Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

live?

Of course!

There was a glimmer of hope in Quirrell's eyes, with a hint of longing that had been missing for a long time.

I have been struggling for so long, just to live.

But......

After being possessed by Voldemort for so long, is it still possible to survive?

He looked at Sebastian with a pleading look on his face, and said tremblingly: "I want to live, save me..."

At this moment, Quirrell's heart seemed to be engaged in a fierce tug-of-war, with the desire for life on one side and the fear of Voldemort on the other.

Voldemort's consciousness was like a cold, poisonous snake, constantly moving around in his mind, whispering hisses, trying to seduce and intimidate him, and plunge him into endless despair.

"Are you making me laugh, Quirrell?" Voldemort sneered shrilly.

"Can't you see by now that your disguise has long been seen through!"

"But did they save you? No!"

"Everything here is a trap to lure you in."

"Although Dumbledore didn't show up, that hypocritical guy must be somewhere watching everything here coldly."

"They never thought of saving you!"

Sebastian ignored Voldemort's shouts, looked firmly into Quirrell's eyes and said:

"I am here to save you. Of course, I need your full cooperation."

Hearing this, Quirrell became a little excited and looked at Sebastian with burning eyes: "What should I do?"

"If you want to be rescued, you must have a firm belief in victory and believe that you can defeat Voldemort."

“Only when you believe in yourself can others help you.”

Hearing this, the little light in Qi Luo's eyes gradually dimmed.

If it were really that simple, would I have ended up like this?

I have long wanted to get rid of this parasitic state, but that is Voldemort!

What can I use to fight him and defeat him?

It’s easier said than done!

Looking at Quirrell's frustrated look, Sebastian sighed in his heart.

This guy is now completely scared and doesn't even have the courage to resist.

How can we win in this state?

If you want to expel Voldemort from Quirrell's body, you must start from the level of consciousness.

As for the confrontation at the level of consciousness, Quirrell himself has to take the lead.

Sebastian took a deep breath and continued to encourage patiently: "I can understand that you are afraid of Voldemort in his prime."

"But now, he is no longer the invincible Dark Lord."

"He is so weak that he has to rely on others to survive. There is nothing to be afraid of Voldemort in this state."

"You are not afraid of him now, but the shadow in your memory. You need to face your heart and get rid of the fear of the past."

"You must have the courage to resist and believe that you can defeat him."

After listening to Sebastian's encouraging words, Quirrell's eyes became less confused and doubtful, and more courageous and resolute.

Sebastian was delighted to see that his words had more or less touched Quirrell, and continued his impassioned speech:

"Are you willing to become a puppet at his mercy?"

"Are you willing to die in the lies Voldemort has told you?"

"Are you willing to die in this cold and damp room with this half-human, half-ghost thing?"

"Are you willing to never see again the things you once loved?"

“Think about how you loved life in the past!”

"Don't you want to see the rising sun, feel the warm breeze and cool drizzle again?"

Hearing these words, the corners of Qi Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and ripples appeared in his heart.

Yes, he didn’t want to, and wasn’t willing to, die like this!

He still has too many unfulfilled dreams, unexplored worlds, and unread books.

He remembered himself who was once full of passion and dreams, a person eager to explore the world and pursue the truth.

He was unwilling to be swallowed by Voldemort's shadow, nor was he willing to die in the abyss of despair.

But... hey...

Life is so hard...

Suddenly, Sebastian took out a test paper and placed it in front of Quirrell. The familiar handwriting and the love revealed between the lines made Quirrell feel dazed.

"You already knew how to defeat Voldemort, didn't you?"

This is?

Something about the magic of love?

In other words, if you want to defeat Voldemort, you have to start from this aspect.

A glimmer of hope rose in Quirrell's heart.

That's right!

This magic is the only magic that has ever defeated Voldemort!

As long as he uses this magic, he will be able to drive Voldemort out of his body.

But, I don't know this magic...

The little flame of hope was extinguished again.

Who can tell me what to do?

Just as Quirrell was becoming discouraged once again, Sebastian extended his wand, turned himself around, and pointed it in the direction of the room's entrance.

Seeing the familiar figure walking in from the door, Quirrell couldn't help but whispered: "Professor Flitwick..."

In a flash, he looked down at the ground in shame. He didn't dare to look Professor Flitwick in the eye, just like a child who had done something wrong.

"Quirinus," Professor Flitwick said, standing in front of Kino, his tone full of concern and determination.

"You have always been one of my most valued students, and you have always been the pride of our Ravenclaw."

Quirrell was stunned. He slowly raised his head and looked at Flitwick with emotion: "Professor Flitwick..."

He didn't expect that what he was waiting for was not scolding, but the other party's sincere care and encouragement.

"Quirinus, although we Ravenclaws value wisdom the most, we never lack the courage to fight against fate."

"Take out your courage and say 'no' to Voldemort bravely!"

Professor Flitwick's words seemed to contain endless power, which gradually gave Quirrell courage and his eyes became firm.

At that moment, he felt that he was not helpless.

With Professor Flitwick here with me, I won't have any regrets even if I fail.

Besides, it's death anyway...

Give it a try and there is still hope...

How can you give up so easily when you haven't even tried?

Just like the professor said, Ravenclaw students never lack the courage to fight against fate!

"Now is the time, Quirrell," Sebastian said, noticing Quirrell's change of demeanor. "Remember everything you love."

"Get ready for the magic of love!"