Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Ow!!!"

While Harry and Ivan were gasping for breath, Voldemort's remnant soul turned into a painful and ferocious face, dragging a piece of black mist towards them.

"I won't let you go!" A cruel and vicious voice came from the black mist.

"Hmph~ Try my Tai Chi magic first!"

Ivan quickly took out the blowfish from his wallet, and a black and white magic beam hit Voldemort's remnant soul.

"Ah!!!" Voldemort originally wanted to use his soul power to cause some harm to these two hateful brats, otherwise he would be in vain no matter what.

But the tall kid actually took out a blowfish! He also exerted an unheard-of magic power that actually directly hurt his soul!

I saw Voldemort's soul emitting white smoke, wailing, and plunged into the wall and disappeared...

"What a miscalculation~ This old monster is so awesome even though he's almost exhausted! He almost lost his life." He stood up and rubbed his butt that was almost broken, complaining softly.

Ivan picked up the dagger that fell on the ground. The dark curse on it had disappeared. It seemed that it had been taken away by Voldemort. Of course, it might have been burned to dregs along with Quirrell.

"Evan, give it back to you. I didn't expect you to actually have a gun! If this is discovered, I'm afraid~" Harry picked up Colt and handed it to Alvin.

"It's okay. At most they were confiscated. What's more, I made them into alchemy tools to defeat Voldemort. Dumbledore knew and couldn't say anything. He just had to improve..."

Ivan didn't care what would happen if he was discovered. Instead, he looked at the two guns that were about to break with some pity.

This was a birthday gift from his grandfather and uncle!

"Ah? Does this still need improvement? They seem to be powerful enough, and I think this thing is easier to use than a magic wand!"

Ivan stiffly turned his head to look at Harry, who looked curious. He felt as if he had touched some strange switch.

"Forget it, you don't understand, you will know what I mean when you learn some alchemy knowledge in the future! Take a rest first, my butt is still hurting, Hermione and the others have already gone to find the professor, Just wait a moment.”

Harry nodded, this whole tossing also made him feel tired~

It may seem like a long process, but in fact it only happens in a very short time! Exhausting all your energy in a very short period of time will make everyone feel exhausted.

Ivan sat on the steps, looking at the barrel of the gun in his hand that was melting a little, and the whole part was loose, and he fell into deep thought...

The material is too low-grade and cannot withstand the high temperature of the dragon's breath. Although it is engraved with durable magic patterns and has been enchanted, the foundation is not stable enough and it still cannot withstand the magic energy!

But the power is still strong enough. With just a dozen shots, Quirrell's magic power has bottomed out. Although there is a reason why Quirrell is already weak, but converted to a normal wizard, if the power is increased a little more, then...

The same goes for the Colt-Python. The power is okay, but the recoil is too great and the accuracy is poor. Moreover, the damage cannot be maximized due to the lack of balance in the magic power of the gun and bullets.

Otherwise, even if Quirrell's Iron Armor Curse, which was already gone, could be blocked, he would not be able to just take two steps back, and would at least cause him to fall.

Gotta keep practicing! The current technology is still not good enough!

Harry, on the other hand, looked like he was stupid, staring at his hands in a daze, apparently thinking about why Quirrell was fine after suffering so many injuries, but his two words could instantly accelerate the other person's death.

While the two were resting in a daze, a tabby cat quickly ran up behind the two children who seemed to be frightened.

"Oh my God~ Kids, are you okay!" Professor Cat and Cat jumped in front of the two of them, transformed back into a human body, and hugged the two children's shoulders at the same time.

After patting this person's shoulder and squeezing that person's cheek, Professor Maomao breathed a sigh of relief after finding that nothing serious happened.

Harry said nothing, just looked at Professor McGonagall who cared about him and giggled.

Those eyes that looked like his mother's made Professor McGonagall's heart melt.

"It's okay, Professor, but all that's left of Professor Quirrell's is the pile of slag." Ivan said, pointing to the pile of coke not far away.

"He deserves it!" Professor McGonagall glared at the pile of cinders and said bitterly.

"Oh~ Merlin! How are you, children?" came the anxious voice of Professor Sprout.

The three of them looked up. Hermione came with several deans and Dumbledore. Professor Sprout was still wearing his nightgown, and Professor Flitwick put on a coat and hurried over.

The farce came to an end, and the two were sent to Madam Pomfrey. After examination, they only had superficial injuries and were fine. They could just rest for a day.

The two old professors Flitwick and Sprout comforted Ivan for a few words at Ivan's bedside, just like coaxing a child, and kept watching Ivan fall asleep before leaving.

Old Bee returned to the basement to clean up the mess, while Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape looked at Harry.

Although Professor Snape couldn't speak human words to comfort Harry, seeing Harry staring at him with big innocent eyes, he did not continue to yandere to Harry.

But he didn't know if it was his imagination. During this period, he always felt that this kid's eyes looked more like Lily than when he first started school!

Harry felt ashamed of Snape's misunderstanding and wanted to apologize, but didn't know how to say it. Suddenly he remembered that Ivan had said that if he didn't know how to communicate with Snape, he would Look at him with wide eyes! That's right.

This is indeed correct, but it should not be used for a long time! At first, Snape still missed Lily's eyes, but as time went by, he saw the kid staring directly at him without blinking, which made Snape's hair go crazy!

"If you don't want to taste how bitter my potion is, just close your eyes and go to sleep!" Finally, Teacher Si couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't stand even Lily staring at him like that!

"Thank you, Professor Snape." Harry just said thank you in the end, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep. In fact, even if Professor Snape didn't say anything, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Professor McGonagall, who had not interrupted at all, looked puzzled and curious at the same time as to what the senior and the young were up to.

When he woke up, Alvin found that there were many gifts on the bedside again. It seemed that they should be gifts from his classmates.

However, he had a sore back after sleeping this time. The sun was shining brightly outside, and he was in urgent need of warm photosynthesis.

After doing ten backflips in a row to prove to Madam Pomfrey that he was okay, he was allowed to be released from the school doctor's office.

When he came out, he saw Old Bee saying something to Harry, but that had nothing to do with him. He could just talk to Old Bee alone before the vacation started.

"Hey hey hey! Look who that is! Hufflepuff's little warrior is healed!" Peeves appeared out of nowhere, pointed at Alvin and shouted, and the little wizards around him were instantly attracted.

"Evan, you're okay!"

"I heard that Professor Quirrell is an undercover agent. Is this true?"

"I heard that you were able to beat Professor Quirrell without even fighting back. Is that true?"

"It must be true. Look at Professor Quirrell's usual crying, it's definitely not enough for Alvin to hit with one hand!"

A group of young wizards gathered around and asked questions, mainly Gryffindors who loved excitement, more Hufflepuffs who loved gossip, fewer Ravenclaws, and basically no Slytherins.

"Evan, you did such a big thing and you didn't call me!" However, this one is a Slytherin.

Our young Master Malfoy looked like "You don't want to play with me" and came to Ivan to question him.

"Um~ This is not an emergency. I didn't have time to call you. I'll do it next time! I'll do it next time!" He calmed down the arrogant little ferret with some hard words.

Because Alvin agreed to him and invited him to come to his house to play during the holidays. This summer vacation happened to be the Barcelona Olympics, so he could show Draco what sports activities were like for ordinary people.

The first school year is over, let’s have a different one at this school year dinner...