Ancient Warlocks at Hogwarts

"Come up here, look in the mirror, and tell us what you see." Quirrell said slowly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, if you didn't look at the wand pointed at Harry's throat. .

"Don't go! Harry, don't listen to him!" Ron's cry from behind did not change the development of the matter.

Hermione was thinking about what Andre said just now. She trusted Andre more than Ron. Since the other party told Harry to deal with Voldemort, he must have his reason, so although the little witch was in her heart He kept struggling, but he didn't stop him.

Harry raised his head, thinking silently in his mind, 'Voldemort cannot touch his body', while thinking about how to take advantage of this.

When he stood in front of the mirror that had haunted him in his dreams, Quirrell moved closer to his back. The smell of garlic that could not be dissipated came to his nostrils, and Harry couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Tell me, what did you see?" It was not Quirrell's voice, but Voldemort's unique hoarse voice.

Harry opened his eyes immediately. He had to make up a lie first to deceive the two people behind him.

But soon, his eyes were attracted by the mirror, and he saw a pale version of himself with a frightened expression, but after a moment, he smiled.

Harry in the mirror reached into his pocket, pulled out a bright red stone, then blinked and put the stone back into his pocket.

In reality, Harry also felt something heavy fall into his trouser pocket at this moment.

"Hurry up and answer the master's question!" While Harry was still feeling incredible about this scene, Quirrell could no longer bear his temper and urged.

"I saw myself shaking hands with Dumbledore," Harry began to make up nonsense: "I...I won the House Cup for Gryffindor."

It's a pity that this statement may be able to deceive Quirrell, who has a low IQ, but it has no effect on Voldemort.

"He's lying! He's lying!" Voldemort shouted at his servant.

This made Quirrell even more angry. He stretched out his hand to grab Harry, but as soon as he touched Harry's arm, which was exposed due to the long journey, he hurriedly shook it away as if he had touched live coals.

"What's going on!?" Quirrell didn't understand what was happening at all. Red blisters were already growing on his hands.

Voldemort did not feel the servant's pain, and he continued to press: "Grab the boy, the Sorcerer's Stone is in his pocket, hurry up, Quirrell!"

Quirrell originally wanted to tell about the strange thing just now, but he did not have the courage to resist Voldemort, even if it was just a small explanation.

He had no choice but to tightly wrap his arms around Harry's neck, and then wanted to reach for the Philosopher's Stone in his trouser pocket.

But before Harry could cry out in pain, Quirrell couldn't help but scream. At this time, Harry already understood that what Andre told him was true, although he didn't know why his roommate did this. He knew about this, but he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he directly reached out to scratch Quirrell's face.

At the same time, Harry felt a sharp pain from the lightning scar on his forehead. However, he did not let go. Instead, he pulled Quirrell's arm harder - he wanted to touch Quirrell. Voldemort in the back of his head.

On the other side, the battle between Andre and the Basilisk also entered a fierce state.

The two behemoths were entangled with each other and rolled continuously on the ground. The walls on all four sides were almost completely smashed by them. The originally small room seemed extremely empty at this moment.

Because the invincible fatal sight was ineffective against Andre, all the basilisk could rely on was its own powerful body that had lived for nearly a thousand years. The dark green body was tightly wrapped around the dragon's body, allowing Andre to fly. The wings cannot be spread at all.

Of course Andre did not surrender, and his sharp claws pierced the Basilisk's abdomen. If the two were not too close, he would definitely use the Hungarian Horntail's most famous breath to deal with the beast.

But even without breathing, Andre used the fire dragon's fang-filled mouth to teach the basilisk a harsh lesson.

Compared with the hard scales of the Hungarian Horntail, although the basilisk's magic resistance is very high, its physical resistance is really not as good as that of dragons, especially when its opponent is the most dangerous type of fire dragon.

The smelly black blood continued to gush out from the basilisk's body, and Andre could clearly feel that the snake body wrapped around him was gradually losing its strength.

Compared with the squeezing sensation caused by the entanglement, the basilisk's terrifying fangs caused more damage to him, but in a short period of time, he did not feel that he would be in danger of dying from this venom.

As long as it doesn't cause death immediately, Andre has no worries at all. Although there is only one antidote to the basilisk's poison in the world, and the rarity of this antidote is even comparable to that of a thousand-year-old basilisk itself - that is the tears of the phoenix. .

But there happened to be a phoenix staying in the principal's office at Hogwarts. As long as the basilisk and Voldemort were solved, he could let Harry and the others take him to Dumbledore for the antidote.

"Damn it! Don't let him touch me!" Just when the dragon-snake battle between Andre and the Basilisk was about to end, the contest between Harry and Voldemort seemed to be coming to an end.

From the perspective of Hermione and Ron, it can be clearly seen that Quirrell's face has been occupied by red blisters. This face looks like it was fished out after being immersed in a basin of boiling water, ferocious and terrifying.

And the pale face on the back of his head, which was originally like a snake, was now like a melted candle, with the entire flesh hanging down.

There is no doubt that no matter how excellent the healing magic in the wizarding world is, Quirrell will definitely not survive.

As for Voldemort, there is no need to worry about his life. The Dark Lord who made multiple Horcruxes obviously cannot be killed by normal means, otherwise Dumbledore would not have to go to great lengths to train Harry.

But under the current situation, he obviously couldn't continue to possess Quirrell.

Taking advantage of the basilisk's strength being no longer enough to trap him, Andre suddenly exerted his strength and broke free from the entanglement of the big snake. He could see that Voldemort's vaguely remnant soul set his sights on Ron.

He wants to pick a new parasite!

Among the people present, Harry was the one he couldn't even touch. Hermione was the Muggle born that Voldemort hated most. Peter Pettigrew was originally a good choice, but his thigh was broken by Andre. Bones, even movement is a problem.

So besides the difficult-to-deal with Andre, the best person to possess is naturally Ron Weasley, who comes from a pure-blood family.

But Andre, who had seen through this scene, naturally would not let Voldemort succeed. After breaking free from the basilisk, he directly dispelled the Animagus, transformed into a human again, pulled out his wand and read loudly: "Calling the Guardians!"

A thick ball of silver-white light emerged from the tip of the staff. Although it was far from formed, it was enough to make Voldemort's remnant soul finally give up his plan. A black smoke between reality and reality passed through the wall at an extremely fast speed. , this time, Andre did not continue to stop it.