The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 93 The End of Professor Quirrell

There was a loud, grim, shrill laugh in the empty room.
The laughter is full of the carefree feeling of revenge.

Voldemort managed to stop his laughter, and he turned Quirrell so that he could face Harry and Allen, but kept a distance from them.

"I didn't expect that the famous savior Harry Potter would shed blood in this dilapidated, cold and unknown room, and then die like a dog!" Voldemort said fiercely, his red eyes flickering With a strange light.

Then he looked at Allen again and asked jokingly, "What were you talking about? Louder!"

Allen raised his head and said loudly to Voldemort: "I surrender!"

"Not loud enough! To whom are you surrendering?" Voldemort suddenly became interested.

Allen's eyes were full of desire to live, and he watched Voldemort shout louder: "I want to surrender to the great Dark Lord!"

Harry's hand suddenly grabbed Alan's arm so tightly that it hurt his arm, but Alan didn't move at all and didn't even look at Harry.
Voldemort closed his eyes enjoying himself: "Yes, that's the feeling! The taste of revenge is so sweet! The feeling of surrender is so intoxicating."

"Then why should I accept your surrender? You just hurt my body!" Voldemort looked at Allen cruelly.

"You will have my eternal loyalty! I will do my best to serve you! I will do my best to help you control and rule the entire wizarding world! I will be the sharpest knife in your hand!" Allen looked at Voldemort firmly.

Voldemort looked at Allen playfully: "Your surrender will not save your friend, Harry Potter must die!"

"I just want me to live! Potter's life or death doesn't matter to me!" Allen said quickly, and he felt Harry's hand tightly grasping his arm suddenly become weak.

Voldemort looked at Allen slightly surprised and said, "You surprised me again today. It seems that you are not trapped by those boring feelings. I appreciate you more and more now!"

"Thank you, Lord Dark Lord!" Allen said calmly.

"Very good! I accept your surrender! Welcome to be a member of the Death Eaters!" Voldemort said with a sneer.

"I'm honored!" Allen nodded to Voldemort.

Then he straightened up, covered in Harry's blood
"Very good! Let us appreciate how the great savior Harry Potter went to death! I have been waiting for this moment for a long, long time." Voldemort seemed to be enjoying this moment.

"Okay, master!" This is Allen speaking, and he has learned the communication method between Professor Quirrell and Voldemort without a teacher.

Voldemort was very satisfied with Alan's title.

"Master! Can I make Harry Potter walk more decently?" Allen continued.

Voldemort narrowed his red eyes slightly, and said to Allen in a somewhat blunt tone, "Decent?"

"Yes, master, Potter is your number one enemy, and you can only show your kindness by helping him walk decently! Besides, Potter is my former friend after all, and I hope he walks decently!" Allen said in a low voice. explained aloud.

"What do you want to do then?" Voldemort asked briskly.

"I just want to help Potter tidy up his remains so that he won't die too ugly!" Allen also quickly replied, observing Voldemort's expression carefully.

"Please allow me to get back my wand!" Allen said, pointing to the wand in the distance.

Voldemort turned his head suddenly and looked at Alan, his red eyes contained endless pressure, Alan looked at him bravely, his eyes were full of calmness and humility
"Go! Help him face!" said Voldemort softly, and then ended the exchange of glances. "Do it well, so that others can recognize Potter's body at a glance."

The invisible armor around Professor Quirrell was still flashing faintly, and Voldemort obviously thought that even if Alan got his wand, it would not be possible to pose a threat to him.

Allen staggered back to his wand.

"My Lord Dark Lord, then I will start!" Allen said humbly.

Voldemort admired Alan's attitude and nodded slightly
Allen pointed his wand at Harry, who was covered in blood
Allen uttered the spell softly:
"Clean up!"

The next moment Voldemort and Quirrell screamed at the same time, Quirrell turned around suddenly, pointed his wand at Allen and said the spell: "Avada"

But at this time, Allen's second cleansing spell had been successfully cast, and the blood on Harry's body was cleaned up out of thin air, and this ball of blood appeared in the sky above Professor Quirrell in an instant, and the invisible armor around him was completely invisible. There was no reaction, and the blood poured on Professor Quirrell's face and hands again, interrupting his spellcasting.

Harry's blood fell on Professor Quirrell, his bare skin seemed to be burned by fire, it was bright red, and there were many blisters
Allen was in control, and continued to cast a cleaning spell on Harry, transferring a cloud of blood to Professor Quirrell.

Yes, Allen casts a cleaning spell. He discovered the hidden parameters of the cleaning spell very early on, and developed a new usage of the cleaning spell—it can clean up "dirty things" in a small area to a designated location.

So when he saw Harry lying on the ground covered in blood, he had this plan faintly in his brain. Harry said that Quirrell dared not touch his skin, so he speculated that splashing Harry's blood on Quirrell would be the same. It would cause serious harm to him, so he prepared to act like this. Although he knew that if he guessed wrong, he would die miserably, but he still did it resolutely.
But at that time his wand had been blown away, Professor Quirrell and Voldemort could not let him get the wand, and even if he got the wand, Quirrell couldn't let him release the cleaning spell.

So he faked surrender to paralyze Voldemort, then made an excuse to get his wand back and cast the Cleansing Charm without a hitch.

Professor Quirrell and Voldemort struggled in pain on the ground, both faces howling in pain, but Allen was not affected by their tragedy at all, and he continued to cast a cleaning spell on Harry.

Finally, Professor Quirrell stopped struggling on the ground, but Harry's blood was still working, and Professor Quirrell's body was just like that.
A transparent shadow emerged from the ashes. Allen recognized that figure through his nose as Voldemort. His expression was full of resentment and anger. He circled around Allen and followed the way he came. gone.
Allen wanted to cast a few spells on the shadow, but the spell passed through the transparent shadow without any effect
But Alan couldn't care less about chasing Voldemort now, he hurriedly turned around to check on Harry's situation.
Harry had already entered a semi-comatose state.
"Harry, don't sleep! We won! Hold on! You will be treated soon! Hold on!" Allen encouraged Harry loudly, knowing that Harry might never wake up again after falling asleep coming
Harry's chest and abdomen were bloody and bloody. Allen took off his robe and bandaged him, but it didn't help, the wound was still oozing blood
And the road back to the ground is still so long, Alan knew that Harry's blood would be drained if this continued!

By this time Harry's eyes had lost their luster, and his reaction was getting weaker and weaker.
Allen's heart sank.
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(End of this chapter)