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Bogin, the owner of the Burgin Magic Shop, was napping on his desk when a man in a black hooded robe pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

"What do you need?" Bo Jin looked up in confusion and rubbed his eyes.

"Is there unicorn blood?" The man in black had a hoarse voice, his face covered by a long hat, and only his mouth could be seen moving.

Bo Jin shuddered and woke up completely, the unicorn is the purest creature in the wizarding world, and according to legend, only the most vicious people will use its blood, and will be cursed by the unicorn for eternity.

"Sir, do you know what the crime of killing a unicorn is?" A smirk appeared on Bogin's face.

"Is it enough!" The man in black took out a cloth bag from his pocket and threw it on the table with a crisp sound.

Bo Jin's fingers opened the mouth of the bag, and the golden Garon brightened the gray room.

"It's out of stock right now, so you'll have to wait a few days." Bo Jin whispered.

"In three days, I'll come to you."

The man in black left the house with these words.

Bo Jin Mali received the gold under the counter and continued to lie on the table and take a nap.

The man in black walked out of the store, through the narrow passage of the alley, to the bustling Diagon Alley, knocked on the brick arch, and came to the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, as if he wanted to go in for a drink.

"Wait......"

A hoarse voice appeared on the man in black, and his figure paused, and he whispered, "What's wrong!" Master? ”

Anyone would be amazed if they saw this. The man actually spoke to himself.

"Something is wrong!" The hoarse voice reappeared.

The man in black glanced at the small courtyard, and there was no one around.

"Master, nothing!" The man in black said confusedly.

"Voldemort. I said that such stupid men would kill you! ”

Behind the wall of the courtyard suddenly appeared a human head, with long white hair, and a very handsome face.

"...... you" The man in black came back to his senses, looked at the person who suddenly appeared in horror, and soon saw the other party emerge.

"Let me talk to him!" There was a hint of fluctuation in the hoarse voice.

"Yes!" The man in black didn't dare to say more, and turned his back to the white-haired youth. The black hood was lifted.

A terrifying face appeared behind the black-clad man's head, his eyes flashing with scarlet light.

Voldemort appears!

The identity of the man in black is self-evident, and naturally he has not yet taken office. Quirrell was replaced by Madara.

"It's an invisibility cloak!" Voldemort glanced at the cloth in the hand of the wooden clone, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Yes! Looks like you're pretty laid-back! He even stayed in London. The three hook jade writing wheel eyes of the wooden clone are connected end to end, and three black vertical lines appear outside the magatama.

Eternal kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes open!

"What are you looking for me for?" Voldemort's eyes narrowed.

"Kill you!" The wooden clone has an extra wand in his hand.

"Master!" Quirrell exclaimed.

"Hahaha......" Voldemort was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Good news for you! Don't cry. I just came back from Azkaban. Your hardcore Death Eaters have gone to Hell, and I'm sure you'll be reunited soon. The wooden clone casually said the shocking news.

Voldemort's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes swelled with a fierce light, and he said, "You were also brainwashed by that old fellow Dumbledore?" ”

"Haha...... I just feel like Dumbledore is normal, and I prefer to work with normal people rather than a madman. The wooden clone laughed.

"I can't believe you're so stupid! Also obsessed with the distinction between good and evil! Voldemort sneered.

"You're wrong! Actually, I'm a big man! The wooden clone's eyes flashed red.

Voldemort's eyes showed confusion, and the next second let out a roar of pain.

Monthly reading launched!

"Master!" Quirrell turned around in a hurry, yet to raise his wand. A miserable green light flashed in front of his eyes.

Bang!

Quirrell's body was like rags, and it was knocked into the air in an instant. Crashed into a nearby wall.

Avada suo!

The wooden clone stared at Quirrell's corpse, the Eternal Eye slowly turned, and with a snort, a black fire appeared out of thin air, enveloping Quirrell's corpse.

Soon burned him to ashes, Voldemort's already shattered soul had long since been crushed by the wooden clone of Tsukiyo, and died along with Quirrell.

Bang!

A few people walked out of the back of the bar, and they stood on the spot when they saw the scene in the courtyard.

The wooden clone extinguished the Amaterasu fire and disappeared into the courtyard in an instant.

"What happened? Was that Professor Madara Uchiha just now? Several of the drinkers seemed to know Madara, and with a look of surprise and confusion, they glanced around, and there was nothing unusual except for the pitch black ground.

In a dimly lit room, a large snake was coiled on the ground, and suddenly it raised its head, and a person appeared in front of it.

The wooden clone didn't say a word, and the fire of Amaterasu instantly enveloped the great snake Nagini.

Rumble!

The serpent writhed desperately, trying to extinguish the black fire on his body, and the house was in a mess, and a wall of light rose in front of the wooden clone, standing in place, calmly watching Nagini burn to ashes.

One of Voldemort's Seven Horcruxes, the Great Snake Nagini, is destroyed!

In the Headmaster's room at Hogwarts, Harry stood in the middle of the room, looking at Madara and Dumbledore in confusion.

"What are you going to do?" Dumbledore's eyes flickered as he looked at Madara.

"Harry, close your eyes and relax!" Madara stood up and walked in front of Harry, his lilac eyes staring at him.

Harry looked surprised, but he still believed Madara, and Dumbledore sat next to him, so he immediately closed his eyes and stood motionless.

Madara pressed Harry's head, and Harry's face was in pain, and he tried to break free, but he couldn't move.

"Ahh Harry let out a scream.

Dumbledore was still sitting in his chair, he knew he wouldn't kill Harry.

"That's it!" Madara heard Madara hear it in Harry's ear, and he opened his eyes to find Madara sitting back in his chair.

"Professor? What was it just now? Harry asked, drenched in sweat.

"Tell him! I went back to rest! ”

Ignoring Harry, Madara stood up and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned to Dumbledore and said, "Voldemort is completely dead!" ”

Dumbledore's pupils shrank, and he suddenly got up. Madara's figure is gone. Unbeknownst to Dumbledore, Madara had fully understood the role of Horcruxes, and even a lot of dark magic.

Madara just used the human dao in the eyes of reincarnation, extracted the soul fragments of Voldemort in Harry Potter's body, and naturally had part of Voldemort's memory.

He now possessed almost all of Voldemort's lifelong knowledge of magic. (To be continued......)