There was only one floor-to-ceiling mirror in the large room, and it took the three of Harry closer to recognize what it was.

"Mirror of Eris!" Ron shouted, and walked to the side as he didn't come into the range of the magic mirror.

Hermione mimicked Ron's movements and walked towards the mirror. Harry hesitated and stood next to Ron with Ron. The three of them looked around and didn't notice anyone else.

"Did we guess wrong? Snape didn't come? Ron asked, confused.

Just then, the door slammed shut. Harry was startled and looked towards the door, where a man wearing a large scarf approached.

It's Quirrell.

"You!" Harry was stunned.

Quirrell smiled. Now he doesn't stutter at all.

"It's me," he said calmly, "Harry Potter, and his two henchmen. I really thank you, I wouldn't have been able to get past Capet's agency without you. ”

Harry's face turned pale.

"But I thought... It was Snape. ”

"Snape?" Quirrell laughed, "yes, who would doubt me if he was there?"

Hermione pulled out her wand and pointed it at Quirrell with a shudder.

"Miss Granger, are you going to do something to me?" Quirrell snapped his fingers, and several ropes jumped out of thin air, tying Ron and Hermione into a knot.

"What are you doing! Let them go. Harry shouted.

"Let me talk to him, face to face." A sharp voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes, master."

Quirrell's features began to distort, reminding Harry of the potion boiling scene, and a new face took Quirrell's place, the color of which was dead like chalk, and the gray eyes glowed, and underneath were two elongated nostrils like snakes.

"Harry Potter," he whispered, moving his neck and limbs, "we've known each other for a long time, and I'm the great Dark Lord." ”

"Now, listen to me, I'll let them go," Quirrell pointed his wand at Harry, "to the mirror." Get out the Philosopher's Stone, or I'll kill them both. ”

"Don't even think about it, Voldemort!" Harry was furious, he just felt a pain in his head.

"Harry, run, leave us alone." Ron hung from the ceiling and shouted.

"Ah, redheads, Weasleys, disgusting family." Voldemort had a look of disgust on his face, "Dig into the bones." ”

"Ahh Ron screamed in pain, his bound body writhing. Fortunately, soon Voldemort stopped.

"Go and bring me the Philosopher's Stone, Potter. Otherwise, it won't be so gentle next time. ”

Harry stared at Voldemort, the muscles in his face twitching with rage.

"Harry, run!" Hermione shouted.

"Hmph, mudbloods! Drill the heart and cut the bones! ”

"Crystallization Defense." A white spell struck the air in front of Hermione, quickly forming a shield of gems that blocked Voldemort's spell. The rope that held Hermione and Ron together broke off, and the two flew behind Calvin.

Harry turned to see a young man in a suit standing in the doorway, two blood-red eyes like a burning torch.

"Professor Capet!" Harry shouted in surprise, and then dragged Calvin behind him with a strong force.

"Calvin Capet," Voldemort did not get angry when he saw that all three hostages had been rescued, but greeted Calvin very politely,

"Long time no see, I thought you forgot about me. But I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient for you to come to see me today. ”

"Voldemort," Calvin said, playing with the wand in his hand, "we're not that acquainted yet......

"That's not because you rejected my kindness, Calvin." Voldemort held out a hand to Calvin, "But it's not too late, I can share my deepest secrets with you if you're willing to join my side." ”

"Don't even think about it, Voldemort."

"So, you're determined to be my enemy?" Voldemort's voice quickly became sharper.

Calvin sneered, "Hmph, Voldemort, in your current state, what qualifications do you have to be my enemy?" ”

"Yes, yes," Voldemort's face was gloomy, "Quirrell is indeed a piece of waste, but if you want to destroy this body of mine, I will definitely take one of your students!" ”

"You can try." Calvin pointed his wand at Voldemort.

Voldemort took the form of Black Mist and flew through the halls, ready to strike at the three Harry.

Calvin took out a piece of drawing paper from his sleeve and prepared to put the three of Harry inside, but Ron and Hermione went in smoothly, but Harry covered his forehead and screamed, fainting in pain.

What's the situation? Calvin was puzzled that this was the first time that the world in the painting had failed.

"Looks like your magic painting isn't everything, Calvin." Voldemort's voice came from the black mist.

In the next moment, the black mist rushed in the other direction, and a figure condensed from it and fired a spell at Calvin, "Avada Kendava!" ”

Calvin deftly turned around to dodge the spell as he unleashed bucket-thick silver-white lightning at Voldemort. Voldemort once again turned into a black mist and flew to another corner of the room.

"You can get out of the way, but what about Harry?"

"Avada Kendawa!"

However, this time, Voldemort's green light was extinguished halfway through.

"It seems that your requisition curse is not omnipotent, Voldemort."

"Damn, try this! Blazing! ”

Calvin stood in front of Harry, "With me here, don't you want to hurt him, Dragon's Breath." ”

A simple dragon head was drawn around Calvin's wand, and a stream of dark blue flames collided with Voldemort's white fire.

"Voldemort, is this your dark magic? I was so disappointed."

"No!" Voldemort roared in anger to end the Fire Curse. However, Calvin's dragon fire had completely mastered the situation, forcing Voldemort to maintain the fire, or he would be burned to death immediately.

Calvin saw that Voldemort's face was getting paler and paler, and he snorted coldly, and the dragon head around the wand instantly became clear and huge, and the dragon fire directly engulfed the fierce fire, burning Voldemort on the opposite side to scum.

"No, I don't want to die, I haven't gotten the secret of eternal life yet."

"Calvin Capet, you're waiting for me!"

The two screams were the last evidence that Quirrell ever existed.

A black ghost rose from the scum and wanted to fly out, "Calvin, we'll meet again." ”

"Don't say anything like that, you can stay for me." Calvin's icy voice rang out below.

"Hahaha, Calvin, you can't kill me, you can't kill a dead man." Voldemort's geist laughed wildly.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle, do you dare to say yes if I call you?"