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"what!"

As the voice appeared, Harry immediately screamed in pain, covered his head and fell to the ground.

"Harry!"

Ron immediately helped him up, and Hermione also turned around with concern.

She was too arrogant to dare to lose focus in front of the Dark Lord.

Voldemort, who had controlled Quirrell, found that his appearance did not seem to bring much shock, and he was a little unhappy. He waved his wand twice, and the out-of-control Li Huo immediately turned into an obedient child.

They separated two lines of fire and went straight to the ice edge in the air like sharp arrows. They caught up first and caught up with them, and they instantly entangled themselves on the ice edge like fire snakes.

The next moment, Bing Leng was swallowed up by Li Huo, and the size of Li Huo became a bit larger again.

The same wand, the same body, but the magic released by Quirrell at this time became extremely powerful with every strike.

Voldemort's exaggerated wand was suddenly raised high, like a puppeteer controlling a puppet, hovering in the air, swallowing up the cold fire and instantly turning into three fire dragons. They turned a corner, as if roaring, and headed straight for Hermione et al.

"what!"

The sharp counterattack was almost completely different from Quirrell's slow and leisurely attack before, and he resisted Hermione's attack almost in an instant.

Neville let out a scream, and Harry, who had just recovered, looked up and saw this scene. He and Ron also turned pale with fright.

At this moment, they felt like they were dead.

Even Hermione was shocked. In other words, Elsa, who was controlling Hermione at this time, didn't have much combat experience. The reason why her ice magic was so handy was because it was her instinct. .

Facing the violent and ferocious fire dragon, Elsa subconsciously raised her arms to block her body, and she even forgot to fight back.

But even though she forgot, her instinct would not forget.

Following her movements, a large ice wall was instantly erected. The thick ice wall almost became a new wall in the room. The crystal clear ice crystals even became turbid and blurry because they were too thick.

"boom!"

The fire dragon hit the wall hard, as if the earth was shaking, and the room trembled violently. At this moment, Harry and the others thought the house was going to collapse.

The ice wall that Hermione summoned in a hurry was indeed extremely strong, because during the violent shaking, it actually blocked the destructive fire in the magic world.

"This is impossible!"

Even Voldemort was taken aback, and he roared angrily.

Harry's head started to hurt again.

Nothing is impossible. Elsa's ice magic is a talent and an instinct. It's like a certain sand-controlling ninja, imprinted in her blood.

When she is in danger, she will automatically protect her master.

Unless Voldemort turned into Sars on the spot, yelled and wanted to beat me, he would have to wave his hand over me, and then increase his speed to eighty miles.

Otherwise, no matter what, he would not be able to get around Elsa's ice magic, which seemed to be instinctive.

Ciel, who was under the Illusion Curse, tugged on his robe and found that it was still frozen in Elsa's suddenly frozen ice wall. He couldn't pull it no matter how hard he pulled it. In desperation, he could only cut it off.

Yes, the ice wall came very suddenly. Ciel, who was under the Disillusionment Curse, almost didn't react and was almost frozen inside. Thanks to his timely dodge, a corner of his robe was still frozen into it.

Charles looked at Voldemort silently.

The battlefield was inexplicably divided into two parts abruptly. One part was Hermione's side, behind the ice wall, and Harry and the others were on this side.

On the other side were Voldemort and Ciel, who happened to be blocked together.

Seeing the manic and incompetent Voldemort, who was commanding the fierce fire to continuously attack the ice wall, Charles silently raised his wand. Don't look at the two faces of Quirrell and Voldemort. They should make a sneak attack.

Quirrell had passed out because his back was to Voldemort and he was facing Charles. He couldn't bear the use of so many powerful magics by Voldemort.

He had to support Voldemort and release so much magic, and he was already overdrawn.

So with such a good opportunity, Ciel felt that he would be sorry if he didn't make a sneak attack.

The silent cutting curse spread instantly, and a series of red rays of light flew towards Voldemort in the chaos, heading straight for his neck.

"who is it!"

Ciel, who was hiding in the dark, whistled silently, acting innocent.

But the strongest dark wizard at that time was not so easy to deal with. Even without the armor curse to protect him, with his magic level and combat experience, even if the curse was placed on his face, Voldemort could still block it.

But that was at his peak.

He couldn't do these high-end operations using Quirrell's body.

I understand the brain.

What do you know about your hands?

Which body do you two have?

Even in the chaos, even with the sneak attack by Charles, Voldemort was still aware of the crisis. At the last moment, he suddenly released his self-created counter-curse and blocked several cutting curses.

Unfortunately, he used

After all, it was Quirrell's body. Not only was the response a beat slower, but Ciel's cutting spell was also particularly fast.

He only had time to yell out a question before Voldemort became mute.

Time seemed to pause. He stretched out his hand to cover his neck, and then let go again. Bright red blood flowed out, and most of Quirrell's neck had been cut open.

waste!

Voldemort seemed to be dissatisfied with Quirrell's body's sluggishness, and silently uttered two words in his heart.

At the same time, as Voldemort roared, Hermione also realized that someone else was here, and she immediately thought of who this person could be.

"let's go!"

She said dragging Harry along.

Of course Hermione wanted to stay and help Charles, but she couldn't let Harry and the others stay here. They had no fighting ability, and Harry seemed to be under some kind of magic, and his head hurt all the time.

Realizing that Harry and others were starting to run away, Voldemort knew that he was afraid that he would fail this time, and he gave up trying to repair his wounds.

Because Quirrell's body is really in such bad shape, even if he is repaired, he may not be able to exert much strength.

Quirrell, whose blood was gushing out, quickly fell into death, and the moment he entered death, Voldemort left his body.

Voldemort, who had turned into a remnant soul, had no intention of leaving just yet. Being sneak-attacked by others, as the Dark Lord, he couldn't swallow this breath.

"Roar!"

The black remnant soul seemed to let out a silent roar, instantly breaking Ciel's illusion spell. Seeing Ciel's figure, Voldemort became even more angry.

Turns out to be another little wizard.

If it was Dumbledore or something, he might have run away. In the state of his residual soul, he was very weak and very fragile.

But he is just a little wizard, so he needs to be taught a lesson. Even if he is just a remnant soul, he still knows many vicious black magic that is suitable for remnant souls to use.

"asshole!"

Voldemort came straight to the Shire. Before leaving here, he wanted to let the little guy who dared to sneak attack him taste the curse.

However, in the face of Voldemort's attack, Charles refused to dodge. It was this remnant soul that he was waiting for. 1603461080

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