There was no further greeting or greeting, and the conflict broke out.

In an instant, the entire teacher's office was filled with light.

The alternation of red and green, with various variations, turned the entire office into ruins in an instant.

'Boom'

'Knock'

Faintly, there were violent noises coming from within the school, but these were completely blocked by a series of blocking spells, including the silencer charm.

When the smoke cleared completely, Voldemort's body floated like a ghost.

He slowly retreated, drifted out of the office, and landed in the spacious classroom.

"Tsk, with this level of strength at the age of 11, Dumbledore must have put a lot of effort into cultivating you, right?"

The snake-like gaze swirled around it, causing Connor to feel instinctively uncomfortable.

"Tsk, what? Are you jealous? ”

Clutching his hazel branch wand, Connor grinned.

"Joke, what can I be jealous of."

"You are jealous of me, he values me, you are jealous of his trust in me."

Emerald eyes scanned, and Voldemort saw in the boy's eyes the mockery that was almost pouring out.

"Look at you like a poor boy who always wants to prove yourself, I can imagine how dark your school days really were."

Then, the smirk on Voldemort's face that was still there was just gone.

"Sharp-tongued can't help you, boy, Dumbledore isn't in school right now, and even if you find me, there's no way to inform anyone."

"Why do you think I need someone else? Do you feel like I need someone else's help? ”

"Good, good, young and confident......"

Hearing that no one else would be here, Voldemort was even more pleased.

Because it means that he will have plenty of time.

However, the interior of the castle is definitely not an ideal venue.

So, a change of place is a must!

Single-minded, Voldemort's desire to kill had converged on the wand in his hand under the guidance of his top talent.

The green mangs are flourishing, and the unforgivable killing spell also blurts out:

"Avada suo!"

'Knock'

In an instant, a lion that looked like a living person stood in front of Connor and took the blow for him.

However, the lion did not wail, and when it was completely 'dead', it turned into a large amount of broken glass - the window that had been knocked out before, this is what it was.

And at the moment when the glass lion shattered, a disarming red light also burst out silently.

It's just that trying to defeat Voldemort with just this blow is obviously a fool's dream, and Connor is not a naïve person.

So, the ice spreads from the ground, and the flames strike from above.

The magic of a hundred flowers is also at your fingertips.

And looking at the young man strolling leisurely, at his wanton red hair, Voldemort only frowned slightly.

For a moment, he remembered the old fellow named Albus Dumbledore.

"No matter what your relationship with him is, it's all over here!"

…………

'Boom'

'Knock'

"Ah!!h

An inexplicable scream echoed through a passage wrapped in black flames somewhere within Hogwarts Castle.

It's Harry.

Originally, they had passed through the trapdoor guarded by the three-headed dog—as they expected, Snape had already invaded there, because by the time they arrived, the three-headed dog had been dormant under the nap of the auto-harp.

Then there were the devil's nets, and then the flying keys that had to be grabbed by broomsticks.

There are also trolls that have been killed long ago.

Under Ron's command, the wizard chess is solved,

With Hermione's help, he was able to pick up a potion that would cut through the dark flames.

Originally, he only had to go through the corridor, and he should have been able to cross the flames with ease.

However, as he walked to the ground, he felt as if his consciousness was about to be swallowed up by the black flames.

There was no road in sight, the scar on his forehead was aching, and there was even a sound in his ears that I didn't know if it was a hallucination.

Violent explosions, stirring spells.

"What the hell is going on......

Covering his ears, Harry almost leaned against the still burning wall.

With the help of the potion, his body and clothes were not damaged.

The flames burned silently, and he was dizzy.

"School...... Is it possible that the school is going to collapse? ”

But before he could guess or deduce any doubts on his own, he suddenly felt an inexplicable burning sensation.

It seems to be ...... Flame?

Not good!

The effects of the potion seem to be passing away!

It was a potion for one person to drink, and I had wasted so much time here!!

After quickly coming to his senses, Harry's mind was filled with a thick sense of remorse.

Can't waste any more time here!

This must not continue, or Snape will have to get the Philosopher's Stone!!

With a roar inside, Harry felt his body churn with endless power.

Enduring the spreading heat, Harry began to run as fast as he could.

He couldn't see the way forward, but he kept charging.

Ultimately......

'Plop'

As he burst out of the flames, he suddenly felt his feet in the air.

"Huh? Huh! ”

After stepping on the air completely, Harry fell straight down the not-so-high staircase, and rolled on the floor several times in a daze.

However, this is not a bad thing for him.

The flames on his body were extinguished with the tumbling.

The wizard's robe was tattered and burned through several holes, and the heat and heat made him subconsciously take off the wizard's robe.

Harry, who was wearing only a knitted sweater and holding on to his glasses, began to look around.

"What the hell is this place?"

Then, a dimly lit hall came into view.

Only candles burned silently, and not far away was the main entrance where he had entered—black flames entwined with it.

"Where's Snape...... Where is Snape, and the professor. ”

After looking around for a moment, Harry found nothing.

But just as he was looking around for something, his eyes were drawn to an object in the center of the hall.

It was a gorgeous mirror—and the same one Harry had ever seen.

Not so long ago, he had even fallen into the illusion of the mirror!

Thinking of this, Harry's breathing couldn't help but become rapid.

"Magic Mirror...... Why is this mirror here? ”

After truly realizing the nature of the mirror, Harry felt not a sense of nostalgia, but a deep fear.

He was afraid that he would fall again, that he would be caught by the mirror again.

But at this moment, he saw the figure reflected in the mirror move, he smiled, and a red stone appeared in the palm of his open palm.

It is crystal clear and seems to exude extraordinary beauty.

"Philosopher's Stone ......"