Hearing this, Quirrell immediately became respectful. He bent down

"But master, you haven't recovered yet"

"I still have this bit of strength"

Quirrell stood up respectfully, reaching for the scarf above his head. As the bandana fell round and round, Quirrell slowly turned his back.

He removed the last bit of covering, and a horrified face was imprinted on the back of Quirrell's head. There was not a trace of blood on his pale face, his red eyes were shining, and below him were two elongated nostrils like snakes.

"Harry ~ Potter," he spoke very slowly. Simply speaking out seemed like a laborious thing to him.

"You're Lord Voldemort! You killed my parents! When the enemy met, Harry roared with hatred.

"Heh - I'm very sorry ~ Seriously, I regret it - I regret not being able to send you down to the reunion sooner! Look - what you've made me look like! Only remnants remain, lingering. Servants are also required to hunt unicorns in the Forbidden Forest on a regular basis to prolong their lives. ”

"You deserve it!"

"Hehe—but once I get the elixir, I can recreate a body. Why don't you give me the Philosopher's Stone in your pocket?"

He already knows!

"Dream! Even if I destroy it, I won't give it to you. Harry clenched his pockets

"Don't be stupid – there's only one way to go against me, think of your parents. Before they died, they begged me to spare their lives~"

"Lie!"

Harry didn't believe a word of what he said.

"It's so touching," Voldemort's voice was hoarse, "I've always admired brave people." Your parents are very brave. When I killed your father, he would rather die than give in, and fought me bravely. But what? - Meaningless! It's a pity for your mother, I promised no one to kill her. But she's desperate to protect you, I can't help it, I can't- So, Harry! Hand me the Philosopher's Stone, and don't let your mother die in vain. ”

"Don't think!"

Harry struggled to his feet, leaping towards the black flames outside the door.

"Don't waste time, kill him!"

........

After leaving the principal's office, Ivey and the others rode a broom and swept directly over the castle to the back of the fourth floor.

"So Harry is now alone against Quirrell?" He was on the broomstick, and Ron had just given a brief overview of the situation.

"And probably Voldemort," Ron added

"The windows on the fourth floor have been opened, and we go in from there." Hermione leads the way

The three of them entered through the window and followed the hallway to Lou Wei's room. Ivey saw the real Lu Wei for the first time, and he looked very bluffing.

"Ivey, that door on the ground," Ron beckoned, flying in.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Hermione pulled out her wand and used illumination on the Devil's Net.

A passage was opened in the middle of the dense vines, and the three of them hurried through.

"Ivey, grab the key ahead. What a delay," Hermione yelled at him, turning around

"I'll come"

He raised his wand, and a drill flicked at the keyhole, and the door lock was cracked. The three of them crossed the door, past the chessboard, the trolls, and came to the flames.

"What should I do?" Ron looked at Ivey

"I can blow it away for a few seconds, you must move fast" Ivy raised his hand, and after a brief pause, a violent air current whistled out, and the flames were blown away.

"Quick!"

Without his reminder, several people flashed by. In the face of the black flames, they also concocted the same method and successfully entered the final test.

"Kill him!"

As soon as they reached the door, Voldemort's hoarse roar was heard. Flying into the room, Harry was found lying on the ground with a round tie, and Professor Quirrell with two faces was about to pounce on him.

"Stop!"

Ivy let out a loud shout to distract himself. Ron lowered his broom and slammed it straight into Quirrell.

Quirrell swung his wand and knocked him down. But due to inertia, the broomstick still rushed over and flew him.

Ivy and Hermione landed beside Harry, and when they came down, they smashed Quirrell's magic and untied him.

"Oops~ my ass" Ron also got up, he had just been beaten down by Quirrell and fell to the ass.

"Shafiq! Aren't you obstructive creatures dead? Voldemort screamed hoarsely as Quirrell got back to his feet

"Voldemort, can you make it easier for you to die well?" Ivy retorted unceremoniously

"Listen to what you're saying! Who do you think I am! I'm the great Dark Lord! I will rule again! ”

"Ha~ Dark Lord? The Dog with a Broken Spine. As a face, the tone is still so big. Ivy looked mocking, disdainful, and overflowing.

"Great master, don't have to fight with him, they will all die here today." Quirrell turned to face him, "Mr. Shafiq, I know you're tough to deal with, and I've got a special gift for you." ”

Quirrell pulled out a black flask and threw it on the ground. A black liquid-like gooey came out of the shattered bottle. With Quirrell's incantation, a four-meter-tall rock golem crawled out.

"Shafiq, this is the product of a combination of alchemy and magic. Tonight, let him give you a ride and enjoy it! Quirrell's hideous face was happy

"Ai-Ai-Ai, what should I do!" The puppet's massive body made Ron's mouth slump a little

"Quirrell will leave it to you, and I'll deal with this. How's that—"

"Deal! Be careful yourself, Quirrell and we'll take care of it. Looking at the puppet, Harry swallowed and immediately spoke.

"I've asked Hedwig to deliver a letter to Dumbledore, hold on! Protect yourself. Hermione reminded everyone to take care of themselves

When the division was completed, Ivy confronted the rock golem, while the other three entangled Quirrell.

Ivey tentatively swung a ball of energy at the puppet, but there was no movement. The golem raised his arm and smashed it over, and he lunged forward and rolled to the golem's legs, dodging the attack. The golem's thick arms hit the ground, smashing a large crater.

He found that although the puppet was large, it was fortunate that it was very slow.

Reach out and stick it to its leg, trying to repeat the trick and blow it off. He succeeded - the knee-like joints on the puppet's legs were blown to pieces. But after two seconds, it was back to normal.

"Grass! I don't believe it! ”

This puppet is extremely difficult, and Ivy has used every means to do so. He tries to erect a giant drill to split the puppet in two from its shoulder; I've also tried to use a corrosive storm to turn it into a pile of gravel. The result was unsurprising – no effort.

It is estimated that even if it is a burst of flames, it will have no effect.

After tossing for a while, he was embarrassed to find that he couldn't win the puppet. And the puppet's attack range is too large, after all, the size is there. Every time he dodged its attacks, Ivey had to run far away. Even after a period of systematic exercise, most of the physical energy is still consumed.

Looking at the trio's side, it is also full of dangers. The precipitation of the years is equivalent to strength for wizards. The accumulated knowledge and magic are all important components of combat power. Harry was still too young to spend most of his time running under Quirrell's play.

"It seems that the way to break the game is still up to me"