The tied Kevin was tossed aside, and Quirrell grabbed Harry in front of him.

"Alright, stay Potter, I need to take a closer look at this mirror quietly!"

"Mirror of Eris!" Harry said,

"That's right, this mirror is the key to finding the Philosopher's Stone," Quirrell muttered, tapping his hand along the frames around him, Voldemort at the back of his head, his eyes closed, it seemed that the battle had taken him a lot of strength.

"Only Dumbledore could have such a thing...... But he's in London at the moment...... By the time he came back, I would have taken my things and flown away!"

"I saw you and Snape in the forest—" Harry said recklessly, apparently stalling for time, Kevin casting magical ice over the ribbon that trapped him.

"That's right!" Quirrell replied lazily to Harry, turning behind the mirror to look at me, "He was already eyeing me at the time, wanting to know where I was going. He's always suspicious of me, and he's trying to scare me—where can he scare me, and have my master behind me......"

Quirrell turned from behind the mirror to the front, looking greedily at the mirror. Harry struggled desperately, but the rope became tighter and tighter.

"But Snape always seems to hate me so much!" Harry said again.

"Oh~ Of course he hates you," Quirrell said nonchalantly, "He studied at Hogwarts with your father, don't you know? But he never wanted you dead. ”

"But I heard you crying the other day - I thought Snape was threatening you!"

For the first time, a look of fear flashed across Quirrell's face!

"My master is giving me a great mission!" Quirrell's face moved, but he didn't open his eyes.

Quirrell changed the subject, swearing.

"I really don't understand... Could it be that the Philosopher's Stone is hidden inside the mirror, and I need to break it?"

Kevin tried his best to work his magic, and the frost became colder and colder, freezing the ribbon stiff. With just a little more, I can break this ribbon.

Harry suddenly fell to the ground, and Quirrell ignored him as he muttered to himself.

"What's the matter with this mirror? What the hell does it do? Help me, master!"

Quirrell's face on the back of his head opened his eyes and opened his mouth, "Take advantage of that boy...... Take advantage of that boy ......"

After saying that, he closed his eyes again.

Quirrell turned to Harry. "Alright Potter, come up here!"

He was clapped his hands, and the rope that was helping Harry was automatically released. Harry slowly stood up.

"Come here!" Quirrell said again, "look in the mirror and tell me what you see!"

Harry walked towards him and stood in front of the mirror. Quirrell leaned behind him.

After a while.

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

Harry's voice trembled "I see myself shaking hands with Dumbledore, I won the House Cup for Gryffindor......"

Quirrell was furious, "You go away for me!"

Harry was thrown to the ground by him, and Kevin broke Quirrell's confinement at this point, only to fall to the side and hold still. And restore the magic.

Voldemort opened his eyes again, "He's lying..."Quirrell turned his head to look at Harry angrily, Voldemort's face reflected in the mirror!"Let me talk to him!" Voldemort said,

"Yes, master!"

"Why don't you give me the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket!" Harry looked shocked!

"Don't be stupid," Voldemort said fiercely, "you'd better save your own life and take refuge in me...... Otherwise, you will only be like your parents...... Before he died, he begged me to spare my life......"

"Lie!" Harry exclaimed, Kevin secretly working his magic

"You too, Ravenclaw boy, why don't you take refuge in me?! ”

"Don't think!" Kevin said viciously, staring at Voldemort,

"Oh, how touching. Voldemort had a hideous smile on his face, "I've always admired courage, yes!" Voldemort turned to Harry and said, "Your parents were brave back then...... I killed your father first, but he would rather die than give in, and bravely fight me...... Your mother doesn't have to die... But she's desperate to protect you...... Well, give me the Philosopher's Stone, and don't let your mother die for you. ”

"Don't think!" Harry slammed into the flame door in Kevin's direction,

"Catch him!" Quirrell followed Voldemort's orders.

Kevin suddenly stood up and pulled Harry behind him, and Kevin used this magic again, but at the same time, his magic power was also consumed. Weak, he sat on the ground!

The Frost Wind Blade swept towards Quirrell, and Quirrell's body was scarred by the Ice Blade, and the pain made him roar, making him even more hideous! He grabbed Harry at Harry despite his magic, and when the magic receded, he grabbed Harry who had fallen down the stairs with great speed.

However, Quirrell soon let go of his hand, and as soon as he grabbed Harry's hand, a bubble erupted, and Quirrell arched himself in pain.

"Catch him, catch him!" Voldemort was hysterical, and Quirrell lunged forward and pounced on Harry, holding Harry's neck with both hands, but before long, Quirrell rolled to the side in pain again. His hands were red and shiny, as if they were about to burn.

"Kill him! hurry!" Voldemort shouted, and Quirrell snapped a spell as Harry slammed into Quirrell's face. Quirrell struggled violently, and Harry was tossed aside and passed out.

Quirrell's face, like his hands, blistered and soon turned red, eventually shattering like cracked porcelain.

Kevin sighed, and a feeling of weakness struck!However, a phantom quickly condensed on Quirrell's wreckage, it was Voldemort, but he rushed out of the flame gate without thinking about Harry and Kevin.

Kevin couldn't resist anymore and passed out.

Leave a wreckage and traces of the fight.