bird.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, and the ball dun bird was finally a little more reliable this time.

Shirley and Hermione were sitting in the Ravenclaw stands, watching the game, and then saw Rove appearing suddenly, they stood up from their seats and rushed over.

But countless students poured into the aisle and squeezed towards the lawn, trying to see what happened. They were at the height of the stands and couldn't squeeze through.

Shirley took out a handkerchief from her pocket, took out her wand, said a spell in her mouth, tapped it lightly, and the handkerchief suddenly became a large cushion.

Shirley stood at the railing on the edge of the stands and threw the cushion towards the ground.

The girl climbed over the railing and jumped directly from the three-meter-high stand. She landed on the thick cushion, bent her knees, rolled to the ground, and cleverly relieved part of the falling force.

Hermione stood on the stands, staring at Shirley dumbfounded. She gritted her teeth and jumped down with her eyes closed.

Shirley flicked her ponytail and ran towards the arena.

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Rove sat on the ground and saw a Quaffle flying towards him. He pulled out his wand, conjured a stick, and slammed the Quaffle hard.

The ball made a beautiful arc and finally smashed into the Slytherin basket.

In the commentary seat, Li Da shouted:

Strike, Hufflepuff plus ten!!

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