Harry and Quirrell stood together under the mirror. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā This height reaches to the ceiling, and the magic mirror with a golden border is obviously a magic item.

"Tell me! What do you see inside? Quirrell asked Harry viciously.

Harry knew that the Mirror of Eris would allow people to see in it what they craved most.

The mirror must have been moved here by Dumbledore after Christmas. Because Harry first found the mirror in a vacant room in the castle, where he saw his parents. It was the thing he longed for the most, who had never met his parents.

For this reason, he had a happy time indulging in the illusory images brought to him by the Mirror of Eris day and night, but Dumbledore took the mirror from that room. Dumbledore admonished him, "Man cannot live in illusion. ”

At this moment, Harry saw himself in the magic mirror, and he was smiling at him. The self in the mirror reached into his pants pocket and felt for ...... Philosopher's Stone! Harry's eyes widened in surprise as he saw himself in the mirror wink playfully at him and put the Philosopher's Stone back in his pocket.

Harry hesitated, he quietly reached into his trouser pocket, and immediately touched a hard object, Harry was stunned, the Philosopher's Stone was actually in his pocket! It's amazing.

"Professor Quirrell wouldn't have thought that what he wanted in every way would be in my pocket." Harry thought.

He tried to calm himself down and make his expression look normal. But the slightly unnatural expression on his face still alerted Quirrell.

"What do you see, Potter?" Quirrell asked with a loud shout next to him.

"I, I see...... I'm shaking Dumbledore's hand...... I won the House Cup! Harry's head spun quickly, and he quickly made up a lie for himself, thinking that he might be able to fool Quirrell. He really wants to win the Academy Cup even in his dreams, everyone knows that.

Quirrell listened with a hint of hesitation, he couldn't tell if what Harry said was true.

But who knows, the extremely cold ethereal voice just now sounded again, and the voice roared and said, "He's lying!" ”

Quirrell was furious and said, "Potter! Tell me the truth! What do you see!? He was a little annoyed and angry, he was almost deceived by such a child!

"Let me talk to him......" the cold voice added.

Harry could hear it clearly this time, and the voice was right next to him! But it was just him and Quirrell, and no one else was there. Where did that sound come from? This left Harry puzzled and puzzled.

Quirrell's tone immediately humbled when he heard the voice say this, and he said with sincere fear, "But, master, you have not regained your strength......

"I'm strong enough to handle him." The voice said proudly, not taking young Harry in the slightest.

Quirrell glared at Harry with a warning look, meaning to be honest.

Harry had a hunch that something worst was about to happen. He couldn't help but take a quiet step back, he wanted to leave from here with the Philosopher's Stone.

I saw Quirrell in front of him, reaching out and slowly untying the turban that had been wrapped around his head all day.

As the turban completely fell off, Harry was stunned to see what was on the back of Quirrell's head reflected in the mirror......

On the back of Quirrell's head, there was a human face attached! What kind of face was that, pale, ugly, hideous! Harry was so frightened that he couldn't breathe for a moment, and he felt sick to his stomach.

"Harry Potter...... We meet again. In the mirror, the strange face on the back of Quirrell's head stared at Harry, and his voice was grim.

"You're Voldemort!" Harry exclaimed.

"That's right...... See what I look like now! You know how I'm going to survive, right? Live on someone else, live like a parasite! The blood of a unicorn can keep me alive, but it can't give me my body. And it's all thanks to you! Voldemort said coldly, and the conversation changed again, "However, there is another way...... It's at your fingertips, it's in your pocket. ”

Harry was taken aback when he heard this, how did Voldemort know?

Harry turned his head and tried to run.

Reason told him that he couldn't deal with Quirrell and Voldemort head-on, let alone two, he couldn't deal with either. He had to run away and ask for help.

"Stop him!" Voldemort let out a low roar.

Quirrell didn't move, but he reached out and snapped his fingers, and a ring of flames immediately ignited around the chamber, and a wall of fire was extremely hot blocking Harry's path.

"Don't be stupid." Quirrell sneered, "You can live with me, so why risk dying?" Hand over your things, and my master may be merciful enough to spare your life. ”

Seeing that there was nowhere to run, Harry turned and glared at Quirrell. "You don't want to get the Philosopher's Stone!"

Quirrell looked at Harry coldly. Voldemort in the back of his head laughed grimly and said, "That's brave...... Your parents were brave back then. Tell me, Harry, would you like to see your parents again? As long as we work together, I can bring them back to life......" Voldemort said seductively, "and I'll ask for only one thing in return." ”

Harry looked at the Mirror of Eris behind Quirrell, and the images of his parents appeared in the mirror. They were looking at him with loving eyes.

How Harry longed his parents to come back to life......

Harry fumbled in his pocket and pulled out the Philosopher's Stone. What appeared in his hand was a dark red irregularly shaped hedron, seemingly plain and ordinary, but he could feel an unimaginable power contained in it.

At this moment, he had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, and he knew that he had been cornered by Voldemort. At one point, a voice in his heart told him to accede to Voldemort's request. In that case, maybe Voldemort could really get his parents back.

However, another voice also kept lingering in his mind, and gradually took over, it was Li Quan's admonition. “…… Harry, you must be more careful going forward. Perhaps it wasn't until much later that people would believe that Voldemort had really returned. But before that, you have to be clearer than everybody's mind, to know what you're up against...... One day, you're going to face Voldemort head-to-face, it's your fate......"

Harry thought that now was the time for him to face Voldemort, and Professor Lee said that it was his destiny and that he had to face it bravely.

He reached out and touched the pocket on the other side of his pants, which contained several bottles of healing potions that Li Quan had given him earlier. He had left Hermione one bottle to take care of Ron, and he had two bottles left. These things gave him great encouragement and courage.

"Let's face it, Harry." Voldemort continued to seduce, "There is no absolute good and evil in the world, the difference is only between the strong and the weak who cannot recognize reality. Join me, Harry. As long as we work together, we will be able to achieve extraordinary results! The entire wizarding world will submit to us...... Now, put the Philosopher's Stone ...... Leave it to me! ”

The image of Harry's parents in the Magic Mirror vanished.

Harry looked up, and his voice was resolute, "You don't want to lie to me!" ”

"Kill him!" Voldemort roared without hesitation.

Quirrell lunged straight at Harry.

Harry felt that Quirrell's figure was already in front of him, and Quirrell reached out and grabbed him by the throat, clenching it tightly.

Harry couldn't even make a sound, he struggled to breathe, but Quirrell was determined to carry out Voldemort's orders, he really wanted to kill him, Quirrell used so much force that Harry couldn't help but twitch all over, his limbs gradually weakened, and the philosopher's stone fell off the stone steps on the side.

I saw Quirrell's eyes glow fiercely, his hands getting stronger and stronger, and Voldemort's strange smile came from the back of his head. Harry was pinched to the point that his eyes were rolling, his brain was so deprived of oxygen that he was about to go into shock. But his hand was still struggling to get the Philosopher's Stone, which was his only hope, but it was just a fraction of a second.

"I'm going to die......" Harry's mind was filled with the thought that alarmed him.

Harry's consciousness blurred, and he subconsciously pressed his hand against Quirrell's hand around his neck, trying to push it away.

A strange scene suddenly appeared.

Quirrell suddenly screamed in panic, his hand actually made a "hiss" scorching sound after being touched by Harry's hand, and then green smoke rose and began to melt!

Quirrell was startled, and hurriedly let go of Harry, retreating back in a panic. At this moment, the hand that looked at him again had already begun to turn into ashes, and was falling downward.

"What kind of magic is this!?" Quirrell screamed in horror and horror.

Harry sat on the floor gasping for a long time before he could catch his breath, and he looked at his hands in astonishment, wondering what was going on.

"Idiot, go get the Philosopher's Stone!" Voldemort's urging voice said, looking impatient.

Quirrell listened, and immediately walked briskly towards the Philosopher's Stone that had fallen to the ground, despite the pain. Seeing this, Harry ran up to meet Quirrell, and this time he pressed both hands on Quirrell's face as he was about to pick up the Philosopher's Stone.

Quirrell screamed, his face immediately began to smoke, and he made a "hiss" burning sound, and he screamed in panic and pain to get rid of Harry, but Harry refused to let go of anything this time.

Quirrell finally fell to the ground, and Harry saw that Quirrell's entire face had been completely reduced to ashes.

Quirrell reached out, trying in vain to grab Harry. Harry took two steps back in fright, and Quirrell's entire body suddenly collapsed in place, turning into a pile of ashes, and an empty wizard's robe fell to the ground silently.

There was silence in the chamber.

Harry looked at his hands incredulously, when did he have this power? He actually killed Professor Quirrell!

Suddenly, Harry remembered something and immediately looked at the Philosopher's Stone. "Is this the power of the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry thought to himself.

He walked up and picked up the dark red hedron from the ground, only to find it unremarkable, it was hard to imagine that it could be such a powerful thing.

Harry laughed, glad he had survived this difficult time, he didn't know that he would finally have such courage to come out.

At that moment, Harry heard what appeared to be a noise behind him. He looked back in astonishment to see a strange cloud of black smoke rising from Quirrell's already reduced corpse. Harry was startled, isn't it over yet?

I saw that the black smoke was swirling, gradually condensing into a human form, and the face was actually the appearance of Voldemort just now.

Harry was shocked!

Before Harry could make a move, the black smoke swooped down on him with a terrible roar.

Caught off guard, Harry was immediately hit by black smoke, which passed through his chest, but it didn't seem to be a physical entity. Immediately afterward, the black smoke did not stop, but escaped from the secret room. Harry fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his life unknown.

……

Li Quan, who was bored and guarding the door, suddenly moved, and saw a cloud of black smoke snatching out of the secret room, and the black smoke hurriedly swept above his head, burrowing into the next door without a trace.

"It's time to pick up the slack!" Li Quanxin said, and he immediately walked into the secret room.

Hermione, who was taking care of Ron, also saw the black smoke coming out, and she looked worriedly in the direction of the chamber, worried for Harry's safety.

In the secret room, Li Quan saw the tall and brilliant magic mirror, saw the magic flames burning around the secret room, and also saw Harry lying unconscious on the ground, and the dark red spar that Harry held tightly in one hand.

Li Quan walked over and gently pried Harry's hand away and got the Philosopher's Stone. As his mind moved, the Philosopher's Stone immediately disappeared in the palm of his hand.

A prompt came from the system: "Obtain Philosopher's Stones and reward contribution points." ”

"Sure enough, it's a welfare demon! So easily got the Philosopher's Stone of his dreams. How many seeds can I buy, how many combat plants can I research? Li Quan thought happily.

And what makes him even happier is that the perfect implementation of this plan has brought him a lot of cheating experience. It is conceivable that in the future, as long as it is done properly, Voldemort will come to give him a prophet all kinds of benefits as he does today. The same applies to the World of Warcraft plane. Imagine how many of these planes are worth getting your hands on...... And this is the biggest advantage of being a traverser!

Li Quan looked at Harry, who was unconscious on the ground, and he hesitated for a moment and did not go up to save people. He knew he had to get out of the scene as soon as possible, and that the other Hogwarts professors would soon come and rescue Harry. Dumbledore soon found out that the letter had been forged by Voldemort and rushed back to school from the Ministry of Magic. And in order to create alibi evidence, he had to act out a drama of returning from outside the school in front of everyone. At that point, the dust will settle.

Before leaving, he glanced into the Mirror of Eris.

In the mirror, the slim Yao Feifei happened to be looking at him with a smile......