Even Snape himself would not have imagined that Dumbledore would finally give such a positioning and evaluation:

Enemy.

After all, it would have been hard to believe.

The greatest wizard alive, he has always been gentle to the world, even a fool like Fudge can endure it.

Perhaps in the eyes of many, he is more like a conspirator in control, but no one can deny his vision, whether positive or negative, this old man has always been at the forefront.

As if no one could compare to him, even the once-formidable Voldemort, Dumbledore's attitude was like facing a misguided student.

"Is it hard to imagine? I will have enemies too. ”

Was it read?

Habitually splitting his mind in two, Snape subconsciously stared at the old man.

However, he found that the headmaster's eyes were not on him at all.

Not to mention whether the Occlumency is still working smoothly, even the prerequisites for the receptive mind are not met.

"Don't subconsciously move towards magic in everything, Severus, it's just a little bit of life experience."

Not again.

Obviously, there has been no response yet, and the two sides haven't even looked at each other in a real sense.

But the old man seemed to know everything from the beginning, and that calm tone firmly grasped the direction of the situation, even the inner thoughts of others.

"I used to be younger, Severus, and I had friends...... Opponent, but many people have forgotten this, and think of me as an old monster who has been like this since birth. ”

"After all, you are the strongest wizard in the world, and your achievements are unmatched."

Of course, there was another sentence that Snape didn't say.

If Dumbledore wanted to, his fame, his influence would be enough for him to control the International Confederation of Wizards and Wizards, and in doing so, radiate his influence to the entire wizarding world.

It's just that this 'common sense', which is recognized by everyone, has been opposed by the parties concerned.

"Severus, do you think that's all there is to the wizarding world, the place we live in?"

"What?"

The old man's question seemed to jump, and Snape couldn't really figure out what he was thinking.

It's just that Dumbledore himself didn't care about this, and he gave the answer himself:

"Don't care about anything, it's just a little emotional, many people have forgotten, even we wizards have never really understood this world, there are always some secrets in this world that wizards can't delve into...... Although now, no one will really go to verify and track it down. ”

Dumbledore paced slowly towards the door.

Snape didn't step forward, staring at the headmaster's old back, and he suddenly felt a tremendous pressure.

"So, it has something to do with McMaib's origins?"

…………

In the Forbidden Forest, a gentle breeze blew, blowing away the smell of burnt paste that still existed.

After the scorching smoke cleared, the battle was over.

And the only one standing was the seemingly ordinary first-year wizard.

"Hoo ......"

He let out a long sigh of relief, and there were still sparks flying away from his snort.

After a change in complexion, Connor's breathing gradually became normal.

"It's over."

He stared straight ahead, and lying on the ground was an almost burnt, charred body.

Voldemort ...... Or rather, Quirrell's body was clearly on the verge of collapse.

At first glance, he was almost inhuman—not only because of the scorching dragon fire, but more importantly, the blood that flowed from his body was not the red color of conventional wisdom.

It's a touch of silver—it's the blood of a unicorn, which adds a touch of weirdness to the scene of the confrontation.

Voldemort did not speak, and Connor lamented:

"In order to prolong your life, you do not hesitate to desecrate the purest creatures in nature...... No wonder you used to be that sick man. ”

"Humph......"

It's just that, even in this desperate situation, Voldemort didn't feel any dissatisfaction.

After suffering from the curse, the body finally reached its limit.

He was able to feel the weakness of another soul with whom he 'coexisted'.

"Quirinus, you are a good servant."

He said coldly.

Hearing this, the face on the other side suddenly revealed a fragile panic.

"The host...... Don't abandon me, don't ......"

However, how could this kind of plea move him?

From the very beginning, Voldemort's eyes became devoid of any pity.

"Your body is at its limit, Quelinus, and I will remember your loyalty."

Finally, at the moment when this body reached its limit, a black smoke spilled directly from Quirrell's body.

Wrapped in the black mist, Quirrell's charred body was even gradually deforming - he had become a unicorn.

At the same time, following a trajectory, the dense fog that had gathered into a skeleton spread directly towards the boy over there.

"Want to rush straight over? This means ......"

At first, the kid named Connor didn't seem to be paying attention to that.

But soon, he seemed to feel something, and a trace of pain soon appeared on his countenance.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Voldemort laughed loudly.

"The curse doesn't taste good! It's time for you to bear the pain I endured at the beginning! ”

"You...... You transformed your body into a unicorn? ”

"That's not my body, it's my loyal subordinates who gave everything he had!"

Between the words, the black smoke of Voldemort's soul had swept in like a raging wind, enveloping his body.

"Your life force is abundant and abundant enough to mimic the body structure of a fire dragon, which is why I have to resort to this method."

"So you forcibly swapped the blood in Quirrell's body for a unicorn, and then used magic to disguise it as something like this?"

"Yes, it doesn't look like it, but it's as fragile as he has a certain trait after all."

"Blood exchange, internal organ transformation, when all the transformation is completed, he is indeed that kind of thing......"

When a thing's blood is unicorn's blood, and its organs have achieved the same internal structure as a unicorn, and its body has become a unicorn through transfiguration, is it considered a unicorn?

The answer is: yes.

When the unicorn's blood circulated through Quirrell's body, he had become a man who was not a ghost.

When Connor took out Quirrell with his own hands, the fact that he killed the unicorn was established.

"You are now also a 'sinner' who slaughters pure beings, share the curse with me!"

Black smoke engulfed and Voldemort's hoarse but excited voice echoed through the forest.

"Let the Philosopher's Stone fuck off, nothing compares to this body full of vitality and proficient in Transfiguration!!"