HP the red-haired savior

Hisoka didn't go back to the dormitory directly. After coming out of the trapdoor, he started cutting the Sorcerer's Stone directly in the corridor on the fourth floor.

Yes, although he planned to send the Sorcerer's Stone to Voldemort, Hisoka didn't want to send all of such a large Sorcerer's Stone.Hisoka used his long nails to place a rock no bigger than the nail of a little finger, and put the rest of the magic stone into his pocket.Then he took the little stone he had cut to the owl shed.

He took out a thin rope, tied the small stone the size of a fingernail to the leg of a brown owl, and then patted the owl with a smile: "Tonight, I will give it to Qi. Professor Luo, is it okay? But, please don’t tell anyone that I gave it to you~”

Animals are the most sensitive, the brown owl nodded immediately, flapped its wings and flew away.

Hisoka walked towards Gryffindor Tower while rubbing the Philosopher's Stone in his pocket.Such a large piece of Philosopher's Stone... Even if it is useless, it is not bad for storage.Although Hisoka doesn't have a collector's habit, the Sorcerer's Stone looks really good, the bright red color... tsk tsk, it's really a magnificent color.

Compared with the blood-red eyes of the Kuruta tribe, it is probably not inferior!

Hisoka once saw the angry look of that Kuruta kid, with blood-red eyes... The color of the Sorcerer's Stone is darker than the blood-red eyes, and it is more blood-colored. Hisoka actually likes the Sorcerer's Stone better.

After returning to the dormitory, Hisoka opened the bed curtain and got into the bed. He was very much looking forward to Voldemort's reaction after receiving such a small piece of Philosopher's Stone.

He might be out of breath... After all, such a fingernail-sized Philosopher's Stone is too perfunctory.

But Hisoka only contributed a little bit to Voldemort's resurrection—that piece of Philosopher's Stone can help as much as it can, and Hisoka doesn't really care too much about how much Voldemort can recover.

As Hisoka thought, Voldemort was really in a bad mood after being woken up by the owl in the middle of the night.

Especially... when Quirrell excitedly took the small piece of the Philosopher's Stone off the owl's leg: "Master, Master! It's the Philosopher's Stone! It's the Philosopher's Stone!"

If Voldemort had a body, he would have thrown him a bunch of Cruciatus.

Such a small piece of Philosopher's Stone is obviously a scrap cut by someone else, so it's worth your excitement!

Voldemort's cold voice sounded: "Put it on the table and let me see for myself."

Quirrell obediently put the small piece of red stone on the table and turned around.

Voldemort narrowed his slender eyes, feeling the strength and vitality in the small stone in front of him.

As expected of the Sorcerer's Stone, such a small piece has so much vitality!

But... it's still a little bit worse.

Voldemort turned a few thoughts in his mind, and finally made a decision.

He began to absorb the life force from the Philosopher's Stone.

Quirrell had some vague feelings, and he was extremely excited: "Ah! Master! Master, you are becoming stronger! My master!"

The original magnificent blood red color of the Sorcerer's Stone gradually dimmed until Voldemort absorbed the last trace of vitality, and that small piece of Sorcerer's Stone completely turned into an ordinary stone.

Sure enough, it was a little bit worse.

Voldemort absorbed Quirrell's vitality without hesitation.

"Lord, master!" Quirrell exclaimed, he was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a few seconds he changed from a young man in his 20s to a wrinkled old man.

In the end, his body shriveled up quickly, leaving only a piece of skin and a few bones.

Another person appeared in the room.

It was a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had short, smooth black hair, handsome facial features, and a slender figure. The most attractive thing was his magnificent blood-red eyes.

"My Lord Voldemorte is back!" The boy's voice was clear and pleasant, but his tone made people feel spooky.

This young man was Voldemort who had just absorbed the vitality from the Philosopher's Stone and Quirrell's vitality. He stretched out his hands and looked at this young and energetic body carefully, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

……

Early the next morning, Hisoka put on his wizard robes and left Gryffindor Tower.He didn't go directly to the hall for breakfast, but quietly walked to Quirrell's office and bedroom-the bedroom was inside the office.

He could no longer feel Quirrell's breath, nor could he feel Voldemort's breath.

Hisoka tilted his head, and the smile on his face grew more cheerful.

He quietly left from the gate of Quirrell's office, and went to the lobby on the first floor to eat.

"Principal Dumbledore ~ ​​good morning ~" Seeing Dumbledore sitting in the middle of the professor's chair, Hisoka greeted him in a good mood.

"Oh, good morning, little Charlie." Dumbledore winked at him, "You got up very early!"

There were not many people in the hall, the long tables of the four colleges were all empty, and there were only two professors, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

Hisoka said good morning to Professor McGonagall, and then walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down.He picked up a lunch bag, spread some butter on it, and began to eat bit by bit.

Just as Hisoka finished eating this meal kit and was about to pick up the next one to butter the next one, Snape barged in.

Yes, he really broke in. He walked towards Dumbledore aggressively, although he lowered his voice - but the five senses of people with telekinetic abilities are very keen, especially those with profound telekinetic power like Hisoka, Hisoka still heard him Words: "The Sorcerer's Stone is gone, Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore put down the tableware in his hand, and his expression became serious.

"Are you telling the truth, Severus?" He stared at Snape intently.

"I don't need to lie to you, Dumbledore." Snape's tone was very impatient, he stretched out his left arm, "I can feel it, the imprint is getting deeper... the most important thing now is to go see Quirrell Are you still there!"

"Okay, I'll go with you." Dumbledore calmed down, stood up and followed Snape out of the hall.Snape's black robe fluttered in the air, his fierce aura made people daunting.

"Professor~" Hisoka left the Gryffindor long table and walked into the corridor at some point, "What are you going to do? Can you take me with you~"

"Potter." Snape turned around, glaring at Hisoka viciously, "this matter is not for the great savior to meddle in - now, go back to the long table and finish your breakfast, and then do what you want !"

"Oh, Severus, don't be so strict with little Xiali." Dumbledore didn't know what to think, and showed a kind smile to Hisoka, "Do you want to follow Xiao Xiali?"

"Dumbledore!" snapped Snape, "you forgot - you forgot what you promised me -"

"They all need to go through something," Dumbledore said meaningfully, "You can't protect them forever."

Snape's eyes dimmed.

He looked at Hisoka.

"Well, since the great headmaster Dumbledore has said so..." His voice was full of sarcasm, "The great savior will follow!"

Hisoka didn't mind Snape's attitude at all, he pulled Snape's sleeve without any surprise, and said with a smile under Snape's stare: "Well, the professor will lead the way~"

Snape felt that he couldn't like any Potter!

The three came to the door of Quirrell's office. As the headmaster, Dumbledore had some special powers in Hogwarts. Unfortunately, opening the door of the teacher's office without a password was among them.

Nothing appeared in Quirrell's office—everything was well placed, and even the lizard that Quirrell had been taking with him was still lying on the bookshelf.

"Go in and have a look." Snape was still frowning.

Dumbledore once again used the power of the headmaster to open the door of Quirrell's bedroom.

Quirrell's luggage, wizard robes, and even the big purple scarf were still in the room, but there was no sign of Quirrell.

"Huh?" Hisoka's eyes fell on the unknown object in front of the desk, "What is this?"

He stepped forward, reached out and picked up the unknown object—it turned out to be a layer of human skin.When Hisoka picked up the layer of human skin, a large pile of bones covered by the human skin was also exposed to the air.

"Potter." Snape's voice was very low, with imperceptible worry and anxiety, he pulled Hisoka over and threw the human skin in his hand to the ground, "Don't touch things you don't know." How many things in the wizarding world have curses on them that kill people if they touch them?This little Potter is too careless!

"It's him." Dumbledore's expression was very serious, and Hisoka saw such a serious look on his face for the first time, "Tom made a move, but I don't understand why..." Why would Quirrell die too?And it's such a weird way to die.

"I'll take this brat out first—" Snape didn't care about Dumbledore's words, "Think for yourself!" After finishing speaking, he dragged Hisoka out of Quirrell's office.

In a corridor, Snape raised his wand and pointed it at Hisoka - Hisoka instinctively wanted to do something to resist, but at least he suppressed this instinct - then, Snape shot his wand at Hisoka. There are a lot of colorful spells.

"You should be thankful, Potter." After a series of spells were cast, Snape's expression finally eased slightly, "You don't need to lose your life because of your ignorance."

Only then did Hisoka understand that Snape was checking his physical condition before.

However, this way of caring is a bit too awkward.

"Now, get out of my sight immediately!" Snape said viciously.

"Alright Professor~" Hisoka was still smiling, he raised his arm and waved to Snape, "Goodbye, Professor~"

Hisoka returned to the hall - technically speaking, he hadn't finished his breakfast yet!There are already some people in the hall now, and Sean and Joshua have also pulled down.

"Where did you go just now?" Sean called Hisoka to sit down and asked, "We didn't see you when we got up, and thought you were in the hall, but when we got down, we found that you were not here."

"Professor Snape broke in just halfway through the meal, and he told Headmaster Dumbledore something 'the Philosopher's Stone is missing', and then Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Snape decided to see if Quirrell was— I was curious, so I followed." Hisoka said, picked up a lunch bag and began to butter, "Professor Snape didn't want me to follow, but Principal Dumbledore agreed. Then I went to Quirrell's room only to find that Quirrell is no longer there."

"You mean, Quirrell stole the Philosopher's Stone?!" Sean lowered his voice and asked.

"There is no one in the room, only a whole piece of human skin and a pile of bones," Hisoka took a bite of the lunch bag, "I heard Headmaster Dumbledore say, 'Tom has done it'. I don't think it's a surprise Lo! Maybe that layer of human skin and that pile of bones belong to Quirrell..."

"It's Voldemort." Joshua said with certainty, "Tom is his original name."

"How do you know?" Sean asked curiously.

"..." Joshua was silent for a while, then said, "I can't say yet, but I can be sure."

Hisoka also felt that Quirrell was dead, and he was almost sure that Quirrell must have been sucked to death by Voldemort—as for why he felt this way, it was because the Sorcerer's Stone he gave to Voldemort was too small , the vitality inside is definitely not enough; secondly, when Hisoka touched the human skin, he found that this layer of skin was already old. He took a rough look at the bones on the ground and found that the bones were also old. , completely dead.Quirrell was still a young man, and his skin and bones would take on the appearance of old age, and there was only one possibility—that is, his life would dwindle rapidly before dying, and finally die because of lifelessness.

But this is only Hisoka's guess. If the piece of human skin and the pile of bones were not from Quirrell, this guess would be incorrect.

However, Hisoka thinks this guess is correct.

"I'll be busy next time~" Hisoka licked the butter sticking to the corner of his mouth with a smile, "It will be very interesting, hum~hum~huh~heh~heh..."

If he guessed correctly, Voldemort was no longer at Hogwarts.Perhaps Voldemort had been brought back to life by the small piece of Philosopher's Stone and Quirrell, and regained his body; perhaps he was still a ghost, but not so weak.Either way, Hisoka found it amusing.

He was looking forward to meeting Voldemort again.

It must grow into an excellent big ~apple~fruit~ah...