Hogwarts: I have the Kamui Sharingan

The invisible figure slowly lost its invisibility due to active contact with Zhang Xun's arm and appeared in front of the stunned Zhang Xun.

Zhang Xun was shocked to find that the man was not Professor Dumbledore at all, but Professor Quirrell from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class!

He had already attended Professor Quirrell's class this week, and was even called to his office for a chat that day.If Zhang Xun hadn't been extremely sure that the turbaned back of Professor Quirrell's head was Voldemort, he wouldn't have believed that this person could become the professor Voldemort chose to possess.

Through the observation with his eyes that day, Quirrell's total magic power was not much stronger than his, whether it was due to being sucked by Voldemort.He also behaved submissively. After a brief chat with him in the office, Zhang Xun even felt that he was the teacher, and the professor in front of him was the student who was called to the office for corporal punishment!

So when he saw the huge source of magic power, he never thought that it would be Professor Quirrell hiding here, or rather, Professor Voldemort?His mind was spinning, and Zhang Xun had regained his composure.

"Hello, Professor Quirrell, I'm glad to meet you here, but I don't know what you want to see me for?"

Zhang Xun resumed his polite posture and tried to pull back his arm, "And you keep holding on to my arm, which makes me feel uncomfortable and is inconsistent with my pure-blood status."

Professor Quirrell laughed after hearing this, "Boy, I know everything about you. You are not a pure blood, never have been. Are you looking for the Room of Requirement? Come on, I will take you there."

After saying that, he couldn't help but pull Zhang Xun towards the door that suddenly appeared. When Zhang Xun saw this scene, he cursed in his heart, why can't I open it?

Professor Quirrell chose an empty classroom without windows. As the two of them entered, the torches around the classroom were lit, illuminating the dark classroom and making it possible to blurryly see faces.

[Hey, the host arrives at the Room of Requirement]

Successfully unlocked the Ninjutsu - Forbidden Jutsu: Oni Meiluo no Jutsu!A forbidden ninjutsu that can absorb the blood of other people or magical creatures. The person who is absorbed will die. (0/5)

"Professor Quirrell" dropped Zhang Xun and came to the center of the classroom. The funny headscarf disappeared with a wave of his wand.There was a strange and painful distortion on his face, and he suddenly changed into a cowardly look, "No, Master, let me go!"

"Shut up, you idiot, and give me control of your body." Voldemort couldn't help but take control of Quirrell's body, and his face transformed into Voldemort's famous nostril socket.

He stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips. The snake pupils in his eyes suddenly tightened. He sniffed the air with his "nose" with only two black holes. Weird and eerie sounds echoed in the empty classroom. , "What a wonderful taste, what a wonderful soul, Xun Zhang, you have no idea what talent you have."

Zhang Xun twitched the corner of his mouth. People who have never seen Voldemort may be frightened when they see him for the first time, but they have seen his appearance in the movies and have experienced perverts like Orochimaru. Hidan and Kaku are like this. After seeing the monster, Zhang Xun was not frightened by Voldemort's show.

"Oh? So what is my real talent? Professor Voldemort?" Zhang Xun was too lazy to act with this bastard and tried to expose him directly.

"How do you know? How dare you call me by my name? You should call me the Dark Lord!" Voldemort obviously didn't expect that Zhang Xun would know about him. He walked quickly to Zhang Xun and pointed his wand at him. Zhang Xun seemed to want to kill him if he disagreed with him.

"Stop scaring people. I don't know how you suddenly possess huge magic power, but it won't last long. If you want to scare me with some stupid words, you will be disappointed." Zhang Xun drew something from his sleeve. Wand, pose.

Although Voldemort didn't know the meaning of those two words Zhang Xun suddenly said in Chinese, he understood that he must have been humiliated.His poor mind decided to overturn his original plan and kill Zhang Xun to vent his anger regardless of anything else.

He raised his hand and cast a killing curse, but Zhang Xun dodged it nimbly.He lowered his head and opened his Sharingan. His voice became low and elegant, "Is it my talent? Maybe you should try this."

Voldemort looked at those strange scarlet eyes and was stunned for a moment. After all, this was a power he had never been exposed to before.He suddenly didn't want to kill Zhang Xun anymore.

He waved his hand to block Zhang Xun's divine thunder, and then attacked Zhang Xun with black magic one after another.What surprised him even more was that he only had to use all the magic once, and Zhang Xun could recreate it very quickly.

Moreover, the huge amount of magic power that he had temporarily increased by sucking a large amount of the blood of magic creatures was rapidly decreasing, but the magic power of this young wizard gave him a feeling that it could always be replenished after it was exhausted.

Regarding Zhang Xun's magic power, it comes from the large number of bloody shackles "given" to Zhang Xun by Zhang Tianzheng.

When Zhang Xun practiced magic spells at night two days ago, he discovered that as long as he used up his own magic power, the magic power lock in his body would be quickly replenished.

Therefore, for Voldemort, a perfect candidate for stealing, who knew a lot of magic but would not reveal the secrets of his eyes to Dumbledore and others, Zhang Xun naturally couldn't restrain his desire to practice and steal.

Some people may think Zhang Xun is arrogant, but with the rich combat experience accumulated in Hokage, the dynamic vision brought by Sharingan, and the magical power provided by Zhang Tianzheng's forbidden magic, Zhang Xun is confident that he can break up with the professors except Dumbledore. Arm wrestling!

Voldemort, now in his crippled state, is just the thing!

Zhang Xun discovered that Voldemort, instead of being angry at having been stolen from him, had actually reduced the power of the spell, as if he was just playing around and testing Zhang Xun's limits.

The scars on Zhang Xun's body were increasing rapidly, but his resolute eyes never wavered. He still had his revenge yet to be avenged, and he couldn't die like this!

There were waves of stinging pain after the magic power was exhausted in his mind. The magic power chain given by Zhang Tianzheng could only help Zhang Xun quickly replenish his magic power after it was exhausted, but it did not mean that he would not suffer the pain of magic power exhaustion.

After being blocked by Zhang Xun with a black smoke spell, Voldemort completely stopped moving.

His dim snake eyes stared at Zhang Xun's scarred body and those strange eyes that still radiated scarlet light in the dark classroom, as if looking at a work of art.

"It's so amazing. Is this the mysterious power from the East? No wonder the pure-blood families were defeated when they tried to invade the Chinese magic world."

Voldemort's tone revealed his longing and determination to obtain the secret of Zhang Xun's body. He didn't care how many spells Zhang Xun learned from him.

When magic reaches his level, the competition is not magic but something other than magic.For example, he has always felt puzzled and hated Harry Potter.

"The boy who possesses the secret of Eastern magic, come here and let me see it."

With a wave of his wand, Zhang Xun's magic bounced away, and Voldemort once again got into trouble.

Zhang Xun, who had been fighting back under Voldemort's crazy bombings, was somewhat helpless with this mental illness. He found that although he could barely keep up with the incomplete version of Voldemort in terms of magic power and spells, he was not as good as Voldemort in understanding the principles of spells.

Perhaps this is the reason why Voldemort can become a master of black magic. Ordinary black magic always has wonderful benefits that Zhang Xun could not imagine when he uses it.

Even two ordinary magic spells, when cast by him, have the effect of one plus one, which is greater than two!

Zhang Xun no longer makes unnecessary counterattacks. Even if he has the magical shackles left by Zhang Tianzheng in his body, it is not a reason for him to squander it casually.

Now his only way is to compete with Voldemort to see who has a stronger will!

He straightened his dusty Slytherin uniform and combed his hair back. He needed time to ease the pain from the depletion of magic in his mind.

After tidying up his appearance in an orderly manner, Zhang Xun bowed slightly to Voldemort as if everything just happened was a friendly discussion, "Professor Voldemort, thank you for your guidance tonight."

"But I remembered that Professor Dumbledore also made an appointment with me to meet in the principal's office tonight. Unfortunately, maybe our tutoring will end here tonight."