Hermione stumbled out, and now she seemed to have a little talent as an actress, playing a little girl who was frightened by the sight of the Dark Lord.

Before she could get out of this well-prepared test for Harry, she saw an unexpected and reasonable person - Dumbledore.

"Professor! Go and save Sig and Harry! Voldemort! …… Philosopher's Stone ......"

As she spoke, it was as if she was about to hand the Philosopher's Stone to Dumbledore, but halfway through it, the brave and kind little girl "fainted".

Dumbledore caught Hermione with a levitation charm, and then hurried to the front room to save his students before he had time to get Hermione to the infirmary.

Dumbledore felt that things had changed a little, but he was relieved to perceive that Harry's magic didn't seem to be dissipating.

In the last room at this time,

Li Yi was "hit" by the hateful spell issued by Voldemort behind Quirrell, and fell directly to the corner of the room, and the ground in front of him was sprayed with blood as if he didn't want money.

Harry thought of Ron, who was knocked off his horse while playing wizarding chess, of Hermione, who had just desperately defended the Philosopher's Stone, and then of Leo being knocked to the ground by Voldemort's spell......

Looking at all this in front of him, he finally broke out.

"Get out of the way! Porter! If you dare to stop me, then I will kill your family and your friends one by one...... It's like I killed your parents......"

Voldemort's voice was as cold and uncomfortable as a snake.

"Nope! Voldemort! I'm going to stop you again, I won't let you hurt my friend! ”

At the crucial moment, Harry finally showed his own qualities, he directly reflexively grabbed Quirrell, and now he looked like a powerful beast, with a roar in his throat that he didn't know what it meant, and his hands clawed at Quirrell's face.

He wanted to kill Quirrell, anger and fear that made him almost forget his wand.

But that didn't matter, because his magic was once again rioting, and something around him began to levitate eerily. Even the heavy Mirror of Eris was suspended by this powerful force.

"This ...... No!!! Quirrell and Voldemort behind his head were first surprised by Harry's magical riot, but the next moment the surprise turned to panic.

As Harry touched his skin and began to rot as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, Quirrell felt a pain so intense that he didn't even have the strength to hold on to Harry.

Now the situation has completely reversed, and Quirrell, who had taken the initiative, is now completely at a disadvantage.

Harry, who looked a little crazy, didn't let go of his hand in panic like a normal child when he knew that it could inflict great damage on the hateful enemy in front of him, and then he didn't know what to do.

Instead, he continued to grasp Quirrell's face, looking at the green tendons on his hands, as if he was going to directly scratch Quirrell's skull.

When Dumbledore arrived, he saw Li Yi lying in the corner, and then he looked at Harry again. Apparently Harry's performance also surprised him a little, he knew that Harry had the power of "love" in his body to protect him from harm, but Harry's current performance also made him feel satisfied.

There is no need for needless mercy in the fight against darkness.

Li Yi stared at the scene in front of him, he looked at the things in front of him, and felt a little different from the book.

After Dumbledore seriously injured Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, he ran away as in the original book. However, he didn't seem to run away from the entrance he came from, but disappeared like a ghost.

Li Yi's slightly narrowed eyes saw what was happening in front of him, and Dumbledore placed the sleeping Harry in front of the Mirror of Eris, and then drew his wand, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

He pulled out the famous walnut wand.

And then Harry!

Li Yi was a little strange for a moment what Dumbledore wanted to do, he didn't know why a wizarding powerhouse who was almost at the top of the twentieth century would treat a first-year boy so carefully.

It's not magic at all.

Li Yi felt that all this seemed to have something to do with the legend of the Deathly Hallows.

Harry, as the last descendant of the Peverell family, the suspected maker and owner of the Deathly Hallows, if he had nothing to do with those Deathly Hallows and the secrets behind this world, Li Yi didn't believe it at all.

Sure enough, what Dumbledore did next proved Leyi's conjecture.

He seemed to be a little excited,

The wand was lightly pointed at Harry, and suddenly some black mist began to fill his body. The fog doesn't seem to have the usual evil properties, and it gradually turns gray when it comes into contact with the air.

Li Yi felt that these substances were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember what they were. But he knew for sure that he had seen these things.

However, it is a pity that Dumbledore does not have the habit of some people unconsciously saying some key information when doing things, he silently collected the gray substance into a delicate little bottle, and then he looked at Li Yi.

As an old fox, his instincts let him know that his student seemed to be a difficult person, but he was not prepared to do anything here.

You know, even Tom didn't do it directly in school.

Li Yi knew that it should be time for him to wake up, he opened his eyes slowly, and said to Dumbledore with some "surprise" and "surprise": "Professor, you are finally back......"

Dumbledore's half-moon-shaped eyes obscured his gaze and said kindly, "I'm back, Sig, can you still go?" I might have to take Harry to the infirmary first......"

"Oh, Professor, I think I'll have to rest for a while."

"Well, Miss Granger is outside, maybe you'll see her when you go out......"

Dumbledore left a word of indescribable inexplicability, and then left with Harry, who had passed out.

After he left here, Li Yi slowly stood up from the corner and patted the dust on his body, he found Hermione in Snape's test, the potions, and she was also sitting quietly in the corner at this time, as if thinking about something.

"Are we doing the right thing?" Hermione asked.

"Of course, Hermione, we did the right thing."