Inside the centaur temple, Voldemort's roar still echoed in his ears. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Evan came to his senses, and there was a pain all over his body, as if he was about to fall apart.

He felt like he had been in the illusion for centuries, but only a few seconds had passed in the real world.

The floating Philosopher's Stone on his chest glowed a faint red, preventing Voldemort from getting closer.

What has just happened in the illusion is affecting the real world.

The aura of the evil god is gone, and with it the unspeakable monsters it has created.

Only Voldemort's black smoke remained, but it was also the end of the crossbow.

The battle just now quickly consumed the strength that Voldemort had recovered under the care of the vampire in the past few months.

His body is still very weak, and he has only barely amassed some strength by relying on the magic in the unicorn's blood.

After seeing Dumbledore, he was ready to run away.

But at this moment, the power of the ancient evil creature that had been fighting against him suddenly disappeared.

Voldemort whistled and flew towards the altar, ready to get the Philosopher's Stone.

"The Philosopher's Stone is flying!" Aven shouted, raising his wand with the last of his strength.

This time, without the hindrance of the evil god, his magic worked.

The Philosopher's Stone floated slowly, bypassing Voldemort and quickly flying towards him.

"No!" Voldemort screamed, "Kerecis, stop him!

Under the protection of the pure magic of the Philosopher's Stone, his current body and black magic could not touch Evan and the Philosopher's Stone.

Not far away, Keresis and the remaining vampires were fighting Dumbledore.

As soon as Voldemort's piercing roar fell, the space around Evan distorted, and the figure of a vampire appeared strangely.

After battling the unspeakable creature of the evil god and Dumbledore, he now looks in disarray.

But his breathing was steady, and there were no scars on his body.

Keresis raised his wand and stared at the flying Philosopher's Stone.

Aven's heart sank, Dumbledore was still haunted by five vampires, and he had no strength to do so.

No one could stop Keresis from getting the Philosopher's Stone, and Voldemort succeeded in the end!

Just as he was thinking this, the magic that Keresis was about to cast suddenly stopped.

The intervals of stops are short, perhaps only for a second, and without warning.

In fact, no one even noticed anything unusual except for Aven, who was directly below.

Evan could clearly see that Keresis' dancing wand had visibly paused for a second.

It was a crucial second, and at the roar of Voldemort, the Philosopher's Stone flew into Aven's hand.

In an instant, a bright red mist of light spread outward around Ai Wen, and the two shattered magic stones were merging.

Evan didn't have the time to think about what was going on, he felt a powerful magic bursting out.

Under the effect of this magic power, the curse power left by Voldemort in his body quickly dissipated.

"Remember, you owe us once!" Keresis' deep voice rang in Aven's ears.

He shook his black cloak, and his body disappeared from Evan again, leaving a black swirl of magic in the air.

Evan doesn't have enough heads, this vampire is helping himself, isn't he a friend of Voldemort?!

That was the last thought on Aven's mind, and he didn't understand what the hell was going on.

In a haze, he saw Keresis appear next to the altar and pick up the statue of the evil god.

Voldemort was still yelling, and Evan couldn't make out what he was saying.

He only felt a powerful black smoke rushing towards him, and under the strong impact, he fainted.

This time, Evan didn't feel the darkness, nor did he enter an absurd and strange dream.

His consciousness continued, and he found himself lying in a space filled with a golden-red glow.

The light came from two objects of different sizes in the sky, which were slowly merging together into a single body.

It was the Philosopher's Stone, and its light was like the winter noon sun, warm and comfortable on the body.

If he could, Evan would like to stay here forever.

He didn't know how much time had passed, and he felt cold drops of water fall on his face.

Drop after drop, as if someone was crying.

Evan heard a low cry, but it wasn't clear who it was.

He blinked, and saw a pair of bright brown eyes.

How strange, it seemed to be Hermione's eyes.

It must be an illusion, how could Hermione be here?!

But to be honest, Evan does miss Hermione and wants to see her.

It seems like a century has passed since the time of the more than a month apart.

He subconsciously reached out and hugged Hermione tightly in front of him, a burst of softness.

Everything is very real, and if it weren't a dream, how nice it would be!

The next second, Evan heard Hermione's muffled shout, and he blinked vigorously again.

In front of him, Hermione's surprised smile gradually appeared, with tears on it.

"Aven, you're finally awake!" Hermione said.

Because she was caught off guard, she was suddenly hugged by Aiwen, and she looked very embarrassed.

But soon he was immersed in the joy of Aven's awakening, and leaned down to hug him tightly.

"What the hell is going on?!" Evan stared at Hermione.

Feeling the temperature and heartbeat on the girl's body, he realized that he was not dreaming.

He hugged Hermione tightly and didn't let go.

I can't tell why, but it feels so good!

After a long time, the two slowly separated.

"Hermione, why are you here?" Evan asked hurriedly, "Where am I now?"

"This is your own bedroom, Mrs. Mason has just gone down. Hermione said happily, "I received a letter from Dumbledore yesterday, he asked if I would like to come over and take care of you, he thought it would be best for you to have someone with you now, your parents agreed, and I happened to have time, so ......"

Hermione's face flushed, and her voice grew quieter.

Evan already knew what she was going to say, and his heart was filled with joy and joy that Hermione could come with her.

"What the hell is going on, why am I in my own house?" he asked softly.

"That's right, Dumbledore said in the letter, the other professors had intended to send you to St. Mungo's Hospital for Injuries and Injuries, but he thought you had better come back here. Hermione and Evan parted, "Of course, they've checked on you, you don't have any problems now, the curse has been broken!"

Evan felt the Slytherin locket on his chest sink noticeably more, and he opened it.

The restored magic stone rests quietly inside, glowing with a bright red soft light, like a gem of the purest texture.

Just touch it with your hands and you can feel the magic in it. (To be continued.) )