Quirrell raised his arm, ready to recite a death curse. Charon had already reacted, swinging his wand and striking him in the back. Quirrell was unsteady on his feet, and his body pounced on Harry. Instinctively, Harry jerked his hand up and grabbed Quirrell's face - "Ah! Yes! Ah——!h

Quirrell rolled off Harry, his face blistering and rotting.

At this time, not only Charon, but even Harry understood that as soon as Harry touched Quirrell's exposed skin, it would cause him fatal damage. The only hope they had for victory was for Harry to try to catch Quirrell and finish him off.

Harry jumped to his feet and grabbed Quirrell's arm and head, refusing to let go. Quirrell screamed, desperately trying to shake Harry off—Harry's headache grew more and more intense—his eyes went black—only Quirrell's horrible screams and Voldemort's vicious roar could be heard: "Kill him!" Kill him!"

Charon was ready to cast spells with impunity, he swung his wand, and slammed curses and spells at Quirrell's body with all his might, even taking out a large number of bone fangs from his pocket and shooting them all, and finally he commanded the troll skeleton to leap and stab his two-handed greatsword through Quirrell's head, Voldemort's eyebrows, until the other party did not respond.

Charon was still not at ease, so he simply burned again, and watched the corpse burn in the flames, so he stopped.

Charon walked over to Harry, who was already unconscious, sat down on the ground, felt his pulse, rolled his eyelids, and immediately relieved himself that the kid had just fainted from overexertion.

Charon sat there quietly, examining his skull damage and repairing the damaged bones, but his mind couldn't help but think back to the strange scene just now. Alas! It seems that Harry can't escape his mission as Voldemort's mortal enemy!

Just as Charon was thinking about it, the Hogwarts professors finally arrived. Professors McGonagall, Snape, Hagrid, Flitwick...... It is said that Hermione was shocked when she saw Snape, she did not expect that Snape was not in the secret room, but outside.

Everyone was overwhelmed with surprise when they saw the mess and the corpses that had been burned to ashes over there.

Charon then took the skeleton and comforted Lu Wei to lie down, and saw Ron pounce on Harry in a panic, and hurriedly reassured: "Harry is fine, and he was not injured, but he fainted from his strength." Take a break and you'll be fine. ”

Then he turned to tell everyone what had just happened. When everyone heard that the pile of burned corpses turned out to be Professor Quirrell, possessed by Voldemort, everyone's faces turned pale. Snape muttered something that no one could hear.

Professor McGonagall muttered, "Oh my God, how could this happen?" Then he pulled Charon and asked him if he was hurt.

Charon didn't have much to do, but he was a little out of strength, and went back to the dormitory with Hermione's support. Harry, under Ron's protection, was sent to the hospital to recuperate.

That's it. Harry woke up the next day, and the Philosopher's Stone had lost its usefulness as bait, and was destroyed by Dumbledore in public.

The next morning, after a night's sleep, Charon was completely fine, so Ron pulled him and asked Hermione to go to the hospital to see Harry together. Despite Harry's awakening, Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse of the hospital, insisted that he stay in the hospital for three days.

When the three of them arrived, Headmaster Dumbledore was about to leave, and it appeared that he and Harry had had a long conversation.

Dumbledore was very happy to see the three of them, and lovingly embraced each one in turn, expressing deep gratitude for what they had done. Hermione and Ron were too excited to speak, and Charon was in a complicated mood and accepted Dumbledore's kind embrace with some stiffness.

After Dumbledore took his leave, Hermione and Ron still shouted in disbelief, and Harry lay on the bed, looking at them with a big smile.

Charon walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Harry's complexion, and asked, "How's it going?" Feeling better? ”

"It's much better, but I still have a faint headache." Harry rubbed his head and smiled shyly, "Even though they all see me as a hero, in fact you and I both know that this time it's all up to you, and I've done almost nothing." ”

"No, no!" Charon retorted, "Harry, don't underestimate yourself, this time to destroy Voldemort is actually all up to you!" I still don't understand why you have so much power in you. ”

"Oh, Headmaster Dunleduo told me about that." Harry seemed to get it all figured: "My mother was desperate to stop Voldemort from killing me, and my mother died to save me. Her intense love for me has left her mark on me. Being loved so deeply by someone, even though the person who loved me is dead, will also leave me with an eternal talisman. It's hidden in my skin. It was for this reason that Quirrell could not touch me. Filled with hatred, greed, and ambition, he sold his soul to Voldemort, and it would be painful to touch a man with such a beautiful mark on his body. ”

Charon knew that Harry's miracle was a talisman that his mother had built for her son with her life, and that this great maternal love could destroy all evil!

Ron and Hermione were also listening quietly, and for the first time they knew about these things.

Dumbledore seemed to have told Harry everything, and he couldn't wait to tell his life and death companion about it.

"You know the cloak of invisibility - who gave it to me?"

"You'd never think it was given to me by Dumbledore, it's my father's relic, and when my father was going to school here, he used to sneak into the kitchen and steal food."

Ron and Hermione let out exclamations, accompanied by Harry's laughter. Charon just smiled slightly: "As I expected, Dumbledore is really exhausted!" ”

Harry was in good spirits: "There's another thing...... Do you know why Snape doesn't like me? ”

"Why?" "Say it!" Hermione and Ron were anxious to find out.

"Professor Snape hated me because he and my father didn't like each other, and then my father did something that Snape would never forgive him."

"What's the matter?" Say it! "People are a little unhappy that Harry is always selling off.

"My father saved Snape's life." Harry unraveled the mystery.

"What?" How so? Hermione and Ron were completely confused.

"Hehe, everyone's thinking is different." Charon could understand this feeling, "In fact, many people have a hard time bearing a great favor owed to their enemies. Ron, imagine that you were saved by Malfoy, and he would come up to you at every turn and say, "You red-haired fool of the Weasleys, if I hadn't saved you, you'd have died!" "If there is such a thing, how do you feel in your heart?"

Ron thought about it for a moment, and then his face looked like he had eaten stool, "Disgusting, if there is such a thing, I might as well die!" ”

"Yes...... Headmaster Dumbledore said the same," Harry said with a smile, "Professor Snape can't stand to owe my father such a favor...... So he tried to protect me because he thought it would smooth out the mess and no one owed anything to me. Then he can relive his hatred for my father with peace of mind......"

"Oh," Hermione suddenly realized, "it turned out that it was Quirrell who was going to kill you on the court that day, and it was Professor Snape who was trying to protect you. In the second game, he insisted on being a referee to protect you, and he really tried his best! ”

Charon smiled slightly, sometimes the feelings are very complicated, whether it is hate or love, it is really difficult to say.

"But the good thing is that it's all gone, and Voldemort has turned to ashes, isn't it?" Ron said with relief.

"I'm afraid things aren't as good as you think." Harry shook his head with some seriousness: "Voldemort is not gone, he will try to make a comeback in other ways." ”

"Headmaster Dumbledore told me that he was still hiding somewhere, perhaps looking for a body that he would like to share...... He wasn't really alive, so he couldn't have been killed. However, we also hit him hard this time, so that he could not regain his strength immediately. If he is hit again and again, he will never regain his strength. ”

The topic was a bit heavy, making the atmosphere a little solemn. Charon broke down: "Actually, it's not a big deal, you know, we're just first-year freshmen." Four first-year freshmen like us can wreak havoc on Voldemort, so what's so great about him? We will grow and get stronger and stronger very quickly, and Voldemort will grow weaker and weaker. If we defeat it once, we can defeat it ten times, until we finally wipe it out completely. ”

Charon's words reinvigorated everyone's fighting spirits, and the fear of Voldemort became much lighter. The three of them stayed for a while, and when they noticed that Harry was a little tired, they were about to take their leave.

When Hermione and Ron walked out the door, Harry stopped Charon, "Ciel, wait a minute, I have one more thing to tell you. ”

Charon turned and looked at Harry quietly.

"The Mirror of Eris, which Dumbledore admits was a clever design, can only be obtained by the man who wishes to find the Philosopher's Stone—to find it, but not to use it."

"No, I don't think Dumbledore was deliberately using me as bait," Harry understood Charon's thoughts, "Dumbledore was a very interesting man. I think he probably wanted to give me a chance. He seemed to know more or less about what was going on here. I think he knew very well what we were going to do, and instead of stopping us, he secretly taught us a lot of useful things. I think it's no accident that he taught me that the Magic Mirror functions. He seemed to think that if possible, I had the right to face Voldemort......"