Chinese students at Hogwarts.

I saw that the room that was supposed to be the potion level had changed.

There is only a circular arch in the empty room, with a thin water curtain in the middle.

Through the water curtain, you can directly see a vague figure standing in the center of the hall in the next room.

This figure looked as if he had added special effects. Thick black gas continued to float away from his body, forming a giant smoke snake above his head that looked extremely evil.

All he needs to do is write "I am Voldemort" in big red letters with colorful lights on the top of his head!

If it were put into the game, this special effect would be worth at least 648!

headmaster! This patch you put on makes these little wizards excited to death when they see it!

Sure enough, Harry and Ron jumped up together, pointing at the water curtain, trembling so hard that they could hardly speak clearly!

Malfoy's eyes bulged out in surprise, and his pale golden eyebrows were raised so high that they almost flew out of his face.

It has to be said that the Dark Lord still has considerable intimidation among pure bloods, when he really appears in front of Malfoy.

Malfoy wished he had never been to this place, but slept in the dormitory.

Even the words were vibrating: "Zhang Hei. The Dark Lord!"

Hermione covered her mouth, surprised and confused. Compared with Malfoy, Voldemort was more of an abstract thing. She only knew that he was still powerful, but in fact, she was more surprised than afraid.

Just like a certain bearded man's deterrent power in China is definitely far worse than that of America. When netizens see this, most of them will take out their mobile phones and post on WeChat Moments:

"Damn it, Hao Deng! He's alive!"

Zhang Xiao calmly patted Malfoy on the shoulder and said:

"Ah, Draco, I see it!"

More than this, he was more curious about what means Dumbledore was going to use to let Harry face Voldemort alone.

After all, other little wizards don't have Harry's ancient magic protection.

He cautiously approached the water curtain, and sure enough, as he got closer, an invisible repulsive force quietly appeared.

When he was still more than one meter away from the water curtain, he couldn't walk anymore. The air seemed to have wisdom, and they tried their best to resist themselves.

Zhang Xiao's weird behavior also attracted the attention of the little wizards.

They ran over one after another, but except for Harry, everyone was like Zhang Xiao, unable to move anymore after reaching a certain point.

Harry pursed his lips and looked at everyone silently, a trace of struggle and hesitation flashed in his emerald green eyes, but soon, determination gradually appeared on his face.

Even if I die, I will pounce on you and take a bite!

He reluctantly showed an unattractive smile to everyone, and pretended to be relaxed and said:

"Guys, it's obvious now that it looks like I'm the only one who can get through this door!"

"But why?" Ron gritted his teeth and said, his face flushed red, his whole body was exerting force, the blood vessels in his neck were bulging, and he moved desperately to get to his friend's side.

Hermione looked at him anxiously, thinking hard about whether there was any magic spell that could deal with the situation at hand, while shaking her head and shouting:

"Harry, don't be impulsive. I wrote a letter to Dumbledore before coming here! Let's wait here, Professor Dumbledore will definitely come!

Most definitely! "

When she finished speaking, the little witch's eyes welled up with crystal tears. She wiped her eyes, her tone already filled with pleading, and she said in panic:

"Harry, don't go there, don't be impulsive, you will die! That's the mysterious man! Only Dumbledore can deal with him!"

Malfoy did not speak. There was a fierce conflict in his heart. On one side was the Dark Lord and on the other was his dream. Even the fact that he was standing here already made Zhang Xiao look at him with admiration.

Harry lifted his hair, revealing the lightning scar on his forehead:

"If there's anything special about me, it's only this scar! This should be the dark magic cast by Voldemort. Maybe I'm a little special!"

After Zhang Xiao hesitated for a while, he rummaged through the Qiankun bag for a while, took out a vest full of small pockets, and handed it to Harry.

"Here, put this on."

Harry took it and asked curiously:

"Zhang, what is this?"

Zhang Xiao shook his head:

"Nothing, just in case. I hope you don't need him, but who can say for sure."

Harry obediently put on his vest under his academic robe, and took a deep breath for a while.

Suddenly he turned his head and showed everyone a smile that meant parting:

"I have been very happy this year. This is the life I dreamed of before.

Zhang, Ron, Hermione, and you, Malfoy, I'm really happy to meet you!

Goodbye everyone! "

After saying that, he rushed towards the water curtain without hesitation. Hermione covered her face and shook her head in pain.

Malfoy's face was unusually pale. He closed his thin lips a few times and stretched out his hand towards Harry's back, as if to pull something.

Zhang Xiao sighed, why bother, Dumbledore.

Harry saw the water curtain flowing over his body, but he felt nothing, and his clothes did not even get wet. He only felt that his eyes were flashing before he came to the other side smoothly and entered the last room.

It was only at this moment that he finally saw the vague figure in the room clearly.

"Professor Quirrell?"

Also exclaiming with him was the little wizard who was watching outside. For some reason, after Harry passed through the water curtain, the originally blurry water curtain suddenly became clear.

Dumbledore wants us to be spectators? Zhang Xiao muttered in his heart.

He stared at the water curtain with all his concentration, as if he were watching a live-action movie. Just like before, Dumbledore only gave pictures and no sound.

Needless to say, this kind of real movie-watching experience is really good!

Coming soon, Quirrell should take off his turban!

Harry and Quirrell had already had a not-so-pleasant chat and successfully obtained the Philosopher's Stone from the Mirror of Erised.

Perhaps because of Dumbledore's teachings, after ignoring the voice, Zhang Xiao discovered that Quirrell seemed a little abnormal. He often made small opposite movements and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Could it be that the parasitism of his nose damaged his cranial nerves, causing him to become facial paralyzed?

Just as Zhang Xiao was wondering whether Voldemort would pee again, Harry was experiencing the most terrifying thing in history.

Another completely different voice suddenly came from inside Professor Quirrell's turban.

Harry felt as if he was tightly entangled in a devil's net, unable to move at all.

He stood there blankly, watching Quirrell raise his hand to untie the scarf from his head.

How is this going?

The big scarf fell down, and Quirrell's exposed head looked surprisingly small. Then, he slowly turned around.

Harry wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but no sound came out. Where the back of Quirrell's head should have been, there was a face. Harry had never seen such a hideous and terrifying face.

The face was as white as chalk, with glowing red eyes and two nostrils as slender as snakes.

"Catch him! The Philosopher's Stone is in his pocket!"

Quirrell turned around, a trace of pain and despair suddenly appeared on his expressionless face, in everyone's stunned eyes.

He suddenly let out an inhuman howl, then took out his wand, pointed it at Harry, and shouted in a sad voice:

"Avada eats a big melon!!!"

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