In my heart, there was nothing wrong with saving Voldemort for Li Kuan. It's true www.biquge.info that Voldemort harmed people a lot, and it's also true that he killed Harry's parents and tortured Neville Longbottom's parents.

But for Li Kuan, he has not touched and hurt his family, even his own family.

If there is such a reason, why not save him?

So when Minister Fudge asked to check Li Kuan's wand, he very bluntly refused. Fudge left Hogwarts in a fit of rage, and Professor Dumbledore followed suit, and it was evident that they were really angry.

Uncle Megan sighed, touched Li Kuan's forehead and said, "You haven't forgotten the disaster of the black magician, have you?" ”

"I know what you're trying to say, uncle. But he really died. Li Kuan said firmly.

Meghan said helplessly, "I can't stay by your side for the rest of my life, and after the trial about me is over, I'm going to find your aunt." ”

"Say hello to my aunt on my behalf."

Megan took two steps, turned her head and said to Li Kuan, "Did I tell you that vampires can feel the fragments of people's souls after death. ”

So he was reluctant to expose himself in front of Minister Fudge and Professor Dumbledore. Li Kuan was silent for a while and replied, "I can guarantee that he will not return to this world." ”

"Since you're insisting, okay then." Megan said with a shrug.

……

In the Endless Plane, a blue tear appeared from the void and plunged into another plane at a very fast speed.

After the blue tears shattered, a naked man fell from inside.

"Ahem, ahem." Voldemort took control of Quirrell's body and stood up, looking at his surroundings.

The sandstone city looks huge, but it's a little scary in the heat, and there's no view of it except a few oases in the distance.

"Lord...... Master...... Where is this? Quirrell asked, looking at the scenery around him.

"Shut up stupid! No more stuttering, no messing around with your head. Are you trying to stun me? Voldemort scolded.

Then he looked at the city in the distance and muttered, "The more this place looks, the more it looks like the holy city of Jerusalem." ”

Christian Holy City? Inquisitions, crusaders, mad believers! The home base of the wizard's old rivals! Quirrell felt like his teeth were fighting.

"Let's run! When the Crusaders come out, we'll be dead! Quirrell pleaded.

"Shut up!"

Quirrell closed his mouth, still with a look of horror on his face.

"Do you feel the terrible coercion of the holy city of Jerusalem?" Voldemort asked, confused.

Quirrell carefully felt the breath in the air and shook his head, "No. ”

"Thank you, Mei...... Holy Light. Quirrell wanted to say thank you, but the words were forcibly changed to the Holy Light.

But the light reminded Voldemort of the words that Li Kuan had written on the table. Is that true? Does the Light Really Exist?

"Lord...... Master! Quirrell said in horror.

"I told you, don't stammer!"

"Our source of magic...... Our source of magic is being changed! Quirrell said, feeling his body in horror.

Just as Quirrell said, the pale white light emanated from the source of mana, purifying their blue and gray mana source little by little, this terrible thing is not only like this, but under the effect of this terrible power, their already dead and dilapidated bodies are also recovering little by little.

With this, Voldemort's face regained its pre-death handsomeness, and his nose grew. And that's not all.

Voldemort's head and Quirrell's head split into two, just like the two-headed ogre in the game.

At the end, Quirrell and Voldemort looked at each other, both speechless.

"Mei ...... The light is above, Quirrell, you are ugly. "Voldemort, I shouldn't have said that Tom Riddle's scolding was changed to complaining." What kind of agreement did we sign with Ah Kuan! What kind of existence is the Light......

"Since Young Master Li Kuan sent us here, there must be a reason for him, master, do you think we are wearing a dress?" Quirrell said aggrievedly.

At this moment, a gap opened in the giant city in the distance, and a group of medieval cavalry rushed out, and the banner they were holding was recognized by Quirrell, which was the banner of the Crusaders.

"Run, master! The Crusaders are coming! Quirrell screamed in horror and was about to control half of his body to run, but the other half was not open to Quirrell, he could only draw circles centered on the other half of his body.

"Shut up, don't you see their spears and weapons? That's not a special item for wizards at all, I suspect they don't have it at all! This is our chance! Tom Riddle gave Quirrell a head and said.

Of course, the feeling of pain was also transmitted to him, which made him very unhappy.

In this atmosphere, the cavalry surrounded Quirrell and Tom Riddle, and the shaking of the horses' hooves made Quirrell's eyes glaze.

"Freaked monster, your existence is nothing short of blasphemy against God!" The knight in full armor said with a spear against Quirrell's neck.

Quirrell would love to give the megalomania an Arvada, but the pale white mana source didn't provide the power to unleash Arvada's mana at all.

Compared to Quirrell's grievances, Tom Riddle was much more natural, and he took Quirrell to stroke his body and said, "We are the apostles of the Holy Light, indoctrining the heretics who have gone astray. The Light is righteousness, and its greatness is greater than that of a false God. ”

The faces of the knights present changed suddenly, the spear in his hand was stabbed out without hesitation, and his mouth shouted loudly, "Hellen the heresy!" ”

But in the next second, a beam of light brighter than the sunlight from the sky lifted off from Tom Riddle's hand, causing the knights to involuntarily cover their eyes.

"Lightless you! Lost lambs, you have been blinded by false gods, God has stolen the name of the Light, and the priests have blinded you of the Light! "Tom Riddle is serious nonsense.

But under the miracle they saw with their own eyes, the knights were frightened to put down their weapons and prostrate themselves on the ground, not daring to make any move.

Tom Riddle walked towards the holy city of Jerusalem with a trumpet flash.

"Master, how did you do it, I can't mobilize that magic source to cast Avada at all." Quirrell's little sycophant patted it.

"Stupid, didn't you hear Ah Kuan call a stream of energy holy light? That means you can use any light spell. Mr. Tom Riddle reprimanded, "Be a good example, and we may not have to worry about being hunted down here." ”