Section I

Ever since he had experienced the events in the Forbidden Forest, Sauron had found that he had something on his mind, and Sauron asked him what was wrong, but Harry refused to say, and finally Sauron learned from Ho Min that Harry suspected that Snape was instructed by Voldemort to steal the Philosopher's Stone to help him regain his strength, and that Harry's scar had been hurting badly lately.

"Why didn't he say when I asked him?" Sauron stared at Hermione.

"I guess maybe he doesn't think you will believe it." Hermione whispered that Hermione had been a little scared of Sauron since she saw Sauron kill the trolls.

"Hermione, Sauron, you're here, I've been looking for you." Harry ran over and Ron followed him.

"Your scars hurt?" Sauron asked Harry, "Since that night?" ”

Harry nodded, then said, "I suspect that person is Lord Voldemort." ”

Sauron looked at Harry and didn't speak, for a long time, Sauron sighed, "Harry, be careful lately, are you still wearing that pendant?" ”

Harry pulled back his collar, revealing the chain of the pendant. Harry asked curiously, "Sauron, what is this pendant for?" ”

Sauron didn't answer his question, "You don't have to know this, remember, keep it with you." With that, he turned and left.

Sauron walked towards the Forbidden Forest, wanting to check it out again, though he knew it wouldn't help. When he walked to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he met Hagrid.

"Hey, Sauron, what are you doing here, why don't you go to study for the exam?" "Students want to spend all day in the library." ”

"The exam wasn't too difficult for me, I came to see it in the woods."

Hagrid glanced at Sauron in embarrassment, "Forget it, Sauron, I know what you're going to do." That's useless, I walked around it several times the other day and found nothing. And ......"

"And what?" Sauron asked Hagrid, puzzled.

"I met the centaurs the other day, and they mentioned you and said strange things, you know, they observe the stars all day, weird and weird, but I have a feeling they don't seem to like you very much." Brother Hai hesitated for a moment and said.

Sauron thought for a moment and said, "Well, I didn't have much hope in the first place. By the way, has Harry been here? ”

"No, they're busy studying for exams these days."

"Then I'm gone, goodbye."

"Goodbye, I'll make you tea next time."

The final exam was not difficult for Sauron, and in fact, for most Slytherins, the final exam was not a problem. The last exam was the history of magic, and Sauron finished the paper in a short time, and then couldn't help but sit there thinking about other things.

He thought back and forth about the various information he had received during this time, and for a long time, his eyes lit up, and then an angry expression appeared on his face. He raised his hand to hand in his papers, and then hurriedly left the examination room.

He hurried to the stone statue in the corridor on the third floor, "Zizi Bee Candy". The statue dodged open, revealing the spiral staircase behind it, and Sauron stepped up and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Dumbledore sat down behind his large table with a smile, "Oh, it's Sauron, you're here." ”

Sauron didn't reply, he stared at Dumbledore coldly, and for a long time, he said, "Why did you do this?" ”

Dumbledore looked at him with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, Sauron. I know it's not fair, but there are some things that we have to face sooner or later, don't we? ”

Sauron shook his head helplessly, "But Harry is still a child. ”

Dumbledore said gently, "I know your concerns, but we can't choose a future for Harry, Harry has his mission, and we can't escape fate." ”

Sauron fell into deep thought, and gradually, his gaze became determined, and he looked up at Dumbledore, "Yes, you're right, but I never run away. ”

Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

……

Section II

Harry, Hermione, and Ron fight their way through the blocks to protect the Philosopher's Stone, Ron falls on the road, and Harry and Hermione argue over who should enter the final room to stop Voldemort in front of the black flames. Eventually, Harry convinced Hermione that it was up to him to face the danger.

Harry took a deep breath and grabbed the smallest bottle. He turned to face the black flames.

"I'm coming." After he finished speaking, he drank the liquid from the small bottle in one gulp.

It was indeed like ice, seeping through his whole body at once. He put down the bottle and walked forward. He plucked up his courage and saw the black flames licking his body, but he felt nothing—at that moment, he couldn't see anything, only black flames in front of him—and then he went to the other side, and entered the last room.

There was already a man in there—not Snape, not even Voldemort.

It's Quirrell.

"You!" Harry was stunned.

Quirrell smiled. Now his face doesn't twitch at all. "It's me," he said calmly, "I was wondering if I'd ever meet you here, Potter." ”

"But I thought—Snape—"

"Snape?" Quirrell laughed. The laughter was not his usual shrill trill, but a chilling sneer. "yes, Snape doesn't look like a good guy, does he? He flew around like a giant bat, which helped us a lot. With him there, who would doubt that but---poor, knot--stuttered Professor Quirrell?"

Quirrell snapped his fingers, and several ropes appeared out of thin air, tying Harry tightly together.

"Potter, you're too nosy, I can't let you live. I wanted to kill you that day in Quidditch, and if it weren't for Snape and your brother chanting the Reverse Spell all the time, I would have knocked you to death. ”

"You let that troll in?"

"Of course, but alas, Snape became suspicious of me, and he rushed straight to the fourth floor to stop me. It's a shame that the dog didn't bite him, and my troll was killed by your brother. Speaking of your brother, he is indeed powerful, but unfortunately, he can't save you this time. ”

Quirrell turned, and Harry realized that it was the Mirror of Eris standing behind him. "This mirror is the key to finding the Philosopher's Stone," Quirrell muttered, tapping his hand along the frames around it. "Only Dumbledore can get such a thing, but he's in London right now, and by the time he comes back, I'll be gone."

Quirrell stared greedily into the mirror. "I see the Philosopher's Stone, and I am offering it to my master, but where is it hidden? I really don't understand, should I break the mirror? Help me, great host! ”

"Take advantage of that boy...... Take advantage of the boy ......" Harry was horrified to hear a voice reply, what seemed to be coming from Quirrell's own body.

"Okay - Potter - come up here."

He clapped his hands again, and the ropes that bound Harry came free of their own accord. Harry slowly stood up. "Come up here," Quirrell said again, "look in the mirror and tell me what you see." ”

Harry saw himself in the mirror, and at first his face was pale and frightened, but after a moment, he smiled. Harry in the mirror reached into his pocket, pulled out a bright red stone, then blinked and put the stone back into his pocket - just then, Harry felt something heavy fall into his pocket. That's how he got the Philosopher's Stone.

"How?" Quirrell asked impatiently, "What do you see?"

"I saw myself shaking hands with Dumbledore," Harry said mischiasurably, "and I won the House Cup for Gryffindor." ”

Harry heard a shrill voice speak, and Quirrell's lips didn't move at all.

"He's lying...... He's lying......"

"Potter, come back here!" Quirrell shouted, "Tell me the truth!" What did you just see?"

The shrill voice spoke again.

"Let me talk to him face-to-face......"

"Master, your body hasn't recovered yet!"

"That's a little bit of effort...... I still have ......"

Quirrell held up his hand and untied the scarf from his head. The big scarf fell, and he slowly turned in place. Harry tried to scream, but couldn't make a sound. Where it should have been the back of Quirrell's head, there was a face, the color of which was dead like chalk, red eyes glowing, and two long nostrils as thin as snakes underneath.

"Harry Potter," he whispered.

Harry tried to step back, but his legs didn't stop.

"Look what I've become!" The face said, "Only shadows and vapors remain, and I can only take form if I share a body with others...... But there are always people who are willing to let me into their hearts and minds...... Over the past few weeks, the unicorn disc has made me regain some of my body...... You saw Quirrell in the forest that day drinking blood for me...... Once I got my hands on the elixir, I was able to recreate a body of my own...... All right...... Why don't you give me the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?"

Harry's leg suddenly felt again. He staggered back.

"Don't be stupid," said the face viciously, "you'd better save your own life and take refuge in me...... Otherwise, you will be like your parents, who begged me to spare their lives before they died......"

"Lie!" Harry shouted violently.

Quirrell backed away and pressed towards him, allowing Voldemort to still stare at him. Now there was a sinister smile on that evil face.

"How touching...... he said in a hoarse voice, "I have always admired courage...... Yes, child, your parents were brave back then...... I will kill your father first, but he will die rather than give in, and fight me bravely...... Your mother doesn't have to die...... She's desperate to protect you and your brother...... Okay, give me the Philosopher's Stone, don't let your mother die for you in vain."

"Don't think!" Harry said angrily.

"Harry, think about it." Voldemort's tone softened suddenly, "As long as I restore my strength, I can give you a lot, power, power, wealth, all you want." Voldemort seduced. There is no good or evil in this world, Harry, there are only those who have power and those who cannot obtain power, Harry, the opportunity is in front of you, don't miss it. ”

"You're wrong." Harry said suddenly, calmly.

Voldemort was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Yes, why? ”

Harry stood there, motionless, his eyes closed and a low sneer, "Ha-ha Harry snapped his eyes open, his cold golden pupils staring at Voldemort, "What loses is evil, and what wins is good." There was no trace of panic on his face now, only a cold smile. I really didn't expect that we would meet in such a way. ”

Voldemort stared at "Harry" for a moment, "You're not Harry Potter, who are you?" ”

"Harry" stretched his body and said, "Looks like you've taught Quirrell a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to stop my death curse in the woods that night." ”

"You're Sauron." Voldemort said coldly, "I really didn't expect it to be you, how did you do it?" ”

Sauron didn't reply, and pulled the pendant out of his bosom. "I guess, you know what it is."

Voldemort looked at the pendant in amazement, he looked at Sauron and said in an appreciative tone, "What a surprise to me, Sauron, I see my shadow in you." Strong, intelligent, ambitious, let's cooperate. Give me the Philosopher's Stone, and we can create a new future.

"It's a pity, Voldemort, that we are not destined to be fellow travelers - I am righteous and you are evil." Sauron said as he pulled out Harry's wand from his bosom, "Avada Suo"

A green flame suddenly ignited behind Quirrell, blocking Sauron's death curse. Quirrell turned around and pointed his wand at Sauron, emitting a red glow.

With a wave of his hand, Sauron scattered the red light, and with a wave of his wand, "Shadow Blade". Quirrell lunged to the side, dodging the spell, and a deep mark was cut into the wall behind him.

Sauron sneered and continued to shout, "Shadow Blade."

Just as Quirrell was about to be split in half, it was the green wall of fire that blocked the spell. Quirrell took the opportunity to point his wand at Sauron and shouted "Waves of Nothingness", shattering his wand in an instant. It was as if an invisible wave swept across the sand, and the originally mottled ground became as smooth as a mirror.

Sauron suddenly felt extremely dangerous, he didn't choose to resist, Sauron instantly turned into black mist and disappeared in place, and at the moment Sauron disappeared, the spell swept over the place where he had just stood, turning the qiē behind him into dust. Sauron suddenly appeared behind Quirrell again, and Sauron whispered "Hellfire".

Quirrell's body was violently surrounded by black flames, a thin layer of green flames resisting the scorching of the black flames, but it was obviously not long to support.

"Master, save me, master." Quirrell shouted.

Sauron sneered, and the black fire surrounding Quirrell became vigorous, and Quirrell was instantly burned to ashes. Sauron glanced around coldly, "Come out, I know you're not dead." ”

"I underestimated you, Sauron." Voldemort's cold, deep voice came, and Voldemort appeared in front of Sauron like a cloud of smoke.

"It's a must-lose game for you, Voldemort, you really shouldn't have come. I have cast a spell around this room, and nothing that will leave a shadow on the ground will leave this room until the spell is lifted. Sauron said calmly, "Run, Voldemort, I can't kill you now, but sooner or later, I will." ”

"What would you do if it were you? Sauron, you, like me, are destined to be extraordinary, and even at your age, I don't have such power. Voldemort said, "Join forces, and we can have the world." ”

Sauron smiled contemptuously, "Don't lie to me, and don't lie to yourself. You and I both know what we want. We are destined to be enemies, Lord Voldemort. ”

……

Section III

"How's Harry, Professor?" Outside the hospital room, Sauron asked Dumbledore.

"Looks good. Why don't you go in and see him, I think Madam Pomfrey will agree to you seeing him. Dumbledore said with a smile.

Sauron shook his head, "Forget it, I forcibly controlled his body, and he was having trouble with me. You didn't talk to him too much, Professor, about the pendant. ”

Dumbledore smiled reassuringly, "He's just playing with a child's temper." You should understand, not to mention, that you are doing it for him. His face turned stern, "As for the pendant, I didn't mention it." I hope you don't follow Voldemort's path, though. By the way, the Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed. ”

Sauron smiled, "It's a pity. Instead, he said, "It's a pity that I didn't kill Voldemort." ”

"There's going to be a chance, Sauron. You can't be blamed for this, don't push yourself too hard. Dumbledore said mildly.

……

On the train back to London, Sauron, Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat in the same compartment. As Dumbledore had guessed, Harry quickly forgave Sauron, and then curiously asked Sauron how he had done it. Of course Sauron didn't, he was sure that if he told the truth now, Harry would never recognize him as an older brother again. Harry and the others also ask Sauron what happened in the room at the end, and Sauron makes a vague statement, much to their displeasure, and Hermione insists that Sauron is hiding something.

Finally, the train stopped at platform 943 at King's Cross station.

It took them a long time to get out of the platform. A shriveled old guard stood guard at the ticket gate, allowing only two or three people to pass through the guò at a time, so that they would not attract the attention of the Muggles by a large group of people coming in and out of the solid walls at the same time.

"You must come to our house this summer," Ron said, "and you all come—I'll send owls to invite you." ”

"Thanks," said Harry, "I do need hope." ”

"I'm not going, there are still some things to deal with, and I may not be able to finish until before the start of school."

They walked towards the exit back to the Muggle world, and the four of them together passed through the guò wall.

"Where is he, Mom, oh, look, there are two Harrys? Potter, look! ”

It's Ginny, Ron's sister. He looked excited and surprised.

"Don't shout, Ginny, it's rude to point fingers." Mrs. Weasley looked at them with a smile.

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley, I'm Sauron-Sauron? Potter, Harry's older brother. As you can see, we are twins, like Fred and George. It's a pleasure to meet you. Sauron said politely.

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley, thank you for giving me toffee and sweater." Harry said.

"I say, are you ready?"

It was Uncle Vernon, who still had the same fuchsia face, still the same big beard, and still glared at Harry with an angry gaze. Sauron stood next to Harry in a black robe, his identical face confusing the Dursleys. Aunt Petunia and Dudley looked terrified when they saw Harry. "You must be Harry's family!" Mrs. Weasley said. "You can say the same thing." Uncle Vernon said, "Hurry up, boy, we can't afford to delay all day." ”

Sauron gave Uncle Vernon a cold look and walked straight over.

"What are you going to do, boy!" Uncle Vernon looked a little nervous. "I don't care who you are, I'm not afraid of you."

Sauron stared at Uncle Vernon and said coldly, "Listen to me, be nice to Harry." If it weren't for your use, I would have killed you all a long time ago. Remember, if Harry comes back from the summer and sues me for bullying him, I'll make you pay. With that, Sauron walked over to a dumbfounded Harry, "If they abuse you, let Hedwig bring me the letter." ”

Dudley and Penny were frightened, and Aunt Vernon seemed excited, half frightened, half angry, and he wanted to curse loudly, but at the thought of Sauron's cold eyes, he swallowed and did not attack. Leaving with Harry.

It wasn't just the Dursleys who were stunned, Sauron's voice was not small, the Weasleys and Hermione had heard it. Ron asked dumbfoundedly, "I said, you wouldn't have been serious just now, were you?" ”

Sauron glanced at him, "What do you think?" With that, he turned and left, disappearing into the crowd.

PS: To be honest, this chapter is not well written, and I am not satisfied. I am ashamed of everyone's trust and expectations. The part of the duel with Quirrell in the basement is not well written, nor deep enough, very weak, and logically a bit confusing. To sum it up, I'm sorry.