"The Dark Lord...... It's not Quirrell in there, it's a mystery man?! ”

Ron jumped three feet tall like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Harry looked at the playful look on Luke's face, and at first thought Luke was joking, but soon he saw Luke's determined eyes in the shadows.

This is not a joke.

The evil man who killed his parents was in that room. He trusted Luke's judgment.

"Is that all you want to remind that poor boy of that bad night!?"

Ron's ears seemed to hear Mrs. Weasley's reprimand. Although it was George and Fred who were scolded that day, it also alerted him.

Ron grabbed Harry's hand and said, "Harry, let's go out first." It's too dangerous here. ”

"But Luke ......"

"Luke, you can do it yourself! You're so strong! So smart......"

"Of course I can."

Luke looked at the two people who were pulling, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. But the two people in front of him fell silent in unison.

"I'm fine, it doesn't matter if you don't go, I've been preparing for a long time, just to give him a head on here. But you two ...... If you don't go, is it really okay? ”

Haunted by those fears, bound by those cares that don't matter, intimidated by those who have already failed once......

It's not just a matter of a few wizards, it's the whole wizarding world, the current situation.

Behind the whitewashing of the Ministry of Magic and the aristocracy is the fear of Voldemort by countless wizards, even if he has not appeared in the public eye for eleven years.

Fear, even making them unwilling to face the fact that Voldemort has returned.

In this matter, even if the savior Harry Potter and the headmaster of Hogwarts Dumbledore stood up together, no one wanted to believe them.

Wizards, like ostriches that stick their heads in the sand.

Luke looked at the two people in front of him, didn't say anything, didn't do anything, the potion in his hand was still shaking, and under the light of the light, it shimmered movingly.

Harry's eyes were focused on the potion, and after a moment, he snatched it up without hesitation, and drank it down.

"Harry!"

Ron looked shocked and stretched out his hand, but froze there.

"You go back first, Ron, I'll go with Luke, I can beat him the first time, maybe the second time."

Of course, Harry's words, combined with the bitter smile on his face, were obviously not convincing.

"But ......"

"Don't say any more, Ron, I've made up my mind!"

The look on Harry's face grew more determined, and he looked like he had made up his mind.

"But ......"

"Alright, that's it, Ron...... If anything bad happens, I'll give you my Halo 2000. ”

Harry was still a little distressed when he said this, but looking at his expression, it seemed that he was really thinking carefully about who he wanted to give his relics to.

"Nope! What I want to say is! Ron had a spoiled look on his face, "You drank all the potions, what did Luke drink?" How did he go with you to deal with the mystery man?! ”

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Although the bottle of potion itself looks like it's only enough for one person to drink.

But Ron's words still sent Harry into petrification.

Speaking of which, he seems to have really done a big death.

However, Harry took a deep breath and said, "It's okay! I can do it alone. ”

With that, he turned around and said to Luke, "Luke, please go to the Ministry of Magic to find a relationship, let Dumbledore come back first, I will try to hold that guy back, don't let him escape, wait until Dumb ......"

"That's boring, Harry."

Luke looked at Harry, who looked like he was dying, and said with a smile, "Dumbledore's departure is not a bad thing. ”

"I looked for Professor McGonagall before I came, and if nothing else, she should be here soon. But that's not much fun. A remnant soul who was already too weak to be remarkable, and if he was frightened, it would be too bold. ”

As he spoke, Luke pulled out another bottle of fire-piercing potion from his pocket and said with a smile, "Let's go, go meet that enemy of yours." ”

"The ...... of mine Grandson. ”

……

"You! At! Say! Miscellaneous! Whatever! ”

Professor McGonagall looked at Fred angrily.

Fred took half a step back under the lion-like gaze, but finally stubbornly said, "Professor, Luke, Harry and Ron have already gone in." Entering before them was Professor Quirrell, who Luke said might be Professor Quirrell possessed by Voldemort, and if he got the Philosopher's Stone, it would be a problem. ”

"Why are the mouths of old bastards and little bastards so strict! How can such a big thing not be explained! ”

Professor McGonagall let out a roar like a lioness.

Fred looked at Professor McGonagall, who was furious and eager to choose someone, although he had no idea what Professor McGonagall was angry about, but he still swallowed a mouthful of saliva, no wonder when he volunteered to take on this task, Luke looked at him as if he were looking at a moving corpse.

It turns out that the most dangerous mission of the plan is here.

Professor McGonagall had been upset for a long time, Dumbledore didn't tell her a lot of things, and he told Severus some things and didn't tell her! After all, it's not the first time Dumbledore has done something like this. He always gives what needs to be done to the most suitable person.

Now there's another Luke, this little bastard, he cares about him so much, and he doesn't want to say anything to himself, hell, is an 11-year-old little ghost in the rebellious period now?

How much is this guy hiding from himself!

"Mr. Wesley, I hope you don't have anything to hide from me."

"No, professor, really no, that's all I know."

Fred said quickly, shaking his head like a rattle.

But the implication is that there is something else Luke doesn't know about, and that's all Luke tells him.

Professor McGonagall nodded, then walked out of her office.

She's going to find someone to help now, the opponent is Voldemort, and it never hurts to call a few more people anyway.

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As for Luke...... Since the little bastard took the initiative to do this, he must have a certain certainty. Then now she can't afford to waste such an opportunity.

Maybe this is a chance to really destroy Voldemort.

Otherwise, why would Luke and Dumbledore have to go so hard to make such a fuss.

"They don't care about Voldemort's remnants at all......"

After listening to Hermione's questioning, Taylor said calmly, "Neither Dumbledore nor Luke took this remnant soul to heart. Dumbledore didn't know it at first, but when he did, he still didn't change his plans. ”

"Luke knew from the beginning that if he really wanted to destroy Voldemort, he would have conspired with Dumbledore from the beginning, but in fact, he didn't have to fight Dumbledore for any less time than he did with Voldemort."

Hermione looked puzzled, but she gradually understood that Dumbledore, who represented justice in the public perception, and Luke's goals were not completely consistent. They can deal with Voldemort in front of them now.

It is also possible at a certain stage when the swords are tense and the swords are facing each other.

"Now is not the time to think about this, Hermione, let's keep up the good work, no matter what it is, and try to help."

Taylor said helplessly.

"Luke Gaunt."

Quirrell looked at the young man in front of him, and the smile on his face was extremely insolent.

"Oh! And you, Harry Po-Tet! ”

Harry looked at the strange-looking Quirrell standing above, and his terrible, disdainful plosiveness, with a blank expression.

"Professor Quirrell, I didn't expect you to really succeed? Is Voldemort's remnant asleep? ”

Luke had a teasing smile on his face.

Quirrell was stunned for a moment, and then reflected what Luke was saying, and his face became unusually ugly.

"That recipe is you...... No, it was found in a unicorn's lair! How can it have anything to do with you! ”

Harry looked at the two people in front of him, said something he didn't understand, and suddenly reacted, Luke said before, he had made a lot of preparations, maybe he wasn't joking. He didn't know how many things he had prepared to deal with Voldemort in a place that everyone didn't know.

"Whatever you want, Professor Quirrell, honestly, I didn't expect you to be carried away by this power. Can't you see this kind of thing? ”

Luke gestured to Harry as he walked in the direction of the Mirror of Eris over there.

Harry saw behind Luke his finger pointing in the direction of the Mirror of Eris, and then his finger magically left a trail in the air.

"Philosopher's Stone."

"The Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Eris?" Harry's face changed slightly, but fortunately he was able to control himself. Although he wondered why the Philosopher's Stone was stuffed in the mirror, he still moved stealthily in that direction.

At this time, Luke had already helped him draw all of Quirrell's attention.

"Carried away by power? Ha! ”

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Quirrell laughed disdainfully, and then said, "How can a child like you understand the greatness of power!" And the beauty of power! ”

He opened his arms and made a gesture of embracing the blue sky, and the expression on his face looked particularly crazy against the background of the candlelight. In the dark secret room, two teenagers and a mad professor. For some reason, Harry suddenly had bad associations.

But Quirrell's laughter was interrupted by Luke's mouth.

"That's not the case, Professor."

Half of Luke's face was hidden in the shadows, an arrogant smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the wand in his hand waved gently: "Professor, you're the one who doesn't know what power is!" ”

"Avada Kendawa!"

The green beam flew in Quirrell's direction, and Harry looked at Luke with a frightened look, often following Luke's side, and naturally knew the basics of some spells, he knew very well what the spell was and what it represented.

But then, he saw the words written in the air by Luke's fingers again.

"Look in the mirror."

Harry did so, he didn't even think about why Luke would use such a thing as the Unforgivable Charm. Because he already knew that if Quirrell or Voldemort really got the Philosopher's Stone, it would definitely not be a matter of an unforgivable curse.

Quirrell sneered as he looked at the green beam of light shooting at him, and with a wave of his wand, a wall rose up on the ground, blocking the Death Reminder Spell.

"You're not a good student, and if you use the Unforgivable Spell on people, you'll get into Azkaban."

After Quirrell blocked this move, he still spoke very arrogantly.

"Perhaps, but I don't think I'm going to get caught for using the Unforgivable Spell on you." Luke said unconcernedly, "Who do you think you are?" A nobody? If it weren't for Dumbledore giving you a bite to eat, I'm afraid you would have no place to stand at your original place of work. ”

"And me? The members of the Gaunt family, natural high-ranking members of the Ministry of Magic, they would naturally believe in me. And it's not about the truth. ”

It's a thing that everyone knows that the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts is not easy to be a teacher, unless they are not afraid of accidents and there is really no other way out, otherwise ordinary people will not become Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers.

Except, of course, for the likes of Snape. He really didn't think he could teach Potions well, or he really didn't think that Potions was something that could be handed over to the average student.

For him, potions have been a genius since the beginning. That's why he's so interested in Taylor.

And compared to Potions technology, his Defense Against the Dark Arts technology itself is not inferior. What's more, he didn't want to be a professor himself, and if he had to choose, he would rather become a professor in Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"Nobody...... No, no, Luke, in the future, not anymore! Quirrell didn't feel irritated, but in reality, he had already bloomed in his brain, which was clearly not what he said.

"Luke Gaunt, I suddenly feel that it is very good to use your life as a banner for my fame!"

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"Avada Kendawa!"

Quirrell leaned back, looking arrogant, and the wand in his hand shot out an extraordinarily thick dark green beam of death.

Harry glanced over there, and then he saw the beam of light that was full of death, and just by looking at it, Harry seemed to feel a strong resentment and anger, as if it could suck a person's soul in.

And just then, Harry felt like someone had tapped him on the shoulder. He glanced in the mirror not far away, and found that his father was quietly patting him on the shoulder, and in the picture, his originally pale face became rosy, and a smile appeared on his face.

Harry in the mirror reached into his pocket, pulled out a bright red stone, then blinked, and put the stone back in his pocket - just then, Harry felt something heavy in his pocket.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

He put his hand in his pocket and felt for an irregularly shaped stone.

That's how he got the Philosopher's Stone!

It's incredible!

Harry nodded to Luke, who had been watching this way. A smile appeared on Luke's face, who had just rolled on the ground rather undignified, dodging the curse.

Then, without hesitation, he pulled a bottle of potion out of his pocket and threw it in Quirrell's direction.

Quirrell didn't hesitate to break the potion in the middle of the flight, but soon a strange smell spread.

Quirrell's head felt much heavier for a moment.

He looked at Luke in surprise, his eyes glinting with resentment.

"Thank you for your thoughts, dear Professor Quirrell!"

The smile on Luke's face was extraordinarily grim.

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