Hogwarts in Sharingan

Ethan looked at Quirrell who was screaming in surprise.

Is he so scary?

"Quirrell!" Harry also exclaimed in surprise, "Shouldn't it be Snape?"

"Harry, don't underestimate Quirrell, he is an outstanding graduate of my college."

Quirrell took a deep breath, and his frightened expression slowly disappeared, but the hand holding the wand was still trembling.

"Of course it's me, after all who would doubt the timid Professor Quirrell?

Except for you Ethan, I have realized that you are extraordinary since Knockturn Alley. The Dark Lord admires you very much. How about you, do you want to join us? "

Only then did Ethan suddenly realize that it was your kid who was causing the trouble.

"I don't want to become a human being like you."

These words broke Quirrell's guard.

"You are so talented that you are neither a human nor a ghost. But you know the power of the Dark Lord?"

Ethan shrugged easily.

"Of course, I know the strength of Voldemort very well. He is the most dangerous dark wizard in history. He kills many people and knows more dark magic than the students in the school.

And Quirrell, you are also very strong. You can master more knowledge than your peers even after taking a year off from school, and you can become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at such a young age. "

Quirrell looked at Ethan in surprise.

"Now that you know this, why don't you come and join us?"

Ethan raised his wand to Quirrell expressionlessly.

"I just like to praise my opponents, so that when I win, I will appear stronger!"

"Smashed to pieces!"

Pulling Harry behind him, Ethan struck first.

Quirrell could only use an armor charm in a hurry, and was staggered by the shattering curse.

But Quirrell reacted quickly, and a series of curses flew towards Ethan for free.

In the past, due to physical reasons, he only dared to use magic power sparingly. Now that the magic stone is in front of him and he is at a critical moment of life and death, Quirrell decided not to hold back anymore.

His magic spells are mainly about speed, and the power of each shot is not too great, and it will only drop a little dust when it hits the wall.

But the flying speed and spell casting speed are very fast. If Ethan's magic spell is a rocket launcher, then Quirrell is a machine gun, flying over suddenly.

Ethan had no way to dodge. Even though he could dodge one shot, he couldn't dodge the next dozen or so, and he wasted his own energy. He could only use the armor charm to resist, and Quirrell's spell clanked on it.

The scene was at a stalemate, and Harry was unable to help. For the first time, he was so eager to learn and learn combat magic.

"Fractured!"

At this time, Ethan hit Quirrell's feet with a splitting spell.

Just when Quirrell thought it was a deflected spell, his feet suddenly became empty and he fell backwards.

In fact, it was Ethan's splitting spell that shattered the bricks at Quirrell's feet, causing him to step on nothing.

Ethan took the opportunity to release the pressure spell. The instant pressure and body imbalance made Quirrell panic.

Two more stun spells hit Quirrell and he fainted.

"Wuhu, Ethan, you are too strong!" Harry, an audience member on the side, finally found something to do, which was to applaud from the side.

However, Ethan's expression did not relax at all, because Quirrell's second stage was about to begin.

Quirrell, who was lying on the ground, suddenly laughed strangely, and stood up while laughing.

But his face had changed, as if he was wearing an ill-fitting human skin mask that was constantly twisting.

Quirrell, or rather Voldemort, twisted a few times and took a deep breath after finishing the twisting.

"Hello Harry Potter and Ethan Delarich."

Voldemort's voice was a little hoarse, with the hissing sound of a snake spitting messages.

"Hello, Voldemort."

Harry looked at Quirrell in shock.

"How could this be Voldemort?"

"Actually, Voldemort has been living in Quirrell's body. After Quirrell was defeated, Voldemort is now in control of his body."

Voldemort clapped his hands expressionlessly.

"That's amazing. I thought you were very powerful from the first time you beat Quirrell away, but I didn't expect that you would bring me surprises every time I see you. How many secrets do you have? For example, Those weird eyes of yours?”

"There are many obstacles!"

"Let's wait until you are dead to talk about this kind of thing."

The originally powerful curse was gently knocked away by Voldemort!

Ethan could see clearly that when the magic spell reached the wand in Voldemort's hand, it was wrapped in a layer of flowing magic power, and that magic power deflected the magic spell that flew over.

Ethan was amazed by the control of this magic power, and also let him know that he should not take it lightly when dealing with an opponent like Voldemort.

"Avada eats a big melon!"

"Don't be so impatient. With your talent and my knowledge, you will be the god of this world in ten years."

"Armor protection! Armor protection!"

Ethan used two armor spells in succession to block Voldemort's death curse.

"Burning flames!"

"So, I have to deal with you first!"

This time, the fire spell was combined with a transformation spell, and the flames flying out of the sky directly turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards Voldemort with billowing heat waves.

Voldemort also became serious. He pointed at the ground, and the twisted floor and soil suddenly turned into a giant, blocking Voldemort.

The fire dragon and the giant collided, making constant crackling sounds of burning flames.

After a stalemate for a while, the flames of the fire dragon gradually extinguished, and the giant melted into shape and collapsed.

The flames and smoke from the giant's collapse instantly enveloped Ethan and Voldemort.

However, the Sharingan could clearly see Voldemort, the source of magic power, in the smoke, so Ethan quickly attacked.

Voldemort took a moment to adapt and guessed Ethan's location from the direction of the flying curse.

For a moment, magic spells were flying in the smoke, and Harry was so frightened that he ran to hide behind a pillar.

After fighting like this for a while, the smoke gradually dissipated, and both Ethan and Voldemort stopped.

Ethan knew that Quirrell, possessed by Voldemort, was on the verge of collapse and could no longer bear Voldemort's will.

Voldemort also knew that there was not much magic left in Ethan's body, and his mental power was almost exhausted, and he could no longer maintain his Sharingan.

Voldemort reluctantly spread his hands and said to Ethan: "So let's call it a draw this time. I look forward to the next battle with you."

"Next time, I'm going to blow your nose off."

After saying that, Ethan couldn't maintain his standing, and his feet went weak and he almost fell.

"Ethan!" Harry quickly ran over to support Ethan and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Ethan replied weakly: "It's okay, it's just that the magic power is overdrawn, just take a rest."

But Quirrell, who was holding his body again, would not give up this opportunity. Although his body's magic power and vitality were now exhausted, he still had some adult strength.

So he rushed over and wanted to strangle Ethan, the person who caused his tragic situation.

The helpless Ethan watched as Quirrell rushed over, but Harry gathered all his strength. When Quirrell rushed over, he directly held Quirrell's hand.

The place where Quirrell was held continued to collapse, and suddenly both hands were gone.

"Grab his face!"

After hearing Ethan's instructions, Harry no longer looked at his hands in surprise, but directly grabbed Quirrell's neck. After a while, Quirrell turned into a pile of ashes.

Voldemort also detached himself from Quirrell and flew toward the door, but before leaving, he let out a scream that penetrated into the soul, knocking Harry and Ethan out instantly.

Vaguely, Ethan saw an old man with white hair appear.

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