Ashes of Hogwarts

Quirrell gasped, clutching the wand in his hand.

His body was soaked in sweat, and he looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

"Damn waste, I have to do it myself!"

A sharp, piercing voice sounded from behind his head.

It was Voldemort.

Under the double blow to his soul and body, Quirrell luckily fainted.

Helpless, Voldemort could only take over Quirrell's body himself, but fortunately he couldn't feel the pain on his body.It's just that this body twitches from time to time, which makes him very uncomfortable.

He didn't know how much magic he used to make this broken body barely move like a normal person.

The excessive use of magic gave Voldemort a splitting headache and he felt his whole soul tremble.

But he must persist.

His staggering body suffered countless wounds from branches, but his eyes became brighter and he saw a lone golden unicorn not far away.

The best unicorns to catch are their young.

Even if it's just a baby, I just need one bite, even just one bite.

I want to live!

So, don't stop!

As he got closer, Voldemort tightened his grip on his wand. He had no more chance.

This is my last magic!Take it!Little unicorn!

“AvadaKedavra!!!”

A flash of green light instantly emerged from the tip of the staff.

The killing curse successfully hit.The little unicorn let out a final cry and fell to the ground.

Also falling at the same time was Voldemort, who was paralyzed from exhaustion.

This is a severe consumption of the soul, which cannot be replenished by simple rest.

Fortunately, he already had supplements.

Like a dying beast, he crawled slowly and approached the body of the little unicorn.

Juvenile unicorns do not have that strong magic defense ability, and their skin is relatively delicate.

He bit the unicorn's neck, where its skin was the weakest and where the bleeding was the largest.

He greedily sucked the hard-won unicorn blood, and he swore that after he recovered, he would kill everyone in Hogwarts.

Especially that Ash Lothric!

Suddenly, a stench rushed straight to his forehead, and even Voldemort in his soul state was not immune.

"vomit……"

Quirrell's body convulsed and he vomited, and pools of foul-smelling black blood came out of his mouth.

Looking at the ground again, that wasn't a unicorn. It was clearly a skinny dog ​​with exposed rotten skin!

"What a shame! Mr. Tom Riddle."

Under the nihilistic night, Ash, wearing an undead uniform, slowly walked out with a big sword on his shoulder.

Under the pointed triangular iron helmet, only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed outside the mask, looking at the guy known as the second generation Dark Lord.

It's really worse than a living corpse.

"Even in the most difficult time, I never thought of trying a living corpse dog. Although I don't know what it tastes like, I think it won't be too good." Ash said lazily: "Look at you. knew."

He cleared up Voldemort's doubts with a regretful tone.

"A simple transformation spell, Mr. Riddle. I just gave it a little...a little change. But I have to say it's really practical, isn't it?"

"You! Who! Who are you?" A black mist enveloped Quirrell's body, and he kept roaring, eventually forming a huge and ferocious face.

This is what Voldemort really looks like now.

"It's just a passing professor, remember it for me!" Ash put on his posture and said seriously.

But he reacted quickly.So he introduced himself seriously:

"I am the fireless ashes, the fireman with a mission, the immortal, the master of the fireproof female attendant, the three-time gold medal winner of the black soul killing, the lord of the fire sacrificial site, the leader of the black knight, and the silver knight's The leader, the inheritor of the original fire, the king of wandering souls, the destroyer of Iredel, the successor of wolf blood, and the terminator of the King of Fire."

"I saved the world from the end. Although history cannot be changed, it can also move the balance of fate."

"This is me, the only great living hero, Ash!"

"Do you understand it?"

Poor Mr. Tom Riddle was obviously confused by this long list of titles.He blinked his empty eyes blankly, his ferocious face full of confusion.

"The self-introduction is over, then the next step is to say goodbye."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Tom Riddle."

Ash stepped forward with his right foot, bowed and pressed down with an arrow, and slashed from bottom to top with the French sword in his hand.

A flash of fire bloomed on the sword's blade.

"You want to kill me, you actually want to kill me with such a ridiculous Muggle weapon, hahaha..." Black mist rose.

He watched Quirrell being chopped into two pieces by the sword but remained unmoved.

"Goodbye indeed, you cocky boy."

He dispersed, leaving only a blur of smoke around him.

"cut."

Ash curled his lips disdainfully.

The wolf blood in his body began to surge, and the sword in Ash's hand ignited flames.

He entered a hunting posture. Compared with all kinds of fancy magic miracles, he was obviously more satisfied with close combat.

The undead team is the watcher of the abyss, and the Farlan sword is the hunting sword.

When a wolf hunts, it never loses its prey.

The pressed body rushed forward, and Fran's sword was swung.

Sword dance, one piece!

Voldemort's fragile soul was directly knocked out of the void by the airflow of the sword.

This guy is poisonous!What the hell is this!

Voldemort looked confused.We promised to use magic to defeat magic.

It's not magic at all!

"Why don't you listen to me when I'm talking to you? You always want to run away, like a mosquito."

Ash didn't have the patience to argue with Voldemort anymore, so he stretched out his hand to grab Voldemort's remaining soul.The black mist was like a piece of plasticine in Ash's hands, getting smaller and smaller as he rubbed it, and finally became like a rubber ball.

Voldemort finally panicked. He really didn't expect that this man was a master at playing with souls.

"Listen, listen, I don't think you need to do this to me. You see, you have such a powerful power, I think we can cooperate." The ball made a flattering voice, and the black mist rolled, revealing Voldemort's empty body. Eyes, "I know there is a magic stone in this school. Let's work together to get it. When the time comes, eternal life will be at our fingertips."

"With such great power, you cannot succumb to mere Hogwarts. Ash, we are the same kind of people."

Um……?

"Are you done?" Ash's mouth twitched. This was the first time he met someone who offered eternal life to Ashes as a bargaining chip. "You've deceived Quirrell into giving up his life? If that's the case, the average person at Hogwarts My IQ has been lowered by him alone.”

"But don't worry," Ash put away his sword and took out his wand. He released a floating spell to float Quirrell's body that was broken into two sections. He tied a rope and led them out of the Forbidden Forest like a balloon. go.

"I won't kill you. I will discuss it with Dumbledore."

"In fact, I have already thought of how to deal with it."

Ash stood at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest, the moonlight cut through the dark night, and the sky was filled with stars.

"Tell me, Tom Riddle."

"Do you desire eternal life?"